<?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-9776730</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:04:57.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goodgirlgonemad</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-5724365747060199738</id><published>2009-12-25T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T05:53:26.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry christmas!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Kewl I'm blogging from an itouch to say MERRY CHRISTMAS (okay this is random) oh well guess I'll blog another day. Goodbye bloggie &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-5724365747060199738?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5724365747060199738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=5724365747060199738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/5724365747060199738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/5724365747060199738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry christmas!!!!!!!'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-3839135581921299307</id><published>2009-08-17T04:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T09:21:20.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>THAT'S WHAT YOU GET by paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sir, well I don't wanna be the blame, not anymore&lt;br /&gt;It's your turn, so take a seat we're settling the final score&lt;br /&gt;And why do we like to hurt, so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide&lt;br /&gt;You have made it harder just to go on&lt;br /&gt;And why, all the possibilities where I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa&lt;br /&gt;That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa&lt;br /&gt;I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating&lt;br /&gt;And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, how am I supposed to feel when you're not here&lt;br /&gt;Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when you were here&lt;br /&gt;I still try holding onto silly things, I never learn&lt;br /&gt;Oh why, all the possibilities I'm sure you've heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa&lt;br /&gt;That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa&lt;br /&gt;I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating (beating)&lt;br /&gt;And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain, make your way to me, to me&lt;br /&gt;And I'll always be just so inviting&lt;br /&gt;If I ever start to think straight&lt;br /&gt;This heart will start a riot in me&lt;br /&gt;Let's start, start, hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we like to hurt so much?&lt;br /&gt;Oh why do we like to hurt so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what you get when you let your heart win!&lt;br /&gt;Whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa&lt;br /&gt;That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't trust myself with anything but this&lt;br /&gt;And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice song (: &lt;br /&gt;hmm i wonder where italic options etc went&lt;br /&gt;they're are missing POOF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well shattered twice, &lt;br /&gt;shattered yet again.&lt;br /&gt;Once on top of the world,&lt;br /&gt;not always but sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't say it was perfect,&lt;br /&gt;but even fairytales are flawed.&lt;br /&gt;a happy ending just means&lt;br /&gt;it hasn't ended yet.&lt;br /&gt;insecurities surface,&lt;br /&gt;dependence sets in.&lt;br /&gt;empty words&lt;br /&gt;false hope&lt;br /&gt;you said&lt;br /&gt;but i don't see it happening&lt;br /&gt;what would have been today&lt;br /&gt;i'll erase those daydreams now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-3839135581921299307?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/3839135581921299307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=3839135581921299307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/3839135581921299307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/3839135581921299307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-4085297819833145692</id><published>2009-07-16T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T03:42:49.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>hate to sound so sad and useless&lt;br /&gt;i wanna give it another shot&lt;br /&gt;*fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;all i've been doing this week is SGC&lt;br /&gt;so BORING and self praise (so unlike myself hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;they were, but we still are, love this phrase &lt;3&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-4085297819833145692?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/4085297819833145692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=4085297819833145692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/4085297819833145692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/4085297819833145692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-2797599678479181530</id><published>2009-06-23T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T08:56:34.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>its been so long everything i ever wanted to say, thought of to write are long over.&lt;br /&gt;new things kept happening and old things are fading away at the back of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;life's never been a bed of roses, always full of unneccessary unpleasant down times.&lt;br /&gt;its kinda like fixing one thing while everything else is falling apart, but you just don't have the time to salvage the rest yet.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm just in the middle of a whole mess of broken pieces D:&lt;br /&gt;bt2 revision in this case is one massive thing that's just failing, breaking-BROKEN.&lt;br /&gt;so much to fix, so little time to express myself here i'm suffocating.&lt;br /&gt;who knew what would happen if i didn't have this place to pour out my sorrows and say stuff that no one would otherwise listen to.&lt;br /&gt;anyway secondhand serenade, my good old all time favourite emo band never fails to just sing the very thoughts that are going through my mind!&lt;br /&gt;its so scary its like he stole the lyrics from my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;by secondhand serenade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Didn't you want to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;The sound of all the places we could go&lt;br /&gt;Do you fear&lt;br /&gt;The expressions on the faces we don't know&lt;br /&gt;It's a cold, hard road when you wake up&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think that I&lt;br /&gt;Have the strength to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me &lt;br /&gt;Couldn't you believe&lt;br /&gt;That everything I said and did wasn't just deceiving&lt;br /&gt;And the tear in your eye and your calm, hard face&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wish that I was never brought into this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my ring&lt;br /&gt;It might as well have been shattered&lt;br /&gt;And I'm here to sing&lt;br /&gt;About the things that mattered&lt;br /&gt;About the things that made us feel alive for oh, so long&lt;br /&gt;About the things that kept you on my side when I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me &lt;br /&gt;Couldn't you believe&lt;br /&gt;That everything I said and did wasn't just deceiving&lt;br /&gt;And the tear in your eye and your calm, hard face&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wish that I was never brought into this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anything great happened today, i finally got my eyebrows trimmed and my dishevelled hair cut haha. i can face my crisis looking more presentable now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-2797599678479181530?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/2797599678479181530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=2797599678479181530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/2797599678479181530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/2797599678479181530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-2809430674160969492</id><published>2009-05-04T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T07:28:06.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eventful april/may</title><content type='html'>hmm i should be studying/sleeping right now but since i'm done with facebook i couldn't resist coming by to post.&lt;br /&gt;argh its been such a busy/stressful/tiring but yet fun and eventful 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;so much so that i hardly had time to post even though it was on the top of my to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;oh well so i've got 3 weeks worth of crap to unload, nowadays my posts are so long and irregular BLAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sf7zDGqX7wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/sp7FwB2n55Q/s1600-h/2802_82492371276_624336276_2182844_7182820_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sf7zDGqX7wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/sp7FwB2n55Q/s200/2802_82492371276_624336276_2182844_7182820_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331966243506745090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sf7zDJHA5GI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7IAldfGZ4rI/s1600-h/3123_78026435425_590515425_2212159_8266922_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sf7zDJHA5GI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7IAldfGZ4rI/s200/3123_78026435425_590515425_2212159_8266922_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331966244163740770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sf7zCxgBdbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ejhaR341fP0/s1600-h/3123_78026420425_590515425_2212156_5254680_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sf7zCxgBdbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ejhaR341fP0/s200/3123_78026420425_590515425_2212156_5254680_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331966237826184626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sf7zCprzxkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/CIrbthau9pI/s1600-h/3123_76945370425_590515425_2196001_425553_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sf7zCprzxkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/CIrbthau9pI/s200/3123_76945370425_590515425_2196001_425553_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331966235728135746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sf7zCdtq_rI/AAAAAAAAAH0/MiXD2DN-WK8/s1600-h/3123_76945295425_590515425_2195988_7901889_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sf7zCdtq_rI/AAAAAAAAAH0/MiXD2DN-WK8/s200/3123_76945295425_590515425_2195988_7901889_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331966232514723506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well random photos of the polo match HAHA one photo of me goalie-ing with my head cut off. well thankfully, keeps the highly probable unglam expression of mine a mystery. truth be told, i don't really miss polo, i just miss sab mainly, don't get to suffer together with her much now that trg is overrr. tsk but i just received this relay that there is some more polo stuff on this year and my heart rate sped up, I THOUGHT ITS OVER?! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;130409&lt;br /&gt;lost to rjc 4-2&lt;br /&gt;they were the better team &lt;strong&gt;that day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to tactical errors &lt;br /&gt;well but we put up a good fight, it was perfection with no regrets, lost with dignity and we weren't sore losers, then we got over the defeat real fast.&lt;br /&gt;after that the binching offically began &lt;em&gt;oh dear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after season everyone's appetites grew and it got hard to stop eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;140409&lt;br /&gt;went down to watch some canoeing, &lt;br /&gt;it was quite exciting because i'd never watched before!&lt;br /&gt;then i had team dinner at swissotel merchant court.&lt;br /&gt;it was seafood beuffet and omg i'd 4 bowls of sharks fin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150409&lt;br /&gt;my first early day home because there's no more trg.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of liberation was not fully felt then since there was still so much going on.&lt;br /&gt;however later on joy and i felt really happy when brenda was complaining about trg and we realised we didn't have trg anymore.&lt;br /&gt;usually at around 4+ when trg is about to start, we'll be sulking and grumbling and hoping that there'll be lightning alert HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;even though i was aching for this day to come, i didn't actually feel extremely elated.......&lt;br /&gt;so i rushed home and out again to get a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160409&lt;br /&gt;i didn't wanna go to school and i caught a cold.&lt;br /&gt;so i took my trusty old cold meds and slept the whole day,&lt;br /&gt;managed to convince my mother to write a parents' letter.&lt;br /&gt;had to print 2 copies cause mrs kang wants one bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;170409&lt;br /&gt;now that i'm freer i could finally have a MAD (michelle, april, dorothy) meeting to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;its was a long while since i last saw my primary school and best mates.&lt;br /&gt;i had really good tom yam at the hawker center on top of beauty world.&lt;br /&gt;then we walked home together since we lived so nearby (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;180409&lt;br /&gt;if i'm not wrong i think i went out with valerie for a lunch thing before meeting sab before going for the polo farewell party organised by the juniors.&lt;br /&gt;in the end i decided not to go home but go straight to orchard instead so that val can show me the cool skirt she found.&lt;br /&gt;turns out its from the ohsofickle outlet in far east, the stuff there is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;then i met sab and wandered around before meeting joy and going to melissa's house for the bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;190409&lt;br /&gt;i finally got a breather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well this is such a boring post, i'm just stating what i did and FULLSTOP.&lt;br /&gt;better than nothing i guess, at least i know what i've been doing with my time.&lt;br /&gt;argh today which is 4th may, joy and i were lamenting about our monetary woes and financial difficulties. i think impecunious is the word to decribe this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;a vision in my head&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-2809430674160969492?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/2809430674160969492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=2809430674160969492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/2809430674160969492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/2809430674160969492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2009/05/eventful-aprilmay.html' title='eventful april/may'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sf7zDGqX7wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/sp7FwB2n55Q/s72-c/2802_82492371276_624336276_2182844_7182820_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-414868267809192703</id><published>2009-04-24T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:24:45.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>ocean size love by leigh nash&lt;br /&gt;I know what I'm doing may be dumb&lt;br /&gt;I know I should not be staring at the sun&lt;br /&gt;But the thought of you leads me to temptation&lt;br /&gt;It's the same whatever side you're on&lt;br /&gt;Separated we are delicate and small&lt;br /&gt;And the space between needs our attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you right in front of me as close as you can get&lt;br /&gt;And I pray that you won't leave this daydream yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it might seem much too far to get back to where you are&lt;br /&gt;But it's close enough with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;So if you can't reach out to me&lt;br /&gt;Send a sign across the sea and I'll pick it up with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to worry anymore&lt;br /&gt;If I really need you I'll go to the shore&lt;br /&gt;And the thought of you there is my protection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;A vision in my head&lt;br /&gt;And I know this is as real as a daydream gets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it might seem much too far to get back to where you are&lt;br /&gt;But it's close enough with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;So if you can't reach out to me&lt;br /&gt;Send a sign across the sea and I'll pick it up with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make no sound but I can hear you in the wind&lt;br /&gt;I can see this never ends&lt;br /&gt;Like the sea&lt;br /&gt;Like you for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's close enough with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;So if you can't reach out to me&lt;br /&gt;Send a sign across the sea and I'll pick it up with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it might seem much too far to get back to where you are&lt;br /&gt;But it's close enough with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;So if you can't reach out to me&lt;br /&gt;Send a sign across the sea and I'll pick it up with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;this is my idea of heaven&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-414868267809192703?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/414868267809192703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=414868267809192703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/414868267809192703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/414868267809192703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2009/04/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-1360654894292305846</id><published>2009-04-10T00:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:40:30.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>polo</title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHH SAJC GIRLS POLO IS IN THE FINALS OMG!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;we beat:&lt;br /&gt;tjc 25-2&lt;br /&gt;rjc 6-3&lt;br /&gt;tied with acjc 5-5&lt;br /&gt;which qualifies us for the finals!&lt;br /&gt;and the best part is that we didn't lose a single match!&lt;br /&gt;to God be the glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'd so much to write but i uh kinda forgot what it was.&lt;br /&gt;had sports day ytd,&lt;br /&gt;got back pw results,&lt;br /&gt;then the acjc match.&lt;br /&gt;finals on monday against rjc,&lt;br /&gt;and we're going for gold (:&lt;br /&gt;if we've won once i'm sure we can do it again&lt;br /&gt;GO SAINTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the unexpected victory against rjc everyone was hugging in the pool and drowning each other unintentionally HAHA&lt;br /&gt;anyway the match agaisnt AC was so crucial,&lt;br /&gt;and the most exciting, emotional, nerve-wreaking, heart-stopping, wackiest match ever!&lt;br /&gt;we were leading at first then we got overtaken by one goal,&lt;br /&gt;then we kept letting in a goal and then closing the goal difference, &lt;br /&gt;and this went on for 2 more times into the last quarter.&lt;br /&gt;everyone who wasn't playing were clasping hands and praying continuously,&lt;br /&gt;and everytime we scored a goal to maintain a tie everyone was jumping around hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there was more fire when we played against rjc than acjc.&lt;br /&gt;maybe sports day and the trauma of getting back pw results drained us,&lt;br /&gt;or just cause we're so close to and yet so far from finals,&lt;br /&gt;it was coming down to either all or nothing, &lt;br /&gt;everyone got a little nervous.&lt;br /&gt;it was a close shave; at least we managed a tie.&lt;br /&gt;God's grace is truly sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;last year acjc tied with us and got 2nd just because of one more goal in the goal difference, we ended up 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;strangely we tied with them again but this time its our turn to get lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently the ac coach called for a time out when the ball was in our possession, &lt;br /&gt;so we got a penalty shoot out.&lt;br /&gt;but the referees were also somewhat bias against us!&lt;br /&gt;there was so many times major fouls were committed against us but they didn't get sacked etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;so i believe it was a fair fight overall.&lt;br /&gt;and to make my day more perfect, i got an A for PW!&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable!&lt;br /&gt;my whole group aced PW!&lt;br /&gt;almost my whole class got A and the rest got B!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best of all cca will be ending after monday and its a long weekend 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title='polo'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-6072346990098115603</id><published>2009-04-03T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T07:09:14.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy april fool's</title><content type='html'>hmm can't really recall what i wanted to write so urgently.&lt;br /&gt;this is like the first time i'm blogging in school, feels kinda weird.&lt;br /&gt;and there's this sport's day going on outside.&lt;br /&gt;so there goes my peace and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's life concert this evening :D&lt;br /&gt;going with sab and she's taking forever to come meet me.&lt;br /&gt;okay here she comes haha,&lt;br /&gt;continue laterrr.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi backkk, but i'm home now :D&lt;br /&gt;argh its back to school tmr, dreading the work but i wanna see &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the last two hours or so watching mission impossible 3 again!&lt;br /&gt;and made the mistake of taking a nap earlier on, couldn't wake up ):&lt;br /&gt;so i didn't do my homework!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so busy and my thoughts are all over the place nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;can't focus on anything, its all just one massive tangled mess of crap i need to sort out urgently.&lt;br /&gt;but there's only time after polo season ends.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm doing my best to ignore everything else for now-which isn't easy-my mind is just in a frenzy right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"daydreaming typically represents a kind of &lt;strong&gt;mental rehearsal&lt;/strong&gt; maintaining the brain in a state of readiness to respond" &lt;br /&gt;SEE, the justification for all the daydreaming going on during lectures and tutorials, daydreaming is not useless okayyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so much more to say, so little time, i'm just doing everything in a touch and go manner like now.&lt;br /&gt;everything is half done grr!&lt;br /&gt;btw the way please check out this site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://vivalamode.livejournal.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;support my friend's new lj shop (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;choking on your alibis&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-6072346990098115603?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/6072346990098115603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=6072346990098115603' title='0 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Do you? Isn't it great? It really is the best of both worlds. You get to be alive and unconscious."&lt;br /&gt;HHA from some website brenda showed me,&lt;br /&gt;my sentiments exactly :D&lt;br /&gt;well school started and thankfully its been an easy week. &lt;br /&gt;monday marked the end of bts and i can't believe it was just 5 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;time doesn't really fly that fast when you're having fun this time round which is a good thing to the ultimatum.&lt;br /&gt;i've just gotten down to some work because its gp (mrs kang) and its group work (with ronald). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm on wednesday school ended earlier because geog tut was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;on thursday all my tutorials were either cancelled, resheduled or shortened.&lt;br /&gt;so i had a 3 hour break and i ended 2.5 hours earlier.&lt;br /&gt;so instead of ending at 5-the longest school day-i only had a total of 2.5 hours of lesson.&lt;br /&gt;i spent all my time sleeping, talking, going online, playing tap tap domination and EATING.&lt;br /&gt;omg i kept eating i blew this weeks allowance on food alone, i'm so broke now meep.&lt;br /&gt;ate subway twice this week and kept eating out some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd i was 45 min late for lesson at 10am (instead of service learning)&lt;br /&gt;overslept then traffic jam, mdm lee seemed to understand my plight for the latter reason for my latecoming so she wasn't angry. &lt;br /&gt;but i seriously doubt her ability to get angry anyway.&lt;br /&gt;service learning was cancelled cause the place we were supposedly going to didn't need us and there was some communication breakdown-by the time we found out it was too late to find another place.&lt;br /&gt;guess we'll do service learning in june.&lt;br /&gt;after class, brenda dorita cliffton and i went to cathay starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;brenda and i managed to find joy's birthday present there.&lt;br /&gt;then i met up with val and we went back to starbucks for lunch, they have this really nice chicken something and tuna something (forgot what its called), more money spent on food eeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm then val and i did some uncalled for-hardcore-shopping without cash.&lt;br /&gt;when you don't plan to shop you'll end up shopping and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;everything was on sale and there were loads of new arrivals.&lt;br /&gt;val ended up using nets and i winded up using val's nets too HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so broke its not even funny anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i need to ask everyone to return me the money they borrowed real soon!&lt;br /&gt;but it was all worth it cause i finally got the really long-ish sweater thingy i wanted half price.&lt;br /&gt;and i got my outfit for joy's old-school(vintage) themed birthday party tmr, so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;vintage is everything i'm not and when i see something that i absolutely detest, i know its vintage.&lt;br /&gt;but then i realised vintage is not that awful, its actually not baddd (:&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm just really relieved that i won't be looking like a fashion disaster tmr yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had trg this morning from 11am-2pm again :\&lt;br /&gt;my shoulders started peeling ytd and the skin tone was rather uneven.&lt;br /&gt;but guess what after today's trg it evened out already.&lt;br /&gt;its so scorching glaring and sunny i could barely see.&lt;br /&gt;but at least trg has been more bearable lately.&lt;br /&gt;other than the time when i got hit squarely on my nose and then on my head again today.&lt;br /&gt;it was so frigging painful i was hurling profanities under my breath.&lt;br /&gt;i quickly went to the toilet to make sure my nose was still straight.&lt;br /&gt;so annoying! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunching with sab and exchanging my vintage skirt for a bigger one that fits me better,&lt;br /&gt;i went for this university talk thing at this church near my house.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;For i know the plans i have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.&lt;br /&gt;well i really wanna go to NTU to do arts, media and design, i think its visual arts which is what i want.&lt;br /&gt;now at least i have some direction and some motivation/reason to study hard.&lt;br /&gt;then my dad decided we'll eat seafood today even though there was no special occasion. &lt;br /&gt;so i got to eat shark's fin woots,&lt;br /&gt;kill the sharks, they're freaky (watched way too many movies about people getting eaten by sharks) :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Watch the world come alive tonight&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-3515748272155442165?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/3515748272155442165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=3515748272155442165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/3515748272155442165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/3515748272155442165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2009/03/term-2-d.html' title='term 2 D:'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-1560574144873294916</id><published>2009-03-24T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:14:49.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>march holidays</title><content type='html'>i really need to blog now now now and nothing is going to stop me.&lt;br /&gt;seriously i've been trying to blog but everytime i come online i do anything but.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm about to explode with stuff to say haha *verbal diarrhea*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately my mood has been really erratic and especially unstable since holidays is ending and my whole being is repulsed at the idea of going back to school.&lt;br /&gt;at least now i have some motivation to wake up and catch the early bus (:&lt;br /&gt;actually val is supposed to pop by today but there was trg, so polo mates were supposed to hang out before trg but now there's a relay that trg is optional and val made other plans so i'm slacking at home reading &lt;strong&gt;TWILIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got up really late today, 11am i think, slept for 12hours!&lt;br /&gt;hardly ever get to sleep so much so it was the top of the agenda for today's activities.&lt;br /&gt;well other than sleeping i've been eating, reading and blog hopping.&lt;br /&gt;http://ohsofickle.blogspot.com is amazing for online shopping, bet most people already know it exists.&lt;br /&gt;check http://vintagevinnies.blogspot.com out, support my friends' blog shop.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll open a livejournal shop someday&lt;br /&gt;can make $$$ + have an excuse to shop excessively :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i must add that i've severe time management problems that has really made itself known this march holidays.&lt;br /&gt;i let time slip through my fingers without a second thought, guess it could be because i was so caught up with so many activities.&lt;br /&gt;but its not really a valid excuse since most of them were purely recreational!&lt;br /&gt;as a result biology revision was very interrupted, brief and incomplete :S&lt;br /&gt;playing before getting work done doesn't really prick my conscience anymore..&lt;br /&gt;and i've been eating really unhealthily with no consideration of an impending sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;i just eat whatever i want whenever i want and i should really stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched this documentary about food and its really enlightening.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to write it down but it slipped my mind.&lt;br /&gt;turns out that high metabolism doesn't affect your size.&lt;br /&gt;so having high metabolic rate=being skinny is a BIG FAT MYTH!&lt;br /&gt;you'll only get fat if you eat more than you should.&lt;br /&gt;there're other stuff that i learnt:&lt;br /&gt;`protein diet keeps you fuller&lt;br /&gt;`don't over eat and skip meals later, doesn't help with weight loss&lt;br /&gt;`eat smaller portions each meal time and don't snack, this works better ;D&lt;br /&gt;`be aware of what you ate, that'll discourage you from over eating&lt;br /&gt;`soup makes you fuller (this is more complicated. they compared someone that simply drank a glass of water then eat a normal meal and someone that mixed the water with the food and grinded it into soup form. for the first person, the water flows through the system quickly, only the food is retained in the stomach. for the second person, food+water is retained in the person's stomach causing the person to be fuller!)&lt;br /&gt;`and dairy products causes more fats to be excreted, interesting right, its got something to do with the calcium it contains i think.&lt;br /&gt;haha but i think dieting is more effective for extremely overweight cases, exercising is still the best way of shedding the excess fat, i'll say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA from michelle's blog, on the contrary i think this is very funny, especially the expression "like some useless backside" HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;"...then there was this guy who was farting with his hands (HAHAHA) but he was behind me so obviously i only heard the sound --&gt;(for a while i thought the convincing sound was a real fart)&lt;br /&gt;so anyway i turned around to see that he was farting with his hands&lt;br /&gt;then i tried to restrain&lt;br /&gt;but he KEPT FARTING EVEN MORE HAHHAA like some useless backside&lt;br /&gt;so i started laughing hahahahha (shit stranger ley)..."&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing like a lunatic when i read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the last day of school before the march holidays was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;think its because its &lt;em&gt;friday 13&lt;/em&gt; again!&lt;br /&gt;for one trg was cancelled since the dark cumulunimbus clouds were exceptionally threatening. &lt;br /&gt;so we camwhored at the pool then went for a meal together before everyone left for the malaysia trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;140309&lt;br /&gt;i'd piano theory exam, the predominating reason why i wasn't at malaysia with the rest! &lt;br /&gt;thankfully so, some of my team mates look like surviving victims that escaped a burning building.&lt;br /&gt;their sunburn was horrific and most of them were peeling.&lt;br /&gt;my sunburn from the consecutive march holidays trgs couldn't match theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150309&lt;br /&gt;my mother's birthday (:&lt;br /&gt;i think i made her a card and got her eye mask from face shop haha.&lt;br /&gt;we ate at this place in take that sells really good steaks.&lt;br /&gt;and i ate lobster yay!&lt;br /&gt;but i think i was painstakingly unglam as i tried to work my way through the set-meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160309&lt;br /&gt;went for a swim then met up with valerie and had a proper outing to town!&lt;br /&gt;we just walked around aimlessly and making multiple stops for food haha.&lt;br /&gt;chilled at wisma food republic again, think its subconciously our new "sexy corner"&lt;br /&gt;well saw a few familiar faces that day, typical of living in Singapore where everyone practically hangs out in town.&lt;br /&gt;that reminds me, i so gotta hunt down those people who owe me photos, i've got no current photos.&lt;br /&gt;so much for not owning a camera.&lt;br /&gt;camwhoring with val is so much harder now ever since she got one of those heavy professional cameras. &lt;br /&gt;and she named it A.J. (alexander jack) somemore, her new bf or so she claims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;170309&lt;br /&gt;i'd math lecture, just one hour in the morning, massive waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;i braved the rain and reached school 15 minutes late.&lt;br /&gt;but lecture only started another 15 minutes later because of technical problems, genius.&lt;br /&gt;at least i didn't miss anything, but anyway there wasn't much to miss, it was awfully boring.&lt;br /&gt;later i met up with sab, due to unforseen circumstances (which was holiday trgs grr) we didn't get to study in kap.&lt;br /&gt;but i was happy to see that everyone came back from malaysia in one piece, or else i'll lose half my social life haha.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to macs for food, i've been eating there far too often for my liking.&lt;br /&gt;then we attempted to revise for bio but we kept talking and laughing it was barely possible.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt it'll be any better at kap.&lt;br /&gt;after trg i rushed to plaza singapura, cafe cartel for church class outing.&lt;br /&gt;i'd fun, lots of chatting and photography going on.&lt;br /&gt;i managed to take one of those really nice focused pro shots with julien's cam yay!&lt;br /&gt;then eehui complained that her food was uncooked so we got one new plate haha, we picked the most expensive one since it'll be free!&lt;br /&gt;but the food was not that great, i left the earliest-as usual-was really exhausted, and losing my mind gradually to much needed sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;180309&lt;br /&gt;after trg, it was a mad rush but worth it anyway (:&lt;br /&gt;again, it was rather surreal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;190309&lt;br /&gt;i think i pushed myself too hard today for trg.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to swim 40 breadths today and i think it consumed a lot of energy.&lt;br /&gt;after that i goalkeeped, practised saving lobe balls while everyone took a break, and keeped again for the longest time since sab wasn't here.&lt;br /&gt;but at least i think i played much better and it was recognised.&lt;br /&gt;after a short while we played a match and i was starting to feel my energy ebbing away and i let in a shot cause i wasn't paying attention which was regrettable ):&lt;br /&gt;soon my will power abandoned me too and all i could think of is what i wanted to eat later, then after a while i was just thinking of how desperately i NEEDED to eat right away, and then i just became strangely sleepy very suddenly and i really couldn't focus anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i let in almost all the shots and max was yelling at me but my hand-eye coordination left me and i didn't even feel like treading water anymore, i just let myself sink then kick off the floor at the bottom of the pool up to breathe. It was freaky to think i almost black out in the pool and that it'll all end in that very pool HA.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully i made it out alive but i couldn't really walk properly.&lt;br /&gt;i think i really used up all the glucose in me and my blood glucose level was declining, this is where bio knowledge comes in handy heh.&lt;br /&gt;i ate like a glutton when i met my mother at wisma for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;then we had this voucher at this shoe shop so i got a new pair of mary-janes after the longest time i spent at a shoe shop and much deliberation. &lt;br /&gt;everytime i tried sth there was either no size or not comfortable i practically tried everything in the shop!&lt;br /&gt;i was so frustrated i finally relented and bought the display pair blah.&lt;br /&gt;after that we passed by southaven and i bought a much needed pair of black shorts (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200309 (:&lt;br /&gt;match against acjc!&lt;br /&gt;i think we played not bad but then again it wasn't acjc's full team so can't be too complacent.&lt;br /&gt;they might just be trying to find out our game tactics.&lt;br /&gt;really hope we didn't show them all our strategies :\&lt;br /&gt;and read lots of twilight as well so didn't get started on bio :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday and sunday i was lying to myself each time i said i'll start bio after i finished that particular chapter of twilight.&lt;br /&gt;then i'll read another, and another, and another...&lt;br /&gt;so bio was in jeopardy.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i managed to cramp all of the bio i learnt this year into my head in the morning on my way to school and the paper was actually okay!&lt;br /&gt;after this final paper of block test for me we headed down to suntec city for pepper lunch.&lt;br /&gt;after wandering about for some time in raffles city we rushed back to catch the bus transporting us to the guys A divs polo match against acjc.&lt;br /&gt;the guys put up a good fight but lost ):&lt;br /&gt;we cheered a lot for them though, i think we were really noisy and the screaming aggravated my sore throat haha.&lt;br /&gt;later we hitched a ride back to school in max's car for trg,&lt;br /&gt;so fed up with myself and all these trgs.&lt;br /&gt;i keep getting demoralised, then i'll self-talk and psycho myself until i feel better and my mood keeps swinging up down up down i'm going to become a mental case soon.&lt;br /&gt;so i keep reminding myself repeatedly, 3 more weeks to liberation and try to feel more at peace with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this is the longest post yet, i typed for hours on end!&lt;br /&gt;when i started the sunlight was still streaming into my room but now its so dark outside.&lt;br /&gt;looks like my slacker day is drawing to an end, better get on with twilight before the last few hours of today is up.&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;secret valentine&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-1560574144873294916?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/1560574144873294916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=1560574144873294916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/1560574144873294916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/1560574144873294916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-holidays.html' title='march holidays'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sci2HhmVQwI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mVZaU5MzGcU/s72-c/2582_63272252539_565362539_2042862_6363377_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-6201416735982443005</id><published>2009-03-16T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T08:55:15.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friday13 pieday marchhols</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sb51nZyc0EI/AAAAAAAAAG8/qggBW6fGPkQ/s1600-h/DSC_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sb51nZyc0EI/AAAAAAAAAG8/qggBW6fGPkQ/s200/DSC_0017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313813930141601858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with val &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been so lazy, too lazy to blog even :S&lt;br /&gt;another day.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;stay close to me&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-6201416735982443005?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/6201416735982443005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=6201416735982443005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/6201416735982443005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/6201416735982443005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday13-pieday-marchhols.html' title='friday13 pieday marchhols'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sb51nZyc0EI/AAAAAAAAAG8/qggBW6fGPkQ/s72-c/DSC_0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-2279719962988467780</id><published>2009-03-04T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T03:12:03.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>peekchures</title><content type='html'>a picture paints a thousand words, so this post is a few thousand words HA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sa5cBHwRdyI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FgE2Y-pg7qw/s1600-h/DSC06523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sa5cBHwRdyI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FgE2Y-pg7qw/s200/DSC06523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309282185047537442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA camwhoring while helping out at cross country. &lt;br /&gt;i always have a bad case of messy fringe LAA!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sa5cBpru3OI/AAAAAAAAAGc/J5xEFTlgjBg/s1600-h/DSC06514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sa5cBpru3OI/AAAAAAAAAGc/J5xEFTlgjBg/s200/DSC06514.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309282194155298018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the rainbow that appeared on the news, very pretty (:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sa5cBfr8JHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xVSAEbHM_zI/s1600-h/DSC06498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sa5cBfr8JHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xVSAEbHM_zI/s200/DSC06498.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309282191471813746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glowing bacteria made by joy, brenda and me!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sa5cBaDhPLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Ceoa5COVSz4/s1600-h/DSC06468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sa5cBaDhPLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Ceoa5COVSz4/s200/DSC06468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309282189960101042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy's Vday sweets. i really feel like destroying these perfect looking smileys for some odd reason :S&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sa5cBZE18JI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WYQp0Uqd_l8/s1600-h/DSC04723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sa5cBZE18JI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WYQp0Uqd_l8/s200/DSC04723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309282189697216658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNFLOWER HEH&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sa5eibCgUyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/UVZ3KRR7U5Y/s1600-h/DSC04038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sa5eibCgUyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/UVZ3KRR7U5Y/s200/DSC04038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309284956183221026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss long hair.............&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sa5cHCbjqNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_DCj1kv0FJg/s1600-h/DSC06518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sa5cHCbjqNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_DCj1kv0FJg/s200/DSC06518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309282286697687250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDD i miss you cher! i only get to see you over webcam now BOO ):&lt;div 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title='peekchures'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/Sa5cBHwRdyI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FgE2Y-pg7qw/s72-c/DSC06523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-5165716766925730268</id><published>2009-02-27T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T05:48:34.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy days</title><content type='html'>this week has been uh rather eventful.&lt;br /&gt;i've been aching to unload everything here for while.&lt;br /&gt;somehow writing all the crap here makes me feel better,&lt;br /&gt;then one day when i revisit these posts i can laugh at the stupid stuff that happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well april's surprise birthday party was a success.&lt;br /&gt;i left church earlier immediately after youth fellowship so i could get the cake.&lt;br /&gt;then i went to april's house and hid the cake in her fridge, haha i told her i bought dessert so she didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;michelle came shortly after that and we chitchatted while lunching.&lt;br /&gt;haha then when april went to the kitchen michelle and i started putting on all the party stuffs while squatting under the table and giggling nonstop!&lt;br /&gt;then we popped the poppers at april and started singing happy birthday while laughing uncontrollably. &lt;br /&gt;april said she heard lots of noise then when she turned around she saw two bandits with party hats on (which was us with the face mask and party hats of course)&lt;br /&gt;seriously, this is really hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;so we took loads of photos with the party hats and april demanded that we had to keep them on throughout the whole study session later on.&lt;br /&gt;yeah but unfortunately all the photos are with michelle so another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is also chem spa week! &lt;br /&gt;as usual when it comes to the real thing, its not smoothsailing at all!&lt;br /&gt;let's just say i broke a measuring cylinder before the exam started, faked most of my results and finished everything just in time thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;so if anyone is feeling really depressed about screwing up chem spa, you've got me for company :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was practising a lot for the impending doom of piano practical-the ultimate horror D:&lt;br /&gt;actually i haven't been practising since i've been so busy.&lt;br /&gt;so i had to resort to drastic measures like practising hours on end one week before.&lt;br /&gt;and i unintentionally caused my neighbour great displeasure cause apparently my music to him is noise :\&lt;br /&gt;so he being an impatient hot tempered burly gigantic angmoh stormed down from upstairs and started ringing the doorbell and banging on the door. &lt;br /&gt;and when i say banging, i mean BANGING.&lt;br /&gt;so my dad got kinda annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;the angmoh was like swearing and cursing and going i don't care, like an overgrown kid throwing a tamtrum.&lt;br /&gt;my dad being the mature adult of the two got fed up and went: don't you use the 4 letter word at me.&lt;br /&gt;then he said: what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;dad: i can't do anything, just look at your size!&lt;br /&gt;cranky neighbour: BLAH BLAH !@#$%^&amp;*&lt;br /&gt;dad: you talk and behave like a kid!&lt;br /&gt;so after he hurled his insults at my dad and they both exchanged threats of calling the police, he went back to where he came from and slammed the door so loudly i heard it from downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;this drama is seriously free entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;but now i feel like my security is endangered with that crank living upstairs, who knows what he'll do in his fits of anger.&lt;br /&gt;his anger management problems is gonna give him a heart attack someday, he better take care.&lt;br /&gt;well we thought he would have got over this by the next day but he proved to be more petty than i thought.&lt;br /&gt;he was like bouncing a ball right on the spot above the piano just to get back at me? &lt;br /&gt;no idea, as if i'll let his childish behaviour bother me.&lt;br /&gt;oh well guess i've got a tyrant for a neighbour whatever HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we were supposed to have a friendly against rjc polo on wednesday &lt;br /&gt;but it was pouring and the lightning alert went off&lt;br /&gt;it lasted till 5.30 so the match was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;lucky me :D&lt;br /&gt;this week was great until piano practical killed my friday ):&lt;br /&gt;even though i got to skip trg on thursday and school on friday because of it, &lt;br /&gt;its not enough to compensate the unpleasantness this piano practical has permenently etched in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;i thought this time round i'll have a better grip of my emotions since i didn't have panic attacks the day before piano pract.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i was wrong, i became a nervous wreak as the time of the exam drew closer.&lt;br /&gt;i was disobeying every instinct that told me not to go into the examination room&lt;br /&gt;and every second in there was a battle not to lose my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;this pretty much sums up my extreme stage fright problem.&lt;br /&gt;i don't get it, everyone seems to go through it so calmly.&lt;br /&gt;its just me, freaking out to such extents.&lt;br /&gt;i think i have a severe phobia of piano practicals that intensifies exponentially as i get older.&lt;br /&gt;so i messed up, had a mental breakdown, forgot my scales, didn't register sight reading, made wild guesses for aural.&lt;br /&gt;the ordeal lasted 40 minutes and i came out feeling:&lt;br /&gt;happy (oddly enough)&lt;br /&gt;relieved&lt;br /&gt;sad&lt;br /&gt;disappointed&lt;br /&gt;defeated&lt;br /&gt;discouraged&lt;br /&gt;inferior &lt;br /&gt;embarrassed&lt;br /&gt;terrified&lt;br /&gt;loser-ish&lt;br /&gt;after spending my afternoon mulling and moping over a very certain failure, brooding over what i could have done better and trying not to replay the horrific experience in my head, i can gladly say i have put everything behind me and moved on.&lt;br /&gt;but of course a phobia remains a phobia and and i promise i'll never ever ever subject myself to piano pract again. NEVER! that's a promise i can keep. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway i'm in love with this song that goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both young when I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And the flashback starts&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing there&lt;br /&gt;On a balcony in summer air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the lights&lt;br /&gt;See the party, the ball gowns&lt;br /&gt;I see you make your way through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;And say hello, little did I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;br /&gt;And I was crying on the staircase&lt;br /&gt;Begging you please don't go, and I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sneak out to the garden to see you&lt;br /&gt;We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Escape this town for a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;br /&gt;But you were everything to me&lt;br /&gt;I was begging you please don't go and I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me, they try to tell me how to feel&lt;br /&gt;This love is difficult, but it's real&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tired of waiting&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you were ever coming around&lt;br /&gt;My faith in you is fading&lt;br /&gt;When I met you on the outskirts of town, and I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone&lt;br /&gt;I keep waiting for you but you never come&lt;br /&gt;Is this in my head? I don't know what to think&lt;br /&gt;He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And said, marry me Juliet&lt;br /&gt;You'll never have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;I love you and that's all I really know&lt;br /&gt;I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we were both young when I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a lengthy post HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;your history is mine&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-5165716766925730268?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5165716766925730268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=5165716766925730268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/5165716766925730268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/5165716766925730268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-days.html' title='happy days'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-5254771449809046476</id><published>2009-02-20T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T06:58:01.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long week</title><content type='html'>its been a really long week that just seemed to go on forever!&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness its over (:&lt;br /&gt;i had the most hilarious chem mock spa ever.&lt;br /&gt;in my first attempt, i was busy cleaning up spillages and messes etc that when i check the water level in the burette in the first 30s, i couldn't find it.&lt;br /&gt;turns out all the water in the burette vanished or rather it got displaced in appalling proportions!&lt;br /&gt;then in the next attempt, the mixture that is supposedly brown with black ppt turned clear, what a &lt;strong&gt;phenomenon&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so i was rushing to do the experiment the third time and no bubbles appeared. so i shook the conical flask when all you're supposed to do is swirl 3 times. then all the bubbles came out at one shot. CRAP :\&lt;br /&gt;well this week has been loads of fun too in spite of everything.&lt;br /&gt;there was team dinner on thursday again and we were all entertained by sab's weird antics. &lt;br /&gt;today i had og lunch-it's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;tmr its lunch with VAL i'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;and sunday, its MAD meeting.&lt;br /&gt;on a more solemn note,&lt;br /&gt;another hamster died of old age.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you Squeaky, even if i feel kinda relieved right now that there's one less cage to wash.&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;it's too early to say goodnight&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-5254771449809046476?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5254771449809046476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=5254771449809046476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/5254771449809046476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/5254771449809046476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2009/02/long-week.html' title='long week'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-459723573696663752</id><published>2009-02-17T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T01:43:12.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>this is so surreal&lt;br /&gt;almost like a daydream,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i'm hanging by a moment&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-459723573696663752?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/459723573696663752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=459723573696663752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/459723573696663752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/459723573696663752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2009/02/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-7858966026039794501</id><published>2009-02-13T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T06:24:13.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vday &lt;3</title><content type='html'>friendship week was great!&lt;br /&gt;needless to say, today was the most enjoyable day of friendship week.&lt;br /&gt;we were exchanging vday presents and i got to catch up with friends i haven't met up with in a while (:&lt;br /&gt;even though its friday 13 today, it is possibly one of the best days of my life and certainly the best one this year.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because i'm &lt;em&gt;ridiculously&lt;/em&gt; happy right now...&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i want to thank God its friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;you have stolen my heart &lt;3&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm anyway this whole week has been rather dramatic, just when i was wondering why life has become so mundane.&lt;br /&gt;let's just say friendship week did its job by bringing friends closer and building stronger bonds.&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day is so much like Christmas come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;Joy was just telling me the origin of the story of valentine's day, apparently someone named Valentine died, pardon my bluntness&lt;br /&gt;ironically, this gives us an excuse to celebrate love on 14 feb O_O&lt;br /&gt;i'm also really thankful my juniors are pretty amiable and that everything in general have been improving for me.&lt;br /&gt;today was a hectic mad rush to deliver presents to everyone that we forgot to eat during our breaks.&lt;br /&gt;so i was surviving solely on chocolates that i got heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i'm really touched by all the people who bothered to give me stuff, love you guys to bits.&lt;br /&gt;sab is hilarious, she gave me boxers and just passed it to me in broad daylight.&lt;br /&gt;after a while i thought it was wise to keep it concealed in the bag i was carrying.&lt;br /&gt;then in class ronald went to open the bag to look for his present but saw the boxers and exclaimed that there was underwear inside HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;cracked me up majorly man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-7858966026039794501?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/7858966026039794501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=7858966026039794501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/7858966026039794501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/7858966026039794501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2009/02/vday-3.html' title='Vday &lt;3'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-5421413736593420876</id><published>2009-02-02T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T05:47:46.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>here i go again</title><content type='html'>school is oppression&lt;br /&gt;homework is daunting&lt;br /&gt;obscurity is security&lt;br /&gt;&amp; ignorance is bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just thinking about the work i've accumulated&lt;br /&gt;and something in my mind snapped&lt;br /&gt;i can't handle this much longer&lt;br /&gt;thankfully i have dear old bloggie to unleash my daily complaints upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, the JC ones have just infiltrated my school and stolen my space on the bus&lt;br /&gt;getting to school on time is gonna be tough&lt;br /&gt;i barely made it in the nick of time today&lt;br /&gt;GRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw the eye masks really worked YAY&lt;br /&gt;k i'm probably sounding really bimbotic at this point HAHA&lt;br /&gt;oh and the team jacket we got is really comfy too (:&lt;br /&gt;anyway do people actively think about what they wanna be when they grow up?&lt;br /&gt;or do they just drift along and do whatever hits them&lt;br /&gt;well i'm definately not about to land myself in a job that i'll dread having&lt;br /&gt;that'll be awful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;and you promised me forevermore&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-5421413736593420876?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5421413736593420876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=5421413736593420876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/5421413736593420876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/5421413736593420876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2009/02/here-i-go-again.html' title='here i go again'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-2076411341641765097</id><published>2009-01-31T00:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T01:17:26.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>the good old long haired-days.&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking increasingly and painstakingly unglam these days for reasons unknown.&lt;br /&gt;bet its gotta do with my ACK hair&lt;br /&gt;anyway *save you by simple plan is ultimate emo rock i love it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SYQWGTgtVdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ruo8rBt33Bg/s1600-h/bobba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SYQWGTgtVdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ruo8rBt33Bg/s200/bobba.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297383359267034578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm backkk&lt;br /&gt;sorry for all the negativity i've been posting on you bloggie, just needed to vent&lt;br /&gt;well no more moping around about how BLAHJXZJXJZ life is now&lt;br /&gt;things have been picking up with a new perspective and reading or doing anything that has to do with twilight makes me happy&lt;br /&gt;i'm so relieved that MSA has ended completely and i did better than expected for chemistry YAY&lt;br /&gt;piano lesson today was postphoned because of biology make up lecture, which was cancelled in the end&lt;br /&gt;this morning has been rather enjoyable hanging out with valerie and buying our grooming neccessities&lt;br /&gt;i got some eye shadow pencil thing and got lipstick free with it cause of the beauty ambassodor promotion! check that out, its at watson's maybelline counter :D&lt;br /&gt;the face shop also sells some really effective masks and eye masks, masks are really a hit now, its everywhere literally! so i got their eyemasks and red nail polish. Major retail therapy.&lt;br /&gt;oh and this month's seventeen magazine is worth reading (partly because there's a picture of twilight in it!)&lt;br /&gt;k gtg for a BBQ now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;our memories depend on a &lt;em&gt;faulty&lt;/em&gt; camera in our mind&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-2076411341641765097?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/2076411341641765097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=2076411341641765097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/2076411341641765097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/2076411341641765097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2009/01/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SYQWGTgtVdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ruo8rBt33Bg/s72-c/bobba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-6995832409774204841</id><published>2009-01-16T20:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:03:39.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>emokid</title><content type='html'>Shadows fill an empty heart&lt;br /&gt;As love is fading,&lt;br /&gt;From all the things that we are&lt;br /&gt;But are not saying.&lt;br /&gt;Can we see beyond the scars&lt;br /&gt;And make it to the dawn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change the colors of the sky.&lt;br /&gt;And open up to&lt;br /&gt;The ways you made me feel alive,&lt;br /&gt;The ways I loved you.&lt;br /&gt;For all the things that never died,&lt;br /&gt;To make it through the night,&lt;br /&gt;Love will find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;What about today?&lt;br /&gt;What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;What if our love never went away?&lt;br /&gt;What if it's lost behind words we could never find?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is breaking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;To start a new day.&lt;br /&gt;This broken heart can still survive&lt;br /&gt;With a touch of your grace.&lt;br /&gt;Shadows fade into the light.&lt;br /&gt;I am by your side,&lt;br /&gt;Where love will find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;What about today?&lt;br /&gt;What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;What if our love, it never went away?&lt;br /&gt;What if it's lost behind words we could never find?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we're here,&lt;br /&gt;Now that we've come this far,&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to fear,&lt;br /&gt;For I am right beside you.&lt;br /&gt;For all my life,&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;What about today?&lt;br /&gt;What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;What if our love never went away?&lt;br /&gt;What if it's lost behind words we could never find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;What about today?&lt;br /&gt;What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;What if our love never went away?&lt;br /&gt;What if it's lost behind words we could never find?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;your voice was the soundtrack of my summer&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-6995832409774204841?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/6995832409774204841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=6995832409774204841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/6995832409774204841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;angus,thongs&amp;perfectsnogging&lt;br /&gt;aaron johnson&lt;br /&gt;stiff dylans&lt;br /&gt;chris daughtry&lt;br /&gt;school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've discovered this really good band MUSE, apparently i'm really outdated since everyone liked it a long while ago but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;and LESLEY ROY is far from unbeautiful, she's so fabulous i say.&lt;br /&gt;muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SXFRAzAF7qI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KiedX8Atg9o/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SXFRAzAF7qI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KiedX8Atg9o/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292100111269490338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leslie roy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SXFRA6fXHzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/hDDCfYLE_fg/s1600-h/l22744314008_6613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SXFRA6fXHzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/hDDCfYLE_fg/s200/l22744314008_6613.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292100113279688498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have been really surreal since i watched twilight, when i really like a story/movie, my mind gets stuck in that fantasy for ages leaving my physical being wandering around aimlessly in reality HA&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i get really upset that its not real because i wanna be part of the story.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised life is a losing battle and reality is a constant struggle to keep up. cause so many a time one can be lost in a sea of familiar faces, a stranger in a crowd, an outsider rather than an insider, a mere observer with no part to play and a person against the world. Genuine emotions hardly fall through from behind one's mask, just a useless facade concealing what is bottled up inside, because acting is part and parcel of living. in conclusion there's no need for anymore feeble attempts to salvage the pieces because its unreachable and unattainable. take a free ride to another world by immersing yourself in a good book to escape-of course, sleep is also another means of escaping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unbeautiful&lt;br /&gt;Don't hang up, can't we talk&lt;br /&gt;So confused it's like I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;What went wrong, what made you go&lt;br /&gt;Don't pretend you don't know&lt;br /&gt;This is me I'm unchangable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did we fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Or did you lie from the start&lt;br /&gt;When you said, it's only you&lt;br /&gt;I was blind, such a fool&lt;br /&gt;Thinking we were unbreakable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was you and me, against the world&lt;br /&gt;And you promised me forever more&lt;br /&gt;Was it something that I said&lt;br /&gt;Was it something that I did&lt;br /&gt;Cause I gotta know what made me unbeautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been told what's done is done&lt;br /&gt;To let it go and carry on&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside I know that's true&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in time, stuck on you&lt;br /&gt;We were still untouchable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm only dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Get out, get out, get out, get out&lt;br /&gt;Get out of my head now&lt;br /&gt;Because we're much better altogether&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;you set my soul &lt;em&gt;alight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-1817129385415743371?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/1817129385415743371/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>i hate to admit it but daniel wu is two times hotter than aaron johnson even though he's twice aaron johnson's age, even my brother think's he's hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SVuR9sw2KbI/AAAAAAAAAEs/cbrEuDuFluY/s1600-h/DanielHenney1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SVuR9sw2KbI/AAAAAAAAAEs/cbrEuDuFluY/s200/DanielHenney1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285979076823493042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SVuGkQcPDII/AAAAAAAAAEk/lcamucF-va8/s1600-h/IMG_5488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SVuGkQcPDII/AAAAAAAAAEk/lcamucF-va8/s200/IMG_5488.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285966545096215682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what&lt;br /&gt;friendster is so annoying nowadays, i can't seem to upload any photos grr.&lt;br /&gt;but there's always trusty old blogspot YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was THE FUSION NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;our fonjak was very well received by the guests and we toiled long and hard and finished selling almost everything!&lt;br /&gt;well i'm like home alone now, skipped watch night service cause i was too exhausted, sweaty, sticky :(&lt;br /&gt;it has been lots of fun though, preparing for fusion night and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before was an awesome day too,&lt;br /&gt;after helping out at church for fusion night i went to meet up with michelle :)&lt;br /&gt;we went belated christmas shopping at paragon&lt;br /&gt;anyway don't ever try using the stairs when you run out of patience waiting for the lift&lt;br /&gt;paragon is like some upmarket shopping area but the stairways are a whole different story, more like a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;don't you ever set foot in it its horrendous!&lt;br /&gt;anyway we bought what we needed and then met up with colin and reuben,&lt;br /&gt;we went to the basement of heeren for food&lt;br /&gt;its finally renovated but its some japanese place in place of the previous whatever it was called.&lt;br /&gt;the omelette there was scrumptious :D&lt;br /&gt;we entertained ourselves with some card games &lt;br /&gt;then we went over to cine and went to gloria jeans coffee&lt;br /&gt;its a great place to people watch i tell you&lt;br /&gt;perfect location since its quite dark in there and people can't see you watching them&lt;br /&gt;we saw many people we knew and we were like freaking out every few minutes when we saw someone we know&lt;br /&gt;after that we went bag pack shopping and popped by stores like collage&lt;br /&gt;omg its so cool in there and there are goldfishes and a tortoise with an odd shaped head swimming in an oldern bath tub thingy&lt;br /&gt;and of course fred perry has a nice collection of polo tees-i admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if i did get something done this christmas season, i layered my hair :)&lt;br /&gt;so its not thick, gross and shapeless anymore WHOO&lt;br /&gt;cut hair with cherie before she left for germany for half a year :S&lt;br /&gt;man gonna miss my cousin this CNY&lt;br /&gt;no one to team up with to play mahjong&lt;br /&gt;apparently she didn't tell her dad she arrived safely cause at my other cousin's housewarming, her dad mentioned that&lt;br /&gt;so he said he texted her: are you still alive?!&lt;br /&gt;to which she finally responded haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY WISHING YOU AN ADVANCE HAPPY NEW YEAR PEEPS :P&lt;br /&gt;goodnighty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;love is not a victory march&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283276020915093458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more photos another day HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its the eve of christmas and so far i spent all day doing math hw while surfing the net (:&lt;br /&gt;its a break from outings and the hassle of shopping and such.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like typing this post in the cold and in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;my ceiling light died, or maybe it has a mind of its own, switching on only when it feels like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what i'd been doing since the vacations began&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em/&gt;week 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah that's when i finished OP and said goodbye to the pain-in-the-neck-project-work. &lt;br /&gt;it was a day of rejoicing so my pw mates and i went out&lt;br /&gt;i watched mamamia and bought a pair of glads&lt;br /&gt;which made me broke and in debt again&lt;br /&gt;then i think i went out with my dear cousin cherie after church band practice.&lt;br /&gt;been trying to learn the art of playing chords on the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;haha but anyway i had a great time just catching up with her, did some hot nasty shopping and had dinner (: &lt;br /&gt;then i developed my sore throat that day and got grounded till after i was back from my holidays ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;week 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well week 2 was a massive waste of time&lt;br /&gt;stayed home all day sleeping cause i was down with some horrible illness cause of the stupid viruses that i learn about in biology&lt;br /&gt;but miraculously i got well on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;i think i went over to april's house one of those days to have a movie marathon.&lt;br /&gt;michelle rented step up and we watched it together in the comforts of april's big house HAHA&lt;br /&gt;well but as a result of my grounding i could only go to people's house but not outside so i missed ZOUK FLEA ):&lt;br /&gt;but it was a big deal since i'm broke+too much clothes, the first time i'd admit it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;week 3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;week 3 was a constant struggle to get some work done with things like tuition and piano and movie marathons and DIY projects in the way.&lt;br /&gt;and i was having great difficulty trying to pry my eyes from the pages of story books i'd yet to read. in fact i borrowed about 8 books from april. i'm just left with 3 right now haha.&lt;br /&gt;needless to say, my homework plan failed cause i didn't DO A THING related to schoolwork. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;week 4 &amp; 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to europe :D&lt;br /&gt;switzerland and PARIS, FRANCE :)))))&lt;br /&gt;that took my mind off work and all the stress.&lt;br /&gt;switzerland was mighty cold and the scenery was spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;it was below 0degrees much of the time there&lt;br /&gt;and there was an abundance of soft white snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARIS was the shopping haven&lt;br /&gt;i went to the top of the eiffel tower&lt;br /&gt;BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;i'd a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the list of stuff i bought&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keychains&lt;br /&gt;chocolates&lt;br /&gt;scarves with all landmarks of paris printed on it&lt;br /&gt;one top from tally weiji (but it was from switzerland)&lt;br /&gt;boots (switz too)&lt;br /&gt;fedora hat (:D)&lt;br /&gt;hard rock cafe shirt (!!)&lt;br /&gt;H&amp;M top&lt;br /&gt;checkered stockings&lt;br /&gt;big ear rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well and the tour guide was super hilarious, the best one ever!&lt;br /&gt;and i watch angus, thongs and perfect snogging like 5 times on the plane rides to and fro in total.&lt;br /&gt;its so hilarious and AARON JOHNSON is so cuteeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SVH-QKnOdEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mLmnM1beGSc/s1600-h/3807690290a7705357687l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SVH-QKnOdEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mLmnM1beGSc/s400/3807690290a7705357687l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283283391562544194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SVH-QFq2LuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pyVzcRPwNos/s1600-h/2999618895_8abe479043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SVH-QFq2LuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pyVzcRPwNos/s400/2999618895_8abe479043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283283390235553506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA well watch it yeah, A.J. makes it worth the money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;week 6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm the moment i got back i realised we're celebrating ronald's birthday the next day&lt;br /&gt;then on monday i met joy at orchard mrt then met brens at taka and they were frantically hunting for ronald's present.&lt;br /&gt;so we told ronald to look for us at the ground floor where they were selling kiddy stuff haha where it was very crowded and of course where we totally weren't at to buy some time for us to find the perfect gift.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the second level and looked down at the ground floor trying to spot him, in the end we called him and ask him to walk to the place where the strawberry short cake booth was and we waved at him from level 2 HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;we ate at billy bombers or sth then went to watch BOLT :)&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the week was just mainly polo camp and trg bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;last week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some work done! yay finally.&lt;br /&gt;i had og outing which was just me and 4 other guys cause everyone pangsei&lt;br /&gt;looked rather skanky&lt;br /&gt;but anyway we just rented some place on the 9th level of cine and watched the film FOOL'S GOLD&lt;br /&gt;i went out with VALFOO too &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;its been so long and i'd a great time&lt;br /&gt;it's been a laugh just eating and catching up!&lt;br /&gt;then on saturday i'd a family gathering and BBQ and i met all my cousins&lt;br /&gt;caught up with them and one of them is getting married next year&lt;br /&gt;so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;sunday we had the dreadful polo match against national players in tpy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with clarissa on monday, town was super packed at night!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went out with SAB and she didn't bring her phone.&lt;br /&gt;thank the goodness we bumped into each other in PS&lt;br /&gt;we watch ANGUS BLAH... again!!&lt;br /&gt;just to see A.J. on big screen haha&lt;br /&gt;never thought i'll go to such crazy extends but yea&lt;br /&gt;it was the last damned polo trg and i forgot to do the logistics properly after trg&lt;br /&gt;bet the teacher wasn't too pleased but whatevers.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm getting busted for blogging instead of studying.&lt;br /&gt;haha okay bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;what if its lost behind words we could never find&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-8330588899226005415?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/8330588899226005415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=8330588899226005415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/8330588899226005415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/8330588899226005415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays-hohoho.html' title='HAPPY HOLIDAYS HOHOHO'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SVH3jIz7v9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/hbeYmIFOwF4/s72-c/221220081083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-4027432546680440569</id><published>2008-12-24T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:27:28.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>okay continued from the previuos post months ago,&lt;br /&gt;i was gonna say sth about ordering macdonald's for the whole class&lt;br /&gt;and the bill came up to about $200++&lt;br /&gt;and the macdonald's staff were wondering what mode of transport he was gonna use to deliver all these to our school HAHA&lt;br /&gt;but that was ages ago man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promos and polo is so annoying&lt;br /&gt;they took up all my time so no time for this.&lt;br /&gt;(i'm sorry i neglected you bloggie :[ )&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad to say I'M PROMOTED, &lt;br /&gt;and that polo trainings have ended for the year WOOHOO&lt;br /&gt;lately trg have been such a dread cause i'm getting really lousy after not training for about 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;i had a cough that dragged on and got mc twice so i missed about 3 weeks&lt;br /&gt;then i had a bad sore throat and lost my voice after going back for trg twice and then i had mc for another 2 weeks and went overseas for another 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;haha i was so fair after missing so much trg but now that i've gone back for trg, i'm like really tan-AGAIN :|&lt;br /&gt;all the hazeline i used gone to waste.&lt;br /&gt;polo camp was really enlightening, i got to learn more about some people, some bad stuff and some great stuff but its secret SHH&lt;br /&gt;anyway nowadays goalie training haven't been that effective and i've been feeling rather down cause i'm not performing up to standard, not as good as i was before argh.&lt;br /&gt;for one, i keep getting knocked by the polo balls on my head, partly cause i'm a goal keeper but i swear my head is like some polo-ball-magnet&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going to get stupid at this rate. &lt;br /&gt;and its so pressurising when you don't meet expectations and well, makes me wonder why i subject myself to such stress which some people call-polo trg. its so beyond the valley of sensibility. :S&lt;br /&gt;i'm so not joining such competitive CCAs anymore&lt;br /&gt;i'm always say it but i always end up trying to get into such CCAs again, puzzling indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well other than this, life has been a breeze after promos ended. &lt;br /&gt;swiftly after that i found myself with 2 subjects left to tackle after both pw and chinese were out of the way. &lt;br /&gt;and all my commitments slowly fell away, like BSF class, they ended around the time holidays began. &lt;br /&gt;then church band practices and piano lessons halted just last month. &lt;br /&gt;and i think my tuition center died since they aren't picking up my phone calls so no more math tuition. &lt;br /&gt;and now polo ended ytd SO I'M FREE AND LIBERATED (: &lt;br /&gt;except of course i have stupid MSA once school reopens. spoiler right, if we don't do well i heard they would retain people. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah look, this is such a long post i'll separate it into 2 HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;this is the end of life &lt;em&gt;as i knew it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-4027432546680440569?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-4350699099679395873</id><published>2008-08-29T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:48:11.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEACHER'S DAY</title><content type='html'>hey all!&lt;br /&gt;its the beginning of the september holidays and its great!&lt;br /&gt;i actually slept till 11+ today without feeling worried about anything.&lt;br /&gt;and i've recovered from my cold too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was teacher's day celebration ytd and it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;we had aces day or sth and there was hardly any place to move so we kept hitting each other in the wrong places whoops.&lt;br /&gt;then we got to watch the teacher's day performance whic h was not bad.&lt;br /&gt;my classmates did an item and oh gosh one of them could really sing, it was fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went on to visit my primary school&lt;br /&gt;it is always fun to see mrs lee again and meet up with my cranky old friends&lt;br /&gt;like ian, jasmine, yungyen and david&lt;br /&gt;but we were missing kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw my brother's classmate haha,  didn't see my brother tho.&lt;br /&gt;IAN: guess what is kenneth's cca?&lt;br /&gt;mrs LEE: idk&lt;br /&gt;IAN: have you felt tremors lately?&lt;br /&gt;ALL: *laugh until cannot breathe*&lt;br /&gt;IAN: kenneth joined hip hop!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, no wonder he dress so hip lately, not bad man.&lt;br /&gt;so we had lunch and i ate two plates of food, the girls finished all their food and the guys didn't.&lt;br /&gt;we had an engaging conversation about nothing in particular with Ian trying to impress upon us his wide vocab and deep thinking just cause he takes KI.&lt;br /&gt;on top of that, yungyen and ian were acting like girls literally :S&lt;br /&gt;my primaary school friends have issues, but at least its funny&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe that Ian and i share the same surname so its concluded that there was a screw up somewhere in our ancestry and THERE, the result was Ian HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i gtg now,&lt;br /&gt;to be continued!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-4350699099679395873?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/4350699099679395873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=4350699099679395873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/4350699099679395873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/4350699099679395873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2008/08/teachers-day.html' title='TEACHER&apos;S DAY'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-5977933229644926535</id><published>2008-08-22T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:49:25.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long-awaited post</title><content type='html'>ARGH&lt;br /&gt;okay so i haven't been blogging&lt;br /&gt;but i guess only like a small minority of people is affected since like i doubt anyone ever reads&lt;br /&gt;but all the same i haven't unloaded my life's events somewhere and its bugging me&lt;br /&gt;so here i am again&lt;br /&gt;and i don't even know where to start so i'm just gonna type random stuff that i recall when they hit me&lt;br /&gt;well its been rather stressful lately cause the PROMOS are just round the corner and guess what, i haven't even started on ANYTHING&lt;br /&gt;clearing my homework took longer than expected, i spent the WHOLE TERM "clearing homework" and i think i just really need a day to sleep in like TODAY&lt;br /&gt;gosh i seriously DO NOT feel like doing anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately my life's been revolving around allie and feeling sleepy all day. well the only thing that's keeping me going is super stylin', the seventeen fashion styling competition that i'm so gonna take part in. good for my future career (: and we've got service learning these days. our class was doing this exhibition to raise awareness about abortions and i was doing the comment board. our CT suggested we wrote comments of our own first so people will be encouraged to comment. and in the end more than half the comments were our own self praising comments. and funny stuff such as "save the babies, save RONALD" by joy and "ronald=the result of abortion" by mark who finally decided to pay us a visit (: and someone wrote "sex is" in front of brenda's "brilliant and splendid" comment. HAHAHAHA! well its been fun, at least we got to skip lots of classes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and to de-stress our overloaded brains, we've been watching in-house movies in the library, namely chick flicks such as FREAKY FRIDAY. its so damn funny we kept on laughing and there were like people laughing at us :| and like when joy unplugged the head set to put in our ear pieces the sound blasted out at full volume in the library for a while while joy was frantically trying to fix it. thank goodness for my sheer intelligence, i pressed the pause button and shut the damned speakers off and saved the day and more embarrassment. we're now halfway through 50 first dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had 2 MSA and one chem SPA and tuition on thursday which was KILLER. thank goodness for rollerblading during PE and america's next top model finale that made my miserable day somewhat better. i'm so glad saleisha won, she's such an inspiration. pat visited today and i'm still waiting for her valuable advice for super stylin' since she's attending some fashion design class already! well i haven't exercised for ages too, skipped today's again, too shagged already rawr. i'm falling asleep as i'm typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlights of my life is currently:&lt;br /&gt;teacher's day&lt;br /&gt;songwriting thing tmr &lt;br /&gt;when pat treated the polo team to ben's and jerry's (thanks!)&lt;br /&gt;catching up with michelle at KAP&lt;br /&gt;WATER POLO PRE OLYMPICS EVENTS WHERE I TOOK A PHOTO WITH DRASKO BRGULJAN ZOMG&lt;br /&gt;and of course the fact that i'm always getting on the wrong side of teachers lately&lt;br /&gt;RAPTURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;embarrassing moments:&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately i do stupid things when i'm tired and in a daze&lt;br /&gt;like walking into the same wrong class twice&lt;br /&gt;i was so stumped i just stood there like an idiot&lt;br /&gt;i swear having fake rumours is better than real traumatising embarrassments ARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo moments:&lt;br /&gt;yeah i think have ): the life of a teenager is hard y'know&lt;br /&gt;despite all the drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;delighted moments:&lt;br /&gt;everytime when i see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT STATE OF THE UNION&lt;br /&gt;HELLO...&lt;br /&gt;long long wavy hair that has many many red and brown highlights &lt;br /&gt;bohemian stuff&lt;br /&gt;freaky friday&lt;br /&gt;pretty boys HA&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE...&lt;br /&gt;pixie cuts&lt;br /&gt;punked stuff&lt;br /&gt;abortion videos ACK&lt;br /&gt;dumb jocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that i haven't even blogged about sth as way back at the rapture?&lt;br /&gt;have i?&lt;br /&gt;well it was good stuff man and i got to meet up with clarissa (: (:&lt;br /&gt;i can't even remember if i blogged about speech day, gosh that was way back&lt;br /&gt;argh okay recalling stuff is not easy and this post IS getting rather lengthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm gonna grow my hair out like really long so that i don't lose my feminine charm if i have any to start with, i look like a guy sometimes. so i hereby promise myself i'll not cut my hair short out of pure impulse and rashness again. i serious want super long hair but i'm too impatient. &lt;br /&gt;check out www.hairfinder.com its great trust me&lt;br /&gt;and death cab for cutie is super not bad, but secondhand serenade is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way this week it was felly, sam and tabi's birthdays&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FRIENDS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;take away this jet black feeling&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-5977933229644926535?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5977933229644926535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=5977933229644926535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/5977933229644926535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/5977933229644926535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-awaited-post.html' title='long-awaited post'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-6177959666835707259</id><published>2008-07-27T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:40:27.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>road to redemption</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SIxzGbCn40I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ppXTo8kK7-I/s1600-h/HAHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SIxzGbCn40I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ppXTo8kK7-I/s200/HAHA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227679821645472578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SIxzGhme7VI/AAAAAAAAAC8/H6l7Q4X9iNQ/s1600-h/HEH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SIxzGhme7VI/AAAAAAAAAC8/H6l7Q4X9iNQ/s200/HEH.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227679823406493010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay let's blog about something happier since the previous post was quite a sad one bleah&lt;br /&gt;ytd was evangelical movie night and i invited CHERIE to my church to watch the show "road to redemption" *clap-clap*&lt;br /&gt;haha anyway we were just reminiscing about the good old days at grandma's house when cherie used to be this mischievous girl and was being such a bad influence&lt;br /&gt;she suggested we played with fire, i think i was rather relunctant but it turned out quite fun&lt;br /&gt;so cherie lit this candle and wax it to the lid of this mug-like thing and put it under the bed, shut the door and fanned the flame to make it bigger&lt;br /&gt;then my granny started to bang on the door (maybe she smelt smoke) so cheire used MY bolster (she claims) and sealed the gap under the door so the smoke won't escape&lt;br /&gt;but in the end granny busted us and cherie had to wash the lid of the mug that was covered with wax&lt;br /&gt;OMG its so hilarious and silly just thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;that was years ago when i was like in kindergarten and both of us still remember it quite vividly&lt;br /&gt;its such a laugh HA-HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway last sunday was Mark's supposed farewell but the reason for the outing did not turn up so it was just ronald who arrived early, joy who was late, brenda who was going to be late and me who was just on time&lt;br /&gt;i watched the dark knight, and reached home at the dead of night and walked in the rain at one point UGH cause i forgot my brolly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;public enemy number one is the most annoying cyy and Mtan&lt;br /&gt;AVOID THEM AT ALL COSTS!!&lt;br /&gt;i still remember the other day joy and i were trying to sign our signature to acknowledge our not so desired mathematics grades&lt;br /&gt;and the paper was under the projector so everything could be seen on the screen&lt;br /&gt;then we had this cheeky idea&lt;br /&gt;the teacher was sitting at her table in front of the screen such that her head was in front of the bottom corner of the screen&lt;br /&gt;so joy ran up to the projector and made her hand look like it was "grabbing" her head when it was projected on the screen&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh i died laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day pat crashed math lesson again and got busted&lt;br /&gt;so she ended up having to do all the math sums we were doing&lt;br /&gt;but after that we skipped biology lecture and pat used her hair spray thing to style our hair&lt;br /&gt;its so fun i'm gonna purchase one of those :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday was speech day and it was kinda fun seeing all the teachers, some of my friends that are still in stmarg's and all my classmates&lt;br /&gt;i got to walk around in that frumpy graduation gown and see my most hated bio teacher that i haven't had the chance to diss&lt;br /&gt;but i'll get to do it soon someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;like i'm letting go of something special&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-6177959666835707259?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/6177959666835707259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=6177959666835707259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/6177959666835707259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/6177959666835707259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2008/07/road-to-redemption.html' title='road to redemption'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SIxzGbCn40I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ppXTo8kK7-I/s72-c/HAHA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-2175373715401012789</id><published>2008-07-18T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:40:28.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD KARMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SIB6oq51MXI/AAAAAAAAACs/at9Ua54BT1U/s1600-h/DSC04324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SIB6oq51MXI/AAAAAAAAACs/at9Ua54BT1U/s200/DSC04324.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224310406879981938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the day of my competition was the change of my fate.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm experiencing extreme bad karma&lt;br /&gt;screw 17july&lt;br /&gt;#1 i still felt bad about getting third, feels like something died&lt;br /&gt;we freaking tied with acjc how can we possibly get third, its DOWNRIGHT UNFAIR&lt;br /&gt;#2 i waited at the bus stop for 45min because 2 985 buses drove past without stopping&lt;br /&gt;#3 After quite a fun violent game of captain's ball, i realised i have a sprained thumb and a hoarse throat&lt;br /&gt;#4 i think i used too many Fs&lt;br /&gt;#5 i got into some deep shit and i can't say what cause i'm sworn to secrecy AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;i swear something always slips outta my mouth nowadays and i mess up once again&lt;br /&gt;and even if i didn't do anything i can possibly be accused of it&lt;br /&gt;and the best part is &lt;em&gt;i won't even know!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 i spent 2 hours after LC to help draw and cut out this chinese character "shui" for the water polo board, only to find out someone accidentally dropped it into the canal to be with the rest of the water. what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;#7 so i decided to calm my nerves by buying the magazine seventeen only to discover that all the major features in it were taken from the previous month's seventeen from USA, which i already read&lt;br /&gt;#8 lastly i realised EOM was due tomorrow and i don't even know what the heck EOM is! i stayed up till 12am and missed antm&lt;br /&gt;if this ain't the worst day of my life idk what is&lt;br /&gt;nothing can possibly get worst, i hit rock bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to cheer myself up i went home early today and cut my hair SHORTSHORTSHORT&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;its called the pixiecut i was hoping it looked just a teeny bit like agyness deyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i shall live today like its my last day-ay-ay&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-2175373715401012789?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/2175373715401012789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=2175373715401012789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/2175373715401012789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/2175373715401012789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2008/07/bad-karma.html' title='BAD KARMA'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SIB6oq51MXI/AAAAAAAAACs/at9Ua54BT1U/s72-c/DSC04324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-3803224556539150811</id><published>2008-07-07T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:40:28.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SHHqQ2BdOII/AAAAAAAAACk/Vk_1ow3jO6k/s1600-h/DSC04223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SHHqQ2BdOII/AAAAAAAAACk/Vk_1ow3jO6k/s200/DSC04223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220211018199545986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh its youth day today and one of those days i feel like i'm not really there and wanna hide away from the world.&lt;br /&gt;there's gonna be training daily now and school is going back to normal BLEAH&lt;br /&gt;went out with michelle just now for a short catch up session and looking foward to watching so you think you can dance later.&lt;br /&gt;well one good thing that happened today is that i saw a really really good looking guy at the bus stop :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLLEGE day&lt;br /&gt;it was supposed to be class bonding time but all the different groups of peeps split up again&lt;br /&gt;sucks to have such a not united class&lt;br /&gt;the only thing we did together was watch kungfu panda in the geography room&lt;br /&gt;otherwise i was just hanging out with my own friends watching saints idol, eating brownies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the highlight of the day is probably haunted house&lt;br /&gt;it has scarred me (haha physically cause at one point someone pushed a wheel chair into my leg) &lt;br /&gt;it was really quite scary that even ronald who kept saying he wanted times 2 fear freaked out&lt;br /&gt;some rugby or soccer guys also reportedly screamed and wanna to get out so bad they spoiled a adaptor or sth HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we entered the haunted house, and the door slammed shut sealing our fate&lt;br /&gt;my friend who was also the "tour guide" through the haunted house led us into this dimly lit room with eerie music playing in the background&lt;br /&gt;the story line of the haunted house is that it was a hospital that has been attacked by zombies and we had to save 2 survivals&lt;br /&gt;and we cannot let the zombies touch us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was like broken mirror at one point, disgusting things hanging from the ceiling (which i seriously have no interest in finding out what they were) and even dead bodies with towels over them&lt;br /&gt;even though i'm really sure that its just my school mates behind all this, the atmosphere was enough to psycho me into hysteria&lt;br /&gt;i was like yelling "what the heck am i doing here, spending three freaking bucks to scare myself"&lt;br /&gt;then we met our first zombie sleeping with its head on the table and a bloody hand on top of a folder&lt;br /&gt;then one of us was supposed to take the file&lt;br /&gt;so i was like ronald, you go since you wanted times 2 fear but in the end mark did it&lt;br /&gt;and the moment he took the file the zombie awaoke so suddenly and started yelling and waving its arms about and moving towards us&lt;br /&gt;then at another point, we had to walk past those "dead bodies" which were zombies that also popped out from behind their covers all of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;then some zombie stood right behind me really close and i screamed&lt;br /&gt;then the zombie went RAWRR &lt;br /&gt;and i screamed again&lt;br /&gt;then the xombie when RAWRR once more&lt;br /&gt;then i went HI HAHA&lt;br /&gt;the last part was the most terrifying part&lt;br /&gt;we found the 2 survivals, a nurse and a small girl&lt;br /&gt;the nurse put the small girl on the wheelchair&lt;br /&gt;and that's when the wheelchair hit my leg&lt;br /&gt;cause the zombies were breathing down our necks and everyone was like GO GO GO!&lt;br /&gt;the little girl kept calling daddy and pointing to the bed opposite which was covered with cardboard&lt;br /&gt;then someone had to go there and lift it up&lt;br /&gt;instead of volunteering ronald asked all of us to go together&lt;br /&gt;but once it was lifted up a zombie jumped up from the bed&lt;br /&gt;SO HORRIFYING, ronald was like grabbing at all of us&lt;br /&gt;anyway we made it to the exit and mark again volunteered to open the door and everytime he did some freaking thing that looks like a head keeps dropping from the ceiling when he tries to touch the doorknob HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, it was a crazy day :)&lt;br /&gt;after that i went out with my polo friends to eat at clarke quay &lt;br /&gt;we ate at pepper lunch&lt;br /&gt;then we went to this nice place where there are chairs for sleeping to, well, SLEEP of course?&lt;br /&gt;then i realised pat has the same passion for fashion like me so maybe we'll both go to the same university someday even though she's migrating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days i have been doing nothing but eat sleep polo and tv&lt;br /&gt;watched 3 episodes of antm HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i know, how i feel, about you now&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-3803224556539150811?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SHHqQ2BdOII/AAAAAAAAACk/Vk_1ow3jO6k/s72-c/DSC04223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-322419796708721333</id><published>2008-06-27T22:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:40:28.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>common tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SGXLXzFgHvI/AAAAAAAAACU/23Ruml5cTSQ/s1600-h/DSC04194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SGXLXzFgHvI/AAAAAAAAACU/23Ruml5cTSQ/s200/DSC04194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216799353089302258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SGXLYBwBQ5I/AAAAAAAAACc/5JSADJruUBM/s1600-h/DSC04214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SGXLYBwBQ5I/AAAAAAAAACc/5JSADJruUBM/s200/DSC04214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216799357025731474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm gonna miss you pat ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY COMMON TESTS ARE OVER DONE GONE :)))))&lt;br /&gt;it was really a huge relief man&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly geography went okay&lt;br /&gt;God blessed me&lt;br /&gt;i'm hoping that i won't get any Es or worst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm after the geography paper that ended at 9am, we went to macs for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;then i headed home to:&lt;br /&gt;read magazines&lt;br /&gt;play computer&lt;br /&gt;watch gossipgirl&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;haha as a result of coming outta the house late and the frigging bus taking ages to come, i was late for polo training&lt;br /&gt;but thankfully, no one got punished or anything&lt;br /&gt;but actually the training itself was punishment&lt;br /&gt;ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later i met up with cherie and we caught up over a meal at yoshinoya&lt;br /&gt;where there's this ADORABLE little kid that kept looking over,&lt;br /&gt;then he'd wave back at you when you waved and cover his face with his hands when you look at him and peep at you between his fingers&lt;br /&gt;two words: SO CUTE! &lt;br /&gt;met joel there too&lt;br /&gt;i found the suspenders i wanted for $5 at far east, way below my budget ;)&lt;br /&gt;and went home a satisfied person more or less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway there's really lots of shows to catch this week&lt;br /&gt;like:&lt;br /&gt;hannah montana&lt;br /&gt;the suite life of zac &amp; cody&lt;br /&gt;narnia&lt;br /&gt;yang sisters&lt;br /&gt;so you think you can dance&lt;br /&gt;america's next top model&lt;br /&gt;ITS FANTASTIC&lt;br /&gt;i love TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current state of the union&lt;br /&gt;IN &lt;br /&gt;polo&lt;br /&gt;TV esp disney channel drama comedies&lt;br /&gt;suspenders&lt;br /&gt;magazines&lt;br /&gt;standing out&lt;br /&gt;OUT&lt;br /&gt;common test&lt;br /&gt;holiday HW&lt;br /&gt;scarves&lt;br /&gt;textbooks&lt;br /&gt;blending in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;maybe i'm just dreaming out &lt;em&gt;loud&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-322419796708721333?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/322419796708721333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=322419796708721333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/322419796708721333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i went to kap to studying with my sec4 chemistry tuition mates and i think i ended up laughing mpre than studying.&lt;br /&gt;its hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;colin won't stop talking and ben just keeps doing random wacky things.&lt;br /&gt;like he was still sleeping when we were all at kap already and came late.&lt;br /&gt;then he took out this bag, took out a package from it and opened it only to reveal a stack of ham.&lt;br /&gt;we were all cracking up with laughter and he went:"you want?" to colin like its normal to see some guy offering ham to you just like that!&lt;br /&gt;then he took out a carton of barley and drank straight from it.&lt;br /&gt;colin and ben kept on taking each other's ipod to play. &lt;br /&gt;i was practically the only one studying.&lt;br /&gt;when colin refused to return ben his ipod ben took colin's ipod and turned the volume up.&lt;br /&gt;then colin immediately yanked his ear pieces off and ben took his ipod back.&lt;br /&gt;like wth!&lt;br /&gt;there were so many many people at kap, ben's gang, stmarg's peeps, sajc soccer dudes, cjc and acjc people, crescent, sji etc etc and a 9.9 guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really funny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ladies and gentlemen, blackeyed mosquitoes and bowlegged ants&lt;br /&gt;i stand before you today as i sit behind you&lt;br /&gt;to tell you something that i know nothing about&lt;br /&gt;one day, in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;two dead boys got up to fight&lt;br /&gt;they stood back to back as they faced each other&lt;br /&gt;drew their swords and shot each other&lt;br /&gt;a deaf policeman heard the noise&lt;br /&gt;he went over and killed the two dead boys&lt;br /&gt;now if you don't believe this lie is true&lt;br /&gt;ask the blind man if he saw it too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm it was OG17 outing and i organised it&lt;br /&gt;the turn out was great, like over 10 people&lt;br /&gt;even those not from sajc came&lt;br /&gt;and as always, og outings are always so fun and cranky&lt;br /&gt;we met at heeren at 1pm&lt;br /&gt;jiacheng came first and was wearing those no degree 3 for $10 specs cause he thought it was cute&lt;br /&gt;and that gave me a hard time recognising him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then linyu brenda and quim came&lt;br /&gt;apparently linyu fell (it was raining)&lt;br /&gt;and quim kept going on about it to anyone who would listen&lt;br /&gt;she like fell and her shoes flew off or sth&lt;br /&gt;anw her butt was wet and she had to cover with her jacket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerald was hilarious, he said he was that wet when he was walking in the rain but when he stepped under a tree the rain poured down on him&lt;br /&gt;haah he's so funny the last time he was standing on the second floor in some mall, his retainers fell down to first floor XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to pastamania for lunch&lt;br /&gt;then went to ninth floor (had to climb stairs cause all the lifts were so packed!)&lt;br /&gt;rented a room with 2 tv and 4 computers&lt;br /&gt;and watched stardust!&lt;br /&gt;it was a super cool show&lt;br /&gt;then halfway through the show we can hear gunshot sounds from the computer HAHA&lt;br /&gt;super anticlimax&lt;br /&gt;when it was the climax of the show, the power supply was cut cause 2 hours was up&lt;br /&gt;everyone's like going wth!&lt;br /&gt;someone who was going to shoot another person in the computer game was like complaining&lt;br /&gt;so we went to extend the time for one more hour&lt;br /&gt;but when jiacheng went to go to the counter we changed our mind&lt;br /&gt;so wenqian went out to tell him&lt;br /&gt;they stopped the person just in time, he was about to click enter and we would have to stay another hour&lt;br /&gt;jiacheng was saying he was about to click enter then some crazy girl started shouting at him (which was wenqian haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to play pool, well i only shot one time and it went in&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;linyu jack and i went went to shop for jack's shoes then we went back&lt;br /&gt;when everyone's leaving for dinner i had to go so we got someone to help us take an og photo then i left&lt;br /&gt;it was one wacky day :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;its playing on repeat...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-4927680433354092267?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/4927680433354092267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=4927680433354092267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/4927680433354092267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/4927680433354092267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2008/06/kap-og.html' title='KAP OG'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-6763017839401471871</id><published>2008-06-16T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:40:29.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS</title><content type='html'>argh its been a while since i posted!&lt;br /&gt;i basically wasted week2 of my holidays away watching gossipgirl and reading though i stayed home almost everyday so that i can study.&lt;br /&gt;in the end I DIDN'T so now i'm so hard pressed for time.&lt;br /&gt;luckily for polo training or else i'll be totally cut off from the social world and i'll only be able to escape this rut by reading. &lt;br /&gt;reading is the access to another world when you're sick of yours.&lt;br /&gt;but at least i got to go lunch and catch up with joy&lt;br /&gt;when we were leaving she dropped her green tea icecream on the side walk and it landed with a *splat*&lt;br /&gt;haha i still laugh when i think about it.&lt;br /&gt;anyway who do you think is the hottest guy in gossip girl!&lt;br /&gt;i thought nate at first, then dan, then CHUCK BASS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SFcZbffH_4I/AAAAAAAAACA/DLKmoeIdItg/s1600-h/omg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SFcZbffH_4I/AAAAAAAAACA/DLKmoeIdItg/s200/omg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212663053803847554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SFcZbq1dX1I/AAAAAAAAACI/rz6vxx9t3KY/s1600-h/GG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SFcZbq1dX1I/AAAAAAAAACI/rz6vxx9t3KY/s200/GG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212663056850313042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then i went for church camp the whole of the third week and kept missing the soccer matches when i stayed up to mug. can you believe it?! i mugged at church camp!&lt;br /&gt;and there was &lt;strong&gt;live telecast of euro cup&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;and i miss it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well but all is not lost. i went out with my church friends before church camp and&lt;br /&gt;we had really great speakers at the camp and a really good comfy bed too!&lt;br /&gt;have you heard of richard blackaby?&lt;br /&gt;the famous christian book author?&lt;br /&gt;now have you heard of his son mike blackaby!&lt;br /&gt;he's a youth paster and he's only 23!&lt;br /&gt;he turned 23 when he was on the plane to Singapore i think.&lt;br /&gt;and he doesn't look like the typical pastor. [google his name]&lt;br /&gt;in fact he has a band the plays alternative/rock/christian music called FADINGREBEL&lt;br /&gt;and they're really good.&lt;br /&gt;and he once dyed his hair all blue, kinda something that i've always wanted to do!&lt;br /&gt;anyway the whole point is that i got his autograph and i'm quite happy about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the camp finale the mascots are supposed to dance blindfolded to whatever music was playing and my friend was dancing SO CRAZILY super buay pah sei omg. it is the bomb! she was shaking her butt at the audience at one point. SHE OWNS. my dad who was one of the helpers at the event was so worried she'll fall off the stage since she was blindfolded! anyway everyone was so entertained even the parents congratulated her. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i've been mugging very hard these days, finished GP, PW, CHINESE, CHEM (i think)&lt;br /&gt;gonna mug with my sec4 chem tuition later.&lt;br /&gt;oh and OG OUTING tommorrow! i'm so excited cause almost everyone can make it :)&lt;br /&gt;k gonna swim now, haven't exercised since last last friday cause of church camp :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;it's an arms race&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-6763017839401471871?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/6763017839401471871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=6763017839401471871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/6763017839401471871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/6763017839401471871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2008/06/holidays.html' title='HOLIDAYS'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SFcZbffH_4I/AAAAAAAAACA/DLKmoeIdItg/s72-c/omg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-6374908180973553330</id><published>2008-06-05T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T00:18:25.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yellow nail polish</title><content type='html'>HAHA the funniest dream ever: "...and I had the weirdest dream last night. I dreamt that I was writing a letter in invisible ink. Then out of nowhere this really big mirror appeared in front of me and when I looked into it I saw myself as an old woman sitting on a rocking chair with 99 cats around me."&lt;br /&gt;well thankfully it wasn't my dream but my friend's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;taken from embersoflove.lj&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;this ain't a scene&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-6374908180973553330?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/6374908180973553330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=6374908180973553330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/6374908180973553330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/6374908180973553330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2008/06/yellow-nail-polish.html' title='yellow nail polish'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-1827390076121313943</id><published>2008-05-29T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:40:29.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sisterhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SD66417gNfI/AAAAAAAAABw/f14qVE9e1As/s1600-h/DSC00511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SD66417gNfI/AAAAAAAAABw/f14qVE9e1As/s320/DSC00511.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205803704998966770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SD665F7gNgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vsvgKRWNubg/s1600-h/DSC04069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SD665F7gNgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vsvgKRWNubg/s320/DSC04069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205803709293934082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-1827390076121313943?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/1827390076121313943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=1827390076121313943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/1827390076121313943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/1827390076121313943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2008/05/sisterhood.html' title='sisterhood'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SD66417gNfI/AAAAAAAAABw/f14qVE9e1As/s72-c/DSC00511.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-809687629331731934</id><published>2008-05-29T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T07:27:29.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>secondhand serenade</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;current state of the union&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Secondhand Serenade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fall for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hold your breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night&lt;br /&gt;That I will fall for you over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;I wont live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not what I intended&lt;br /&gt;I always swore to you I'd never fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You always thought that I was stronger&lt;br /&gt;I may have failed but I have loved you from the start&lt;br /&gt;But hold your breathe because tonight will be&lt;br /&gt;The night that I will fall for you over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind I wont live to see another day I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its my new favourite song!&lt;br /&gt;linyu and i both heart this song&lt;br /&gt;so i was just commenting that if some dumb jock sang this to me i'll totally &lt;em&gt;fall&lt;/em&gt; for him&lt;br /&gt;then linyu mentioned something about giving me a &lt;em&gt;band-aid &lt;/em&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the other day something hilarious happened but i forgot to blog about it&lt;br /&gt;joy has been buying locks for lockers and i think this fourth lock has failed her&lt;br /&gt;we were both trying at our wits' ends to figure out how to change the password or even just to unlock the lock&lt;br /&gt;then joy lost her patience and tossed it behind&lt;br /&gt;and it landed with this loud thud on the chair behind us&lt;br /&gt;and yes it was doing lecture&lt;br /&gt;so i was like OMG&lt;br /&gt;then when i picked up the lock it was unlocked&lt;br /&gt;haha it seems patience doesn't work with this particular lock :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went to the national library to mug with sistaz&lt;br /&gt;and i got quite a bit done :)&lt;br /&gt;met so many people when we were there like speak of the devil&lt;br /&gt;haha hanging out with them is like a big fat joke, its like you can laugh non stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uhhuh, holy shit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-809687629331731934?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/809687629331731934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=809687629331731934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/809687629331731934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/809687629331731934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2008/05/secondhand-serenade.html' title='secondhand serenade'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-6949735350776973252</id><published>2008-05-28T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T06:49:44.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my dirty little secret smirks</title><content type='html'>HAHA my life has been a diverse mix of PW [which does not stand for project work btw], water polo camp, ponning lessons, GSS :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the current state of the union&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN&lt;br /&gt;cheese buns&lt;br /&gt;boho&lt;br /&gt;GSS&lt;br /&gt;white eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;OUT&lt;br /&gt;darlie&lt;br /&gt;punk&lt;br /&gt;boring black eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;window shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abercrombie and fitch sounds like "a bread crumb and fish" haha like the 5 loaves and fish in the bible, okay this is out of point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the lamest joke of the week, if you stand in front of the car you'll get &lt;em&gt;TYRED&lt;/em&gt;, if you stand behind you'll get &lt;em&gt;EXHAUSTED&lt;/em&gt; HAHA, its okay, i took a while to get it, joy's mum's joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if i'm blind, i'd be rich"&lt;br /&gt;seriously think about this.&lt;br /&gt;amanda chen's words of wisdom &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm qualified to be a ponstar alr!&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;i was late for chem lect for 45mins, freaking jam! &lt;br /&gt;then i didn't go for geog lect, eating cake with joy who insists its cake day and bought this cake to share with us&lt;br /&gt;skipped chinese, duh&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;skipped chem lect again, and slept in math lect ack&lt;br /&gt;TODAY&lt;br /&gt;hmm missed chinese? chinese KILLS&lt;br /&gt;hmm i skipped all my chinese classes this week, the teacher must be wondering where i am. basically she's under the impression that i'm really sick, its hilarious with everyone covering up for each other. today's chinese lesson only had 3 students including brenda who came late. better than never. i arranged make up piano lessons without knowing chinese was moved up to nine so i came to school at ten in the end. then i bumped into my chinese teacher while i was about to meet brenda. so i quickly hid behind the pillar while the teacher spoke to brenda. THANK GOODNESS she didn't see me. later i studied chem enegetics during geog lect and managed to scrap pass chem test with a 6/10 :) but i was supposed to get 7/10, i had to change my answer, ARGH. 7 looks so much better than 6! then gp tut was cancelled so school ended at like 1130!&lt;br /&gt;so joy, brenda, linyu and i hung around cafe, discussed gp stuff and saw cliffton who pon school this whole week's 3 days of class. well he came only for basket ball cause he came after school ended. HAHA biggest joke. then we went to vivo city and omg zara is FILLED with BOHO, screams boho but i only had like less than $20 bucks sadly so all i did was window shop BOOHOO. top shop had this wonderful belt and river island has this fantastic pair of gladiator slippers. sighh. by the time we reached back to school for polo, i was so shagged. but somehow i survived through swimming a total of 80 breadths. amazing! &lt;br /&gt;the highlight of today is totally bumping into someone on the train and seeing ch**se buns in the cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;br /&gt;i saw ch**se buns on the bus :)&lt;br /&gt;then joy and i went to town to participate in the GSS YAY&lt;br /&gt;i bought:&lt;br /&gt;#1 hula and co top (the place screams boho)&lt;br /&gt;but they didn't let us use the $5 voucher immediately DANG&lt;br /&gt;#2 white eyeliner (DA BOMBZ)&lt;br /&gt;#3 yellow nail polish (the red one sucked ): )&lt;br /&gt;#4 cute clips (:D)&lt;br /&gt;#5 thick hair bands in school colours (see i'm actually quite rule-abiding &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i bumped into alison when i got home!&lt;br /&gt;my playground mate and i haven't really spoke to her in like 4 years!&lt;br /&gt;at first it was raining and we were at the bus stop, i was still rather groggy from sleeping on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;but out of the corner of my fogged-up-contact-lens-eyes, i saw this st nicks girl and felt quite bad that i didn't share my umbrella with her.&lt;br /&gt;but she turned around a few times and i was like HEY ISN'T THIS ALISON?!&lt;br /&gt;so i finally plucked up the courage to ask her and damn straight i was right on correct.&lt;br /&gt;so we shared the umbrella to her block and caught up with each other.&lt;br /&gt;it was a nice end to a nice day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water polo camp was quite fun!&lt;br /&gt;we played lots of matches and i got this remarkable tan&lt;br /&gt;that day i saw melina and we both pointed at each other simultaneously and echoed each other: YOU'RE SO DARK&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;we really got to beat the rest and defend our title&lt;br /&gt;we're supposed to be going anti junk food but i ended up eating so much junk food.&lt;br /&gt;all this while i never realised how much junk i've been eating!&lt;br /&gt;today i ate fried food, candy, the other day i ate spicy food, cake, cookies oh gosh!&lt;br /&gt;no wonder i'm down with a cough/cold and sore joints all over&lt;br /&gt;rawr and now my mum is adding on to my pain with her insufferable nagging!&lt;br /&gt;lol goodnight :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop till you drop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-6949735350776973252?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-7573337829107006219</id><published>2008-05-22T07:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T07:56:04.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The great escape</title><content type='html'>HAHA did i mention i skipped chinese lesson and went for tennis match on tuesday??&lt;br /&gt;omg it was so crazy&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda tired so i decided not to go for chinese&lt;br /&gt;which is SUCH a massive waste of time seriously&lt;br /&gt;so joy cliff and i were just hanging outside the sc then brenda went for chinese&lt;br /&gt;but chinese ends at 2 and the tennis matches starts at 2 so brenda has to sneak outta class before 2&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;then the teacher made them do some worksheet and left the class for a while then brenda packed everything and left&lt;br /&gt;amazingly, she didn't get caught OMG i can't believe it so freaking funny la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the match was super cool&lt;br /&gt;and we even saw our secondary school friend who was playing for acjc&lt;br /&gt;so we kept cheering for her to give the rjc girl stress&lt;br /&gt;at one point the rjc girl actually looked at us HAHA&lt;br /&gt;anw the whole point of going to watch the match was my friend's wacky idea&lt;br /&gt;the whole purpose was so not excatly tennis related!&lt;br /&gt;anw we cabbed back to school just in time for bio tut which means like slightly late (as usual ;P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;all that has faded me within&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-7573337829107006219?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/7573337829107006219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-5049230950096264770</id><published>2008-05-19T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:40:31.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday blues</title><content type='html'>this is one of the best mondays yet!&lt;br /&gt;no waking up with monday blues, cause its a public holiday!&lt;br /&gt;but the sun is setting and it makes my feel somewhat sad that the day is ending&lt;br /&gt;but at least i know i made full use of today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff-to-do&lt;br /&gt;PW [check]&lt;br /&gt;BSF [check]&lt;br /&gt;piano [check]&lt;br /&gt;wash hamster cage and terrapin tank [check]&lt;br /&gt;chinese [check]&lt;br /&gt;swim [check]&lt;br /&gt;biology [doing]&lt;br /&gt;chemistry [not done]&lt;br /&gt;geography [not done]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good progress :)&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going to watch tv later heh heh&lt;br /&gt;oh i think this is really funny, found it long ago when i was crazy about doing quizzes on quizilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/OnceUponATime.../quizzes/Top%20Ten%20Ways%20to%20Freak%20Out%20Your%20Roommate"&gt;Top Ten Ways to Freak Out Your Roommate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a title="Quiz, Horoscope, Flash Games, Poems - Quizilla!" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=56&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Move everything to one side of the room. Ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your roommate if he knows how much an&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elephant weighs, and look at the floor on the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;empty side of the room with concern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/OnceUponATime.../quizzes/Top%20Ten%20Ways%20to%20Freak%20Out%20Your%20Roommate"&gt;Top Ten Ways to Freak Out Your Roommate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a title="Quiz, Horoscope, Flash Games, Poems - Quizilla!" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=56&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Collect potatoes. Paint faces on them and give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them names. Name one after your roommate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Separate your roommate's potato from the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;others. Wait a few days, and then bake your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roommate's potato and eat it. Explain to your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roommate, "He just didn't belong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/OnceUponATime.../quizzes/Top%20Ten%20Ways%20to%20Freak%20Out%20Your%20Roommate"&gt;Top Ten Ways to Freak Out Your Roommate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a title="Quiz, Horoscope, Flash Games, Poems - Quizilla!" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=56&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol only have 9 and 10, idk where the rest went, oh well...&lt;br /&gt;better go do bio now sighh ZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SDFY_AZAjBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/USQKnp5puPM/s1600-h/051608_151455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SDFY_AZAjBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/USQKnp5puPM/s200/051608_151455.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202036884049529874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've become comfortably numb&lt;br /&gt;until you open up my eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-5049230950096264770?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5049230950096264770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=5049230950096264770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/5049230950096264770'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>i'm really supposed to be mugging but somehow i ended up doing anything but that&lt;br /&gt;ytd was the busiest day&lt;br /&gt;had water polo from 9-11 and got really tan after that :)&lt;br /&gt;have been really really really off form lately and was like dying only after a few laps wth&lt;br /&gt;so i'm making vesak day my stamina training day, i even borrowed a polo ball home to self-torture&lt;br /&gt;cause there's a 3 day long polo camp which means like 3 consecutive days of training&lt;br /&gt;and the JC3s are coming down, they're really scary cause when you stop swimming they'll give you the stare&lt;br /&gt;and its really different running on land and swimming in water, when you're on land and can breathe at least but in water you just feel rather suffocated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had my dreaded piano lesson at 2 instead of nine due to polo and i was like so unprepared&lt;br /&gt;then had to rush like mad to meet michelle at 4+&lt;br /&gt;i missed 174 the moment i stepped outta my house and it was so dammit HOT&lt;br /&gt;but fortunately the next bus came nearly right after&lt;br /&gt;then i went to meet michelle at level 2 toilet of heeren, HAHA what kind of a meeting place is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anw we went to the new urban male to get our NUM card and we saw the NUM sales assistant who was needless to say, dropdead hot&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went to singapore river there to snap some shots with michelle's friend's film cam&lt;br /&gt;the lighting was really good with the strong sunlight and all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were getting distracted by every single photo worthy thing all the way to homeclub where we got the tickets&lt;br /&gt;after a while it got boring so we went for dinner at the central yoshinoya (finally got the spelling right, i think?) &lt;br /&gt;then went back to support my michelle's friend's band which was really one of the best even tho they thought they sucked&lt;br /&gt;srsly it was one of the only bands without all the redundant banging and you could actually hear the singing, nice change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met joel and tab when we were about to leave, haha they came when it was ending&lt;br /&gt;but anw we took cab to rush home by 9+&lt;br /&gt;lots of cabs along that area so i got home in about 20 minutes flat&lt;br /&gt;now i'm like thinking "when's the next gig?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;but who knew?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-4912756378932227139?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/4912756378932227139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=4912756378932227139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/4912756378932227139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/4912756378932227139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2008/05/homeclub.html' title='homeclub'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-5910723248859127011</id><published>2008-05-15T07:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T08:03:06.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>well lots of things happened over the last few weeks&lt;br /&gt;likeeeee&lt;br /&gt;stepping into homeclub for the first time. highlight of april, i had to mark down the day and date! 190408 saturday was DA BOMB haha. it was so fun catching up with michelle and doing the crazy things we somehow end up doing. met quite a few people and to sum it all up it was a super drama day for the both of us can't really say it all here. i think the taxi driver that drove us home after the whole thing had to bear with our nonstop blabbering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a day to remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not to forget my birthday too. like last friday! it was fun i guess, tho i was rather bored until 4pm when school finally ended. &lt;strong&gt;THANKS YOU GUYS for everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap i'm like missing lots of details, this sounds utterly BLAH&lt;br /&gt;it's a pity, plenty of stuff are *confidential*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i'm watching this really cool tv show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7pm weekdays channel8 i think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so freaking funny and very good story line&lt;br /&gt;the princess's son was to marry this girl who eloped&lt;br /&gt;then this other girl pretended to be the bride&lt;br /&gt;and in the end she was on really bad terms with her mother-in-law who's the princess&lt;br /&gt;and the girl didn't like her husband but liked this other guy who wears a mask and saves the day, sorta like some hero, reminds me of zorro or whoever that is&lt;br /&gt;and turns out the masked guy is actually her husband&lt;br /&gt;so she fell for her husband&lt;br /&gt;then somehow the mother-in-law wanted to punish the girl and send her away&lt;br /&gt;but in order to stop that from happening the girl's husband had to marry a concubine&lt;br /&gt;part of the mother-in-law's plan to separate them&lt;br /&gt;but the concubine was the husbands childhood friend&lt;br /&gt;so they planned to pretend to be in love then on the wedding day the girl will run away&lt;br /&gt;but the childhood friend always liked the guy and in the end she is getting all bitchy and trying to steal the guy instead&lt;br /&gt;kinda confusing here but&lt;br /&gt;its a kewl show, just watch it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i went for rugby finals too, i can't believe sajc lost&lt;br /&gt;and we lost to acsi for so many things its getting irritating ARGH&lt;br /&gt;it was at the padang and the ball got kick out onto the road a few times and it hit a taxi at one time haha&lt;br /&gt;anw it was seriously cool to see time tackling people, piling on top of each other and racing at the speed of light to the try line&lt;br /&gt;super exciting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was sports day too, i ran relay for the first time in my life&lt;br /&gt;i was so scared i'm so thankful i didn't fall or anything&lt;br /&gt;we were planning to throw the baton at some other team's runners if we fall&lt;br /&gt;so if we go down we'll bring the rest down with us heh heh&lt;br /&gt;but in the end we did quite well like 5th in finals A so we beat 49 other teams i think&lt;br /&gt;i guess the credits go to God. we prayed very hard and i'm so glad He blessed our relay&lt;br /&gt;anyway i think i'm probably going to be the water polo goalie. is that good?&lt;br /&gt;i think its quite special but people kinda hate you when you let the goal in&lt;br /&gt;for strikers they miss many times but when they score, people cheer&lt;br /&gt;for goalies they save many times but when they miss they get booed&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'm letting balls in at the moment, i'm scared i break my fingers,i still need them for piano! but i'm just really relieved i won't be getting drowned in the middle of the pool by opponents when i'm already drowning as it is haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and i went to cut my hair last saturday, like finally, i love hair cuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna sleep now, &lt;br /&gt;sleep to escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;oh take me back to the start&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-5910723248859127011?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5910723248859127011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=5910723248859127011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/5910723248859127011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/5910723248859127011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2008/05/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-2935359898242395568</id><published>2008-05-15T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:40:31.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SCxDOwZAjAI/AAAAAAAAAAg/0gw5yDtj4-Y/s1600-h/prettycom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SCxDOwZAjAI/AAAAAAAAAAg/0gw5yDtj4-Y/s200/prettycom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200605590493105154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CURRENT STATE OF THE UNION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;inspired by "theclique-lisiharrison" (great book btw HA)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN&lt;br /&gt;`SAJC&lt;br /&gt;`pae&lt;br /&gt;`water polo&lt;br /&gt;`OG17&lt;br /&gt;`dumb jocks&lt;br /&gt;`home club&lt;br /&gt;`birthdays&lt;br /&gt;`holidays&lt;br /&gt;`sleeping&lt;br /&gt;OUT&lt;br /&gt;`SMSS&lt;br /&gt;`jae&lt;br /&gt;`touch rugby&lt;br /&gt;`OG18&lt;br /&gt;`dumb blondes&lt;br /&gt;`town&lt;br /&gt;`broke$&lt;br /&gt;`mugging&lt;br /&gt;`academic-related dung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life have been real bumpy these days with countless of UPs and DOWNs&lt;br /&gt;and its definately a down and all time &lt;em&gt;low&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failing everything, on the verge of getting grounded etc etc etc&lt;br /&gt;and have been so frigging busy i only got to blog again now&lt;br /&gt;can't believe all this negativity is spilling out on the second post&lt;br /&gt;i'm in the lowest mood&lt;br /&gt;disgusting sh*T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;you &lt;em&gt;sun&lt;/em&gt; of a &lt;em&gt;beach&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;won't ya light up my life?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-2935359898242395568?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/2935359898242395568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=2935359898242395568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/2935359898242395568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/2935359898242395568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/2008/05/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>DOROTHY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07573055238293397427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SciUCOv-D0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eX02d-SEx0I/S220/DSC_0017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JqFpssFYuE/SCxDOwZAjAI/AAAAAAAAAAg/0gw5yDtj4-Y/s72-c/prettycom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9776730.post-4512563282376583956</id><published>2008-05-03T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T15:30:00.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIIIIIIIIII</title><content type='html'>guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm back in action!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;officially heh heh&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what made me delete all my old posts on impulse&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;em&gt;stress of o levels&lt;/em&gt; must have gotten to me&lt;br /&gt;anyway life's been too happening to not to write it down and keep track of everything&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're in everyone I see &lt;br /&gt;So tell me &lt;br /&gt;Do you see me?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9776730-4512563282376583956?l=goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgirlgonemad.blogspot.com/feeds/4512563282376583956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9776730&amp;postID=4512563282376583956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9776730/posts/default/4512563282376583956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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