<?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-9405161</id><updated>2011-05-20T05:40:10.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INVALIDITY.BLOGSPOT.COM</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>590</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116402560177483679</id><published>2006-11-20T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T22:49:36.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://brokenjargon.livejournal.com"&gt;MOVED.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;it has been 590 entries worth of the good &amp;bad times.&lt;br /&gt;Invalidity.blogspot.com has always been the one place where i pour my feelings out. everytime i felt down, everytime i was feeling estatic, everytime i was confused, everytime i was frustrated, i turned to writing here.&lt;br /&gt;and each and every single time, without fail, i'd feel much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invalidity.blogspot.com has always been here such that it was like my bestfriend. the joys and tears will always be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;i will forever remember this place; for it has watched me grow, so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the new never comes without the old going. despite all the good times, its still time to move on. its time to start afresh, time to open up to new beginnings, especially since another chapter has been closed; yayness to the olvls having finally ended (no more ungodly mugging sessions that last from 3pm-4am!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time for all the fun and havoc now, with first three months starting in about a month's and results a lil after. its scary, really. but hey, we've just got to deal , no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou to all my loyal readers(if i have any). thankyou for bearing with my rants, complaints, emoing and possibly crap english. (:&lt;br /&gt;hopefully y'all will still visit and be regulars at my new place. i know i've been really wordy here, but i'll try to deal with more photos at the new place. i dont promise anything, but watch that space alright(do relink too, thankyouverymuch).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's gbye! im outta here! &lt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116402560177483679?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116402560177483679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116402560177483679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116402560177483679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116402560177483679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/11/moved.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116392364999281572</id><published>2006-11-19T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T17:44:16.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mannnn my room's messy as hell! this is really bad hahahha especially since im gon be spending more quality time with myself in there since the papers are almost over! i have two hours to pack it up right now cause there isn't any other day where i'm free and cause im meeting miaoying in like two and a half hours! man! this is gon be a whole load of work. pictures will prolie be up in the new blog when its all done up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch this space!&lt;br /&gt;damn i so need a extreme makeover for my room!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116392364999281572?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116392364999281572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116392364999281572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116392364999281572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116392364999281572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/11/mannnn-my-rooms-messy-as-hell-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116388318382282585</id><published>2006-11-19T04:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T19:28:49.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did quite a bit of shopping today.&lt;br /&gt;spent 167 greens on prom stuff and new badminton shoes. (:&lt;br /&gt;happy happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;some stuff kinda happened and got kinda pissed but it all worked out.&lt;br /&gt;saw so many fournine-rs in town today(ojk, bestfriend, nolinkboy, exhusband, boss, ameliaweekimwee), was good seeing them!&lt;br /&gt;then headed back for mahjong session.&lt;br /&gt;got cut short by food cravings.&lt;br /&gt;then stoned a little.&lt;br /&gt;then they were off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prom prep with miaoying early tmrw and then later in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;dang, prom's taking up so much of my greens im feeling the brokest ive ever felt in my entire seventeen years on mother earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, time for some beauty sleep. its godamned four forty five. ive t go over t euson's at about 1145. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gnights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116388318382282585?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116388318382282585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116388318382282585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116388318382282585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116388318382282585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/11/did-quite-bit-of-shopping-today.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116352911929092892</id><published>2006-11-15T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:58:44.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess who's going shopping instead of mugging tmrw?&lt;br /&gt;guess who's finally gotten a teevee in her room(setting up soon!)?&lt;br /&gt;guess who's going to genting aft os(think its lame, but wth, company's gon be great)?&lt;br /&gt;guess who's going to MI(most prolly) for three months?&lt;br /&gt;guess who's going to play badminton ohsooften aft os?&lt;br /&gt;guess who's gon lose those killer fats aft os?&lt;br /&gt;guess who's going to have so much fun aft os?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't fucking wait.&lt;br /&gt;third time ive written that.&lt;br /&gt;can't fucking wait.&lt;br /&gt;really can't. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116352911929092892?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116352911929092892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116352911929092892&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116352911929092892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116352911929092892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/11/guess-whos-going-shopping-instead-of.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116348670854065783</id><published>2006-11-14T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:45:08.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so i think i just killed my dad's printer/faxmachine/copier by printing out 5 sets of modern world history notes each containing 21pages(you do the math; thats 21x5=105fckingpages) and 5,583 words(i actually clicked on word count just to justify what im writing). omg i really hope it doesnt crash cause if it does then my dad will kill me although it'll prolly show him how sucky the thing is. hyehhhyeehhyehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways i managed to complete this crapload of notes in such a short time i cant fcking believe myself either! i did it within three days though i think i spent only an hour or an hour half each day doing it. prolie spent the most time on it ystd, sat till my butt ached like mf-ing hell. im extremely delighted that its all done up now cuz it means no more carrying of heavy bags with texts and lappie; just a stack of lightlightlight notes! hooray! hahaha, whats more, after this paper, I'M SO FUCKING FREE! cause aft history's science mcq and that can go to hell so yes, SHOPPING WITH MOMMY! hahhahahhahaha omgomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things to do aft os, cant fucking wait!&lt;br /&gt;gbye for now cuz its time to arrange and staple the sets of notes for them guys and then im out to mug! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116348670854065783?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116348670854065783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116348670854065783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116348670854065783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116348670854065783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-so-i-think-i-just-killed-my-dads.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116280600259751850</id><published>2006-11-06T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T17:40:07.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to sound happy and be happy so no more profanities, much unlike the previous entry and also thats why im online. havent been online in a few days and though i havent really been missing much of the blogging and bitching, it just feels good to be back, to be back in such a comfort zone. somehow i just like being online. cannot ah?!&lt;br /&gt;you'd notice that the proper typing's been done away with, dont know why but im just not in the mood for being a bloody linguist wannabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided! i will be moving to livejournal pretty soon. either after the os, on 1st jan or when poly starts.&lt;br /&gt;it all depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, im really sleepy, so gnights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116280600259751850?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116280600259751850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116280600259751850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116280600259751850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116280600259751850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-want-to-sound-happy-and-be-happy-so.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116257944733513490</id><published>2006-11-04T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T03:01:17.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been having insomnia recently; haven't been able to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Probably due to the stress and nervousness the Os have been causing. That's why I'm still up right now at 2:24am although I should be fast sleep in hope of tuning my biological clock back to waking up at 0630hours for the examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been mugging past 4am the whole of the past week and somehow I lost my momentum immediately after the History paper(fucking predictions so bloody off) and so I stoned for five fucking long hours at macs during the session after the History paper. Basically I just stared into the blank air and wasted precious time away.&lt;br /&gt;Learnt a lesson from the History paper; don't fucking depend on predictions. Who the fuck started predicting that Malayan Union/Federated Malay States/Building A Nation would fucking come out for History? Lucky for me I had the brains to conquer the whole fucking text else I'll be dead meat. It doesn't help that the source based section was so bloody difficult and neither does sucking at Modern World History. Despite the immense hatred I have for Russian history and basically half of the stupid text, I will be chionging the whole of that fucking book due to two fucking reasons. One, I learnt that predictions don't fucking work. Two, I have totally no confidence for my paper one and am damn fucking worried therefore I will be chionging Modern World to pull my damned grades up. Remember, the aim is not to pass. The aim and self expectation is to conquer the exams and get a fucking A1. KEEP THAT IN MIND.&lt;br /&gt;A1. NOTHING LESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of the stupid paper, I was feeling so bloody lousy and thus I have now lost my momentum.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, tomorrow and Sunday will see me staying home instead of heading down to macs as usual. I need to stay home and fucking memorise the whole of the two texts for Social Studies and perhaps conquer some Math papers. Someone please help me understand vectors and transformation thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news; I've got a fucking stalker. Nabei cheebye stop it can. Damn fucking traumatising seeing you every single time at macs staring at and scrutinising me(Engheng can verify). Just fucking stop. Its freaking the shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry this whole post is so full of fucks and hokkien profanities. This is what happens when I don't get enough sleep/am damn stressed/am damn freaked out by stalkish freakshows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116257944733513490?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116257944733513490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116257944733513490&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116257944733513490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116257944733513490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/11/ive-been-having-insomnia-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9405161.post-116236685728312190</id><published>2006-11-01T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T15:40:57.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My brother's back&lt;3! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First written paper starts tomorrow. Pure History, Paper1(Malaya).&lt;br /&gt;Going off to Pioneer Mall to chiong for it now. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all going to be over fucking soon! And I can't fucking wait! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116236685728312190?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116236685728312190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116236685728312190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116236685728312190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116236685728312190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-brothers-back3-first-written-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116193930322898166</id><published>2006-10-27T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T16:55:03.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really don't know what more to say. There's so much bottled deep inside and I so wanna talk to you about the way things are right now but I'm finding it hard to start. I just think that our friendship doesn't seem that important to you anymore, just because of your relationship. Not that I think you'll even read this entry but please, if you do, think about it. I don't ask for much. Perhaps I'm jealous that you are giving him all your time, spending every moment with him. But think about it this way and hopefully understand, that all I ever will want is for you to be happy. Not that I think he's making you miserable now. I just think that maybe you shouldn't plan so ahead of time and maybe you shouldn't include him in all your plans for your future is what's at stake here. Maybe my mouth's 'smelly' but think about it, how certain are you that 10years down the road you'll still be together? Not that I wouldn't be glad if you guys still are but its just seems so impossible. I truly hope you understand where I'm coming from. Maybe you'll be pissed that I'm writing all of this out, right here, like how you were when I did about others(thus leading to what happened). But I really don't think I'll be saying all of this in your face anytime soon. Whatever it is, just know that this friend will be here. Always. Despite it all, I'll still be here.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's finally ended for everyone. The Os are in 6 days for me and I'm still on my way to being prepared for it. Right now I wouldn't say I'll be able to conquer my papers but I am trying my best so please do wish me luck. I need all the luck I can get now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart says we've got something real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can I trust the way I feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause my heart's been fooled before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am I just seeing what I want to see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or is it true, could you really be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone to have and hold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With all my heart and soul &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need to know, before I fall in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who'll stay around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Through all my ups and downs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please tell me now, before I fall in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm at the point of on return&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So afraid of getting burned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I want to take a chance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh please, give me a reason to believe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Say, you're the one, that you'll always be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone to have and hold&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;I need to know, before I fall in love&lt;br /&gt;Someone who'll stay around&lt;br /&gt;Through all my ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me now, before I fall in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's been so hard for me to give my heart away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I would give my everything,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just to hear you say &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone to have and hold&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;I need to know, before I fall in love&lt;br /&gt;Someone who'll stay around&lt;br /&gt;Through all my ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me now, before I fall in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before I fall in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"You work hard, seeking success. You are self-sufficient and in spite of all the trials and tribulations that have beset you in the past you carry on regardless.. You are one to be admired because you pursue your objectives single-mindedly and with initiative. You know that you can 'do it' and what is more, you will - without necessarily being dependent upon the goodwill of others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You are totally dissatisfied with your present situation. Matters are not going right for you and you are seeking a means of escape. Your mental state of mind necessitates that you need to change your thinking patterns. Remember, if one particular modus operandi doesn't seem to work, then try something different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In spite of the fact that you believe that your hopes and ideas are realistic, it is hard for you to accept that your needs and desires are misunderstood by almost everyone within your sphere of influenceand there is no-one to turn to or rely on. Your pent-up emotions and inherent egocentricity make you quick to take offence, but as matters stand you realise that you will have to make the best of things as they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You feel that nobody really appreciates you and this is causing you considerable stress. You feel that you have to sublimate your emotions and this is depressing you no end. You feel that the only way you can resolve this untenable situation is to get away from it all and re-establish your own individuality. Co-operation is very important in your life, but this has not been forthcoming from anyone. No-one seems to care and it is because of this situation that you are finding it increasingly more difficult to let yourself go and as a result you are becoming more and more isolated and even, to some extent, introverted. You are displaying a touchy and an over sensitive personality. Trying to take on the whole world doesn't help - you need to relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The stress that you are experiencing at this time is due to the present situation - a situation of your own making. But trying to ignore it, hoping that it will go away, will only aggravate it further. What you need to do is to slow down - to relax and re-think the situation and by going slow, you may be amazed to find that most of your problems will resolve themselves."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So bloody true.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116193930322898166?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116193930322898166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116193930322898166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116193930322898166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116193930322898166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-really-dont-know-what-more-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116118380784517610</id><published>2006-10-18T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T23:03:27.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;ON HIATUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(read previous entry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116118380784517610?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116118380784517610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116118380784517610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116118380784517610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116118380784517610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/on-hiatus-read-previous-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116118343815033681</id><published>2006-10-18T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:57:18.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a rather constructive day. Well, much more constructive than the past week has been at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to KAP by 9:30am,  Linyin and I had brekkie then we started mugging. Did Pure History notes throughout and attempted a bit of the papers Mrs Chan gave out yesterday. Had a good time mugging with her though I mood swinged a little halfway through. Emo-ed a little cause of some stuff; only Vivian and Linyin know the reason.&lt;br /&gt;Then off to meet Vivian at Rocky's. Chilled and just talked for some time there then headed in for dinner at Pastamania. Took our time to eat and then walked about before heading back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Level Science Practical tomorrow. Not much importance for me, but I'll be striving for the best I can do.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promised myself not to let this affect me and yet, I managed to let myself down so quickly after the promise was made. Gotta hold it together girlie, just for a while more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm going on a month long hiatus.&lt;/span&gt; I will be back hopefully after the Os. By then I'll probably be busy partying but fret not, I wouldn't neglect this space. So watch this space for updates here and there. Hopefully I'll stick to this flimsy resolution and keep away from the constantly enticing computer. Really should spend my time much more wisely, like writing notes instead of rotting away at the computer. Thus, this is Goodbye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For friends and loved ones taking the O Levels, all the best, press on and just keep it together for now. It'll all be over in a month's time and we'll be free as birds. Much catching up to do thereafter alright? (:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, take good care of yourselves and drink more water(@$#&amp;amp;-ing haze)!&lt;br /&gt;I'll still be contactable through my phone, so do call if anything's up.&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116118343815033681?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116118343815033681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116118343815033681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116118343815033681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116118343815033681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-was-rather-constructive-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116109986003931543</id><published>2006-10-17T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T23:44:20.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stop swinging me to and fro like I'm a kid. Don't bring me up and then watch me fall down hard on the ground. Don't make me happy, only to drown me in sorrow immediately after. Don't make things seem as if they're sweet, only to show me later that it was all the artificial sweetener's work. Don't tell me it'll be fine, when it'll all end up in one huge mess. Don't let me fall in so deep, only to have me pick myself up all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't. Please, just don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps trying to prevent myself from falling in too deep right now is already too late.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because I'm already in neck high. And soon, without you, I'll drown in here, all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;When I realise my helpless state, it'll all be too late, because then, my heart would already be broken into bits and pieces. So many pieces that it'll be too hard to mend them back together with scotchtape or even a bandaid. It'll be so shattered, even superglue won't do the trick. And so by then, it'll really be all too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than for the fear of a broken heart - I don't want my studies to get affected. I don't wanna look back one fine day and call myself a fool, a fool who allowed herself to get lost in your eyes, so lost that nothing else mattered, so lost that my future didn't seem to be of a priority. I don't wanna look back and ask myself, 'What were you thinking?!'. I don't wanna look back and sigh with regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do, other than to wait. However, the wait is what's causing the constant misery. The wait is such a torture. Because I wouldn't know, how long it'll be, before I know what's in your heart and what's in your mind. Because maybe, I wouldn't ever know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought things were looking up, you found a way to prove it all wrong. You managed to show me subtly that I'm wasting my time. You managed to show me, and make me think, that it's all been a worthless attempt. And now I'm thinking, 'It isn't all so sweet afterall'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm saying to myself, 'C'mon girlie, lets back it up right now, lets back it up real fast. Lets move on, lets stop dreaming, lets stop hoping'.&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, 'Lets get back to what's important - the O Levels'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116109986003931543?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116109986003931543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116109986003931543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116109986003931543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116109986003931543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/stop-swinging-me-to-and-fro-like-im.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116107776849755433</id><published>2006-10-17T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T17:38:28.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School today was pretty alright. Many people skipped school! Huimin, Engheng, Grace and Jemaine were all not in school! I wanted to skip school too but Mommy didn't allow me to skip. Told me to go school for Math. So I went. ):  Ohwell just barely a month or so left to freedom! Sacrificing everything now's going to be really worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways its Moderation Day tomorrow for the secondary ones to threes so us secondary fours are going to benefit from it(maybe it isn't that good an idea cuz we miss classes)! Therefore, yes, NO SCHOOL! (:&lt;br /&gt;Plans for mugging at KAP with Linyin! And then hopefully stringray@Chompchomp with Calvin. Still waiting to confirm the dinner plans. (:&lt;br /&gt;I don't hope cause I KNOW that tomorrow's mugging session will be a productive one! I WILL MUG HARD TOMORROW! Better start now before its too late! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yiyong is my new found BEST FRIEND! Hahahaha! (:&lt;br /&gt;Weibin is the Love of My Life.&lt;br /&gt;Engheng well, has always been my exhusband. Hahaha he divorced me, went for Huimin and then they divorced and now he's found a new bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to dedicate one entry to my Best Friend but that'll come soon. No inspiration right now. HAHAHA, that's actually just an excuse, but what the hell luh. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came online not long ago and then Joel invited me to start an audip conversation or something. Like, just the mike cause he wanted to sing Long Juan Feng by Jay Chou for me! Then don't know why, somehow he went offline abruptly. I was so happy initially okay! Hahaha he sang to me all the chinese songs I could think of like yesterday. Happy happy girl. Hahaha I always have boys singing to me. Weird. Yiyong used to sing to me too! I shall ask for a song on Thursday. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL WANT MY 'RI JI BEN'! Someone please go learn and sing to me, thankyouverymuch-ly! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben's coming back for dinner! Yay I love my brother and the small dinners we have with Mommy! (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah Dad's gone to China again. Business trip with Uncle Shiraishi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaydoks that's all. Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116107776849755433?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116107776849755433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116107776849755433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116107776849755433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116107776849755433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/school-today-was-pretty-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116100306480749044</id><published>2006-10-16T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T20:51:04.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up with my whole body aching this morning. This is what happens when you haven't played badminton for a really long time, then one fine day decide to be a hero, don't do your proper stretches and then start the many many intensive games. Ohhlala but it feels good knowing I worked my body. (:&lt;br /&gt;Really, it felt damn good sweating it all out yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was rather weird. Then again, Calvin says I find everything weird. Hahaha. Crazy lah boy, I so do not make your head spin. It was probably the alchohol's work. (: Fell asleep at around 1am, without studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not properly sat down and studied for too long a time already. Its really time to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;COUNTDOWN TO OS(mine); 17 DAYS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omfgxzxz. Kill me pleasexzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was really annoying today. I wouldn't have went if not for the O Level Science Practical Examination Briefing-so do not wanna end up late like how I did for prelims.&lt;br /&gt;Had Physics in the morning where I pretended to do work when I was actually yakking and laughing away with Gerald. Then we had English. Gaaaah! English never fails to bore me. I hate doing comprehension exercises and I really just cannot stand her lessons. One word: BORRRRRRINGGGG!&lt;br /&gt;Yep then it was recess which was a blessing but thereafter we had Combined Humanities. Luckily for us, Mr Wong wasn't around so we didn't have to do the Geography Mock Exam. Ms Stella Wee took over and gave out Tanglin Secondary's Social Studies prelims paper for us to do. Mrs Chan already gave us Pure History students that set so we kinda lied and told her we'd done it already so we were heros who saved the Pure History students from doing work. We were allowed to revise our own shit, but we ended up gossipping/talking as usual. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we'd planned for MacDonalds' delivery for lunch, so I got down to calling Mac's in CLASS! Hahaha I successfully completed my mission of ordering the food. Cost us 36.90$ in total. Although I'd told the operator to deliver the food to just outside the main gate, the delivery guy came all the way in to the General Office! I felt damn embarrassed! Hahaha then Mrs Goh saw and came out and teased me a little. So I paid and we grabbed our food off to the canteen to eat! It was fun although the fries sucked, they were really crappy! ):&lt;br /&gt;Got sundaes too, although I didn't eat any. Just one mouthful from Miaoying. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to the hall for the Science mock exam. Saw a lot of people from our level walking out of school and realised they were all skipping it. Felt extremely tempted cause I knew going for the exam would just be a waste of time but as usual I lacked the balls to do it thus I ended up stoning for three hours in the EXTREMELY HOT AND STUFFY hall. Infact, we were talking away for a bit. Hahahaha. I didn't touch my Chemistry paper at all? Got Azhar to tell me a few answers at the very end though. Hahaha Physics was really retarded. They attached the answer sheet behind the question paper and they were like, 'Never mind, just do it and if you can't do the questions, raise your hands and we'll come and help you. Or you can look at the answers for guidance. Try not to copy though.' Hahaha how retarded obviously many people copied lah! The three questions that I 'attempted' were copied! Hahaha left the rest blank although the answers were all there, ready for me to copy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep finally finished the whole crap. I HATE SCIENCE.! It really annoys me a whole lot!&lt;br /&gt;Then took the bus back here with Miaoying who went over to Euson's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, got back our report books today! I'm a happy girl! Y'know why? Cuz it says in the report book, 'Completed S4 Express' HAHAHAHA I'VE COMPLETED SEC4! DOES THAT MEAN I DON'T HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL ANYMORE?! I went around asking and annoying a lot of people! Hahaha was kinda high luh. Lol. Damn excited please. Hahaha OH OH OH! I GOT AN EXCELLENT FOR CONDUCT! FIRST ONE EVER PLEASE! I'd usually only get Good or Very Good, but an EXCELLENT? OMGOMG. Hahaha crazy bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaydoks that about sums it all. Back to studying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116100306480749044?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116100306480749044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116100306480749044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116100306480749044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116100306480749044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/woke-up-with-my-whole-body-aching-this.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116092629881970988</id><published>2006-10-15T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T23:31:39.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY FIFTEENTH BIRTHDAY, PARTNER/MORON/BITCH!(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I meant &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Vivian&lt;/span&gt;. Hahahaha. :D.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a good birthday. Then again, how bad can it get since I was around?&lt;br /&gt;I know for sure you liked the presents we got for you, since Jenna Ng has good taste. Hahahaha self praise, eh? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Woke up around 11am today and cabbed down to Ghim Moh for brunch before heading over to Ulu Pandan CC for badminton with my relatives. Had a few really great games and it really did get me into a better mood. (: Then after the 2hours, we headed to Prima Deli to look for Wanru. Nicole was around too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep then went off, waited for Vivian, Malvin and Hilda at Bouna Vista for freaking long. Then we headed down to Marina South for steaaaamboaaat! Hahaha had a great time. The bimbos at the next table provided quite a bit of entertainment although it for only for a short while. We dumped the free icecreams into the boiling hot soup and also on the aluminium foil and watched it melt/fizzle. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed down to town, strolled about and all. Then sat at Rocky's for a bit, talked and all.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed back and Dad picked me up as usual. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really long and tiring day. I so so so wanna hit the sack right now. Hahahaha devoured by fatigue! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG YONGKEONG SUCKS. He fooled me luh. Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116092629881970988?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116092629881970988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116092629881970988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116092629881970988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116092629881970988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-fifteenth-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116083880696353751</id><published>2006-10-14T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T23:13:27.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FAMILY POLITICS.&lt;br /&gt;HOW ANNOYING.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116083880696353751?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116083880696353751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116083880696353751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116083880696353751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116083880696353751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/family-politics.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116073786756083832</id><published>2006-10-13T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:11:07.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm very afraid. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116073786756083832?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116073786756083832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116073786756083832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116073786756083832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116073786756083832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-very-afraid.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116073360988586660</id><published>2006-10-13T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T18:00:09.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging in point form because I really can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to know, why the hell is there a need for mock exams, on Saturdays no less!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yes, Pure History paper tomorrow, at such an ungodly hour too! Someone kill me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've yet to study for it. I think I'll do so now. Or.. soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm really tired although I slept at 9pm last night and for an hour during Chemistry today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plans for towning tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plans for stingray@chompchomp with Calvin on Wednesday!(avenging Steve Irwin)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Need to stop having all these plans because I ought to be studying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But I want plans for study sessions!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ong Linyin, KAP on Wednesday please.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm beginning to hate my blog and I'm beginning to want to stop blogging.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate my blog because I think the layout's really fugly and I can't be bothered to change a new one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate my blog because I think my style of writing sucks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate my blog because I have extremely low self esteem.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to stop blogging because the fcking Os are TWENTY days away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to stop coming online because of Os too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to stop coming online also because SOMEONE's not going to be online anyway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to complete my notes really soon although I've only completed 2 from the Malaya set.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I still have at least 8 chapters from Malaya, 10 chapters from Modern World and another 10 chapters from Social Studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think there's more though.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think this entry sucks and point form blogging shouldn't be so long winded.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thats why, this is Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116073360988586660?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116073360988586660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116073360988586660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116073360988586660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116073360988586660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/blogging-in-point-form-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116073291589159450</id><published>2006-10-13T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:51:06.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This entry's specially for Mr Neo Weibin who likes bullying helpless girls like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Weibin's really retarded and spastic because during Accounts that day he was talking on the phone. Uh no, calculator, I mean. Yes, indeed. He was on the bloody calculator, holding it as if it was his handphone and talking into it. Don't have pictures but Samuel(who is also a bully) has a video of the madness. But of course, it wasn't all that fun until Mr Soh caught him doing his shit and was all sarcastic, saying how cool his new handphone is. Hahaha I swear we all laughed like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weibin is also the love of my life because, well. Just because. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;However the love of my life never sides me and tends to be inclined towards helping others annoy and bully me EVEN THOUGH ITS BEEN FIVE YEARS  but sometimes he stands up for me against people like Jiajun and throws amazingly strong punches at them. -GASPS. MY HERO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weibin scolds me for not doing Math but then again, he hasn't done so for a really long time and I really need someone to do that, so *HINT. Please start screaming your ass off at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fun remembering the past with Weibin. The Secondary One and Two years where Mdm Wong taught us Math and when we were always exiled by her to stand at the enterance of the back door, where we'll always sit and gossip on the floor, the times when we bullied Mrs Ramesh; the many lessons we greeted her saying, "Good morning/afternoon Mrs Ramesh Santhi Krishnasamy" hahahaha ownagexzxz pleaseeee! And then when we made fun of the awfully cute Ms Mok and Mr Nge, plus the times when we made Mdm Wong treat us to Swensens/Seoul Garden. Then the really fun times during Secondary Three with Mr Loh and 3e8`o4. SEE! Weibin missed me so much he came back to school just for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, madness reigns when Weibin's around. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is one retarded entry because it was written for a retard. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116073291589159450?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116073291589159450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116073291589159450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116073291589159450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116073291589159450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-entrys-specially-for-mr-neo.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116064632235315014</id><published>2006-10-12T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:45:22.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOMEONE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE TELL ME WHY THE HELL EVERYONE ELSE ENDS LIKE THIS WEEK WHEN BOONLAYSECONDARYSCHOOL(WENLIZHONGXUE) ENDS LIKE ON THE TWENTY SOMETHING OF OCTOBER? BLOODY UNFAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-frowns. That pretty much got me into a really peeved mood. Why the hell does everyone end so early? Damnit. I'll rather stay home and do my own work. This intensive schedule hasn't been that good a deal anyway! I don't mean to sound arrogant but I certainly don't need English, Combined Humanities, Accounts and Science lessons! I'm pretty sure many would nod their heads in agreement. For English, there's nothing much for me to work on anymore. Its all there already. For Combined Humanities, I don't mean that my results are coolshit thus I don't need lessons, its just that I've NEVER paid full attention during CH(everyone knows why and I bet everyone doesn't listen too) and I've NEVER gone for remediation ever since it started in MARCH and I STILL get my As so why the hell the need for CH? As for Accounts and Science, its a totally different case. I don't intend to focus on these two subjects. Risky(playing with fire, as Eugene has always said), I know. But hell, there's really no way in the universe for me to pass them so what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Mathematics and Pure History, lessons do me a great deal but we can come back anytime for Math if we had no school and I've not been paying much attention to Pure History lessons this week. I don't know why but I haven't been able to focus. I know my History is deteriorating and I'm worried, really worried. But I think so long as I start studying(haven't been keeping to my schedule) I'll do fine. Then again, fine's not good enough, is it? I really really want an A1 for History and I don't think its outta my reach. Hell, I'll mug to death if I have to. I need study sessions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just you, for motivation. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its funny how we were the ones who requested for Night Study yet we've not been to a single one of the sessions. Queer eh. Its not that I'm doing this on purpose, its just that every single time, either something crops up or no one I know's going. So yes, might as well mug at home or head down to mug with the class at PM? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Really don't wanna fall in too deep right now. In fear of neglecting the ohsoimportant studies and also in fear of falling down hard, harder than anything else. But what just happened didn't really help. Oh hell no it didn't. In fact, it reconfirmed what I've always thought I felt and it made me fall in even deeper than I already am. Don't know what's really going on, don't know if this is two sided. Don't know what all of these whole thing we have going on means, don't know if I'm just thinking too much into it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And this, is called being in a total state of confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, patience's a virtue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116064632235315014?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116064632235315014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116064632235315014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116064632235315014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116064632235315014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/someone-please-please-please-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116058267845311394</id><published>2006-10-11T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T00:08:01.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Today was a really good day! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had school in the morning, History first and then Maths. I didn't stay long for Math since it was non-compulsory and I wasn't really in the mood anymore. So decided to meet up with Calvin at Plaza Singapura(zomg I hate that place) so headed down after Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late! Hahaha ohwell I wasn't the one who was so eager to leave the house! Yep then we sat around Starbucks(supposed to have coffee luh!), talked a bit and just stoned basically. Realised I had British Council class at night after Mom texted to remind me. Oh so I had like five hours to spare? Hahahaha Calvin used up all my phone's battery since I didn't charge it last night as I fell asleep! So we headed to Carrefour to check out the battery charger machine thingy and I quote, 'It was fun while it lasted'. Hahaha it was so retarded we were trying to figure out how the thing works for like, so damn long we stood there like idiots hahahaha. Yep then headed to Toastbox and ate. Then went back to get my battery and YAY I COULD USE MY PHONE AGAIN. Hahahaha I was so happy. Hahaha damn retarded I know. Yep then er we headed down to The Cathay and caught You, Me &amp;amp;Dupree. We got one ticket free cause the guy at the counter was his friend! Hahaha, 7$ for two tixs. Well done, please. Hahaha it wasn't that bad, the show. But it kinda got boring at the end. Too draggy for us. (: Then we walked around a little bit more and then off it was to British Council!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class was really fun cause we were all not in the mood to do work since it was the last lesson. We were yakking and just laughing away the whole time. Got everyone's numbers and MSNs too, so that's good, most probably might meet up for a gathering after Os. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I want to sleep/talk on the phone. Hahahaha whatever, this entry's crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116058267845311394?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116058267845311394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116058267845311394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116058267845311394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116058267845311394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-today-was-really-good-day-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116049649799774445</id><published>2006-10-10T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T00:08:18.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So last night, I mugged till 1:30am although I wanted to do so till 3am. Finally had to give in to the heavy eyelids after 2 hours worth of notes. Pretty pleased that I managed to do that bit of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GERALD! (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha don't think he'll see this but thank you for being such an annoying partner. Hahaha, for always stealing my pens, for the times when I drew on your arms, for when we ate food secretly in class, for when we bitched about certain people in class, for the laughter and annoyance you provided. (: Oh and please, stop talking to my stapler. Don't think it'll do you good mentally. Hahaha! Happy Sixteenth lah! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was pretty okay, but the timetable for today was rather funny. We had Math, then History, and then its recess, then POA(where I did History), then we had lunch break then it was Math then History again.&lt;br /&gt;Best thing is, I have History and Math extra lessons tomorrow(Marking Day). Honestly had planned on sleeping in until I realised we had History at 8 in the morning but Mrs Chan's being nice so she told us to come at 9am and we're ending at the same time too! Which means she's cutting away the first hour! How cool. (: Yep then Math from 10:30am to about 1pm I think.&lt;br /&gt;Might be meeting Cheong for coffee tomorrow too! (: Just maybe, nothing concrete as of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. After remedials today Mom came to pick me up and headed home. Showered and all then headed down to Grand Copthorne Waterfront Hotel where Kiak and Elaine are having their wedding banquet for food tasting with Elaine's parents, her uncle and auntie and Kuma. The food was really really really good. (: Saw the ballroom and all too, like the place rather much. Happy happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep then headed back home after yakking for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired. Haven't been getting loads of sleep recently and Mom's been boiling me all the cooling stuff(I don't like!) that she forces me to drink! Oh but I have barley today, that, I like :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prison Break's a really really good show. Mhmm! The O.C now!&lt;br /&gt;Not going to mug tonight. I'll save that for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really really want to do godamned well for Os. Good enough to secure a place in Tourism will make me a girl so bloody happy that I'll be able to fly. Aaah.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, WORK HARD JENNA NG JIEYING! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116049649799774445?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116049649799774445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116049649799774445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116049649799774445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116049649799774445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-last-night-i-mugged-till-130am.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116040766347747015</id><published>2006-10-09T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T23:17:43.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was pretty uneventful today, well except that Science as usual, bored the crap out of me.&lt;br /&gt;I got into a rather annoyed/frustrated/irritated/grouchy/grumpy mood towards the end of remedials. Whats new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep then went for prata with Weibin, Eugene, Joonkiat, Yiyong, Wanxiang &amp;Engheng. Burned a huge hole in my pocket cause it was my treat. ): Pratas are expensive when you have so many people eating so many okay! Almost cost me 15$. Imagine how many they ate. Ohmylord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Dad came to pick me and headed home. Showered, used the lappie for a bit and then headed down to Pioneer Mall's MacDonald's for mugging session with Jemaine, Grace, Engheng, Huimin, Wanxiang &amp;amp;Samuel. Wasn't really productive but at least I finally completed the first chapter of Malayan History notes. Oh and a few Math sums too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, bought yoghurt and apple dippers back home and also green tea to keep me awake; all for the next one to three hours of studying(I hope).&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm guess I wouldn't be sleeping that early tonight. Still have got to attempt the Tanglin Secondary History Elective paper and also complete the source based questions for the ACS(I) Malayan History paper. Hopefully I'll be able to complete at least another 2 chapters of notes. I'm lagging rather far behind in my own timetable and that's really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I should stop blogging right about now and head to my study table and get some work done!&lt;br /&gt;G'night y'alls. Sleep early(oh the irony)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116040766347747015?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116040766347747015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116040766347747015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116040766347747015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116040766347747015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/school-was-pretty-uneventful-today.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116032364320438060</id><published>2006-10-08T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T00:10:38.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't do as much as I hoped I would this afternoon and I'm pretty disappointed. Sigh should have just stayed home and mugged by myself. But at least I got Samuel to teach me the questions I didn't know how to do for Math. (:&lt;br /&gt;Saw quite a few friends around too, Weibin, Kenneth and Amelia, just to name a few. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm I'm watching Las Vegas now on Channel 5 and honestly, if I ever did get into Tourism and Resort Management, that would really be a nice place to get a job. I'll die for a job there please.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Josh Duhamel's so hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/1600/images100535_2004_Josh%20Duhamel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/images100535_2004_Josh%20Duhamel.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School again tomorrow. Roar.&lt;br /&gt;Oh shoot I just remembered that I need to hand in the Math I've been trying to complete(not done yet!).&lt;br /&gt;Shoot shoot shoot! Die!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Y'know, for the past two to three days, my MSN nick's personal message has been:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; I'm really afraid, afraid that I wouldn't be able to take the stress, to hold on, to stay strong, to keep faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And it meant a lot when Peidong said this, ''&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;you can, believe in yourself  =)&lt;/span&gt;''. I felt so warm after I saw it and it really meant a lot to me. I was so touched and it was just what I needed. Thanks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peedee&lt;/span&gt;, you've been such a great friend and it honestly felt good catching up with you earlier this afternoon although you were laughing at me the whole time and my choices of **********, the mIRC stuff and the 'press the button and they'll explode' thingy which really made me laugh like hell. I'm glad we're still able to crap like this at such random moments. Thanks for making my day! Lets both work hard for Os and tackle the shit out of it alright? HEARTS&lt;3. :D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116032364320438060?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116032364320438060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116032364320438060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116032364320438060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116032364320438060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/didnt-do-as-much-as-i-hoped-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116029309566557138</id><published>2006-10-08T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T15:38:15.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New layout, yet again. Hahaha bet this gets on Engheng's nerves like hell. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out to the library to meet Huimin, Wanxiang, Samuel and maybe Engheng for a study session. Hope it's productive cause I've wasted far too much time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, got to go get ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116029309566557138?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116029309566557138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116029309566557138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116029309566557138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116029309566557138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-layout-yet-again.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116021223479080340</id><published>2006-10-07T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T17:12:54.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I had plans to sleep early last night but I ended up doing some work and planning plus completing a novel.&lt;br /&gt;Then we had Pure History remedial early this morning in the AVA theatre. That was awfully good because the haze really is getting to me. The PSI(I think this is what its called, can't really remember) is horrifyingly high and unhealthy! Class was not that dreadry and tiresome with the help of facial wipes early in the morning. Thus I was able to stay awake and infact, I was pretty alert today and dilligently took notes! Suprise, surprise! I hope this is the slight hint that I'm beginning to be rid of my emoness that almost caused a breakdown. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Then got home and slept for a bit before Mom forced me up cause I said I'd be studying. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Her paper was so outstanding as compared to everyone else's. I was particularly impressed.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;morale boosting. (:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Not going to be revealing my sources. But that's one hell of a morale boost.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to study now. I did up a study plan last night! Hopefully I'll be able to stick to it and cram everything in before Os officially start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, off I go to complete 2002's Math papers, notes for Pure History chapter3 and Social Studies chapter2. Might be a little ambitious, seeing what time it already is. But I'll give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116021223479080340?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116021223479080340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116021223479080340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116021223479080340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116021223479080340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-had-plans-to-sleep-early-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116021151180099537</id><published>2006-10-07T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T16:59:56.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rock with me&lt;br /&gt;Walk with me&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me&lt;br /&gt;Comfort me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn to me&lt;br /&gt;Smile for a while with me&lt;br /&gt;Come, lets begin&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep coming back for more?&lt;br /&gt;Well what can I do, I feel everything for him.&lt;br /&gt;Every word he's said, is still ringing and lingering in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's like an addiction, an addiction I can't seem to put down.&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to each interaction with everything I've got.&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing is, he makes me happy though he's oblivious to it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a bit more, just that little bit more.&lt;br /&gt;And then, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116021151180099537?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116021151180099537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116021151180099537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116021151180099537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116021151180099537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/rock-with-me-walk-with-me-talk-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116013575106377344</id><published>2006-10-06T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T19:55:51.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellos!&lt;br /&gt;Badminton today was pretty alright, but I should have played better. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okay too, gave the class skull &amp;amp;pumpkin lollies with a note attached. Oh yeah I'm sorry if the stickyness of the paper got to you, I wrote on the wrong side of the post-its. ): Hahaha, how dumb, I know.&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, people were nice to me today hahaha cause I gave them lollies. (:&lt;br /&gt;4e9`o6. Beginning to really like the lot of them although they CAN get rather annoying at times. :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm I was still feeling pretty screwed up today, exams and all. Had Math for two hours today and somehow it was really energy draining. Nevertheless, I've recently been looking forward to Math periods so that I can practise my Math with Ms Sie's help and that's awfully cool cause I really wanna pass. I'm going to ask Mrs Mano for permission to go for her class during Accounts too. Hope it works out just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm Vivian just called and ask if I want to go for badminton tomorrow. Hahaha. We'll see how it goes. Hilda's wrist is still injured, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired. Sleepy, actually. Haven't had enough sleep these past two to three days. I've been staying up, reading novels and all. Hahaha, not exactly the things I ought to allow to keep me awake till such hours. Should be studying instead, shouldn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright lah, I don't know what else to write about so bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116013575106377344?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116013575106377344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116013575106377344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116013575106377344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116013575106377344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/hellos-badminton-today-was-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-116005847936313234</id><published>2006-10-05T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T22:27:59.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a rather productive day!&lt;br /&gt;I had one and a half hours of Accounts during which I did Math and then another one and a half hour of Math so that totaled up to 3 full hours of Math! Then it was recess and then Combined Humanities. Mr Wong was missing-in-action so Ms Stella Wee(some new teacher) took over. We did group work and some of them presented and all, for Social Studies. I must say, it did make me know more about the Good Governance chapter which I previously had no idea about because I've yet to read it although its been taught long ago. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah then we had lunch break, didn't eat but watched the boys play soccer and caught some parts of it on my phone. They were damn hilarious, kept fooling around lah, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep then we headed back to class for English remedial but Ms Yap only came half an hour later! She was so late please! Hahaha she claims she didn't know we had remedial. So anyways, didn't do much and then had History remedial for an hour and a half.&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty emo and upset because of certain things plus the heavy workload is really getting to me. Its damn overwhelming, FOUR school prelim papers to complete; Nanyang, Tanglin, ACS(I) and some other school. And that's not all, I have to do mind maps and all to revise for the Os. The weight of the pressure is really coming down real hard and I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to cope. Its as if I'm slowly breaking down inside. Not that I want to, that's the least thing that I would want to happen right now. I really want to hold and stay strong. Gotta have faith, gotta have faith.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow till 12:40pm. Then remedials, but I think I won't be attending them. Going for badminton at JE with the boys and Hilda. Its been really long since I last played, hope I don't suck too much or get thrashed too badly. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, much as the thought of having the chance to play badminton is thrilling, I've got to get back to studying and completing work. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-116005847936313234?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/116005847936313234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=116005847936313234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116005847936313234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/116005847936313234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-was-rather-productive-day-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115997725939630709</id><published>2006-10-04T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T23:57:17.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOS!&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten back all of my results(I think)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;English B3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I got only 23/30 for the essay and 20/30 for situational writing, which is rather poor. I can never seem to get above 24 for essays so I'm going to try and find out how in the world I can do so and then do that for Os. But Ms Yap said she's rather strict and said I might be able to get 26 or 27 with what I write for Os, so that's rather reassuring. I think the comprehension section for English slaughtered me like, the most badly. I only scored 29/50 which really is crap, seeing how that's only like 4 marks above the passing mark. I'm glad I scored for vocabulary and summary(omg first time please hahaha) but I really need to do well for the answering of questions. Mhmm, more practise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mathematics D7&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I tell you okay, I'm damn bloody sad. When we first got back our papers and I tabulated my scores, I actually got 49.3/100 and Ms Sie said that the computer would round it up to a pass which is obviously 50. I got 43/80 for paper1 and 45/100 for paper2. And then we went through part of the paper and there was this question, in which my final answer was different from the teacher's and yet I got a full 2 marks for it. So I was comtemplating whether or not to tell Ms Sie that I was given extra marks because I knew that if I did, then that would mean I would fail Math! But I knew I wouldn't be able to live with myself so I told Ms Sie and she took away 1 mark and let me have the other 1 mark for method. DAMN SAD OKAY. ): Oh yeah Mr Lee told the rest of the class our grades and like everyone was so damn shocked I passed Math(just like Chinese hawhaw), only to get to know that I ended up failing by 1 mark. SIGH. Okay but truthfully, I am pretty pleased that I almost passed because now that means I might get a B for Os which means I can pass Math for Os, as said by Ms Sie and Mrs Mano. I honestly expected myself to do much much worse, like maybe a F9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pure History B3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Don't even start. I'm already really upset that I scored so badly but that's probably because although I did revise, I didn't revise sufficiently and Modern World killed my ass as usual. But this month, I'll focus more on Modern World than Malaya and hopefully manage to get an A, be it A2 or A1. Malaya wasn't that well done either though, only 37/50. Don't know where I went wrong, I'll have to go through my papers again. Oh but at least I did better there than Modern World where I only got 30/50. Time to work harder. Much much harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Combined Humanities A2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;No A1 again, but at least my scores are a little more stable than Pure History. I want to focus more on Geography Elective and try to understand how I can score higher. Its my Geography that's pulling me down(32.5/50), so that has got to stop. Social Studies(39/50) has been good but thats only because I always know what specific topics to study on and that wouldn't happen for Os so I really need to know all my stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chinese B4&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Hahaha this was the mid year O Level paper result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;POA F9&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Accounts, 'nuff said. OH BUT I SCORED LIKE, 11/70 for paper2, owning some asses and also 11/30 for paper1. Hahaha, hello, I'm the kid that decided to drop out and you guys are doing worse? Whats wrong with you, STUDY HARDER PLEASE. But yeah, mostly pure luck. What a arrogant bitch right. -slaps self. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Science F9&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;What more is there to say. I can't do science for nuts, period. I didn't even bother remembering/writing down how much I got for the papers. The scores barely registered but I know I passed Physics practical and I'm pretty pleased. Hahaha. Okay I can't do Science still. But I suddenly have this urge to pass science. Mhm, maybe I'll give it a shot. Ng Engheng, tutor me pleaseeeeeeeeeee I think you're very god like. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R2B2; 19pts [OMFG YAY BUT I NEED TO DO BETTER!]&lt;br /&gt;L1R5; 28pts [LMAO?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep that's all there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had British Council earlier on, it'll be the last lesson next week. Yay hahahaha class bores the shit out of me every single time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay its late day tomorrow! Hahaha but the intensive post-prelims schedule also starts tomorrow and I only end school at 5:10pm so that'll probably kill me. Then off to dinner at Sembawang with loved ones! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm really sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Gnights. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115997725939630709?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115997725939630709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115997725939630709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115997725939630709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115997725939630709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/hellos-ive-gotten-back-all-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115988959402690117</id><published>2006-10-03T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T23:46:10.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, I'm here to finally update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lessons resumed yesterday and somehow, I was in a really really really cheerful mood. Don't ask why, 'cuz I've no idea either. (: I just kept smiling and laughing in school yesterday, so much so that it felt weird. Yeah, its not as if I did extremely well for my papers and all so to catch me laughing like a mad hyena must have been quizzical especially since I failed science like crap. But that's nothing new(I've been having this sudden urge to do well/pass science, I don't know why), is it. Mhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post up my results when I get them and I'll talk all about them in that entry but since I have yet to collect all of the results, I'll do that when I have. Lets just say that it hasn't been that good for some but some others, I am pretty happy with myself although as usual, I know I can do better. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, back to Monday. So the first half of the day was spent going through answers and having PE which was so inappropriate since most of us were dreading PE and it just seemed like the period could have been used a little more wisely. So anyways, then we had recess and all, the canteen was pretty empty what with all the secondary 1s to 3s having their End Of Year Examinations. I'm really glad I'm going to be out of here soon, because really, having the same selection of food for almost five whole bleeding years can bore a person. Right, going back. Then after school we had a briefing on Graduation Night, or better known as Prom. The theme for our school's prom this year is Masquerade. That means we'll all be donning masks and all that, thing is, its kinda weird and retarded. Just think about it, and you might understand. But yes, its pretty fine otherwise since the prom's going to be held at Swissotel although we had initially voted for Hyatt(damnit I still can't get over that).&lt;br /&gt;Yes then there was Pure History remedial which bored the crap out of me, surprisingly. I was falling asleep and having Huimin falling asleep too, didn't help. Mrs Chan caught me with my eyes shut once and asked if I wasn't feeling well. Hah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes then there were plans to meet Syafiqah! That cow was so bleeding late, I headed down to Jurong Point to meet her instead! That Shark has like a lot of guts please. Hahaha. So we headed down to town and all. It was fun, catching up and the constant teasing just like the old times made me one very happy girl. On the way down, I was texting Mr Cheong and guess what. Hahahaha bloody coincidental, I swear. I had just replied a text and sent it over to him when who else but Calvin Cheong entered the train. Hahahahaha! I didn't call his name out or anything cause he was facing the other side plus he was kind of a distance away so I texted him saying, 'I think we're in the same train. Hahaha.' That boy didn't even look around to check so I didn't really do much but when we alighted at Raffles, boarded the opposite train with him and said hi and all. Hahaha. Damn funny cuz he was like, 'Hey its you!' when I called his name. Like what the hell luh. Hahaha. Yeah then he alighted at Dhoby Ghaut with his friends and Shark and I continued down to Somerset. I ate at Village(the new Marche-like outlet thingy? bleeding similar, okay). I still prefer MARCHE! Anyways, gossipped, giggled, talked and basically just caught up with each other. Then we roamed about and honestly, I forgot what else we did but I know we had a lot of fun. The minute details would probably bore y'all to death so I'll just let a few of the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/1600/DSCN0757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/DSCN0757.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These were back at Jurong Point at night. Say Hi to the retard. (:&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/945/380/1600/DSCN0752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/DSCN0752.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahaha it was so hard taking photos cause we were sitting opposite each other.&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/945/380/1600/DSCN0771.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/DSCN0771.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But yes, we finally got it right. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep then Dad picked me up and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah Dad left for Vietnam(wtf there of all places) for a business trip this afternoon. So much less stressful, please thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh so classes again today. Today's timetable was differed a little due to the guest speakers who came to talk to us in the late morning. Thus recess got pushed forward to 10:40am instead of 11:10am and we headed up to the hall for the talk. Ms Wang Lisa came back down to Boon Lay(she was a teacher in our school two and a half years back) to talk to us about post secondary education(she's now with MOE) and all. There was also a lecturer from Singapore Polytechnic, a math lecturer from Jurong Junior College(along with Johnson and gang) and a liason manager from Ngee Ann Polytechnic. Together with Ngee Ann Polytechnic was also their student ambassadors and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="www.pseudopath.org"&gt;Adam&lt;/a&gt; was one of them! I was pretty surprised at seeing him so I told Miaoying and so we talked to him a little, got brouchures and all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nanyang Polytechnic, Temasek Polytehnic and Innova Junior College also set up booths there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was a pretty useful assembly cause most of us now have the answers to our queries and the brouchures sure helped a lot. I took all I could for Business school but that wasn't much. Pretty much have set my targets on certain courses and I no longer am considering Millenia Institute.&lt;br /&gt;After everything, Miaoying and I headed down to the General Office. Wanted to talk to Ms Ho but she was with a teacher, so ended up talking to Mrs Mano instead. She was so hilarious and she said some quite sensible things too and so that was another good thing that happened. Then we had to go back up for Chemistry remedial(two bleeding hours, mind you) and I slept throughout, without getting scolded at all! Oh my. I was so surprised but glad too. Much as I suddenly want to pass Science, I seriously don't understand a thing so paying attention wouldn't help much, would it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep then Mom came to pick me up and went home for dinner. Then we went to Jurong Point to catch 'Rob-b-Hood'. The show was fantastic. Jackie Chan's shows never disappoint. They always are so damn good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/1600/BB_main_poster-200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/BB_main_poster-200.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its a total must watch. A mixture of hilarious, heart wrenching, touching and happy scenes.&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/945/380/1600/BB_lineup_650.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/BB_lineup_650.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The acting crew.&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/945/380/1600/BB_album_1-th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/BB_album_1-th.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;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/945/380/1600/BB_Matthew_montage_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/BB_Matthew_montage_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Matthew's really really really really adorable! You'll totally agree with me after watching the show. Seriously a must watch! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Night study's started but I don't think there are many who have been going. I haven't gone for these two days, will see who's going and maybe join them for a few nights. It all depends. (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Mrs Mano changed the timetable for us. So now the post-prelims schedule is out and from Thursday onwards, we'll be doing intensive studying. Instead of almost five to six subjects a day, it'll be only three a day. Which means like, two hours of Math each time which is really good. But that also means more time for Accounts which will totally kill me and Science too. There's only 5 hours worth of Pure History from now till Os and that's really disappointing because I really want to do well for that. I guess it's all up to me then. Remedials have kinda changed too but its still the same hectic schedule. Ohwell, it'll have to do. I'll have to pull my socks up, hold on, persevere and continue having determination till 20th November is here. I'll be a really happy girl then. I know my hard work and efforts will pay off, so I'm going to work hard and start being dilligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, its been a really long and draggy entry. Time for bed, need to wake up early and battle the day out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've been such a joy to have around and my mood never fails to brighten everytime we talk. I honestly do hope this goes on, or maybe if things can go up to the next level, it wouldn't hurt. Things haven't been moving that quickly and sometimes I really do wonder if all that I'm doing is worth it. But still, thank you for having been such a heaven sent.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't ask for someone else, I wouldn't ask for more, because you're all that I ever wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115988959402690117?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115988959402690117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115988959402690117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115988959402690117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115988959402690117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/alright-im-here-to-finally-update.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115986930238763163</id><published>2006-10-03T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T17:55:02.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellos y'alls.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things for me to update about that I just can't find sufficient time to blog! I'll do so tonight though!&lt;br /&gt;Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115986930238763163?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115986930238763163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115986930238763163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115986930238763163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115986930238763163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/hellos-yalls.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115971262454556411</id><published>2006-10-01T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T22:23:44.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wasted the whole day at home. Whats new, eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yep, I can't wait to collect my horrifying results tomorrow(right).&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'm looking forward to is meeting Shark after school! She's coming to school to meet me and then we're heading down to town! Most probably gon just chill and catch up. We've both been yearning to head down to town and since that darling's on her holidays now, it's a good chance to meet up! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, CSI Supreme Sunday now. Mhmm then I'm gon pack my stuff and head to bed. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I'M SO UPSET CUZ 'MY NAME IS EARL' HAS FINISHED. THAT MEANS, I DIDN'T GET TO WATCH IT LAST NIGHT. THE LAST EPISODE WAS LAST WEEK WHICH I MISSED! ):&lt;br /&gt;Roar and I thought Eugene might have been wrong. I was so disappointed when I saw something else starting on telly last night. Grrr.&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/9405161-115971262454556411?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115971262454556411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115971262454556411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115971262454556411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115971262454556411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/10/wasted-whole-day-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115962060968873077</id><published>2006-09-30T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T20:50:10.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from dinner at the nasi lemak near NUS. I'm feeling extremeeely bloated!&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole day rotting away at home, shuffling between the telly and the lappie.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bloody bored I could rip apart the phone directories which are ohsothickkk. Okay that was just some random shit.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, if I'm going to stay home again tomorrow I think I might turn into a physcopath or something.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get out of here tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh! Allowance later on. Ehehehehehe don't you just love start of the month-s? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm 'My Name Is Earl' in about an hour twenty minutes time. Hooray! I missed last week's episode so I'm in a rather desperate need for the therapy the show brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fck there's this beetle like thingy flying around the room. Fckfckfck go away!&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit I HATE FLYING INSECTS. UGH.&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/9405161-115962060968873077?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115962060968873077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115962060968873077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115962060968873077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115962060968873077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-got-back-from-dinner-at-nasi.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115953954905789319</id><published>2006-09-29T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T22:19:09.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;Today's entry deserves a big big big big grin!&lt;br /&gt;So there you go, :D !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha think its rather obvious why I'm so happy!&lt;br /&gt;Yesyes, I got my new phone!&lt;br /&gt;Not like I got a N73 but still, new phone=joyjoyjoy! (: Hahaha crazy thing. So yes, got the N6131 and so far it's been treating me fineeeee. Oh, absolutely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to meet Dorris Ng(oh my, what if we're long distance relatives!) to catch up and all but the poor girl's sick! So last night I decided to be a nice friend and tell her that she should rest instead of meeting me(well, I just appeared so sweet, I was actually trying to protect my own well being! I didn't wanna get sick too cause of the exams and all.  HAHAHHA NO LAH I REALLY DIDN'T WANT HER TO HEAD OUT EVEN THOUGH SHE'S SICK!) So yes, didn't meet! ): I was looking forward to it alright! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sleeping in the car during the journey to dinner and the journey back home from dinner last night, I finally succumbed to my weak self and went to bed at 8pm when I reached home! Wow. Damn early alright. Then I only woke up at like, 12pm this afternoon! That's like bleeding sixteen hours worth of sleep! Well, I've got my excuses ohkay! Its called catching up on much needed sleep that was lacking due to the late nights spent studying for Prelims! Yes, that's what it is. (HARHARHAR SELF DENIAL. WHAT A PIG.)&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I WAS SO EXHAUSTED THAT FATIGUE SIMPLY DEVOURED ME. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, woke up late and then received a text from Mom asking me to call her when I'm up. So I called and ended up meeting her at Jurong East for lunch. Then we headed down to West Mall to get my phone! (:&lt;br /&gt;Yepyep! Then headed back to Jurong East, bought groceries and such and then saw this shop-cart thingy and asked how much I could get for my phone. Then headed back home, had dinner and then went back down to Jurong East to sell the phone with the charger, earpiece and everything else that was in the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, the guy was damn cute. Hot hot hotttt! Hahahaha we kinda talked and he asked for my number! HARHAHRHARHAHHAR IF YOU BELIEVED THAT BULL OF MINE, YOU HONESTLY ARE NAIVE (like Miaoying. Shhh I didn't say that)! I had to give him my contact number, address and IC number for like the invoice shit, dumb. (:&lt;br /&gt;HOTHOTHOTTTT! -sizzles. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I'm a happy girl with a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;Good bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115953954905789319?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115953954905789319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115953954905789319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115953954905789319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115953954905789319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-todays-entry-deserves-big-big.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115943968237864368</id><published>2006-09-28T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T18:43:41.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, so like I mentioned, PRELIMS ARE OVER! That makes me one very very very happy girl!&lt;br /&gt;Have been rather relaxed these few days, well I think I deserve a short little break at least. The stress the prelims caused almost made me drop dead on the floor. Hahaha okay that's like damn drama but what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, although the prelims are over, that means we're going to get back our results soon and I surely hope they don't suck like shit, because I can't afford to do badly for math. It will only reflect on how much more work I'll need to put in, if I wanna pass for Os. So yep, I hope my prelims grades are cool shite then I can wave them infront of the moron who thinks no one is good enough to match up to him. Wave them in his fcking face and show him then that he thought wrong when he looked down on me and said I'll never make it. Show it to him and laugh in his fcked up face. That's the way. Hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most scary thing right now, is that the Os are getting nearer and nearer. It feels so much like a giant monster that's going to eat all of us up. But hardwork will prevent that and I surely hope I don't get eaten up. One more month to the conquering of the examination papers. One more month to prove to the old professors at Cambridge that I'm worthy of As. One more month worth of slogging hard like a geek. One more month to the Singapore-Cambridge General Certificate of Education (Ordinary Level) Examination. And when 2nd November 2006's here, that leaves 18days to battle it out with the examination papers and then I'm free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free from all of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you know what? I can't bloody wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115943968237864368?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115943968237864368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115943968237864368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115943968237864368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115943968237864368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/yes-so-like-i-mentioned-prelims-are.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115943866538841995</id><published>2006-09-28T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T18:17:45.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;PRELIMS ARE OFFICIALLY OVER! WHOOOOOOPPEEEEEE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then soon its living the nightmare of my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes this is such a big fcking deal that it deserves an entire entry all by itself! (: NO MORE PRELIMS! Yay!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115943866538841995?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115943866538841995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115943866538841995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115943866538841995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115943866538841995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/prelims-are-officially-over.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115941756739728188</id><published>2006-09-28T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T18:45:58.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like whining really badly right now. There are a few reasons for that sudden mood right now. Firstly, although I have like 40bucks left in my wallet, I'm feeling pretty broke. Well, you would too if you spend as much as I do and only have forty freaking dollars left for the week. Secondly, there are no bleeding movies left to catch(caught the really good John Tucker Must Die on Monday with Vivian and Singapore Dreaming which sucked ass yesterday with Miaoying and Euson), other than Miami Vice which I think I will either have to watch alone or not watch at all, because everyone is so bloody young. Never mind, I'll get a date for Miami Vice somehow. I been hearing really good reviews about it. So yes, die die also have to catch that. Thirdly, I'm going to get a phone by this week, hopefully. And I'm still rather undecided on what phone to get. And I'm soooo pissed that my Sony Ericsson phone might not be of much value simply because its from Australia and lacks some official shit. Whatever luh. Got the phone from Elaine the other time, since Vivian lost my N6230(it was sooo good lah!). So anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I've kind of narrowed things down to a few phones.&lt;br /&gt;I want to change back to a Nokia phone because they're so bloody user friendly! See, I've been doing my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/1600/nokia-6125_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/nokia-6125_00.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this Nokia 6125 but the ratings aren't as good as the Nokia 6131(see below) which seems to be much more popular. But this is smaller and I think, a little less bulky than N6131.&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/945/380/1600/n6131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/n6131.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nokia 6131. I think its really cool-looking cause of the black and all. The matt texture does the looks justice too. (: But the keypad isn't as good as it can get, its rather hard to press and all. Maybe its because my SE is really easy to press. Mhmm. I would say this phone is my top choice, due to price, design and just general usage wise.&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/945/380/1600/n73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/n73.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;N73. I SWEAR THIS IS SO HOTTTT. Its all's Calvin Cheong's fault. I was asking him which phone is hot these days and he told me to go check this out too and like, omfg damn hot damn hot! The price is also rather hot too, so if anyone would be nice and sponsor me $200+, I'll be more than glad to get this phone.&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/945/380/1600/n73black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/n73black.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black version. Damn HOT RIGHT!&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/945/380/1600/lg%20choc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/lg%20choc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was considering this too, its only $500+ without plan and whatnot, surprisingly. Checked out the review and so it seems that it isn't as practical and user friendly as I hoped. Well, the design scores a lot of points but hell, its the usage that matters most, doesn't it. It doesn't even have radio and the gallery doesn't have thumbnails and its all listings and you need to get back to the list to go to the next picture, so that kinda turned me off. But honestly, how much cooler can a mobile phone get. Damn hot too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohkay, I've got to get my ass outta here and check out how bleeding little I can get for this pathetic SE K608i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/WINDOWS/TEMP/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/WINDOWS/TEMP/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/1600/sonyericsson-k608-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/sonyericsson-k608-00.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyone interested in buying? Hahaha, its not in perfect condition, but yeah, the phone isn't faulty. Just the expected scratches and all that on the cover. Somehow they don't sell it here in Singapore. Its really not that bad, its just that I wanted a downgrade or you could call it a change. Oh yes, its 3G too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh okay, so yesterday I headed out to Jurong Point to chill with Vivian and Malvin. We sat at Coffee Bean(caramel iceblended!) and gossiped and bitched. Hahaha damn fun ohkay. Yep then Malvin and Vivian went off, while I went to meet Miaoying and Euson. Headed down to Plaza Singapura, had lunch(one and only meal of the day, wow) and then caught Singapore Dreaming which sucked like hell. Seriously, the plot was crap and it basically just told you how Singapore life is like. Don't expect it to be as good as Jack Neo's films cause honestly, its far from near. And the fact that there were inconsiderate baboons in the cinemas, (otherwise also known as the ever infamous tWiItSxZz with their bOiifWeNxZs, who were yakking on the phone for damn long and damn loudly, TWO OF THEM(!) and when asked to 'SHHHHHH!', they bitched), didn't help at all. At the risk of sounding like a lowlife Hokkien speaking ahlian myself, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ni nabei chao cb, sibei char lar kua movie mai gong tian wei lar ai gong tian wei jiu mai kua movie, li laopeh laobu bo kar li siboh, kar ki in the wrong, still kaopeh kaobu. Ai tio pak si boh?! &lt;/span&gt;I'm so sorry. I just had to do that, although my Hokkien sucks(I'm Teochew but my Teochew isn't any better hawhawhaw) They just really annoyed the shit out of me and almost brought the ahlian in me out when one of the guys even had the cheek to complain to his friends that the person behind(ME) kept 'shhhh-ing' at them during the show. Bloody shit. I was prepared to call down my whole fcking gang already. Right, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;machiam&lt;/span&gt; got gang.&lt;br /&gt;That adds another point down as to why I hate going to Plaza Singapura so much. Lowlife ahbengs and ahlians who are such a bloody disgrace to society. Why do we even have to live amongst these animals? They should be wiped off the entire face of the universe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115941756739728188?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115941756739728188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115941756739728188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115941756739728188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115941756739728188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-feel-like-whining-really-badly-right.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115928195702180866</id><published>2006-09-26T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T22:45:57.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellos!&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from playing pool at Arena with Hilda, Vivian and Malvin. Getting thrashed, more like it. I suck like hell, and they all know it. Hahaha and they never fail to constantly remind me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bloody bored. I don't have papers tomorrow so there's no school for me whereas everyone else's having exams. I don't know what the hell I'll be up to, but I sure don't hope to be stoning at home.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's got their stuff to do, their friends to be with and their life to live out. That leaves me with just, myself.&lt;br /&gt;OHWELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Life's getting to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115928195702180866?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115928195702180866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115928195702180866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115928195702180866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115928195702180866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/hellos-just-got-back-from-playing-pool.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115926050165689090</id><published>2006-09-26T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T17:22:34.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For Jordus. 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Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Just came home from Accounts Paper2 in the morning and Geography Elective in the afternoon. Accounts saw me sleeping and getting awaken rudely by Mdm Loo and she refused to let us sleep! ROAR! What else am I supposed to do, stare blankly in the air till I go insane? There's nothing in my paper to check cause I didn't know shit!&lt;br /&gt;Geography was pretty okay, I'm hoping for an A1 but considering how I feel I did, I think that's stretching a little too far. Perhaps a B3 or hopefully even a A2! (:&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna screw up, cuz I wanna maintain my A1 for Combined Humanities since apparently I already got a A1 for SS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaydoks, might head out to Jurong Point and just chill a little since all the stress's gone now that Geog's over. I'm really happy cause all the subjects that I focus on are over! I'm only left with Science MCQ on Thursday! Plus, the very fact that there's no school tomorrow and on Friday for me doesn't hurt the least bit! :D YAY NO SCHOOL FOR TWO DAYS! HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER!&lt;br /&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/9405161-115926050165689090?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115926050165689090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115926050165689090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115926050165689090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115926050165689090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/for-jordus.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115918190955791331</id><published>2006-09-25T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T19:03:04.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm damn upset.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I never seem to be able to understand Modern World History. Okay, no, its not that I don't understand, its just that whenever it comes to Modern World, I never seem to be able to get the information crammed inside my head and retain them, unlike how I'm able to for Malayan History. Maybe its because Modern World history involves many other parties and is not restricted to one area only. But really, I detest studying for Modern World history a whole lot and I haven't been able to do well for the paper 2 components. I need to overcome this mental barrier of telling myself its so darn hard(actually it is) so that I'll be able to start bucking up. There are so many things involved for Modern World and it seems impossible to know them all and clearly understand/remember the important points, treaties, policies, reasons, failures, successes, yada yada yada yadahhhh. I did like crap for the paper just now and failing is of high possiblity. Y'know like how we do probability for Math? Well this is like, P(failing History Paper2)=9/10, thankyouverymuch.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a disappointment to myself, not to mention Mrs Chan. OHWELL.&lt;br /&gt;I'll strive harder for Os. I PROMISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I just received a damn lame phone call from TIMMY.&lt;br /&gt;But I shall not elaborate. Trust them to be so silly. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaydoks, gotta go revise for Geography Elective so that it wouldn't pull my Social Studies marks down. Apparenty I got 36 or 37/50 for SS. Not a lot and not good enough for myself, but I think I should be satisfied. Although I'll work harder. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115918190955791331?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115918190955791331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115918190955791331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115918190955791331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115918190955791331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-damn-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115910451659996277</id><published>2006-09-24T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T21:30:32.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mhmm I've been trying my best to tone down on my fiery temper and yet some people still manage to get to me time and time again. Ohwell, I'm doing all I can to control my being angry all the time and its doing pretty well, 'cept these few instances when people just don't know how to draw the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lets just stop talking about how angry I've been made and talk about other things like how I still am not studying. Hahaha, not any better right. Bet that's like another dreadful subject but hey, if you're reading this you either hate me or love me so whatever, you're reading and I'm writing, I didn't force you to read. (: You did it willingly, so too bad for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Idol's on now so I'm just writing this while bustling from here to the telly during advertisement time!&lt;br /&gt;VOTE FOR JONATHAN LEONG! (: I like, I like, I like! EHEHEHEHE VOTE JON LEONG!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha okay I'm not some crazy groupie but I support JON LEONG so if you're reading this you should too!&lt;br /&gt;(I support but I'm not voting. I think voting's silly so its kinda ironic, isn't it. Hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighttttt.&lt;br /&gt;So I couldn't get the things I needed to know for my History Paper2 which is on tomorrow at home just now. I almost killed myself trying to remember the points and events. As such I shuffled from the desk, the bed, the computer and even the phone where I texted Kenny and found out that he, Jacky and Qingyong were at the library. So I headed down to join them only to see a whole crowd of people there! So apparently just before I came, Zikun, Yongkeong, Kiathow, CCY, Minghui and one other guy saw them and just sat there! I was a little overwhelmed. Hahahaha I actually knew they were heading out to study but who knew they'd be at the library too(zomg! Hahaha I should stop that before Calvin starts labelling me as a twit. He says I shouldn't say that. Hahahaha tWiItSxZ rU|3xZs!) ZOMG. HAHAHHA. Okay he kinda agreed that there was some kinda stuff added into my food, thus turning me into the lunatic I am now.&lt;br /&gt;Ohkay sorry for the sidetracking. Must be crazy shuffling here and there huh, trying to collect my thoughts. Hahaha okay enough of okay-s and hahaha-s. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Yep then the teasing started, but what's new. Time to get used to it already. Mhmm. (:&lt;br /&gt;Headed back home after a while(yes I didn't get to study there either 'cuz they were so bloody distracting and noisy! Lmao!) and talked to CHEONG MING JIAN on the phone whilst on the way back. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;I think I have an obsession with talking on the phone. PHONE CALLS PHONE CALLS PHONE CALLS! EHEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay siao.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye, time to eat some medicine to keep myself a tad bit stable :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT THE LINES ARE OPEN. VOTE FOR JON LEONG OR GET SMACKED!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O CSI'S STARTED! HAHAHA ONE SHOW AFTER ANOTHER. HOW TO STUDY!!!!?&lt;br /&gt;Might be burning midnight oil(a lot a lot a lot of oil) later on after 12am CUZ I HAVEN'T STUDIED! ZOMG! :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115910451659996277?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115910451659996277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115910451659996277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115910451659996277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115910451659996277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/mhmm-ive-been-trying-my-best-to-tone.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115908046891159721</id><published>2006-09-24T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T14:47:48.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What in the fucking world is the deal with y'all.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I have tips for exams/tests, I would share them with you guys. Never ever have I intentionally hidden them from y'all. When I tell you guys whats going to come up for the tests, you don't even mutter a word of thanks. Fine, one or two of you do. So where the hell's the gratitude I deserve? And not once has my hints and tips been far from what came out, no? And then when I seriously don't know what's going to come out for a certain paper and I say that I don't when you guys ask, I get screamed, cursed, sworn and yelled at and attitude comes in bucketfuls. And then you claim I'm just being some selfish bitch who doesn't wanna share. I don't fucking know, so how the fuck am I gonna share? How about I'll tell you some random chapters the next fucking time just to prevent getting screamed at? Would you like knowing some random chapter and then not having it come out for the paper? I'm sure that would make you fucking delighted, won't it. And when I tell you the things I know, and when they're a little off mark, you scream at me and say I was wrong and told y'all the wrong things. FOR FUCK'S SAKE, I'M NOT THE SETTER OF THE PAPER AM I? SO HOW THE FUCK WOULD I KNOW EXACTLY WHATS GOING TO COME OUT?! What the fuck is your bloody problem? Stop depending on me like I'm your mother because I'm not. Perhaps paying that tiny bit of attention in class would do you a lot of good, BECAUSE HOW ELSE DYU THINK I KNOW WHATS COMING OUT? I FUCKING LISTEN, THATS WHY. AND I FUCKING NOTE THEM DOWN. So stop giving me all your shit. I've had enough with being treated like shit. Once more and you're getting it from me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to name y'all, but Koh Yi Yong, this is a fucking reminder. Don't even start trying. First it was the pens and then it was the Social Studies shit. Enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I had initially wanted to blog about something happy but some people just like striving on making others pissed and miserable, so fuck the happy entries.&lt;br /&gt;_|_ the whole fucking world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115908046891159721?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115908046891159721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115908046891159721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115908046891159721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115908046891159721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-in-fucking-world-is-deal-with.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115900154853798886</id><published>2006-09-23T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T16:59:16.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ADVERTORIAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Looking for unique pieces of jewellery such as earrings at extremely affordable prices? 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(:&lt;br /&gt;I ought to be studying right now, as usual, but once again, as usual, I'm at the laptop, yakking away with random people who crack me up like hell. I went into my room for a bit earlier on with the intention to study, but the feeling was simply too dreadful so I ended up finishing another one of the A Body Of Evidence by Christopher Golden books. Its really good. And gross. Hahaha but I like it, very much like CSI so that's a whole load of self indulgence, 'innit? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have got dinner later on with Elaine and Kiak. Maybe Mei Sie too, I think. Not sure. Going for Western at Toa Payoh again. The food there's really good and cheap. (: I'm beginning to like these family days, apart from when Ms Key Elaine is grouchy, grumpy and pmsy. Hahaha. Shh I didn't say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time to head outta here and go devour my texts. (:&lt;br /&gt;Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115899755348363131?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115899755348363131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115899755348363131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115899755348363131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115899755348363131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-yalls.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115890177309083190</id><published>2006-09-22T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T13:13:11.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohkay so I just got home from school.&lt;br /&gt;I only had Social Studies paper today since I'm not retaking Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Walked over from my place to Euson's which is like what, 2 minutes away? Lol. Waited for Miaoying and Euson to get ready and then we cabbed to Miaoying's place for her to change into her school uniform since she stayed over last night at Euson's. Then we brisk walked to school while rereading the text 'cuz we were running late. Got to school at about 9:40am and hurried through breakfast. Then went up for the paper.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda had everything I had to know pretty much crammed into my brain so I just let everything spill when it came to writing the essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering how our normal Social Studies papers have been for common tests, this was one that was rather tough, although I studied. It was doable, sure. But the sourcebased portion of the paper was not contextualised stuff-even though that meant that it was kinda good since all the answers are there, all we needed to do was cross reference the stuff, the sources given were rather heavy and I had my thoughts kinda jumbled up here and there. I think I might even have confused myself a little with the question on similarity. Oh and it was about the recent Hazbollah/Lebonan-Israel conflict that I didn't really bother reading about previously. Lucky for us, Ms Tan did a mini write up on the thing in general so that gave us a pretty clear idea on what the heck's going on.&lt;br /&gt;I did the structured essay question on Merger/Separation as usual, my specialty if you wanted to put things that way. Hahaha and I knew that if they did have a question on that, it would NOT be phrased simply cause the topic's rather easy to comprehend so that's exactly what the shit happened. I almost screwed myself up. I had little idea on what the part(b) question needed us to answer on initially but somehow someone up there blessed me with enlightenment just as I was about to rush through that essay.&lt;br /&gt;I had insufficient time, probably because I spent quite a lot of time on the source based questions, over an hour, infact so that left me with around twenty to twenty five minutes to complete two bloody essays. The first essay was rather simple and I wrote over one and a half pages but the second one killed me. Although I wrote a full page, it was mostly really huge and untidy handwriting because I was rushing like hell(I still didn't complete my paper when Ms Yap told us to stop writing but I managed to squeeze in the last few words) and my thoughts were not organised. Not the least bit! Everything that I knew just came spilling out. Lol, hope the teachers have fun marking my script. Hahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that was a pretty long paragraph on the Social Studies paper. Well at least it summed up what I feel. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The English Paper2 yesterday left me feeling rather uneasy and empty because y'know how its prelims and all and the papers are expected to be really tough? Well, lets just say most of us thought it was okay, and maybe even kinda easy. But that's the problem! When you have an easy paper, you get like really simple answers, nothing complicated so it makes you fearful of whether what you've wrote is right or not, since the answers seem too bloody simple! Damn scary. Hahaha what a thing to be afraid of right. :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, its the last day of the week before the weekends arrive! Ohhhlalalaaaa. But that just means more cramming time for Pure History Paper2, which is actually the same as the History Elective component for those who take it. I think we sit for the same paper even, but I'm not really sure. There's a lot to cover, since this time Mrs Chan didn't really specify which chapters are important. Infact she only did say that we should focus on Russia and China but hell, that's like 2/3 of the book since the book mainly covers Russia, Germany and China?!&lt;br /&gt;Omfg, thankyou leh. Hahaha. Shit lah I hate studying for Russia. The last CA we had, she told us to study like Russia and Germany and then because I hated Russia so much I kinda gave up and focused on Germany, and then the paper came and fuck, it was all on Russia! I felt so screwed please. Omg. And there wasn't anything on Germany at all, maybe except why the League of Nations failed, but that's like only a little related to Germany! I was cursing and swearing under my breath when I flipped open the paper lah. Like, hell. So now I'm not going to commit the same mistakes twice. Hahaha I will dutifully mug for Russia and China even if it will kill me from the excessive hatred towards those topics. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a rather geeky entry.&lt;br /&gt;I have transformed into a geek, officially.&lt;br /&gt;That's great! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115890177309083190?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115890177309083190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115890177309083190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115890177309083190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115890177309083190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/ohkay-so-i-just-got-home-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115884709909397470</id><published>2006-09-21T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:02:33.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just saw Kenny, Miaoying and Euson off at the gate. Hahaha, they came over, apparently to study for tomorrow's Social Studies prelims. I'm a really happy girl because my paper starts only at 10:15am! Damn happy! Hahaha but most probably am going to meet Euson and Miaoying for breakfast and then study for a little bit before heading to school. Hope I do well for Social Studies tomorrow, am counting on it for pulling up my Combined Humanities grade cause my Geography Elective's rather weak. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like on the phone with Kenny now. He's like kinda lost. Hahhaha. Oh yeah I might post some pictures up later. But they're mostly what Kenny took of my house and like Miaoying and maybe a bit of Euson since they were kinda like inseparable, but what's new eh.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh BTW THEY ALL STOLE MY TEXTBOOKS! EUSON AND MIAO TOOK MY SEC3 SOCIAL STUDIES TEXT AND KENNY TOOK MY MINI GUIDE BOOK! SO I'M LEFT WITH MY PURE HISTORY TEXT WHICH HAS EVEN MORE INFORMATION BUT THAT'S LIKE DAMN MEAN. TEXTBOOK STEALERS! ):&lt;br /&gt;But never mind, I'll show you how I'll rock the house with my History text. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Turns out I was just being paranoid. But hey, things haven't been that good today, somehow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm waiting and waiting and waiting, as usual. The day that I stop having to wait will be the happiest day of my life so far. Till then, I'll just continue doing what I've always been doing. Wait, while you, have fun. Sigh. Ohwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115884709909397470?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115884709909397470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115884709909397470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115884709909397470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115884709909397470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-saw-kenny-miaoying-and-euson-off.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115876737803503492</id><published>2006-09-20T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T23:49:38.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got home from British Council class!&lt;br /&gt;Class totally bored the hell outta me, but that's probably cause I didn't bring my file so basically I just kinda stoned around. And yes, texted quite a bit, but what's new yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prelims were like two extremes. Pure History was really good and I'm kinda satisfied with how I remembered all the reaons/details and the way I presented my answer, so all's good for that.&lt;br /&gt;Math Paper2 however, killed me instantaneously. The paper was so bloody long(2 and a half hours) my butt almost ached from sitting in the same position, cracking my brain for non-existant formulas that I was supposed to remember. I didn't do quite a few sums and if I pass the paper, that'll be a really huge miracle cause from how I counted, I didn't do at least forty over marks worth of questions. So yes, that's forty plus over a hundred, thus you now understand why I say it'll be a miracle for me to pass. I'm kinda hoping my paper1 will be good, so that it'll pull the average up but I think I sucked for both, so yes, I wouldn't exactly cry if I failed. More like a, "I knew that was coming" kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, some people seriously have an issue with their attitudes. Everyone has their limits and you shouldn't be surprised that my anger isn't far from exploding so if I were you, I'll watch that filthy mouth of yours. THINK BEFORE YOU OPEN YOUR BLOODY GAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Think I pissed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; off.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115876737803503492?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115876737803503492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115876737803503492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115876737803503492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115876737803503492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-got-home-from-british-council.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115867176883484362</id><published>2006-09-19T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T21:21:17.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our parents are supposed to motivate us, encourage us and basically just be there for us in terms of our studies. So why is it that a certain fucktard thought that it was his bloody right to degrade me like that? This is not the first time such a thing has happened and it seriously spoilt my mood for the day. Who the fuck does he think he is, talking and giving me crap like that. Big fucking deal that he has a bloody Masters' degree, big fucking deal that he thinks hes damn successful. NOTHING gives him the right to degrade a person, NOTHING gives him the right to think I cannot make it in life.&lt;br /&gt;One would think that our parents would be happy that we do well in life, infact there might even be good things in it for them, like letting them live their retirement years in comfort. But hell no, he says I can't and thinks I can't.&lt;br /&gt;Up your fucking asshole, I say. If one fucking day I do succeed in life, you won't be someone I'll thank on my gratitude speech. Cuz you didn't help push me on to greater heights. You were the obstacle, the obstacle that I had to mentally overcome, time and time again.&lt;br /&gt;So screw you for trying to make life difficult for me yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto a lighter note.&lt;br /&gt;Sat for Mathematics Paper1 and Accounts Paper1 today.&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics Paper1 wasn't as tough as everyone had expected it to be, and some even felt that it was rather easy. I wouldn't say I couldn't do the paper but there were quite a few sums that I wasn't able to do, so yes, not exactly confident. The paper ended at 10am, after two bloody hours in the stuffy hall.&lt;br /&gt;Accounts only started at 2pm(stupid timetable) so that meant 4 hours of free time, which could have been put to greater use, i.e, studying for tomorrow's Pure History which I had intended to do but ended up talking/catching up with Miaoying and Euson in the canteen. Sat till our butts ached. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accounts was dreadful mainly because I'm giving up on the subject so I just sat there, randomly chose answers for the MCQ questions and went to Lalaland. Before the paper actually started, Eugene was like late and when he entered the hall he didn't know where he was supposed to sit so he kinda like stood there for ages and pondered about where the heck he was supposed to sit whilst everyone else just laughed. He looked damn blur and all la. Damn funny. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure History Paper1 and Mathematics Paper2(supposedly a killer) tomorrow. I've kinda read through my History text during the past few hours that I've been at home but I'm not really done on revising. As usual, the attempt to write notes wasn't successful(still have 4 more chapters to go) so I'll just be reading through.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do for Mathematics. Its apparently going to be kinda tough and I really do hope it wouldn't slaughter me that much because I can't afford to lose a lot of marks. Ohwell. I'll just take it as it comes.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's timetable's worst, History ends at 930am and Math starts at 2pm. Four and a half bloody hours. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time for more revision.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115867176883484362?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115867176883484362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115867176883484362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115867176883484362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115867176883484362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/our-parents-are-supposed-to-motivate.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115858337497230595</id><published>2006-09-18T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T20:42:54.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes my level of stupidity astounds even myself.&lt;br /&gt;I will not elaborate on my stupidness but lets just say I really find the whole thing unacceptable and that I'm really really really pissed with who else, but my stupid self. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whats wrong with me, but this whole issue really shows how bloody dumb I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't already realised how upset I am and still would like to be labelled as an insensitive jerk, go ahead and ridicule me. At least I know my flaws, unlike some of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, because of what happened, my whole day got kinda ruined. I guess I really should just get over it and move on.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims prelims prelims.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115858337497230595?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115858337497230595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115858337497230595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115858337497230595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115858337497230595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/sometimes-my-level-of-stupidity.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115857035627705696</id><published>2006-09-18T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T17:05:56.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've moved from &lt;a href="http://affairsofthyheart.blogspot.com"&gt;Affairsofthyheart&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://emotrash.wordpress.com"&gt;Emotrash.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt; as I think Wordpress would suit my needs better and also cause their privacy options don't have loopholes(hopefully).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, relink, or do whatever you need to do.&lt;br /&gt;Passwords can be gotten from me either on MSN or through email. If I want to even give it to you, that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115857035627705696?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115857035627705696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115857035627705696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115857035627705696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115857035627705696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/ive-moved-from-affairsofthyheart-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115848082672735058</id><published>2006-09-17T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T16:13:46.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For those with access, Affairsofthyheart.blogspot.com's been updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115848082672735058?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115848082672735058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115848082672735058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115848082672735058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115848082672735058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/for-those-with-access.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115847727751091212</id><published>2006-09-17T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T15:14:37.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear, from now onwards, I am not lending my pens to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;This might sound like a minor issue but I'm seriously damn pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its alright if you ask me for a pen and return it at the end of the day if you've forgotten to bring yours.&lt;br /&gt;But this is too much.&lt;br /&gt;Every single fucking month I have to fork out my own kachink* to buy almost a dozen new pens. It wouldn't bother me that much if I'm using 50cent pens. My pens cost me $1.50-$2.00 each because I'm a bitch for good pens. You do the fucking maths. Why do I even have to buy so many pens, you might be questioning. Well, that's because certain fucktards don't buy their own fucking pens and take from me every single fucking day till I have like one or two left even when I had at least 5 in my pencilcase. If you take a pen from me once and don't return, I'll still close one eye. But fuck, these inconsiderate morons take once, twice, thrice. Why? Because they lose my godamned pens. So you lose MY pens and then I have to replace them myself, only to let YOU take them away from me again? What am I, your supplier for free pens? GO ASK YOUR MOTHER FOR MONEY TO BUY PENS YOU FUCKTARDS. I pay for my pens myself, I don't even ask for money to buy them. What do you think I do on the sideline, PRINT CASH?&lt;br /&gt;The best fucking thing is, YOU'RE SO BLOODY RUDE YOU DON'T EVEN ASK FOR PERMISSION TO TAKE A PEN. YOU'RE SO BLOODY AUTOMATIC THAT YOU COME TO MY TABLE, OPEN UP MY PENCIL CASE AND JUST GO AHEAD, HELPING YOURSELVES TO A PEN OR TWO. WOW. AND FUCK, WHEN I LOOK UP AT YOU QUESTIONINGLY, YOU HAVE THE CHEEK TO SAY, "WHAT?".&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to study just 2 minutes ago when I realised my pens have all been used up. That's one of the parts that gets on my nerves too. The pens they take aren't the ones that are half used or finishing. They take the BRAND NEW ONES THAT I'VE NOT EVEN TOUCHED FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE. FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually check my pencil case to see if I've sufficient pens for the day because I take for granted that I will have enough because of the many pens I buy each month. But fuck, when I went for my first prelim paper that day, I had to find out just before the paper started that I only had one Pilot G1 blue pen and one black one left. Wtf? What will happen now, if the G1 finished halfway through the exam? Change fucking colours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw your inconsiderate behaviours, screw your fucking lack of manners.&lt;br /&gt;Take one more fucking pen and you're getting it from me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115847727751091212?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115847727751091212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115847727751091212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115847727751091212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115847727751091212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-swear-from-now-onwards-i-am-not.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115839399263607930</id><published>2006-09-16T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T21:35:28.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, so yesterday was wasted walking about town, talking, laughing, eating, watching vcds and just having a good time. With Linyin, of course. Though it wasn't pleasant at one point of time(refer to previous entry), it was good quality time spent and I enjoyed myself thoroughly! Hahaha Ong Linyin, see, I love you!  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came home and didn't study yet again, although I did talk a lot on MSN, catching up with various people, which is always fun until theres nothing more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got chased to bed at around 2am so the exiled me stoned for a bit, texted with Calvin the cow and then fell asleep for like, 40 minutes before he called and we talked nonsense till 5:30am in the bloody morning. I was so tired at one point but his nonsensical mumblings made it all worth while. Let me explain. It was the first time in 5 years that I've heard the cow laugh like that, non-stop for quite a while no less. And it was also the first time I've heard him sing, with sound effects like "Boing Boing" too! Hahaha I'm so gon get killed when he sees this but who cares. Hahahaha. And then Mr Cheong also told me this warped theory about how he actually is an oreo cookie in a human disguise. He actually wanted to be Harry Potter but his accent was all wrong(it sounded more Indian than a sexy British accent) and plus he didn't know Harry Potter's pet owl's name so he had to wipe off that idea and turn into an oreo cookie instead. &lt;font&gt;And then he told me all he knew about Oreo cookies because he claimed that knowing everything about them makes him one, so like he didn't know everything about Potter so he couldn't become him. Lol I swear it was damn hilarious. He sounded like some drunkard lah. This is what lack of sleep does to you. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And then I got bullied into waking up early so that I can call Singtel and help him check out what his handphone plan is, although there was a huge possibility that I needed his dad's IC number which he didn't have. So with nothing in hand, I called just now and I needed to give the person his dad's name which I obviously DO NOT know. It was so embarrassing. And then I had to give them his address and tell them how I was related to him. Wtfzxzx? But all's good since now I've found out for him and thus am promoted to being a very nice person, or so he says. I should have recorded his craziness down last night, shouldn't I? Hahahaha then I'll be able to blackmail him!&lt;br /&gt;Oh I forgot to mention that he cheated my feelings because he made it sound as if he'll reply my letter through snailmail too BUT NOW HE SAYS HE'S GOING TO REPLY VIA EMAIL. I want to murder him. I felt so cheated! I took so bloody long to write the letter and put so much effort into it, expecting a written reply back in return, only to be told that I'll be receiving a insincere, cold sounding email back instead! The guts of that cow! Calvin Cheong is a horrid cow. He tricked me into writing a letter to him, thinking that the deal was that he would write back! Roar! I was tricked! Horrible. So I told him whilst on the phone talking nonsense last night, "Send me back my letter!!!! I want it back!! How can you do this to me!" and he actually thought I was serious. What the hell please. And then he even had the cheek to tell me that I can always print his email out, don't read it and then post it to myself, so that it'll be like receiving a letter. The atrocity of that cow. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;I am 'patiently'(he claims he's trying to teach me patience. Bullshit, I say. Hawhawhaw) waiting for my reply via metal cold email. AND its already discounted since its an email reply right? He still dares to tell me that he'll reply by the end of the week. Two words: Horrible cow.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'My Name Is Earl' is starting in about half an hour. Wahahaha. Its a damn good show. Makes you laugh your ass off. Every Saturday night, 10pm on channel 5. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's about all for now, good bye!&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/9405161-115839399263607930?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115839399263607930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115839399263607930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115839399263607930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115839399263607930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/alright-so-yesterday-was-wasted.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115832339091887694</id><published>2006-09-15T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T20:40:07.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm at Linyin's house right now, after a rather tiring day in town where we spent the whole time walking about and just having fun. We had initially planned to study at Coffee Bean in Ngee Ann City however the whole place was full and bloody noisy, thus we decided to head back here! How sinful, having wasted so much time and not doing anything constructive, i.e, STUDYING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we took a Translink bus back here, 190 to be specific and it was a horrible, near-death experience. My vulnerability to heart palpitations did not help much either.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the complaint I drafted that we sent through it's website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On the 15th of September 2006, I boarded the Translink bus no. 190(bus plate number TIB1216X) with a friend opposite Far East Plaza heading towards the CCK interchange at approximately 7:10pm after missing an earlier bus while heading to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bus that we boarded jammed breaked a short distance from the bus stop even though there were people who flagged the bus. This might be due to another bus in the bus bay that had stopped before it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the bus trip was more than unpleasant.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the journey, this driver was speeding like nobody's business and constantly accelerated even though there were cars in front. Once, he even honked at the car for no particular reason. As many others plus myself were standing due to the lack of available seats, the way this particular driver drove caused us to constantly sway and lose our footing, despite holding on to the various handles. After managing to get a seat after quite a number of stops, there was still a need for me to grip onto the handles rather tightly as I was still "flying" off the seat! How ridiculous is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, it was during peak hour and understandably, many were rushing home. However, there wasn't a need to drive so dangerously and putting so many lives at risk. Not only were there middle aged people onboard, there were a number of elderly people and young children on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty obvious that many people were shaking their heads in disgust and disapproving glances were shot at the driver, who was oblivious to all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, to make things worse, the bell was not working towards the end of the journey and thus this made alighting at various stops rather unpleasant as people had to loudly inform the driver that they wanted to alight, thus once again  caused the driver to jam break immediately so that they could alight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one who does not take the public bus often, this made my experience more than traumatising and instantly turned me off bus rides. I now prefer trains.&lt;br /&gt;The Singapore government has been promoting good service and it is known that we boast an efficient and pleasant transportation service. However, this is more than the opposite. Imagine, now that there are so many tourists in Singapore, partly due to the IMF meetings, what would a foreigner think of our transportation service if he had boarded a bus which had a driver like this? What memories and comments would he bring back to his homeland about Singapore? Nothing pleasant, I am certain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind of service should NOT be tolerated and I  truly hope that someone would take a look into this matter, for this is the only way we will be able to keep the good name of our country and this will thus not only attract foreigners to Singapore but also allow tired Singaporeans who take the bus home after work a pleasant and safe trip home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really well written but I think its sufficient enough to express my discontentment and disgust.&lt;br /&gt;I am now swearing off bus rides, if that's even possible, seeing how I need to take a bus home from school/Jurong Point if Dad or Mom isn't free to pick me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a traumatising experience. I'm seriously damn pissed. Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115832339091887694?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115832339091887694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115832339091887694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115832339091887694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115832339091887694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-at-linyins-house-right-now-after.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115824524312139361</id><published>2006-09-14T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:47:23.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, fourth post of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, kind of extreme, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to head to the airport with Mom to pick Dad up in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a really happy girl 'cuz I don't have school tomorrow! I'll be meeting up with Linyin when she ends school instead! Yes, I'm such a nice person, picking her up from school and all! We'll head to town where she needs to collect her pay and then kinda study. I hope we do get some studying done cuz it really isn't time for anymore distractions and poor time management!&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and if financial abilities are present, I'll be buying the sweater from Marks &amp;Spencer! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so much like just slacking about in town and watching the world go by, but hey, I'm going to have loads of time for that in less than two months, so why not just go all out now, right? :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't realised, I kind of altered the colour scheme. White&amp;black were too stiff so yes, check it out babyyyy! (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh and muchmuchmuch love is needed, so please do tag and fill the place with TLC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115824524312139361?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115824524312139361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115824524312139361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115824524312139361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115824524312139361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/alright-fourth-post-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115822996731002708</id><published>2006-09-14T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T18:39:59.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v667/jennapril/DSC01481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v667/jennapril/DSC01481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inspirational hits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115822996731002708?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115822996731002708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115822996731002708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115822996731002708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115822996731002708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/inspirational-hits.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115822393903277344</id><published>2006-09-14T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T16:53:09.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate seeing you this way, I hate knowing you're in pain and I hate it that you don't let me help share your burdens. It breaks my heart knowing you're feeling down. Next time something like this happens, just give me a call alright? I'll always be here for you, day or night. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115822393903277344?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115822393903277344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115822393903277344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115822393903277344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115822393903277344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-hate-seeing-you-this-way-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115821913674634731</id><published>2006-09-14T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T15:34:08.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I was stepping into the examination hall this morning prepping myself for the English Language Paper 1, I got a throbbing headache like the one I have now, out of no where. It just came so randomly that it surprised me a lot. Yet somehow, by the time I sat down, I was feeling okay. The paper was rather easy and I am satisfied by my own performance. I really do hope I do well for it, because I really didn't think there was anything I had to worry about. I did my essay on the third question, "'Adolescence is the most challenging phase in a person's life'. Do you agree?" although I had initially wanted to do one on "Pride". But I knew there wouldn't be much for me to elaborate on and I obviously would not have written a story revolving around "Pride" since I haven't written descriptive/narrative essays since godknowswhen. So I decided to stick with the one on life being most challenging during our adolescent years. I even managed to finish it off with 669 words! That's a first time for myself, considering how I always manage to write only 400-500 words. I honestly hope I nailed it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bit of trouble deciding whether the situational writing format should be a report, a testimonial, a proposal or a letter. But I used the formal letter format since the question said "Write a letter....." and it seemed to be common sense that if they wanted a proposal or something else, they would have written "Write a proposal...".&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I used the formal letter format. I might not have covered all aspects of the situational writing but I do think I did well enough so I'm not worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after the paper I went for a short break to the canteen and then it was off for extra Math class yet again. This time though, I wasn't really focused and I had trouble doing the sums, probably because my energy was all drained out from the exam. Thus when we had a break and could choose whether we wanted to continue for another 3 hours, I decided to bail outta there as quick as I could. Mom came to pick me up and we headed home for lunch. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its good to know that I've gotten off on a good start for my prelims. I'll probably be doing a lot of prepping this weekend, seeing how I don't have school tomorrow because the Pure Sciences are having their practicals. Thus that leaves me with 3 days before my own practical on Monday and then Mathematics and all the other subjects.&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather blessed as my Humanities subjects which I intend to focus on are spread rather apart so I would have sufficient time to study for them should I plan my time properly. (: My only worries are not being determined enough to keep track of time and study hard and also Mathematics. I've been attending every extra class regularly ever since the recent holiday and so I'm hoping with the hard work I'm trying to put in and the extra help I recieve from Ms Sie(super godlike I swear, hahaha), I'll do well enough to manage a pass or even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I HAVE A PENPAL! Hahaha silly as it sounds, its not actually me writing to one of those strangers who post their addresses up on Teenage magazines and all that sort. My new penpal is actually Calvin Cheong. Hahaha we were talking the other day and somehow decided to write letters and send them via snail mail. I think its damn lame and corny but its kinda fun knowing I'll be recieving mail! (:&lt;br /&gt;I think recieving mails will perk my days up since all the letters I've been recieving are either government/school related ones, the ones from health checkups, from the Youth Executive Committee-Pioneer or Popular bookstore ones.&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be fun! Hahaha I just sent my first letter yesterday. He'll be recieving it tomorrow I think. That sillycow who constantly calls me a clown and claims I always talk nonsense.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D.&lt;br /&gt;Thats about all for today, Elaine, Mei Yee, Mei Sie and Ben are coming over for dinner later on. Kiak is in Malaysia for work and Dad's in Bangkok for golf with his friend and we're picking him up from the airport tonight. Alright, might go take a nap or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115821913674634731?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115821913674634731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115821913674634731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115821913674634731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115821913674634731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-i-was-stepping-into-examination.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115816024768910467</id><published>2006-09-13T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T23:10:47.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellos! I just got back from British Council classes, so I'm kinda exhausted by the long busy day, but I shall still update for my loyal readers(note the huge ego). Class was alright, but as usual Kaiwen was being really really really really annoying(not the one from 4e8`o5, don't worry). She asks really stupid questions and the way she talks is really highly retarded. I don't even know how to go about describing why she's so annoying, the only way for you to really find out would be to see the way she behaves in real life and all. The whole class constantly rolls their eyes at the things she say, so like today, we were having a lot of fun laughing at her. Best thing is, she can still ask, "Why are you laughing at me?"/"Are you being sarcastic?" and things like that. Damn stupid, I know. Okay enough of being such a mean person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was pretty decent although the periods during the first half of the day on Wednesdays somehow always seem to pass really slowly so I keep thinking its time for recess when its not even halfway near recess. Gees.&lt;br /&gt;Although I said school was decent, I managed to get into a really foul mood for quite a bit and kinda expressed my anger to Kenneth. Cursed and swore a whole lot, profanities were flying outta my mouth like nobody's business, seriously. I was really really really pissed. I don't understand, I was just doing my job, just something that I was told to do. Was there really a need for such comments? I really don't think so. I mean, if you had so much to say, why don't you do the job? If you wouldn't do it, then don't make so much bloody noise because at the end of the day, you didn't do shit and I ended up having to go back to class to get the job done even though I could have went back earlier if I did it when I wanted to. Really, I didn't expect you to get on my nerves so much. To think that I liked you a lot as a friend. Ohwell, they say there's always more than one side to people. But I really hope the friendship won't get affected just because of today's incident, although I am a stubborn donkey who has too much ego and pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims are starting TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you heard me, tomorrow. So someone please tell me why I'm still online. Now's the time for me to really really really quit coming and wasting time online and yet I'm still sitting here, allowing the bloody mozzies to feed on me. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Y'know, its really ironic. There are plans to meet up with loved ones during this prelims. The irony is in that somehow I haven't been able to find the time to meet up with them during normal school days and I can during my exams. Something's wrong with this picture, seriously. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Immediate prep for prelims is much needed right now and I have English Paper1 tomorrow so I shall go memorise the format now and then hit the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnights y'all. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115816024768910467?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115816024768910467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115816024768910467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115816024768910467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115816024768910467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/hellos-i-just-got-back-from-british.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115807268729949306</id><published>2006-09-12T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T23:06:57.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellos y'all. (:&lt;br /&gt;I was on hiatus for a few days and the feeling wasn't as horrid as I thought it would be, probably because there really wasn't much going on so there wasn't a need to blog. The days have been average, although school reopening means more quality time with loved ones and hated ones. Hahaha okay that sounded damn mean, but still. School reopening really means having to face people you despise and all, but yes I'm sidetracking so I shall get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;I really couldn't be bothered with a proper layout and all(not that this isn't proper, if you get what I mean). So anyways, I'll still be blogging I guess, maybe not as often, maybe more than usual. I don't know, we'll just see how things go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims are starting in two days and I honestly haven't started a decent part of my necessary revision. I don't intend to get into a JC so prelims aren't that important, although in some ways it is. Okay I'm kinda contradicting myself but thats what the lack of sleep and excessive stress does to you(note the excuses thankyouverymuch).&lt;br /&gt;I just want to do well enough to get decent grades. My main target now is the O Level Examinations itself, so that's of top priority. I have a tad bit of time left, just a little more than 1 month plus plus plus. Need to really buck up, pull my socks up and hit the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just talking to Jacob earlier on and we talked quite a bit although the conversation wasn't that lively, due to the awkwardness my actions caused. But yes, its good to know that he's doing fine, squashed(lol he plays squash!) right in the middle of prelims for his As and finally not skipping Physics lectures any longer cuz he's starting to panic! Hahaha so all's good with him, and I'm really glad. We also talked about things between him and Lydia, and the whole situation isn't really pretty but I really don't have the right to elaborate. So yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was pretty high in school today, tormenting Azhar and all. Hahaha, I think he's kinda gotten used to it and now he's actually learning how to get back at me, so all's fair! (:&lt;br /&gt;There are still those people from the class who're highly annoying, but I wouldn't be surprised if they dislike me too, so yeah shan't talk much about that, except for that one person whom everyone despises. Highly annoying pleasethankyouverymuch. Like, get outta my way and theirs la, no one really wants you near them and you're getting on practically everyone's nerves, not that you would have realised, with skin as thick as yours/elephants. Hahaha! So screw you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 8 free text messages left to last me 10days. Thats damn awful because now I can't text as freely as I usually do, because I've spent the extra money meant for covering extra bills. Hahaha, spendthrift, I know. But eh, whatever la, I always find a way out even if I exceed my plan shit or something so it doesn't really matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg Calvin Cheong just called me a stalker. Whats with that la, crazy ass. Hahaha its damn fun talking nonsense with him(he says I talk nonsense all the time, thats why) and he calls me a clown. Like wtfxzxz. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time to hit the sack and maybe even complete a few math sums. Omg did I just say that? I think I'm falling in love with Math, or at least thats what Ms Sie was trying to do when she forced me to proclaim that I love Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a private Math tutor! Someone please introduce, thankyouverymuch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I couldn't be bothered with Cbox so please just click the "Comment" link you see at the end of each post, and tag there. Just so you know, I'm moderating the comments so any tries to be a shame to the society will just be really unnecessary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115807268729949306?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115807268729949306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115807268729949306&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115807268729949306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115807268729949306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/hellos-yall.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115772256530898389</id><published>2006-09-08T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T21:36:05.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I'm trying not to spew profanities every single time a sentence comes out of my mouth, but this shall be an exception(although I haven't been very successful in my "mission").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I'm in a fucking bad mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;This is another one of those bloody mood swings that come and go as they please.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling fucking grouchy and grumpy and people are getting on my bloody nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very fact that there has been such a distance between us now isn't helping. Constant wondering thoughts leave me frustrated each and every time I think about this whole issue. I don't want to get used to this emptiness, this hollow space that has grown between us. I don't know where you have been and I don't know how you're coping. Perhaps it would be a blessing in disguise, perhaps this will be the remedy to my frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.&lt;br /&gt;HAVEN'T.&lt;br /&gt;STUDIED.&lt;br /&gt;FOR.&lt;br /&gt;PRELIMS.&lt;br /&gt;WHICH.&lt;br /&gt;START.&lt;br /&gt;IN.&lt;br /&gt;SIX.&lt;br /&gt;DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm screwed. I realised that pretty long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckfuckfuckfuck.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FRUSTRATING.&lt;br /&gt;Super bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been warned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115772256530898389?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115772256530898389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115772256530898389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115772256530898389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115772256530898389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-know-im-trying-not-to-spew.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115720982303714584</id><published>2006-09-02T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:10:23.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess this distance that has built up between us is somewhat my fault.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I haven't spoken to you about this yet, but I don't think I will.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just be hoping that things would return to its usual way; the laughter and fun our conversations always contained.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know that I'm still here and I'm always more than willing to lend a listening ear like the old times. I hope you know that you can tell me about whatever's troubling you without hesitation just like before, because you still have a friend in me, despite things being somewhat different, somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115720982303714584?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115720982303714584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115720982303714584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115720982303714584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115720982303714584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-guess-this-distance-that-has-built.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115666796275896287</id><published>2006-08-27T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T16:39:22.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hurt my ankle yet again. I don't know how but I do think its due to the game of badminton I had with my dad on Friday night. Must be the lack of warm up and stretching exercises, plus the long pause from sports. Damn fucking painful.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of profanities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engheng's damn sweet! He brings baby tomatoes to school for me cause he knows I like them! Or so he claims lah. I have a nagging feeling that he gives them to me only because his mother packed them and he doesn't like them so he gives them to me. Hahahha so much for being appreciative right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, my mother is hauling me out of the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115666796275896287?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115666796275896287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115666796275896287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115666796275896287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115666796275896287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-hurt-my-ankle-yet-again.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115659792090014005</id><published>2006-08-26T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T21:21:57.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'll be truthful with myself. Its pretty obvious I haven't had the willpower to stay off the computer. Infact that might be a understatement. I still come online almost daily, although I really spend much lesser time at one go. Theres a huge improvement from before but I know it isn't sufficient. I haven't been updating because life has been pretty mundane, following my daily routines. Nothing exciting has happened so therefore there wasn't much cause for an update, although I think I did mention that I might update every weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this would just be a quick summary of how everything has been thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week has left me extremely exhausted, both physically and mentally, due to the week crammed with test after test and late nights trying to complete revisions. I have never been this thankful for the weekends! I wouldn't say I did the papers well, mainly because I didn't studying beforehand, leaving all the revising till the night before. Yes, I'm still lacking a whole load of discipline and if I still don't learn how to curb the laziness soon, I would be really regretful 5 months down the road.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gotten any results back yet but I know I'll be doing pretty badly so I'd rather not get them in fear of major disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my potential but I'm not striving hard enough. There is still that significant lack of motivation and urge to excel. But at least right now, I have a goal. I know where I want to go to after secondary education and it is a good starting point(please realise how positive I'm trying to sound).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been a whole lot of pressure these days, from the teachers, from the family and even myself to do well. There are certain teachers who expect me to do well, and I really do not want to let them down. Instead I want to do as I've been expected to do. I want to get my As for three certain subjects and I know it would not be an easy feat. This might seem to be flaunting to some people, but the main point of all this is just the stress that its causing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why my new MISSION is to get my ass down to studying and doing up notes which seem to take really long to complete. Writing notes are damn tiresome but hey, they really do work well for yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've talked to Mr Soh about dropping Accounts and a letter has been written. Now all that's left is Ms Ho's approval. Dropping the subject isn't because I dislike the subject or the teacher or anything close to that. Its just that I've never paid much attention to Accounts class and it really is too late. The best strategy right now would have to be focusing on as few subjects as I possibly can and if I do put the free periods to good use, I know they'll come in rather handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The English oral examination has also been gone through and I wouldn't say I did exactly well but I'm rather sure it'll just be a matter of how good a grade I managed to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, from now on till after the Os, nothing else except my grades are going to matter much. Studying and doing well is of top priority. As much as I hate the Os because of the pressure that it has mounted onto me, I want to do well. I don't want to live to regret not studying hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preliminary examinations have already started for some schools and for the N Level students in mine.&lt;br /&gt;My prelims will start after the one week break in September. On the 14th of September to be specific. That leaves me with 19 days, which is what, 2weeks plus? I want to do well for prelims (even though I no longer have the intention of going into a Junior College despite what Mrs Chan and Ms Ho have said) but I not gotten started on revising! Tskk.&lt;br /&gt;That also leaves me with 1 month, 3weeks and 2days till my O Level Science Practicals&lt;br /&gt;and 2 months and 1week till the O Level Written Paper Examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying aside, there are plans for a new phone(ohhh yeahhh babyyyy!!) and also plans to pursue the Teochew language after Os. Prom Night, after 20th November(the day I have my last paper), havoooocc! Preparations for Kiak&amp;amp;Elaine's Chinese wedding on 1st December. Then probably a holiday to Tasmania, clearing of my room since I haven't done so after the renovation works, lots of self indulgence and quality time with loved ones! Badminton will be of top priority during the time I have after my Os and before getting my results too(GAHHH!).&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait for everything to be over. I'll be damn estatic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time to get back to the real world and stop thinking about after the Os for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care y'alls.&lt;br /&gt;PS: Wow, this has been lengthier than I planned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115659792090014005?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115659792090014005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115659792090014005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115659792090014005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115659792090014005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115582547637026498</id><published>2006-08-17T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T12:38:37.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think my computer is hinting me to bug off from it and start mugging because it has been rather screwed up recently, being much laggier than ever before. As I am typing all of these down, it talso takes it damn long to show what I'm typing. And when I go too fast, it stones for like 2 minutes and then the whole bloody screen goes blank! How annoying. Moreover, Windows Live Messenger signs me out automatically every time it feels like it and it takes even longer for me to get back online! And just to get back at me, it would sign out repeatedly after I curse and swear at it for signing me out! Therefore, Windows Live Messenger sucks. If you have not updated your MSN and have yet to change to the newer version, one piece of advice; DO NOT DOWNLOAD WINDOWS LIVE MESSENGER. The best thing is, I can't get back version 7.0 therefore I'm rather screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a Physics class test tomorrow which will include all the Secondary 4 topics and I have not even flipped open my textbook. Also, I'm having a Pure History CA on Monday and Wednesday, both of which include a whole lot of chapters and I've not started doing notes. Prelims are in less than a month. Now you know how screwed I am?&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I will have to say that this long term break from the computer will most probably do me a whole load of good. I will certainly miss blogging and bloghopping but this is inevitable. I will be back, in two months!&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, I might update once in a blue moon! But if I have enough willpower, I wouldn't be switching on the computer at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'll miss y'alls.&lt;br /&gt;Good bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115582547637026498?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115582547637026498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115582547637026498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115582547637026498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115582547637026498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-think-my-computer-is-hinting-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115574136200942707</id><published>2006-08-16T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T20:34:35.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and you alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POST DELETED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115574136200942707?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115574136200942707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115574136200942707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115574136200942707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115574136200942707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-and-you-alone.html' title='You and you alone'/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115565018596175092</id><published>2006-08-15T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T21:58:42.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make me go away</title><content type='html'>My new resolution for the rest of the time I have up till my Os is to mug hard and to keep myself away from the ever so tempting computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I have 5 more days till I am prohibiting myself from the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From next week onwards, this blog shall go on a hiatus and Jenna Ng shall try her best to stop coming online. I truly want to stick to this because if I don't, then I'll just be constantly wasting time which can be put to better use, i.e. studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a darling friend and please try your best to scream your ass off at me if I still come online from next week onwards. I will love you for yelling at me(that never happens, so now you have your chance!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna screw my life up yet another time.&lt;br /&gt;Enough's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop laughing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115565018596175092?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115565018596175092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115565018596175092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115565018596175092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115565018596175092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/make-me-go-away.html' title='Make me go away'/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115548291289673460</id><published>2006-08-13T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T23:28:33.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, I shall get my ass down to updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I met Shiyun at the library around 10:30am, was late for half an hour. Lol. Slacked around and supposedly helped her practise for the O Level English Oral which is coming up. Then around 1pm we headed to Jurong Point and I did some errands and then went to school.&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching school, headed to the general office where they were doing balloons. Ended up not attending Speech Day(I wanted to hear Guan's speech lah!! ): Never mind, that's what the year book's for). Instead, helped out in the balloons stuff. Filled 1000 balloons with helium and attached all of them to the strings. I almost died in there. It was so exhausting, ONE THOUSAND BALLOONS, MIND YOU. Ugh. Then "ate" dinner. There wasn't much food left so I had like, a few mouthful of meat. Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't really hungry anyways so that didn't matter much.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to help out at the balloon hats area. Then partnered up with Shiyun and then got called back to the General Office to pump and attach another two packets of balloons(100-125 per pack!!!!!)! How dreadful! Then went off when Streat Parade started and rushed to our area where we were supposed to hand out balloon hats and all. Kids started crowding around us and boy, was  it stressful! There were so many kiasu parents around and they were all like, pressuring me to give them a balloon quick. Like please, I'm a human being afterall, not some robot. Morons. I was a teeny bit pissed but I tried my best to keep my cool. How annoying! Ran out of balloons really quick! Had to ask around the other Boonlayians who were involved for more balloons!&lt;br /&gt;Yep then when we were done we just hung around and watched the parade. Didn't have a really good view though. Oh then we snatched Mr Chew's balloon hat from him! He used up so many balloons!! He didn't wanna give it away at first please! But clever me won him over with my debating skills soon! Lol. Untangled many and managed to give a few kids! Eh I managed to sell quite a few blinking hearts too! (:&lt;br /&gt;Then we went over to the Art in the Park where there was a party in conjunction with the Streat Parade. Wanted to sell more blinking hearts there but it was so freaking chaotic that we gave up soon after. Headed back to school yet again to return the hearts. Ohmygod I was extremely exhausted by then but we went back to the Art Park AGAIN after returning the stuff!!!!! Dieded! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then hung around with the badminton team till the end of the party and Mum, Dad and Kuma came to pick me up. Then sent Kuma back home and then came back to Jurong again.&lt;br /&gt;Damn tiring day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The initial plan for today was to head out for a BBQ over at the colour court. Then changed plans to Seoul Garden at Westmall. We were supposed to meet at 4pm BUT AT 2PM I RECIEVED A TEXT SAYING THAT IT WAS CANCELLED BECAUSE MOST OF THEM CANNOT MAKE IT ANYMORE. I was cursing and swearing please. SO LAST MINUTE! Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then asked Linyin out! Headed to Cck to meet her since she always takes so long to reach town and I had spare time! So yes, then we headed to town and had our all time favourite, Chicken Baked Rice. Its the only food involving black pepper that I take. I hate pepper. ):&lt;br /&gt;Anyways then caught My Super Ex-girlfriend. I think its rather retarded. But hilarious. Hahaha. I wouldn't strongly recommend it though. Rather waste of time. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Yep then ate(again!) a little for a while then took a bus back to Cck with her then trained back to Westmall to meet Kiak, Elaine and my parents. Then came back home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I don't have school tomorrow! (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha you're jealous, aren't you? Too bad!&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ho's the best please. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna study tomorrow though. Haven't studied for 2 days. This is bad!&lt;br /&gt;Prelims are next month! Os are two months away! ):&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115548291289673460?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115548291289673460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115548291289673460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115548291289673460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115548291289673460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/alright-i-shall-get-my-ass-down-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115544842495180859</id><published>2006-08-13T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T13:53:44.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My whole body is aching. I shall blog tomorrow or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115544842495180859?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115544842495180859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115544842495180859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115544842495180859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115544842495180859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-whole-body-is-aching.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115528673912848244</id><published>2006-08-11T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T16:58:59.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today has been a much better day than I had initially anticipated it to be.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I didn't get screwed for Mathematics because somehow Ms Sie had a sudden surge of patience and forced herself not to yell at me. Wow. I'm awfully pleased. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And then I managed to cram all my Pure History homework during Chemistry without getting caught. Happily passed up all my work during Pure History and had a field of a time mocking Jiajun who didn't bring a lot of stuff and was fearing getting fucked by Mrs Chan. Hahahaha moron!&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty nervous about Chinese results by then. Then it was recess and we saw people getting their Chinese results outside the staff room. I really wanted to know my results but at the same time, fear was creeping all over. Decided to chicken out and went down to the canteen. Got really really really freaked out cause there were rumours that 20% of the cohort failed and that only 12 people managed to get an A1 which leaves me nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;Then apparently we all had to go back to class and there Mdm Ang was, announcing our results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I almost peed in my skirt. I didn't even want to go back to class at first please!&lt;br /&gt;"Jieying, ni na dao B4, rang hou kou shi na dao Merit."&lt;br /&gt;OHMYFUCKINGOD I WAS SO FRICKING STUNNED PLEASE. MY WHOLE CLASS WAS LIKE, "HUH! THERE CAN BE MIRACLES!" I stoned for like 30 seconds with my mouth hanging open please. I honestly expected the worst(failure) for both the paper and oral. I had already prepared myself for the worst and I seriously thought that if I got a C5/6 that would be pretty good already. I honestly didn't expect myself to get a B4. Moreover a Merit for Oral!&lt;br /&gt;I'm truly happy. Really.&lt;br /&gt;I so wanted to jump up and down in joy but there were pained expressions around the class for some of them so I didn't wanna rub it in. But deep down, I was extremely pleased!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one week of intensive Chinese studying which I went through and suffered didn't go down the drain afterall! Thank you Mdm Ang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't already guessed, I'm not going to retake. You gotta be kidding if you thought I would. C'mon, its such a miracle that I got a B. I wouldn't wish for more, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texted Mum&amp;Dad. (:&lt;br /&gt;"Good news &amp;amp;very relieved indeed. You can do it man!" Thanks Mum, but please don't "man!" me any more. Act cool only! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;"Congrats. Well done &amp;keep it up!" Thanks Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Daniel got to know too. Its not a pretty story so I shan't explain.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Jenna, I know you're very excited over your results. Just a little words of warning, don't be complacent on your current victory. It is not just one victory you should be looking for. Continue to study hard and I'm sure you will perform well. Meanwhile, just be happy and enjoy your current victory. Congrats &amp;amp;well done!"&lt;br /&gt;Thanks A LOT! Why do you always make so much sense? Hahahaha like some wise old man. LOL I hope he doesn't see this. :X&lt;br /&gt;Eh it sounds so much like badminton-wise. But yeah, guessed its the same for everything eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hurdle down. Just a bit more left. I CAN DO IT! I will. (:&lt;br /&gt;This totally made my day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115528673912848244?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115528673912848244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115528673912848244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115528673912848244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115528673912848244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-has-been-much-better-day-than-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115521658802253349</id><published>2006-08-10T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:57:09.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hilda made this video quite a few days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h48pTFIzHLI"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h48pTFIzHLI"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h48pTFIzHLI"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h48pTFIzHLI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss trainings with you guys a whole load. ):&lt;br /&gt;I'LL BE BACK IN 3 MONTHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Levels in about 3 months. Prelims in a approximately a month.&lt;br /&gt;O Levels Chinese results tomorrow. What more can I say?&lt;br /&gt;I just want to pass. Please.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll fucking cry if I fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't explain all the feelings that you're making me feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;My heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering wheel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;PS&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;I have not done maths. Ms Sie will threaten to call my parents and she probably really might. She will also scream and yell at me and I will be in a really bad bad mood. But I really have no fucking idea how to do the sums. Tomorrow will be a bad bad bad day.&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/9405161-115521658802253349?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115521658802253349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115521658802253349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115521658802253349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115521658802253349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/hilda-made-this-video-quite-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115521024679144341</id><published>2006-08-10T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T19:44:06.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cannot withstand indecisiveness.&lt;br /&gt;It gets really annoying when one is being very indecisive. Just make up your fucking mind on whether you want to do something or not. Don't say something one minute and change your mind the next, only to throw your temper when you realise that others do not sit around waiting for you. What gives you the fucking right to show that attitude when you find out people have changed their plans and are not free to entertain you that very day? Why should I sit around waiting for you to finally come to a conclusion and/or decision and waste my whole day doing nothing constructive? Who do you think you are? Don't you dare come bitching. I swear I'll give you loads of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I went to Raffles Country Club(RCC) to mug by myself.&lt;br /&gt;I was there for like, 5 hours but I only really did work for about 2-3 hours cause I fell asleep for quite a while. Hahaha, the aircon was just nice and it was damn comfy sitting there!&lt;br /&gt;Need to go get passport sized photos of myself taken cause my membership card's damaged and so I'll have to do a new one! That's good news actually cause my card's in a rather terrible condition although I seldom use it. Hahaha. Paid in cash for sandwiches just now(But can claim from Mr James Ng! :X). Hahaha. Yeah so anyways he came to pick me up then came back home for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I think I'm going to the central for a while. Have got a craving for Oreo Iceblended. Mhmm. (:&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy Yakult and strawberry milk too anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to go quick since there's Singapore Idol Extra &amp;amp;the Result Show soon!&lt;br /&gt;Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115521024679144341?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115521024679144341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115521024679144341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115521024679144341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115521024679144341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-cannot-withstand-indecisiveness.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115513950160006257</id><published>2006-08-09T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T00:05:01.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been talking about my darn cute nephew for too long without pictures, so today, I'm going to boast about how cute he really really is! Love him to death! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;These were taken a while back at Kiak&amp;Elaine's place.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, Xander Ng Jian En!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/1600/DSC01920.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/DSC01920.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xanderboy with Kiak. (:&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/945/380/1600/DSC01921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/DSC01921.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ugliest photo of the lot, because I'm in it.&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/945/380/1600/DSC01915.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/DSC01915.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander with my Mum.&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/945/380/1600/DSC01919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/DSC01919.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again. Hahaha so cheeky.&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/945/380/1600/DSC01917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/DSC01917.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xanderboy with his sister, baby Alexis!&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/945/380/1600/DSC01924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/DSC01924.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Damn cute right!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/1600/DSC01923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/DSC01923.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Enough of photos, Uncle Jon!"(Kiak)&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/945/380/1600/DSC01922.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/380/320/DSC01922.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I said enough! Alright, you're being annoying! STOP!! URGH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha okay the captions were rather lame but he's damn cute right?!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115513950160006257?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115513950160006257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115513950160006257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115513950160006257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115513950160006257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-been-talking-about-my-darn-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115513627106830895</id><published>2006-08-09T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:14:37.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know this is probably a little late, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;Y  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;1&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;T  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;G&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;E&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that we enjoy racial harmony.&lt;br /&gt;I love our interesting cultures and traditions.&lt;br /&gt;I love our developed lives and economic stability.&lt;br /&gt;I love modern technologies.&lt;br /&gt;I love the very fact that we've come so far from the racial riots we used to have.&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that we enjoy such security and stability.&lt;br /&gt;I love our excellent and efficient transportation system.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way our government takes so much care of us that we do not have to worry about not having a roof over our heads or not having food to eat, so much so that Singaporeans are awfully pampered.&lt;br /&gt;I love our vast variety of food and how we're well known around the world for being a food haven.&lt;br /&gt;I love how we've come so far from our lives in poverty and our elders having lived in squatters.&lt;br /&gt;I love how we've developed the country so much that it has turned from being a place filled with swamps to the skyscrapers that we now boast.&lt;br /&gt;I love how our forefathers have worked so hard to fight for our freedom and self rule.&lt;br /&gt;I love how we're no longer a part of Malaysia(I don't care, as a history student, I've learnt of the facts, even if they might be biased ones, I hate how we were supposedly treated)&lt;br /&gt;I love our national theme-d songs.&lt;br /&gt;I love our magnificent national day parades.&lt;br /&gt;I love the greenery that is visible throughout this tiny island.&lt;br /&gt;I love how our government isn't corrupted, unlike others.&lt;br /&gt;I love this place I've called home for over seventeen years.&lt;br /&gt;I love my life here.&lt;br /&gt;I love my country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SINGAPORE. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, don't flinch. I'm just rather patriotic and I really think the people who dislike living here ought to screw themselves or just fuck off because they've taken for granted how wonderful our nation is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Happy National Day, Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115513627106830895?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115513627106830895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115513627106830895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115513627106830895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115513627106830895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-know-this-is-probably-little-late.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115511720030509769</id><published>2006-08-09T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T17:53:20.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caught The Lake House yesterday at Jurong Point. I almost fell asleep. -nods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, then went back home and slept for about an hour plus then got hauled outta bed for dinner with Kuma, Raymond, Kiak, Elaine and my parents at this mini restaurant place at the Taman Jurong Superbowl. The food wasn't that bad eh. We each had a minipot of 'Buddha Jump Over the Wall'. Hahaha yepps.&lt;br /&gt;Then went back home and they played mahjong then headed here to Symphony Heights with Kiak &amp;amp;Elaine. Stayed over!(:&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep watching the telly. Guess I was too exhausted. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep then cause my cousin Sean and his family are back from Shanghai(they migrated there early this year cause of his work) so they came over, along with Ken who went mountain biking with Kiak and also Stanley with his family. The three brothers! Hahaha. Goodness, three little boys, so much noise and a lot of fighting plus crying. Fight fight fight, snatch snatch snatch. Yours truly had a rather horrible time trying to keep them apart. But yeps, I love my nephews still. Hahahaha too bad baby Alexis didn't come!&lt;br /&gt;Oh brought them down to the playground earlier on. Had much fun despite the fight they had. Tsk, they must think they're wrestlers or something. I don't wanna imagine when Elaine has kids. I think I'll faint. Aunty responsibilities are horrifying. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my uncle(Dad's younger brother) and his family are over here too(haven't seen them in a really long time)! So are Kuma and Raymond. (: Family quality time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian asked me out for steamboat but I couldn't!&lt;br /&gt;Family's more important. See, I learnt from watching Click. Who said movies aren't good? They teach me good values too! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this is getting very dry.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, everything that made me feel miserable seemed to vanish once you came back.&lt;br /&gt;You, you, you. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115511720030509769?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115511720030509769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115511720030509769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115511720030509769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115511720030509769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/caught-lake-house-yesterday-at-jurong.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115502104865296460</id><published>2006-08-08T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T15:10:48.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been waiting for ages.&lt;br /&gt;Come back, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that of more than hundreds of faces that I know, I just can't seem your remember yours? Why YOU of all people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't even have allowed this to begin.&lt;br /&gt;And now its far too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115502104865296460?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115502104865296460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115502104865296460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115502104865296460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115502104865296460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-been-waiting-for-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115500378564251644</id><published>2006-08-08T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T10:44:19.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellos! Its been a tiring two days!&lt;br /&gt;Spent quite a bit of time in school yesterday preparing for the National Day Celebrations today @Jurong West Stadium.&lt;br /&gt;Had quite a lot of fun together with the classmates. Quality suanning time I would say. Hahaha. Anyways, most of them stayed over at Samuel's place last night till this morning then at like 6:10am they called my house!!!!!!! I did go over last night but I had to come home at 1am so yeah this morning they brought over the mascot thingy for me to put on and all that. To get me geared up. I tell you, I was cursing and swearing when they called at such an early time. I was still trying to have my godamned beauty sleep please. Hahahha anyways. Yeah then Huimin, Jemaine, Joel and I walked over from my place to the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;The celebrations itself were so-so, I guess. Wasn't much since it ended really quickly. I wasn't in the best of moods during the earlier parts but when everything took off and especially during the singing parts I got rather high. Too high, you could say. Hahahahha. Ohwells. Took a handful of piccas but they're all not from my camera! Gotta bug people to send them to me soon! Anyways, then it ended and all, stoned for a bit and just people-watched. Then walked back home with the mascot stuffs still on and my neighbours were gawking and grinning at me please! I was laughing to myself! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might head to town in a little bit. Needa go grab something. (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyone? Or I might just be a loner all over again. Hahaha we'll see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, laters. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115500378564251644?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115500378564251644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115500378564251644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115500378564251644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115500378564251644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/hellos-its-been-tiring-two-days-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115487344013062397</id><published>2006-08-06T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:10:40.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrights, hello y'alls. Yes, I'm back to update.&lt;br /&gt;Today was rather dry, nothing much happened except some quality time with myself, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the late morning then headed to Jurong Point for lunch @KFC with Mom. Then Mom went back home after buying some stuff and I went to catch Click by myself! The show was awfully swell. Y'all should really go catch it some day. It makes you realise how important your family really is and how you really ought to put it as your very first priority before its too late. It embraces the issue in a really hilarious yet emotional manner thus making the flick really enjoyable. I teared quite a bit, hahaha. You would too, if you caught it.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, highly recommended(if you trust my taste that is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, then headed to the library where I was supposed to be studying and did a little bit of work before Kiak came to pick me up. Then he went to collect the chicken for dinner from Crystal Jade and then we headed home for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then after dinner Kiak headed back to Symphony Heights. Was good seeing him though. (: Elaine's coming back from Ipoh tomorrow(they went there on Saturday but Kiak had to come back for work today) and my parents are picking her up from some airport in Malaysia. Yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, Mom and I went to Raffles Country Club for a relaxing dip in the pool after dinner. Talked a bit and so now I'm back to the idea of mugging there for Prelims(just round the godamned corner) and Os. My secret hide out place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, packed my bag already so now I'm going to watch CSI New York, followed by Miami. Caught CSI the past hour. It was goooooood, as usual. :D.&lt;br /&gt;Laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115487344013062397?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115487344013062397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115487344013062397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115487344013062397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115487344013062397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/alrights-hello-yalls.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115478457329527696</id><published>2006-08-05T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T21:29:33.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back home from dinner at the original Beach Road Scissors Cut Curry Rice. The food's really yummy and the prices are pretty economical too. After dinner, we went into one of the lighting shops and took a look. My dad then asked about the cleaning and maintaining of our crystal chandeliers. So now we're going to send the 3 chandeliers and 3 small crystal lights that are mounted onto the wall for servicing and all. Gonna cost a bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This whole renovation thingy is turning out to be rather extensive, I must say. From painting the whole house, to the hacking of the toilet floors for water-proofing due to leakage, to the putting up of wall fans, to fixing of minor items, to the varnishing, repairing and servicing of the mother of pearl rosewood chair set to the servicing of lights to clearing of the random junk that has been piling up since 13 years ago. All for the upcoming wedding of Kiak &amp;amp;Elaine! Hahaha. They ought to be honoured! Needless to say, the whole house is in much of a mess and dust can be found everywhere. I now feel as if I'm sleeping at some squatters like the people of the past. Why? Because my Dad, Mum and I cram into one room due to the ongoing toilet works! Tsk. Yes, squatters indeed. It isn't as bad now that we're back into the master bedroom but previously the three of us crammed into my room and that's like horrible cause my Dad and I both slept on the floor while lucky Mum got my bed! Indeed, I miss sleeping on a bed. I haven't slept on one since at least a month ago! Moreover, it deprives me of my holy study area! Aaaaaah, hurry hurry complete the works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been studying. I know I keep saying this but I don't seem to be doing anything about it. I'm still contemplating the idea of going on a extremely long term hiatus in preparation of the GCE O Level Examinations. (See why the renovation works should be over quick now?)&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm. Maybe. Just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright alright. I need to stop blogging and learn how not to give in to temptations of blogging so that I wouldn't be spending as much time on the computer as I have been! Its baaad. MSN is bad for my sparkling bright future. I want a lawsuit.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm kidding, duh.(What if I get into trouble and get into a lawsuit cause of what I just said about MSN?! Oh the irony. Hahahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;Laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115478457329527696?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115478457329527696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115478457329527696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115478457329527696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115478457329527696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-got-back-home-from-dinner-at.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115475258961425062</id><published>2006-08-05T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T13:12:01.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fresh new layout! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from school(on a Saturday, no less!) from Pure History remedial.&lt;br /&gt;Finally got back our test papers. Didn't do very well. Like I mentioned earlier, I got full marks for the Malaya paper(13/13 for the single essay question). However, personally I think I did damn badly for the Modern World paper as I only got 6/12 for the two source based questions. Source based is supposed to help pull my marks up incase I am not able to do well in the essay component but I only got 3 marks out of 6 for each question! I'm damn disappointed in myself please. Sat around in the canteen and ate breakfast for a little while with the guys. The various CCA groups were having the rehearsal for the National Day Celebrations @Jurong West Stadium(just at the road across the entrance of my estate!) so it was pretty noisy in school. But yeah, wonderful displays and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna stay too long incase I got teased further thus I bailed pretty quickly even though coming home feels dreadful because of all the dust and noise the renovation works are causing. I can no longer study at home(up till the works have been completed, at least) and its damn annoying cause I can't really complete much work any where else! That's why I've been missing out on a lot of assignments, leaving them till the very last minute to complete. I know, I know, that shouldn't be the case ey? Hahaha, ohwell I'll try my very best to be a good kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn bored right now cause there's no one at home and I've got no place to go and there's no one to talk to on MSN! Someone quick come save me by starting an intellectual conversation with me(or at least entertain me cuz I'm bored out of my wits).&lt;br /&gt;Okay I feel like catching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;Inner being retorts: MOVIE YOUR ASS! GO STUDY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115475258961425062?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115475258961425062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115475258961425062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115475258961425062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115475258961425062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/fresh-new-layout-just-came-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115470079287871983</id><published>2006-08-04T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T22:13:13.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was pretty okay, although I really dislike Fridays. I have to run about from class to class during different periods, not once having a lesson in my own class! Which also means I have to bring all my stuff with me if I don't wanna rush here and there! Its really annoying!&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Chan finally brought the test papers with her but we still don't know our grades cuz there was insufficient time as she had to go through a lot of other worksheets and assignments with us. However, she told those of us who want to know, our results. And for the CA4(i)[Malaya], I got full marks! It was purely source based questions and I'm damn proud of myself! I really want to continue doing well for all my Humanities subjects and hopefully for Math, Chinese and English too! Errr, might as well say for everything ay? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then stayed back in school today and did some homework in the canteen and chatted a little with Marilyn and Armaran about how the Council was doing and all. Then slacked about in the hall while waiting for Hilda. Got damn frustrated so I ended up going to class to join my classmates as they were doing the National Day class banner and all. (: Had quite a bit of fun there although I was constantly being bullied by Mr Neo Weibin(die a horrible death you idiot!!). Hahahaha anyways spent quite a bit of time there then I was trying to open the bottle of 7-up they bought when the whole thing fizzled upwards and splurted out please! I was in such shock. Ran out of the classroom holding the bottle so as to try not to wet the floor but there was still quite a lot of spillage there. Went to get tissue but there wasn't enough so I went about the whole school looking for a mop with Kenneth! They cleaners had already went off but luckily Kenneth was damn resourceful! We found the mop at the toilet next to the AVA Theatre. Then went back and cleaned up. Then Mummy picked me up and we went to Jurong Point's Crystal Jade for dinner and then went grocery shopping. And now here I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod you're so cute you make my heart tingle!&lt;br /&gt;I've already fallen in waaaaay deeper than I had initially planned and I really wish this wasn't one sided but honestly, I'll be lying to myself if I even thought that we would ever have a chance. Its alright, being good friends with you would suffice.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115470079287871983?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115470079287871983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115470079287871983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115470079287871983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115470079287871983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/school-was-pretty-okay-although-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115460770098944927</id><published>2006-08-03T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T20:21:41.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zzzzz. I've been rather switched off during school nowadays. And that's really baaaad. Haven't been taking note of a lot of stuff, which I obviously should so I am rather lost.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that will change for the better. I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut remedial classes today for badminton. Hope I wouldn't get into too much crap.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked about in the canteen as there was some Streaming assembly going on for the Secondary2s. Yeah then Coach came early so he joined us in the canteen. He's damn cute lah please. He was wearing black throughout. Think he damn cool or something. Tsk, I'm cooler. Hahahhaa okay that was damn cold. But never mind. Hhahaha EH HE BLUFFED ME PLEASE. He said today was going to be games day. Yet I didn't get to play a single one! He trained them nonstop! Tskkkk!!! Liar! And now Mr Yip has seen me at training and he says he doesn't wanna see me there too often! ZZZZZZZZ. Okay I shall be a nerd and study hard. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the soccer field with the initial plan of watching my classmates play soccer against 4E7 but it was halftime. Instead, got teased and all. Whats new please. Then went back to the hall as it was starting cuz it was damn boring. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then at around 5pm plus the teachers came to stroke about too. Mr Chew was damn cute! Hahahhaha. Anyways, our boys thrashed them. :D. Oh and some filming crew shit came to film us please. How embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah some teacher is getting on my nerves. Seriously, the whole class was like going against her on purpose during lesson today? They were like being damn sarcastic please. But yeah, serves her right for being so bloody cranky all the time even when we haven't done shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, telly. Laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115460770098944927?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115460770098944927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115460770098944927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115460770098944927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115460770098944927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/zzzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115452916616453003</id><published>2006-08-02T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T22:32:46.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything's pretty alright now. At least the air's cleared now and I guess we'll both be trying our best to salvage everything. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. School has been pretty fun! I haven't been doing much revision nowadays though. Somehow feeling rather sian and it feels as if I'm lost in the wide sea. Well, Mamaho says that's because there are like no examinations and all now so there's like no motivation to study. Ohwell, the prelims are just round the corner. Mamaho said its in the process of printing now and that we'll most probably be getting the prelims schedule tomorrow! Goodness, once I get it, I promise to plan my revision timetable! &lt;br /&gt;Oh and like, the Chinese O Level results will most probably be out on next Friday, 11th August. I'll be honest. Its scaring the hell out of me. I honestly just want to pass. Please let me pass. Once that's through, I wouldn't be retaking Chinese. Instead, I'll be focusing on passing Mathematics next.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sie says that as long as we can pass the prelims for Math, we'll be able to get either Bs or As for Os. Therefore I need to start practising more questions for Math and doing my homework more often! I really need to pass Math! Without it, my other results would mean nothing. &lt;br /&gt;Got back Geography Elective and Social Studies CA4 papers today. I'm damn happyyyyyy!!!!! I beat Eugene! Hahahaha its pretty retarded actually, but yeah we kinda challenged each other and the stakes were pretty high. Hahhahahahaha. I shall not embarrassed Eugene here but lets just say he lost and the payment is pretty impossible cuz its a part of his body in soup. Hahhaha. Gross. Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay I got a lot of smiles today(compared to the usual dao face LOL)! &lt;br /&gt;GET WELL SOON OKAY! Otherwise I won't have smileys. (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha okay I shan't elaborate lest some of you let your imaginations run a tad bit too wild. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm heading to bed! &lt;br /&gt;Gnights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I'm offically back. Yes, I'm back to take the online world by storm. I know I was missed terribly. BUT WHAT'S IMPORTANT IS THAT I'M BACK! Hahahaha. I think I lost a bit of the magical touch of blogging. But whatever. I know I have my loyal readers to count on. Okay too much hot air. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115452916616453003?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115452916616453003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115452916616453003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115452916616453003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115452916616453003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/08/everythings-pretty-alright-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115435188165705378</id><published>2006-07-31T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T21:39:29.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This would have been our fifth year of friendship, our fifth year of sistership, our fifth year as besties and our fifth year of trust.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, everything's falling apart now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the times when we had fun?&lt;br /&gt;The times we spent pouring our hearts out to each other, the times we spent gossipping, the times we spent laughing, the times we spent taking neoprints as if they were free, the times we spent soaking in each other's company, the times we spent getting into trouble together, the times we spent oogling after boys, the times we spent looking out for each other, the wonderful times we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened?&lt;br /&gt;Now all that's vanished.&lt;br /&gt;We no longer talk. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Its as if we don't know each other.&lt;br /&gt;Its as if we never were in each others' lives.&lt;br /&gt;Its as if we've never spent those past years knowing each other better day by day, hour by hour, minute by minute, second by second.&lt;br /&gt;Its as if I no longer know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been through so much together.&lt;br /&gt;The failed relationships whereby we'll ending up healing each other's bruised hearts with sisterly love.&lt;br /&gt;The ups and downs we've each had, the trouble we've gotten into together.&lt;br /&gt;The countless number of advices we've each given the other.&lt;br /&gt;The number of friends we've made together.&lt;br /&gt;The impression we've made on people together.&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like we were never going to be without the other.&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like we would be friends forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had plans for an apartment together, with you and your silly creatures.&lt;br /&gt;We've had plans for so many things, together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number of times I've said I love you.&lt;br /&gt;The number of times I've shown you my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;The number of times I've showered care and concern on you.&lt;br /&gt;And vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, all that seemingly ceased, second by second.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do that could have made everything fall apart this badly?&lt;br /&gt;Or do you think I'm just making a big fuss out of everything?&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what you think, what you feel right now, when I used to be able to read your mind and complete your sentences for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the friendship has really come to such a point whereby it's beyond hope, then I hope we can at least come to a definite point, a definite closure, as much as I dislike that idea, as much as I hate letting go.&lt;br /&gt;But the past few months of watching from afar has caused me to have gotten used to life alone.&lt;br /&gt;Without you, at least.&lt;br /&gt;The jealousy of seeing you with new found friends and probably new found best friends is killing me. I would never have admitted such a thing before, but right now it is all too much to take.&lt;br /&gt;Whats the point of dragging on and leaving things hanging if this is the case? Wouldn't it be better if we came to a mutual agreement?&lt;br /&gt;I really want to talk things out.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to know a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;But you don't seem to care.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you would even realise how much this is hurting, how much it pains me to have to think of such a once in a lifetime friendship coming to such an ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the old days.&lt;br /&gt;I really do.&lt;br /&gt;But I also know that things will never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;The crack is there and will always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of being angry at you, I've had enough of seething in hatred.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I hope for the best for you in everything that comes your way.&lt;br /&gt;Even if we no longer talk, even if we no longer hang out together, even if we no longer share secrets.&lt;br /&gt;Even if we're no longer best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like everything has faded with time.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this friendship has come to its end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remain the bubbly person I've always felt I've known.&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, take good care of yourself, Miaoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Don't get angry that I'm posting this up here. I no longer am able to talk to you in person. I just can't face you anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115435188165705378?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115435188165705378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115435188165705378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115435188165705378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115435188165705378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-would-have-been-our-fifth-year-of.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115416203430864245</id><published>2006-07-29T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T16:35:25.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been more than a week since I last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I'll try to keep this short.&lt;br /&gt;I apologise but I'm not gonna come back and blog like I did before, just as yet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for things to come to a definite point before I resume blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, everything's still a mess and there are just so many thoughts that are mixed about in my mind and heart that it really is difficult to try and put aside.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover I'm still feeling like shit over many other stuff so I guess it will take some time before I get back.&lt;br /&gt;In the meanwhile, do take care of yourselves and study hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3, Jenna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;P/s: I will though, be replying the tags. Thank you all for the love. (:&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/9405161-115416203430864245?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115416203430864245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115416203430864245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115416203430864245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115416203430864245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-has-been-more-than-week-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115349655526839414</id><published>2006-07-21T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T23:42:35.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate being so emo about so many different issues. I hate feeling like a weakling. I hate the feeling of being unable to resolve issues peacefully. I hate the fact that I am losing friendship after friendship. I hate the fact that I have had to resort to being all by myself during so many moments. I hate life the way it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know life is never fair. I know life will never be smooth. I know there will always be obstacles and challenges that I have to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;But this is all too much for me to take.&lt;br /&gt;I have always portrayed a strong image of myself to everyone. I always pretend that I am metally and emotionally strong. But it has all been taken for granted. The fact that I am also human, not to mention, a girl, has been more than ignored.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I can feel like crap too has been put aside. I can get vulnerable and I honestly am hating this entry but I really am breaking down. This is not as much as a plea for help as it is a reality check for everyone including myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot take all of these anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I am really not in the mood. If you still think all of this is a laughable matter, go ahead, laugh. And then it will only show what kind of a friend you have been. I have had enough of fake friendships and smiles that aren't sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going on hiatus. I will not even joke about y'all not having to miss me because I wouldn't because I am being serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know when I am going to come back but I really need this break.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115349655526839414?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115349655526839414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115349655526839414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115349655526839414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115349655526839414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-hate-being-so-emo-about-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115323212761625245</id><published>2006-07-18T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T22:15:27.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll be missing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I will.&lt;br /&gt;-nods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115323212761625245?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115323212761625245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115323212761625245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115323212761625245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115323212761625245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/07/ill-be-missing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115322262874291784</id><published>2006-07-18T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T19:37:09.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrighteys, so the 4th Student Council Investiture was pretty okay, except the misplaced disc for the performance thingy. I shan't elaborate. People make mistakes, so its okay, really. (:&lt;br /&gt;I didn't cry! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Was really busy the whole day! So much so that I didn't have sufficient time to eat until 7pm. All I had before that was a mouthful of hotdog&amp;bread. Tsk. Hahhaha, no I'm not on a diet, shut up. I don't believe in diets. Anyways. Guan was there, as promised, to laugh. Tsk, horrible ex-president. Stayed back after Os Listening Comprehension(it was alright) and just chatted with the resta them who were still around in the council room. Took photos which I would very much love to upload, but its damn troublesome. Hahhaha, be patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt really weird not to be wearing my tie the whole day and it was also pretty awkward not heading towards the general office for morning duty. First time in pretty long sitting with the class in the hall/parade square. Guess I've got to slowly let go and learn to get used to things. (: No more excuses about poor grades. Now its all about mugging, mugging and more mugging. I really gotta do well and not let Mr Chew&amp;amp;Ms Ho down! I will. I promise. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked in the hall after school today watching the juniors train. I miss training a lot! Bet they missed my noise too. No point denying, stop it, shut up, you know you miss me, I know it too, stop denying! SHUT IT! Hahahahha. I skipped Chemistry remedial so I was in the hall for pretty long. Had quite a bit of fun talking to Coach Daniel. (: He's damn cute. Hahahhaa I'm sure the girls agree with me like, TOTALLY! :D. People got girlfriend&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lah&lt;/span&gt;, tsk! Yes so anyways, headed back to class for Physics remedial thereafter although I didn't pay any attention. Just didn't wanna risk getting a call to my parents. Hahaha. Yeap then went back to hall again then Dad picked me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going eat dinner now. (:&lt;br /&gt;Laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115322262874291784?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115322262874291784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115322262874291784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115322262874291784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115322262874291784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/07/alrighteys-so-4th-student-council.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115306571807052566</id><published>2006-07-16T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T00:01:58.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dinner at LiangKee Teochew Restaurant with the family plus Godma and Raymond earlier on. Then headed to Symphony Heights where they played a round of mahjong and I caught CSI Supreme Sunday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day being a councillor tomorrow! ): 4th Student Council Investiture at 12pm. And then O Levels Listening Comprehension thereafter. Gotta sleep early! Gnights y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115306571807052566?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115306571807052566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115306571807052566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115306571807052566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115306571807052566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/07/dinner-at-liangkee-teochew-restaurant.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115303846446379771</id><published>2006-07-16T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T16:27:44.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;THIS IS MY 500TH ENTRY! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It has been such a long time since I started Www.Invalidity.Blogspot.Com.&lt;br /&gt;It has been here for me throughout my ups and downs. This blog has been the only "friend" that I can count on, this blog is the only place where I write out all that I'm feeling, without fear of being taunted, without fear of being judged. Invalidity has been more than a friend. It has stuck with me through thick and thin and yes, I'll never change my url again. I think. Hahaha. But I'm really glad that I have been able to spill out all my feelings here, without hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;We have been through countless of skins(Engheng, don't slap me), both by myself and skinners from Blogskins. It has been great, these few years. And we shall continue providing gossip for the retards who even bother to watch this space.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyous to the people who constantly tag. And for those who visit but never do, why not start now? Show us some loveeeeee! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D.&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/9405161-115303846446379771?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115303846446379771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115303846446379771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115303846446379771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115303846446379771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-is-my-500th-entry-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115297862180900535</id><published>2006-07-15T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T23:58:28.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After school, I came back home and then went off to Jurong Point to catch Pirates of the Carribean Sea: Dead man's chest. It was alright, but the ending makes you wanna watch the 3rd show that isn't even out yet! Yeap then headed to school for rehearsal. On the way there, past by the colour court and saw Jiajun, Jacky, Wanxiang, Gerald and them all. Yimin's birthday bbq or something. Then got made fun of again since Yongkeong was there. Zzzz. The middle finger says it best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th Student Council Investiture Rehearsal yesterday sucked big time. Things were going berserk, everything was undone and not ready so much so that we wasted at least 2 hours, trying to figure out what in the world was going on and how we could rectify things. The attendance for one, was horrid too. Anyways, after much screaming and trying to get the juniors' cooperation, we finally went up to the AVA Theatre at around 2am. Then started off the farewell for us. The juniors were like how sweet please! They got us a row of candles each(mine's star shaped! How lovely!) and then had us blow the candles out, signifying the end of this particular journey. I was like feeling damn reluctant to do so cuz it really would mean the end of my journey in the council and the council has really brought me loads of joy albeit there were the countless amount of unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;Then we started our speeches and all. Many of them said so many things that meant so much and thankyous were of abundance(so were tears). I had so much to say, but I ended up saying the bare minimal since my mind went blank by the time I stood up there. I was one of the first few to get sabo-ed. Tskk. Since I didn't really say everything that I wanted to this morning, I will do it here, in hope that the ones this is directed to will take notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in the Student Council since Secondary 2, after being a Sports Leader for a year in Secondary 1. Secondary 2, 3, 3(again) and now 4. A total of four wonderful years. It is needless to say that it hasn't been the smoothest ride ever but it is the obstacles and barriers that I have encountered that has moulded me into the person I am, it is those challenges that have taught me the ways and means of solving issues and being the leader I am today.&lt;br /&gt;Like the rest of them, I hated this school. BoonLay was one of my last choices and I didn't know crap about the school. But today, when asked, I daresay I am from Boonlay Secondary School. It is with pride and honour that I am from this place, this school that is more like a second family to me. No other school has more caring teachers than us.&lt;br /&gt;Secondary 3, the year 2004 was the best ever. Fond memories that can never be replaced, the experience that I gained, the friends I made while working with them, the laughter and joys of having organised so many successful events. Of course, the Entrepreneurs' Fair has been and will always be my favourite event. Nicholas, Syahirah and I, we were, quoting Nicholas(Guan), "the three pillars of strength". Although it was tough and time consuming, not to mention frustrating, we managed to pull it off just fine, if not amazingly. It is the 3rd Student Council that I have to thank the most, for the experience and knowledge gained from them all, for the happiness that they brought and the memories that will never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Without the help of the rest, none of the events we have organised would be successful. It is because of teamwork and constant encouragement from each other that we manage to pull events off time and time again.&lt;br /&gt;I also have to thank the people who have worked with me for the Morning Duties. I know there were times at which I was a lot of a bitch, but I hope you understand and not take things to heart.&lt;br /&gt;I know I might have pissed off a lot of people with my unkind remarks whenever I am displeased with things. But this is what happens when you are a senior and when you start to really think. All you want is for your juniors to do well, to do you proud and to do things the right way. Being naggy isn't what I like to do. Do you really think I'm that much of a bore that I don't know how to appreciate having fun? Of cuz I like having fun too. But there are limits to everything, and it is when you cross these lines that I have no choice but to step in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Yip was the teacher who nominated me for the post of Councillor, although I already was a Sports Leader.&lt;br /&gt;But the one teacher that I really have to thank a lot would be Mr Chew. Words cannot fully describe my gratitude towards this man but I will try my best. It was him, who allowed me to become an Executive Councillor in 2004. It was him, who knew of my troubles and helped me seek solutions. It was him, whom I went to when I was in confusion. It was him whom I looked up to, and still do. It was him, who was always there to encourage and push me on with his kind words. And he still does. If there was one teacher that I would give my all during my Os just to make that teacher proud of me, it would be him. It was him who believed in me, and it was him who, time after time again gave me a chance to redeem myself after getting into trouble. Mr Chew has been a fantastic teacher, a wonderful mentor and of course, an amazing fatherly figure that I will always look up to.&lt;br /&gt;I will of course, not leave out Ms Doris Ho aka Mamaho. She was the one who pulled me up from the abyss I was falling into when I realised I had to retain. It was with her constant encouragement and friendless that I moved on. It is for her that I'm doing my best so as not to let her down. She has been far too kind, surpassing all her job requirements as a Principal, in order to ensure I do more than fine. I doubt no other Principal will ever beat her if there was such a thing as "Best Principal Ever".&lt;br /&gt;It is Ms Ho and Mr Chew who believed in me and felt that I could undertake the position as a Vice President in the 3rd Student Council despite my rejection for the offer. I didn't take it up not because I didn't want to do it. I daresay my committement towards the Student Council can and will surpass any of the others. I knew I could do the job well, but I didn't take it up for fear of neglecting my studies, for fear of history repeating itself. I did it because I didn't want my parents to worry that I would spend too much time on the Council and thus nag and nag. No one would ever comprehend how much I wanted that post, how badly I desired it because I knew what I could do for the council. I knew I could offer a lot and I knew I could do them proud. But I didn't, I sacrificed my wants for the one thing that I HAD to do. Study.&lt;br /&gt;But the year as the unofficial Consultant of the Student Council has been fine. I have tried not to get involved too often and too much because of the Os but still, I have done quite a few events and I am satisfied. Enough about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to the newly appointed Executive Committee of the 4th Student Council. Make Ms Tan happy. MAKE SURE YOU DO YOUR JOBS WELL! You can all do it, I am certain!&lt;br /&gt;Serene, do a good job as President. You know you can, else you wouldn't even have been given the post. Do not let your post get to your head. Remain humble and always listen. With great power comes great responsiblity. You ought to know what to do. Do me proud!&lt;br /&gt;Mila(VP), I only started working with you these few weeks due to Investiture but I can see the potential in you. So work hard and show the teachers that they didn't make a mistake. There have been times when I got turned off by the way you spoke to me, I felt disrespected and I must say, really pissed. But that's over now. You need to really learn how to talk to your councillors and not offend them. Being a leader isn't easy and so you really got to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;Safarina(is this how its spelt?), I cannot even say how fricking proud I am of you! Just secondary 2 and you're a Vice President! Morning duty has been great, working with you. I am really glad that you were given the opportunity to really shine and show what you can offer. It really is amazing that you were given such a rare chance, so grab hold of it real tight and make us all prouder than we already are!!&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the Morning Duty crew; You're all in the EXCO(if I didn't remember wrongly)!! Shows how much we rock, doesn't it? Brilliant job, y'all. Now continue making sure you do a good job every morning! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the Student Council; You still have many years ahead. The very fact that you're in the Student Council means something. It shows that somewhere, sometime, somehow, someone saw the potential in you. Someone told himself, "Hey, this person has the potential to do great things!" So, shine. Shine as brightly as you can, shine so brightly that it would be impossible for anyone to ignore your potential and ability. Shine!&lt;br /&gt;With all of you, all your abilities and talents, I am certain you will be able to bring the Student Council, Student Body and the School to greater heights.&lt;br /&gt;Go for it! (:&lt;br /&gt;Much love&lt;3; Auntie Jenna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: MR CHEW! STOP CALLING ME AUNTIE. IF THATS THE CASE, THEN YOU'RE AHGONG CUZ YOU'RE AT LEAST TWICE MY AGE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to take pictures and post them up but my camera died on me! I am damn sad. Hahaha, nevermind. Will try and get piccas from the resta them! :D.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I am exhausted. Gnights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115297862180900535?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115297862180900535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115297862180900535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115297862180900535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115297862180900535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/07/after-school-i-came-back-home-and-then.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115280233426851925</id><published>2006-07-13T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T22:58:03.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, the Royal one is back to take the online world by storm, yet again!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The painting for the rooms upstairs are done. But I swear it stinks like hell and everywhere, you can find things on the floor and carton boxes flung all over the rooms. The painting work is gradually heading downstairs and thereafter will be the minor repairs here and there, including the major retiling of my whole freaking bathroom. Heh, it'll be damn dirty and messy thus, I'll have to suffer and sleep on the mattress, on the floor, in the master bedroom. How pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, school has been pretty uptight. The pressure's coming on hard and everytime I find the need to get breathing space, I can't. That's because everywhere I turn, I see post-its that I've been sticking all around my diary and over my notice boards, reminding me to do homework, revise, and of tests dates. I had Chinese Oral for Os yesterday and I must say, I think I screwed up big time. I was really nervous before it started, and the nervousness got to me when I was being tested. I was constantly fiddling with my fingers and feet. I am so fricking dead. My initial plan was to mumble the words that I cannot read and just slide my way through but I ended up allowing my fright to take over and thus I paused undesirably each time I didn't know how to read a word. And for 10 seconds each time, no less. I really can't expressed how screwed I am in words. I honestly do not want to retake Chinese because that would mean lesser time and focus on Mathematics and Science, the two subjects which I am horrible in. Today, I confessed to Mrs Ong that I am absolutely clueless about Accounts, although I have been trying. Perhaps I haven't been trying hard enough. But anyways, now I have two extra half-hours with her after school on Tuesdays and Wednesdays before my remedials start, which means I will have absolutely no time for break. Zilch. But I will survive.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be staying over in school tomorrow night, along with the rest of the Student Council. We'll be rehearsing for the 4th Student Council Investiture which is on Monday and has been giving me a lot of frustrations because the organising committee simply hasn't been doing a good job and now I have taken over the reins, seeing how pathetic it is. Time is of insufficiency and that is really getting to me. I have juniors telling me to relax when I scream at them for not being responsible. What they have no idea is how much I feel like slapping them in the face for even daring to tell me to stay calm. But enough about that. We'll also be having a farewell party for the seniors, i.e myself and the resta them. Ordered the cake from Paul yesterday before heading to British Council for class(I'll talk about that later). Mr Nicholas Guan Yongsheng will also probably be there, laughing his ass off at how screwed we are. He will be there for certain on Monday though. I think I'll join him, but I'll be crying instead. Ohwell. I need to prepare a speech for tomorrow night! Hhahahaha as if. Its just this tradition whereby the seniors say a few words to everyone else. Ms Ho and Mr Chew plus the Discipline teachers will probably be once again, arguing over who should be President and the Vice Presidents. I will most probably be involved, however I have not seen any potential so far. Doubt I will. I'm sorry, but I really had to say that. No one has shined, as far as I am concerned. But it is true that I have great expectations, so yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, British Council class is even better now that we have a new teacher. Patrick McAsey. Its really cool cuz he's damn hilarious and cute, unlike Mrs Charlotte who, I must say is good but just too pms-y. So, yayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to complete my homework for Pure History. So yes, I'm screwed yet again.&lt;br /&gt;Procastination is the worst habit ever. Do NOT follow in my footsteps if you don't want to regret.&lt;br /&gt;Alrighteys, might try completing it before giving in to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Nights y'alls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115280233426851925?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115280233426851925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115280233426851925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115280233426851925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115280233426851925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/07/yes-royal-one-is-back-to-take-online.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115252944778249346</id><published>2006-07-10T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T19:04:07.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess now, even if I wanted to, I wouldn't be online as often for at least a week. Why? Because if you've been reading my entries in detail, you'll know that my house is undergoing painting of the whole fricking house and also some minor renovation works. Therefore my connection is now gone because they've started work on Ben's room and that's where the connection stuff all are! So now everything's unplugged except this lappie I'm using right now; my Dad's lappie that also has dialup in addition to cable. So yes, this was my last resort to inform y'all not to weep and cry, while thinking that I died without saying goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try my best to update on my dull life that you guys seem to be so interested in. So fret not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod the smell is horrid. Yes, the smell of paint, paint, paint and more paint. Oh yuckkkk. Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back home from Jurong Point.&lt;br /&gt;School was pretty alright today, except for the really cold weather which I actually enjoy although it felt as if I was freezing while I was trying to sleep during SEL lesson. Had Pure History remedial after class and then headed down to Jurong Point with Jiajun, Yiyong and YongAnn to meet Gerald and WanXiang for Pizza Hut.(Saw Yk, Kh, TIMMY!! and a few other bball boys on the way. No prizes for those who manage to guess what happened. -.- Tsk) But anyways, apparently Gerald and WanXiang were too starved to wait so it ended up being just the four of us. Nazreen and Lishi came in when we were finishing. Then went outta there and the boys ditched me to go home so I went up to Popular to get some stuff and then decided to catch Superman Returns by my lonesome self, as usual. Calvin's idea! Hahaha. Anyways, the show was pretty good although it was a tiny bit stuffy in there cuz the airconditioning broke down. Wtf right. Yes, wtf. But then I guess it got okay after some time cuz I ended up trying to warm myself with my jacket.&lt;br /&gt;So then Mummy came to pick me up and here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's gone to Jarkarta on a business trip. Won't be back till probably Wednesday or Thursday. Just my Mummy and I in the awfully huge and empty house. And yes, me and my lonesome self upstairs, all by myself. Grrr. I hate that idea. Moreoever I wouldn't be having the comforts of my ultra laggy computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I ought to catch some sleep now cuz I only went to bed at 4am this morning cuz I was too obsessed with reading. I know, what's new right.&lt;br /&gt;OKAYDOKS, I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss me too much cuz I really can't care less. Hawhawhaw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115252944778249346?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115252944778249346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115252944778249346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115252944778249346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115252944778249346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-guess-now-even-if-i-wanted-to-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115245200424029788</id><published>2006-07-09T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T21:33:24.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fucking annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family my ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115245200424029788?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115245200424029788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115245200424029788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115245200424029788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115245200424029788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/07/fucking-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115243368299189985</id><published>2006-07-09T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:28:03.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey y'alls.&lt;br /&gt;Pure History remedial class yesterday morning was pretty okay, except that I was feeling pretty jittery because I didn't bring most of the stuff that we were supposed to bring. But all was good since we ended up not needing those worksheets and stuff. Yepp. Mrs Chan called each of us up one by one and gave us back our Modern World files and then she spoke to each of us too; whether our files sucked or were great and all that. And then she spoke to me, and said my file was good since I had practically everything inside, unlike most of them. :X Yeh then she told me that since I'm so strong in my Humanities subjects and all, I ought to continue doing well for them, then try to pass Mathematics and then go into Millenia Institute after my Os, continue taking Humanities since I'm strong in that. I'm really grateful for her compliments and the encouragements but I'm also pretty skeptical about going into MI. I know my results aren't good enough for MI and ever since I knew about the Tourism and Resort Management course at the polytechnics, I've set my mind and heart on that. I used to want to go into a JC after my Os but I've had to rethink about where I wanna be in future, being realistic at the same time and I do know that looking at how things are and how my grades have been, its going to be really tough trying to squeeze into a JC. Moreoever, what if I be my same old self again and screw my studies yet again? Then wouldn't I waste 3 years trying to get an A Level cert, only to screw up and end up with nothing but a secondary school cert? At least if I go to a polytechnic for 3 years, I'll come out with a diploma. I really don't know what to think right now, I'll probably go and talk to Mrs Chan tomorrow and ask her why she said I should go to MI. (: We'll see. I need to do well for my Os first anyways, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrightey, after class Dad came to pick me up and I headed to the doc's again cuz my medicine was finished. Got stronger medicine and also 7days excuse for PE. Yippeee, that's great. But I don't want Mr Bong to think that I'm purposely getting ill each time I'm supposed to do my NAPFA test. Yes, I've not done it, up till now. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I was so drowsy that I fell asleep on the sofa while waiting to go in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home then had lunch. Then Mom, Dad and myself started clearing the house for the painting and minor renovation works. Rolled up the carpets and cleared the living hall upstairs. Bloody hell, the carpets were so fricking heavy I swear. I was cursing and swearing while trying to fold the carpet up with my Dad. Even though there was two of us, it was still so heavy!!! Tsk got all dirty and sweaty cuz of moving so much stuff around. Dad and I even carried the metal shelf in the hall, to the backyard downstairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Bukit Panjang Plaza for dinner at Jack's Place. Went to the library for a while after that and then headed to Symphony Heights cuz Kiak had asked Mummy to bring sometimes over from Jurong. Yep then slacked a while and I decided to stay over here! That's cuz today, our friends and family are visiting! Then Mom and Dad left for home. Yeah then followed them to Rocky's Pizza Place since they didn't have dinner yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, so now everyone's over here and they're all gambling!! Theres mahjong, card games and bingo going on! Tsk, I didn't bring my wallet so I'm stuck with using the lappie. Hahaha, I don't mind though. Actually, that's just lying to myself. I would very much like to play mahjong but I've been banned from it up till after my Os. Ohwell. Might ask my Mom or either Ben or Kiak to gimme some money to gamble. Hahaha. Tsk, all gambling addicts. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, school again tomorrow. Haven't completed my homework yet but its just a tad bit so I might just finish it up tonight when I get back to Jurong. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmhmm, I'm reconsidering having tuition again. Elaine has a friend who gives tuition and she has an agent and all who will assign a teacher according to my needs. I want Accounts and Math tuition but I just might have tuition for Science too. Shall see how it goes. I'm really scared cuz its practically only less than 4 months left. Maybe 3 months? Its really freaking me out and I honestly want to do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright this entry has been long enough, with all my rantings and whinings. I'll stop torturing y'alls here. And I'm still thinking about the hiatus thingmajig. I really might, since being online is really a pretty bad habit cuz I waste a lot of time staring at the computer screen, only going off after at least 2 hours. Tsk. Alright, once again, laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115243368299189985?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115243368299189985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115243368299189985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115243368299189985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115243368299189985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-yalls.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115228826150062576</id><published>2006-07-08T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T00:04:21.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Engheng will probably curse and swear when he sees this new layout. Hahaha. It gets boring looking at the same old thing for days y'know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going on a really really long hiatus. And I just might. We'll see how it goes first, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll still be blogging for now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115228826150062576?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115228826150062576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115228826150062576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115228826150062576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115228826150062576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/07/engheng-will-probably-curse-and-swear.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115226374489639141</id><published>2006-07-07T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T17:15:44.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the first time in my entire life, I'm actually hoping I'll get this entry over and done with quickly. This is what happens when you fall ill. I'm so sick now that I didn't even make much sense whenever I was talking. I was feeling really lazy so I didn't head out to buy lunch for myself(I needed to take medicine). Instead, I ate biscuits. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod Kiak finally got me the really huuuuge Spongebob Squarepants &amp;amp;Patrick the Starfish soft toys! Yippppeee! So cuuuute please! I'm really happy! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, having Pure History remedial tomorrow and then I'll have to head back home and clear up the area here where my computer and Dad's office are. That's because my whole house is going to undergo painting real soon and they're going to retile my whole toilet too. Ohmygod I've so much stuff in my room. Its going to be really hard to pack. Gee. The master bedroom's already packed up and all. Left with the rest of the house! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm going to head to sleep. Gnights.&lt;br /&gt;PS: I will die eating porridge for lunch/dinner for 3 consecutive days. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115226374489639141?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115226374489639141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115226374489639141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115226374489639141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115226374489639141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/07/for-first-time-in-my-entire-life-im.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115219625718333996</id><published>2006-07-06T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T22:58:26.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being sick has really worn me out. The short break that I thought I could have, turned out not to be what I had expected. I had wished and really thought that the doctor would issue me an MC for at least a day. Hell, I didn't get crap. I didn't even get an excuse for PE. And I have PE tomorrow. Lets just say I'm really hoping Mr Bong takes our heights and weights tomorrow instead of having us do actual PE. All the medicine I've been taking has really made me really groggy. I just woke up from a five hour "nap" and I'm going to complete my homework and then head to bed again since I just took medicine. I'm so fricking exhausted I could sleep in bed all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't attend British Council class last night. Instead, hung out at Elaine&amp;amp;Kiak's new place where her parents had surprised them by flying in that morning. Edwin, Lipeng, Jamie, Xanderboy and baby Alexis came too! Ohmygod I seldom see the babygirl and I must say, her eyes are really really really pretty! Pity I didn't take photos with her, did so with Xanderboy though! He was really hyper last night. Hahaha. Love my niece and nephew! (: So cute please! Fell asleep on the rather comfy sofa while Mommy was playing mahjong with them. Really couldn't take the heavy eyelids any longer so I gave in to sleep while trying to watch telly. Yeah then headed home after some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking about school like some zombie freakshow, with my jacket on and off, on and off cuz I was feeling both hot and cold, hot and cold. It was really annoying cuz when I had my jacket on, I would feel really hot at times but then after I take it out, I would be freezing. Ended up keeping the jacket on the whole day. Gerald is apparently, a really happy boy now because I keep really quiet when I'm sick so now he finally has peace. Hahaha. Not for long! I slept throughout the first four periods of school, tried to stay awake for RAP and SEL and then during recess I tried eating but since there wasn't much I could take, I bought kway tiao soup. Couldn't finish it since I didn't have the appetite but I needed food in my tummy so I tried my best to stuff it in but I still wasn't able to finish a lot of the noodles. Dragged myself off to Accounts class which as usual, was held in the meeting room which usually is a blessing because of the airconditioning, but it was torture to be in there today. The cold was unbearable and I couldn't sleep mainly because it is such a small class and Mrs Ong can see right at me. Dozed off a coupla times cuz of the medicine's effects. Had luck since I didn't get caught skiving. But hey, the girl's ill! Yeah then had Combined Humanities where I slept yet again. Yep, it was awesome that we didn't have remedials today due to some reasons so I cabbed down to this kampong atmospheric place in Clementi where Kiak, Elaine, Elaine's parents and my parents were having lunch. Yeah then after that headed back home where I slept like a log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I still need to complete a Pure History worksheet for tomorrow and also quite a few questions for Circle Theorem for Maths and I must say, I have no idea how it goes. So I'll probably die figuring it out. Don't get too much of a shock though. Alright, shall go strangle myself doing Math now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that everytime we seem to be pretty okay again, something never fails to crop up and screw the whole conversation we had going? Just loosen up, will you? Please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115219625718333996?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115219625718333996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115219625718333996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115219625718333996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115219625718333996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/07/being-sick-has-really-worn-me-out.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9405161.post-115209029972821885</id><published>2006-07-05T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T17:04:59.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been overworked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a short break. Just a really short one before I climb back up again.&lt;br /&gt;Just let me rest, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9405161-115209029972821885?l=invalidity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/feeds/115209029972821885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9405161&amp;postID=115209029972821885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115209029972821885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9405161/posts/default/115209029972821885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invalidity.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-been-overworked.html' title=''/><author><name>jenna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
