<?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-10042462</id><updated>2011-10-14T19:04:07.677+08:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Handbells'/><category term='Celebrations'/><category term='Videos'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='Posts with lots of photos'/><category term='Picture Perfect'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Random things'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='haha'/><category term='Quizzes'/><category term='Lyrics and Songs'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Words'/><category term='Dance'/><category term='School'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>priscilla;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1045</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-1982233757520328311</id><published>2011-08-10T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:17:54.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Has it really been that long?</title><content type='html'>Mood: Pensive&lt;div&gt;Music: Hillsong - Devotion&lt;div style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 191); border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; height: auto; line-height: normal; text-align: left; width: auto; direction: ltr; z-index: 99995; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to Devotion, the 2010 CF Camp theme song. Has it really been that long since I updated? Yeah, it probably have been. So many things have happened, I always get too lazy to update, but then I realise, I do actually want to read through about what has happened in my life and see how much I've changed, and document important things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So first up, change of environment. I am now studying at Nanyang Polytechnic. As much as I do not like that school, it's the only PLACE in singapore that even teaches Occupation Therapy. So how's that for choice. The course is much harder than expected...but then again, I am ten times lazier than I expected myself to be. HAHAHA. But I love my classmates, I really do. I feel infinitely more at home than I did with my jc class. In sa5 I do have my own share of good friends, but I never felt like I really...belonged. After school, most of my friends were outside class. Even my classmates, they felt more like after school friends. I wouldn't talk to them during class. It was either that I kept to myself and talked to others outside class, or texted them. That's how much I hated talking in class. And also because (I don't care about saying such awful things because it's true and even if my ex-classmates chance upon this they deserve to know the shit they put me through for two entire years) they gossip like mad. Sometimes I talk and I feel eyes and ears in my direction. Yes, it's so obvious I could feel it. Or the way they would talk to me? They would ask questions to get answers from me just so that they have more stuff to gossip about me. Totally biased and untrue? I think not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In any case, my new class is really awesome. I stay really far from everyone so that's kinda sucky. I stay really far from school, which is even worse. But thank God for smartphones and whatsapp so we even keep in touch after school! We plan birthdays, talk about our day, help each other at work, and even have twitter conversations at night hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so hard to keep in touch with so many people...sometimes I feel really guilty about not talking to my other friends, friends I genuinely miss. But. We all have 'x' amount of love and effort inside of us. I don't think my 'x' level is very high. They say "make new friends but keep the old, one is silver the other is gold", but it's so hard. You can't live in the past, but neither can you treat friends like disposables. There needs to be a balance and I guess I've yet to find mine. I really admire people who can make a ton of friends and still keep all of them, and yet still have time for themselves, family, studies/jobs etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to happier news, I want to officially introduce someone to this page: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MadJwImXGcI/TkKShqZFBDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NGZga2gSCWE/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-06-25%2Bat%2B15.47.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MadJwImXGcI/TkKShqZFBDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NGZga2gSCWE/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-06-25%2Bat%2B15.47.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639230790434096178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His name is Jing Jie and while sometimes he makes me sad, he also makes me happy a lot of times, and does many many things for me! Might not see too much of him on this page though, maybe only snippets, because I'm generally quite shy and don't like to blog that much about my love life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-1982233757520328311?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/1982233757520328311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=1982233757520328311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1982233757520328311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1982233757520328311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2011/08/has-it-really-been-that-long.html' title='Has it really been that long?'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MadJwImXGcI/TkKShqZFBDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NGZga2gSCWE/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-06-25%2Bat%2B15.47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-8106974667976731077</id><published>2011-01-15T13:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T14:15:16.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work and Play makes for Fun Days :)</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;div&gt;Music: Jack's Mannequin - Dark Blue&lt;div style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 191); border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; height: auto; line-height: normal; text-align: left; width: auto; direction: ltr; z-index: 99995; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello my week's been pretty good! I'm working at MGS now, as a lab technician but I'm stationed in the Life Science labs so there isn't much to do...I mostly sneak around to the chem lab and help the person there. My past two weeks have been great! Going out with friends and just enjoying myself. Gosh this is so fun...far cry from studying hehe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Wednesday went to visit Jo and her workplace with Ashleigh we had free drinks free soup free muffins! Whoots whoots! Um then Friday had a class party but it wasn't that fun at all, Saturday met the SS at The Tea Party! We were laughing so much and stuff..it's just so crazy laughing so much with them, they make my day every day! :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday I met Qingyi and KAP and I was supposed to help her with math...but then we started flirting with each other hehehehe!!! Nah kidding. We just ended up talking and listening to nice music and enjoying each other's company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday I went out with a friend to watch Hello Stranger, second time watching it yipee wish fulfilled! When the DVD comes out I'm going to buy it...if i have enough money. Then my mum scolded me for going out too much...sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was a good girl and came back for dinner the next few days! Took half day to go for Open House with Brandon, and he ditched me to give his brother a tour, so I went to watch harp, and then I found out that his brother ditched him HAHA IT'S KARMA :) Went to find Ashleigh after that and three of us walked around doing something like nothing, waiting for Clive haha finally saw Clive! And Judith too. Three of us went to eat some Ashley Naan thing hahaha I like hanging out with these people, they are very nice company indeed :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was Ching Sheng's Party whoots whoots! (the main reason why I'm blogging). Met Val after our work, and we were supposed to shop for CS's present but we couldn't find so we decided to give him cash. And realised my shoes didn't match my dress at all, so we went to buy a pair of shoes for me! (Val also bought a pair of shoes before that as retail therapy) But then we also realised that my toes were in really bad shape so I went for a pedi and she went for a mani!! :D It's so fun I swear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the party we just sat around, played Rock Band for the first time in my life! And drank a little bit....Gabriel was totally drunk, he just kept making weird noises. Val tried to get my drunk but I wasn't! In total control of myself man. :) Idk it was just loads of fun... Finally went back about 11plus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in a while I'm going to meet the SS again, I think this week's been pretty good, no? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-8106974667976731077?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/8106974667976731077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=8106974667976731077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8106974667976731077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8106974667976731077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2011/01/work-and-play-makes-for-fun-days.html' title='Work and Play makes for Fun Days :)'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-9013757052340993886</id><published>2011-01-04T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T21:20:13.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O h  M a n</title><content type='html'>Mood: Disturbed D:&lt;div style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 191); border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; height: auto; line-height: normal; text-align: left; width: auto; direction: ltr; z-index: 99995; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just watched one of the most disturbing music videos of my life. And no I am not going to post it up here. When I watched it I was like, WTFFFFFF!?!?!??!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after I've watched it, I'm like WTWTWTWTWTWTWTFFFF??!?!!?!!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But okay I guess it was...a little interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always wondered what it's like kissing a...girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-9013757052340993886?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/9013757052340993886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=9013757052340993886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/9013757052340993886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/9013757052340993886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-h-m-n.html' title='O h  M a n'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-6968135932471516062</id><published>2011-01-02T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T00:21:31.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>First post of 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICK80XUYeqM/TR9QJqtfb9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/b3gx9lPIImU/s1600/168117_10150111704045783_727135782_7977403_1332197_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICK80XUYeqM/TR9QJqtfb9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/b3gx9lPIImU/s320/168117_10150111704045783_727135782_7977403_1332197_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557248592212619218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Music: Klaxons - It's Not Over Yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello! So Wednesday didn't go well...at all. Mg was a total bore, outing was _, and Arthas couldn't make it. Thursday I just stayed home and moped and switched off my phone at 9plus, and just went into slumber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday I went for lunch with April and Nat!! Mmmm woke up in the morning to do Nat's card and then omg I was late so I had to take a cab but I took so long to find one! In the end there was this hugeass cab but I paid so much for it :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Cedele to eat lunch with them I shouldn't have ordered pasta...it was so yummy and nice but it was so oily! Considering I just recovered from stomach flu I felt kinda shit the whole day after that. OHHHH OHHH I saw Robert Foong at Taka haha he so cute hehe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked to cineleisure after that and April wanted to take Neoprints...again. So yes we took them but I'm not going to post them up here! We walked to 313 after that, and I got my KLAXONS ALBUM!! I'm so tempted to buy Surfing The Void BUT THEN I already have the downloaded version so that's kinda retarded right? (Unless I feel extra rich then I might think about it..but considering I'm savingu p for my own iPod I guess that's not a very smart thing to think about sigh). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked around with Nat trying to find dresses...I found this really nice Hula&amp;amp;Co dress, I might considering going back down to get it! Shopping tip number1: The dress chooses you. Not the other way round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you try on a dress and you really like it...leave it at the shop. If you go home and forget about it, that is not the dress. If you really regret buying it, you know the dress has called you, and you need to get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I THINK I NEED TO GET THE DRESS OMG PLS BE THERE PLS PLS PLS. It's all flowyyy so it hides my tummy:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway after watchnight service I wanted to go home but Angela wanted to go out and would only do so if I go along so I just went along. Went to lot1 macs but it was crowded so...we just went to some random condo and sat by the poolside. Owned everyone at Snap jack and won my Monodeal game so I guess I'm kinda good eh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today (saturday) I met Yvonne Joanne and Huaijiao for lunch. Decided to eat macs cos I haven't eaten it for so long! Shopped a bit and I bought a skirt! Wanted to buy this pair of shoes but then I had not enough money so...I'm brining my mum back another day hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay yes i've spent a lot of money the past week! Mostly on:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Two pairs of pants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- One dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- One pair of sandals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Cab fare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Chocolate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Lunch (~$40!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- CD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Skirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Organizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I still want to buy shoes and ipod. I can kiss my ipod dream goodbye especially since NOW I HAVE TO PAY ADULT FARE DJAFLKDJFAEWJLDJLAS. Okay I shall save more. Walk more instead of taking bus, eat less junk food, and stop my useless mama shop adventures and try to save $5 a week so that by the end of the year I'll have ~$200 to spend again!! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay happy new year friends. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 191); border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; height: auto; line-height: normal; text-align: left; width: auto; direction: ltr; z-index: 99995; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-6968135932471516062?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/6968135932471516062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=6968135932471516062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6968135932471516062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6968135932471516062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-post-of-2011.html' title='First post of 2011'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICK80XUYeqM/TR9QJqtfb9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/b3gx9lPIImU/s72-c/168117_10150111704045783_727135782_7977403_1332197_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-824297076255228711</id><published>2010-12-28T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T13:19:29.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOMORROW LOOKS LIKE IT'S GOING TO BE AN EXCITING DAY!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Induction at MGS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Meeting Yuqi (we watching harry potter first!!) then going shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Meeting Arthas (cross fingers mummy will approve)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, I wish Jeremy were here to advise me on such things. Okay, pray first. Before all things, pray first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-824297076255228711?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/824297076255228711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=824297076255228711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/824297076255228711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/824297076255228711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/12/tomorrow-looks-like-its-going-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-437096204949404727</id><published>2010-12-28T12:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T12:31:37.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haha'/><title type='text'>IT'S MY BIRTHDAY BITCHES</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;div&gt;Music: Klaxons - Echoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICK80XUYeqM/TRlj999j_DI/AAAAAAAAAF8/rpiaLPhRUgc/s1600/birthday.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;width: 520px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICK80XUYeqM/TRlj999j_DI/AAAAAAAAAF8/rpiaLPhRUgc/s320/birthday.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555581531594161202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. I like.&lt;div&gt;Kay blogger's uploading skillz suck, so I shall type out what was said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ky: Went out for dinner at swensens. free birthday ice cream! :/ Totally awesome 18th birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pris: So you just need to show them your ic?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ky: Yeah just tell them "IT'S MY BIRTHDAY BITCHES" toss them your IC and you're all set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pris: so you just need to show them your id?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-437096204949404727?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/437096204949404727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=437096204949404727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/437096204949404727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/437096204949404727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-my-birthday-bitches.html' title='IT&apos;S MY BIRTHDAY BITCHES'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICK80XUYeqM/TRlj999j_DI/AAAAAAAAAF8/rpiaLPhRUgc/s72-c/birthday.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-1970259843902221409</id><published>2010-12-24T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T12:50:32.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOMS REALLY DON'T MAKE SENSE</title><content type='html'>arghhh so flippin peeved!!! I was ranting a bit on how I was a bit disappointed that my siblings gave me a mug for christmas this year because...THIS IS MY THIRD MUG I HAVE RECEIVED THIS YEAR AND I ONLY HAVE ONE MOUTH PLUS MY PRESENT MUG SERVES ME WELL. Sigh I very angsty. I just saw my dad bring up two more mugs...I think my family's middle name is 'mug' or something...we have an ENTIRE CUPBOARD full of mugs. Shall take picture one day and show.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I guess I will still end up using the mug my siblings gave me. It's green after all...even if it's my most un-favourite shade of green. Nyeh. And it beats the other mugs I received this year. The conversation before I got the present went something like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K: Uh. I got you a present, but I'm not sure whether you would like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Oh...aiyah as long as it's not pink can already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K: Oh...it kinda is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: HUHHHH. Um, as long as it's not in those sweet shades of pink. Hot pink can, the rest cannot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K: Oh shit...it kinda is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEEDLESS TO SAY. I didn't really like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. New band: Klaxons. Go check it out. They are very good indeed. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 191); border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; height: auto; line-height: normal; text-align: left; width: auto; direction: ltr; z-index: 99995; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-1970259843902221409?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/1970259843902221409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=1970259843902221409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1970259843902221409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1970259843902221409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/12/moms-really-dont-make-sense.html' title='MOMS REALLY DON&apos;T MAKE SENSE'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-5610226185173325663</id><published>2010-12-24T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T00:11:11.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to Hello Stranger</title><content type='html'>Haha a few videos here to watch, all related to the movie Hello Stranger, a Thai movie. Flippin funny!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R6qZ3PUvzsc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R6qZ3PUvzsc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trailer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ozk_WmFxx9Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ozk_WmFxx9Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song sung by the lead actress. (it's in thai but it actually sounds very nice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iWw5wGsSglI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iWw5wGsSglI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The behind the scenes. (Note you gotta press the 'cc' button on the player bar for english subtitles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-5610226185173325663?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/5610226185173325663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=5610226185173325663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5610226185173325663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5610226185173325663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/12/dedicated-to-hello-stranger.html' title='Dedicated to Hello Stranger'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-4181487410960904016</id><published>2010-12-11T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T22:52:40.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics and Songs'/><title type='text'>Tal Bachman - She's So High</title><content type='html'>"Cause somehow I can't believe&lt;div&gt;That anything should happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know where I belong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And nothing's gonna happen"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, btw, December's been an exciting month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just feeling shameless, yesterday was the day my hair was the nicest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs604.ash2/155643_465416316757_701081757_6022840_5778690_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeeee. And here with me is Clive, one of the nicest boys in the school. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-4181487410960904016?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/4181487410960904016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=4181487410960904016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/4181487410960904016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/4181487410960904016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/12/tal-bachman-shes-so-high.html' title='Tal Bachman - She&apos;s So High'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-1239062695209304318</id><published>2010-10-09T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T23:33:26.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know.</title><content type='html'>Yes I know I haven't updated in a long long while. So here is my update!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prelims went alright, I guess I did better than what I deserve. I remember studying for promos and all that stuff, but I really don't remember studying for prelims at all. HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was a good day...tiring, but I managed to catch a nice talk with Han and Judith. I guess I never really talked to Han that much in my life, I never thought I would really talk and connect with him. We were talking about what we looked for in our partners...or partners to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"how ah, i think I make a very bad boyfriend. Tell me what you look for in a guy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"honesty...without being insensitive, being able to connect. He must be as driven as me, and as much as opposites attract, he must share the same beliefs as me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around there. That was our general consensus. I like Hanlin, he is so handsome! LOLOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a day studying with Giselle. I love her so much. And her parents' hospitality's towards me really touched me. They paid for my lunch, and basically treated me like their own. Let me have dinner at their place, and told me to go home safely...I need to learn to be more gracious. It's always nice to be with Giselle, sometimes I forget how safe I feel when I'm around her. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay this update is lousy. Sorry I'm too busy being a nerd ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-1239062695209304318?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/1239062695209304318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=1239062695209304318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1239062695209304318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1239062695209304318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-know.html' title='I know.'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-7472264395444657377</id><published>2010-09-08T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T14:50:59.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nails and Snails</title><content type='html'>I JUST TYPED OUT ONE SUPER NICE QUALITY + PICTURES EVERYTHING BLOG POST THEN KNNNNNNNN I PRESS WRONG BUTTON AND EVERYTHING'S GONE MUST RETYPE EVERYTHING KNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I shall just type on the important ones again. Which was basically my Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with an old friend, A, for lunch and we went for comex together with his cousin. :) So funzz we took a super long bus ride from Bukit Batok to Suntec because the trains weren't working...hurray for concession fares my ride was only 50cents! :) They bought some crazy 42-inch tv and everyone stared at us after that! Okay, they more or less stared at the tv not us. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they went to look at some gaming mouse-s. (Do you call multiple computer mouse mice??) and there was this shop that printed photos of girls to show the quality of the paper and they went to ask the person to give them the photos so they can paste the posters on their bunk walls -.- hahah but quite funny AND WE GOT THE EMMA WATSON ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner at Fish and Co and oh my mama I'm so broke now. Swensen's and Coffee Club on Friday, Fish and Co and cab fare on Saturday...way to go pris, the month just started :( here's to eating cereal for recess again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I just typed a whole load of this then I realised it was better off being private so i'll probably leave that to a letter for my friend.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means I just wasted 30minutes of my life typing out something I would delete anway but who knew that it would get so personal after a few sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the house smells of vinegar this is so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;my dad brought back cjlmxlb (crystal jade la mian xiao long bao) and i guess they gave him vinegar to go with it BUT I DON'T LIKE THE XLB i just never did ughhh now the house smells funny :( :(&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-7472264395444657377?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/7472264395444657377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=7472264395444657377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/7472264395444657377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/7472264395444657377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/09/nails-and-snails.html' title='Nails and Snails'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-2345056211229756032</id><published>2010-09-03T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T21:33:25.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SS Days Make My Day</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Richard Hawley - Baby You're My Light&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was the last paperrrrr! Sat by the poolside with nic and we talked a while, then sat for our paper and blahblah let's skip to the fun part! Went for lunch with Yvonne haha and we ate at Soup Spoon and I finally took something else other than mushroom hahaha. Watched Sandcastle toooo I liked the movie! But I didn't really understand the ending though. Maybe I'm too shallow for it haha. I don't really get why it's only shown in Vivo...when it's such a great movie. And Life! newspaper was promoting it...giving it four stars. So people want to watch a movie but have to travel all the way?! Thankfully it's worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. Today was a good day...sort of. Lunch with our classmates first...I like it when our class is small..it's easier to get along with them... hmm. The OGLs did some song and dance item, mrc screwed up our minus one track! it was so sadddddd :( but at least our mass dance song went fine! Danced beside Clive omg he's full of shit hahaha!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch with the classmates, went for round2 with Nic and Cheryl!!!! So fun..coffee club...just like another 101 ;) took photos, talked about life. I like how I can be so totally honest with them, i love the ss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back to MGS and we took lots of photos at the field beside mgs! :D Gonna upload them in a private album because Cheryl says "Some things just cannot be put on facebook" hahaha. Then Cheryl and I went to talk to Mrs Tee and Miss Lau yayyyy hopefully i can play for her wedding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a really good day. I was sad that you didn't even give a second look. But I will be strong and forget about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-2345056211229756032?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/2345056211229756032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=2345056211229756032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2345056211229756032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2345056211229756032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/09/ss-days-make-my-day.html' title='SS Days Make My Day'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-498634232137176477</id><published>2010-08-20T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T23:16:33.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the perfect ss day</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Zolof the Rock and Roll Destroyer - I Owe You&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11.6667px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;I think today was the best day I’ve ever had in a long while.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Went to gym in the morning while Cheryl was having her lit paper, then tried to do a bit of work. Had some nice time with her on the bus and when we reached her house, guess who was waiting for her. April!!! :D We ate lunch and watched ‘Dear John’ and I ate the most and Cheryl and I cried at some points and the ending sucked. Then we started photoboothing that was so fun. We took pictures of Cheryl’s legs!! I hope she doesn’t see this. Then we took pictures of our biceps (HAHAHAHAHA) that was so funny. Mirror image effects ftw!! And then April and I camwhored some more while Cheryl was on the phone with her aunt. It was so funny, so fun. I never genuinely laughed so hard for such a long while. True, someone was on the mind the whole time. But when I was at Cheryl’s place, it was as though it didn’t matter. That even if my problems weren’t solved, my questions weren’t answered…&lt;strong style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;with them, things wouldn’t be so bad after all&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Then I took a bus to the mrt to go home. And &lt;strong style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;OMG I LEFT MY PHONE ON THE BUS&lt;/strong&gt;. I was on the way to the station then I wanted to check my phone but I felt my pocket and omg there was no phone!!!! I panicked like crazy and ran up but of course there was no bus, so I had to scout for an approachable person to borrow then phone. And this adventure really showed two sides of Singaporeans.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;The first person I approached was so apprehensive. She acted like I was going to snatch her phone and run. Which is stupid because&lt;br /&gt;1. I was holding two files and obviously she would out run me.&lt;br /&gt;2. I was in uniform. No way would I do such a thing in uniform. I wouldn’t do it even if I were in outside clothes. &lt;br /&gt;3. She had an iPhone. I’m sorry but I’m not interested.&lt;br /&gt;So before lending me her phone, she was like “there are no public phones around here?” Screw yourself lah by the time I find a public phone maybe my phone would’ve gotten stolen. And she didn’t really want to hand me the phone in the first place. She had to talk to the person on the other line. Until she realised how stupid she was because she obviously didn’t know what to say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;So anyway I had to meet the bus driver who picked up my phone. But me being me, I got lost so I had to find another person to call my number again. This time, it was a really nice person. I told her I lost my phone and instead of “so what do you want me to do about it” (like the first person), she went “oh dear….sure you can use my phone” ANDDDD when she found out I didn’t know how to go to wherever place, she volunteered to walk with me all the way, and only left when she saw my phone with the person, and made sure that I was safe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;SEE THIS IS THE TYPE OF SINGAPOREAN EVERYONE SHOULD BE ASPIRE TO BE. Who cares if you have iPhone but your character is 100x uglier than your phone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;In the end I got back my phone after much panic. I’m just to grateful to God for not letting my phone fall in the wrong hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall continue with why today is the perfect SS day. So anyway I got gissy to call me on the phone, and we had a niceee talk. Meeting her for breakfast soon! We can catch up, eat bread and drink tea…and just be who we are. No need for masks or pretences. I can be honest with her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;And then at night, Nic Wigz texted me. Such a surprsie!! It really made my day.&lt;br /&gt;This is why I love these girls. Three years and counting of being the best clique ever, I love you guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11.6667px; "&gt; &lt;img class="inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7ghzmy7BK1qb7nfj.jpg" alt="image" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; max-width: 100px; height: auto !important; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); margin-bottom: 0px !important; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-498634232137176477?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/498634232137176477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=498634232137176477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/498634232137176477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/498634232137176477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/08/today-is-perfect-ss-day.html' title='Today is the perfect ss day'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-8002701842894137303</id><published>2010-08-14T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T22:28:14.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironic Much</title><content type='html'>Mood: Tired :O&lt;div&gt;Music: Anberlin - Impossible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot finish studying for prelims. Whats worse is that I don't know how to carry on.  I think I know, but when I read, I understand. When I close the notes/books, I forget. @!$%@#*%$# arghhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. I've been so addicted playing TapTap because they have really nice songs and the only way I can hear them is to play taptap hahaha. Like, Anberlin's Impossible oh em gee so niceeeee to listen to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's ironic is that my mum complains my room is too messy, there's not place to walk etc etc. But I can't even find the remote control for the television in her room. And her room's messy too! It's where I get my genes from hehe ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VAMPIRE WEEKEND IS COMING TO SINGAPORE. WHO WANTS TO GO WITH ME?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="440" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bjE_2fFMnG0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bjE_2fFMnG0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH THIS. OR REGRET FOR ETERNITY. I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's only been one day, and I miss you already.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-8002701842894137303?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/8002701842894137303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=8002701842894137303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8002701842894137303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8002701842894137303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/08/ironic-much.html' title='Ironic Much'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-1031301641974910628</id><published>2010-08-01T15:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T16:18:49.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy&lt;br /&gt;Music: Switchfoot - Awakening&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, watch this. It's super cute. I love Switchfoot videos. And plus the song is nice too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="520" height="305"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZHTU2i8RhH8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZHTU2i8RhH8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="520" height="305"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I found this cool website that has free music scores!! Oh em gee so happy I'm off to play some piano now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, if I don't update, it means I'm studying. Supposed to be, in any case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I don't know if I want to stop dreaming about you. Because maybe it's only in my dreams that I get to talk to you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-1031301641974910628?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/1031301641974910628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=1031301641974910628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1031301641974910628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1031301641974910628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/08/mood-happy-music-switchfoot-awakening.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-6782831684837072779</id><published>2010-07-21T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T23:09:20.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I won't lie&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'm hurt.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realised you can like more than one person at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just a matter of who you like more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If both were drowning, who would you save?&lt;br /&gt;That's probably who you love more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One year four months. And I still think about you every day.&lt;br /&gt;I still miss you every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But life moves on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People come, people go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But memories of you stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People think I like some other guy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sometimes I think so too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the truth is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was never really over you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-6782831684837072779?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/6782831684837072779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=6782831684837072779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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better than heart pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm not too sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both renders you useless for the rest of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-7105832586671188959?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/7105832586671188959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=7105832586671188959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/7105832586671188959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/7105832586671188959'/><link 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-3446046578813794477?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/3446046578813794477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=3446046578813794477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/3446046578813794477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/3446046578813794477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/07/gp-go-screw-yourself.html' title='GP go screw yourself'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-5002024823159732924</id><published>2010-06-30T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:11:04.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How's life for you?</title><content type='html'>Mood: Pensive :I&lt;br /&gt;Music: Anberlin - Dismantle, Repair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I'm so in love with Anberlin now. Anyway. How's life been for you?&lt;br /&gt;For me it's been pretty...idk.&lt;br /&gt;Last two weeks of terms was mostly spent studying in school, talking with the almond, and becoming closer to Sophie.&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer a Wah Chee virgin (everybody say 'wahh' now)&lt;br /&gt;And I am no longer who I used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In less than 30 days,&lt;br /&gt;I realised who I liked&lt;br /&gt;I realised I cannot be friends with _&lt;br /&gt;I realised I should not take certain people for granted&lt;br /&gt;I realised I am incompetent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hands, like secrets, are the hardest things to keep from you/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lines and phrases, like knives, your words can cut me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so much easier to blog on Firefox. But I am still an ardent Google Chrome fan. Maybe I don't want an iPhone anymore. I want a phone on the Andriod OS. GOOGLE FTW! (Even though they go around collecting data they should not take -.- )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-5002024823159732924?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/5002024823159732924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=5002024823159732924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5002024823159732924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5002024823159732924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/06/hows-life-for-you.html' title='How&apos;s life for you?'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-2386722633380770979</id><published>2010-06-07T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T17:31:09.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I'm Bored</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy (:&lt;div&gt;Music: Angels And Airwaves - Shove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because today's an eventful day, and because I am bored, I shall blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway today I think my mummy's a bit too happy or something. Went out to open a bank account (I can withdraw money now yay!) and we bought a lot of things! Like, a new tv and dvd player, and mummy wanted to buy a ring hahaha so random right LOL. Then we bought apple rings and lots of food, and I came back a happy girl(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay that's the end of my story crap I just realised it's not interesting at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time for dinner and tuition and when I come home I SWEAR I will start on my work/touch my harp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lesson of the day: I CAN'T paint my nails with my right (non-writing) hand. Sigh. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-2386722633380770979?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/2386722633380770979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=2386722633380770979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2386722633380770979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2386722633380770979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/06/because-im-bored.html' title='Because I&apos;m Bored'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-6351608375492412012</id><published>2010-06-05T21:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:58:47.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Cf Camp 2010</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;div&gt;Music: Vampire Weekend - The Kids Don't Stand A Chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CF camp was really really fun! I came not expecting much, but I had a lot of fun indeed. I'm going to type this in detail...so skip of you are bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kerx started off the camp with giving us a dare. By asking two questions to a new friend. "Have you brushed your teeth?" And "What is your name?" My group was a bit sad. We had three comm members, one couldn't come, Ant was coming late...most of the time it was only five of us - Alwin, Elvira, Juni, Liwei and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liwei is the epic joke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Last time I came home then I forgot that I haven't took out my contacts yet. Then I went to watch tv. And it was really clear. So I though "ehh wow my eyesight getting better!" and I went to sleep. Then the next morning my eyes started to burn." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG. And the red sea incident!! With Jiap. But then I think no one found it funny. Only me. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played dirty dirty games! It was so beyond dirty. Starch all over. Juni so cuteeee. Maze game, crawling games, flour games...by the time we got to pictionary we were too tired to play...we lost everything! D: Oh oh and I met a friend...David. But apparently I met him last year. This is the most retarded convo I had with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Hi. You look familiar. You came here before right?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Yes, do you remember my name?&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;David&lt;/span&gt;!" (But only because Judith told me when I asked her 'who is that guy why he looks so familiar and keep smiling at me but idk who he is omg...')&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Ahh...correct.&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Then do you remember mine?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Pris!&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;wow. Actually..I kinda forgot your name. Judith told me. And I forgot how I met you.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Last time at Fun O Rama I was at your stall! And I smiled at you but then you forgot my name and you asked me 'Who are you why do you look so familar' also!&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Oh... (pause). I MET YOU AT FUN O RAMA?!?! SINCE WHEN?!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Yes I was..in the hub yeah&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Oh...I'm sorry I don't remember!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(in a sad voice) [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Don't worry, isn't the first time...&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Wait. So if I met you at Fun O Rama, then how did I meet you originally?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;CF camp last year.&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Ahh...no wonder so familiar!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Yeah...I think you were in the same group as me. Jotham's group right?&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Oh crap yes..sorry I don't remember...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Sigh, What's new...&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now I remember! And I even got a photo. Here's David, my new found friend!! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs512.ash1/30194_398134306757_701081757_4618333_2864242_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After showering we watched the movie End of the Spear..that's about it. I was just so tired. Everyone said my eyes were small(er). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second day was the bomb the bomb!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the morning made friends with Kelmond, he's a retard!! Falling asleep during camp and never bring Bible. Mmmm. Wet games...we allianced with Nic's group but we still lost. But it was very fun! Getting wet and all. Kwok and Ant came after, and we all had a nice nice dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner was prayer journey, but I'd rather not talk about it. Had a talk with a few people, nice heart to hearts. Extended worship was really really good, I think it spoke to me. We had a candle service after that. We lighted candles and the bleachers and sang the theme song, and a few other songs. It was really surreal, so calm, so amazing. Then we walked one round around the track...we all thought 400m was way too long for a walk. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we just chilled at the void deck. Epic moments. Like the gardenia bread incident. I thought the wrapper that fell on the floor was a cat and I jumped up and screamed really loudly. Gosh so embarrassing. Nick Tan and Kelmond and Jon Yap hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to talk a while with Jo...and chilled at the bleachers with Chloe, Mond, Pam, Qingyi, Zhi Han. Judith and Marcus came after, then Jo came too(: Talked until idk what time then we all went to the hub...played bridge and indian poker. Partnerships helps us to win games. :) The night ended around 3am, we were just too tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3 was awesome too! Area cleaning and us talking nonsense at the bleachers, Crazy lunches with stupid conversations. It's a sad thought that these new friends we make...God knows how long these friendships will last. We were friends then, because of the situations we were in. We had no other friends then. But what about when we go back to our old lives? Will we still have space and time for each other? Do we have enough of ourselves to give to our old friends, and our new found friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway. I really learnt a lot from Cf camp, and I really hope that I can keep the friends that I've made, and get to know some of them a little bit better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending off, this is our theme song, Devotion. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CkBh5ObVyww&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CkBh5ObVyww&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-6351608375492412012?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/6351608375492412012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=6351608375492412012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6351608375492412012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6351608375492412012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/06/cf-camp-2010.html' title='Cf Camp 2010'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-8170998612789086137</id><published>2010-06-02T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T21:18:05.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Days</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Ninja Warrior on the television&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day! Slept in a bit, then went to KAP with daddy for coffee and tea, he read a book while I did my work. Hmmm we should do this more often. Quiet mornings. I like. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da-baoed food for Tiffany and Geraldine and it was off to NP to crash their library. Had a nice talk with Tiffany...one hour is way too short for us to catch up! Heh. Studied in the library where I met IZ Liu omg hahah funny. And walked around NP with Geraldine heh nice. And I didn't get lost! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooked dinner for my family. I decided to scramble eggs for fun, but my sister said the eggs looked "damn eeyer" oh well. :( Try again next time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes...good time meeting up with people who matter, and tomorrow is CF camp. Kinda eggcited! Hope it'll be good. This time, I gotta prepare my heart and mind. See you in a few days time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-8170998612789086137?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/8170998612789086137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=8170998612789086137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8170998612789086137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8170998612789086137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-days.html' title='Happy Days'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-2746602693033661770</id><published>2010-05-31T14:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T14:43:39.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holi...oh, what holidays?</title><content type='html'>Holidays are here! For us to do work! I can't believe I'm already thinking about starting work. Or at least, I need to list down things that I need to do. I managed to do a bit of stuff since exams ended.&lt;div&gt;I...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Played L4D2. Not once, but twice. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Watched Scrubs. (Finished a whole episode just by waiting at the photocopy shop when all the chem reps had to buy notes)&lt;br /&gt;...Watched Prince of Persia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Bought a pair of shorts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Finished buying a present for Kwoksie, and bought a present for Jaz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Watched Princess Hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See I finished almost everything I wanted to do post-exams. (: I've got an awesome idea. For every minute I spend doing nothing on the internet (Facebook, blog reading blah blah blah excluding LMS shiz), I will spend running. GREAT JOB PRIS, This is the best idea you've thought of the entire week! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is why you shine, and this is why I don't&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-2746602693033661770?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/2746602693033661770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=2746602693033661770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2746602693033661770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2746602693033661770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/05/holioh-what-holidays.html' title='Holi...oh, what holidays?'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-9139684226097025474</id><published>2010-05-28T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T00:14:08.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Picture Perfect'/><title type='text'>This is my blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my blog and I can say whatever shit I want to and no one can say anything about it because this is My blog. Oh look, this is how self-centered we are. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not so much about the person leaving, it's more about the suddenness of everything. How can you do this to me. We talk every day and suddenly you tell me on Wednesday "Oh yeah I'm leaving this Friday" what the crap. Call me selfish but I felt as though I deserved more. But as they always say. "Mind over matter; I don't mind and you don't matter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post exams don't feel that great. But here's just a nice little photo update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs554.snc3/30334_425156002447_748277447_5363734_3863761_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs571.snc3/31180_392881455193_718080193_4510222_7489986_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs580.snc3/31587_1486877494639_1314974050_1273592_2783616_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs600.snc3/31587_1486878054653_1314974050_1273604_4582958_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my section!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs600.snc3/31587_1486877374636_1314974050_1273589_122045_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our three babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs414.snc3/24984_355972362461_697742461_3835003_5670189_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough photos to make me happy. Haha. Till next time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-9139684226097025474?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/9139684226097025474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=9139684226097025474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/9139684226097025474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/9139684226097025474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-my-blog.html' title='This is my blog'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-8261260983993774243</id><published>2010-05-25T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T18:31:32.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Down One More To Go!</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;div&gt;Music: Jay Chou :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math was...I don't even know why they bothered printing questions on the first half of the paper. It was impossible (for me) to do. The second page saved me, a pass is quite likely...unless all my probabilities turn out wrong. That itself is a high probability. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs was just... :(. My hands were so pain before I could even start on my third essay. I wrote points but they weren't all that coherent. If only I had more time. Or if only I could write as fast as my brain thinks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've only left Chem, and I'm free for the entire week before I start again. Gosh. So within my free few days, I am going to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;- L4D2 OH YEAH. Looking forward to the company more than the game. (Seeyue, Min, Jo, Lum, Sam. Girls dominate guys oh yeah baby! Gonna laugh at Seeyue's lawn bowling, can't wait to see my best friend again. )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;- Watch Mean Girls. But I need to find people to watch it with. I can almost memorise the entire thing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;- Make belated cards for Robert, Daphne, Kwok. And buy presents for them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;- SCRUBS. :]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;- How I Met Your Mother&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;- Princess Hours&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, I'll study hard. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a good day, but somehow when you said '____', I knew you meant her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heck I'm just going to study. Books, I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-8261260983993774243?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/8261260983993774243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=8261260983993774243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8261260983993774243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8261260983993774243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/05/two-down-one-more-to-go.html' title='Two Down One More To Go!'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-5872050245973827175</id><published>2010-05-02T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T18:59:49.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoever Said JC Life was Tough, was obviously not lying</title><content type='html'>Mood: Jaded&lt;div&gt;Music: October Skies - Hands On Deck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is so draining. I hate the shit that I go through every day. Last year, I liked staying in school. I felt safe, safe from the outside world. I loved school, I loved the building. But now, every day I can't wait to leave the building, I just want to hide at home. I hate school, I really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs279.ash1/20638_236344916757_701081757_3638791_3712968_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping a picture will make me happier the next time i come here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-5872050245973827175?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/5872050245973827175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=5872050245973827175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5872050245973827175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5872050245973827175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/05/whoever-said-jc-life-was-tough-was.html' title='Whoever Said JC Life was Tough, was obviously not lying'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-9092008873020803711</id><published>2010-04-22T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T23:43:24.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, All You Need Is A Happy Day.</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Rob Thomas - Ever The Same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a happy day. And I'm happy. Day started off well. Had a good night's rest. Then school was just going through the motions, I'm just so glad I survived. Tomorrow there's one hour chem lecture, one hour econs tutorial, one hour math tutorial...HOW TO SURVIVE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Back to my happy day. Hmmmm had a nice catch up with Daphne and Jo-Ann. Bio lecture was one heck of mind games. Seriously. I could barely understand anything. Anyway we have a new sweet. It's called the PWSP! Sorry secret can't say what it means. :) Pe got cancelled, I was a bit bummed, considering I was ACTUALLY LOOKING FORWARD to playing ping pong. But since it was cancelled, I just went to meet 999 earlier. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilling out before going into army. To be honest I think I'll feel suddenly weird not being able to message my best friend. I'm so used to getting (almost) instant replies, and now they will only come at night. But still. We will all learn to cope with change. Eating ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;"......around Chinese New Year..."&lt;br /&gt;"Aiyoh so poor thing."&lt;br /&gt;"Me too."&lt;br /&gt;"You too?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah...remember ##?"&lt;br /&gt;"......OHHH!!!! Walau shit me too."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes you too omg I remember."&lt;br /&gt;"Spam smses."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes we would type 5 pages of the same thing but in different words to each other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You gave me a present last year."&lt;br /&gt;"I did?"&lt;br /&gt;"Okay no you didn't. So now you owe me two(:"&lt;br /&gt;"Ehh no la...don't like that..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;...what did I give you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnnnnn. Now it's sinking in. Be strong 999! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition, and trying on of contact lenses after that. It was so fail. I have to go back tomorow to try and get those plastic shits in my eye. Goodnight world! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-9092008873020803711?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/9092008873020803711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=9092008873020803711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/9092008873020803711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/9092008873020803711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-all-you-need-is-happy-day.html' title='Sometimes, All You Need Is A Happy Day.'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-756685748918162322</id><published>2010-04-02T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T19:40:22.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I'm taking a break from my break.&lt;br /&gt;Have I found myself? Yes. But I've also found another place to write. This place just seems so...over-commercialised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. School's been alright. Really tiring, reaching home at 9plus PEE EM every night. But it's been alright. I was looking at the people I was messaging, and suddenly I realised, it's such a different bunch of people I'm messaging compared to one year ago. And wow it makes me sad. I mean, what happened to my friends then? Do friendships have an expiry date? Some of the names are still constant. Sophie, Seeyue, Cheryl, Dan...but what about ### %%% *** ? And what about the people I'm messaging now. Will I still be talking to them one year down the road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure your friendships guys. Live for the moment, and if you love the moment so much, make sure you bring those you love into the next few moments of your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-756685748918162322?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/756685748918162322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=756685748918162322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/756685748918162322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/756685748918162322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/04/break.html' title='Break'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-5303982036967807304</id><published>2010-03-22T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:53:00.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Hiatus.</title><content type='html'>My life is falling apart. When I fix it, I will probably come back here. Meanwhile, if you really want to find out about my life. I am sms-enabled. Take care everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-5303982036967807304?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/5303982036967807304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=5303982036967807304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5303982036967807304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5303982036967807304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='Mini Hiatus.'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-8404119030806645931</id><published>2010-03-13T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T17:36:25.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Think of a Better Title.</title><content type='html'>Mood: Lousy&lt;br /&gt;Music: -&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate going online. Seriously. That probably explains why I hardly update these days. Anyway. Congrats 999, you owned A levels, and I'm so happy for you. :) I'm gonna stand where you stood that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was studying with 999 at Long John Silver's. Econs and bitching ftw. And at least we didn't smell like Macs hehe. And then I asked IZ to change my fb password for me, I bet it was one of his school log in passwords! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gp was forgettable, I don't even remember anything about it. Econs was a bit weird. My 10mark essay was tons longer than my 15mark one. Case study was the best, I missed out an entire source. Didn't see it at all. Best. :) Slacked around in school a while, then went to meet Yuqi for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started jaywalking and then I slipped off the pavement and lost my balance and was going to FALL onto the busy busy road, but then Yuqi pulled me away. And all this was happening when he said "but why...jaywalking is fun..right?" but after that we never dared to say that again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday was math and chem. Seriously it was so bad. Tried to study in the morning, broke down in front of all my kids..but my kids showed me so much love (: (: Robert and Yuen Min gave me care bears, and the whole OG gave me a yellow duck. Love it! After math I studied in a jail cell in the library. Didn't work though, because I totally screwed up my chem paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday was a boring day, just camped in the library to study. Oh oh but at night was FUN!!!! Studied with Sophie for a while, then we went down to mug and LUMZ found us, so we studied while waiting for Robert to finish. Met my kids and we invited lumz to join us. We ate at KFC yum yum hahaha Robert is so cute :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday Bio, and it was EPIC FUN. Went to find YM and Robert after my paper, then we played a bit in the harp room, and after my kids left for lesson I went to find Min. And... :) :). Got a *FREE* subway cookie, and after I left school, that was when the action began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jo Lum Min and I cabbed down to town on impulse (the cabbing, not the town part), and we l4d-ed OMGGGG :D for an unexpected FOUR HOURS. The hockey boys came after us, but left before us. Heeee. :D Then Jo Lum and I went to meet Seeyue at 313 and walked to Heeren, where we did some mad window shopping, and walked to Cine to shop for Care Bears and walked around so many shops. We spent a lot of time in this really cool shop with overpriced items we could not afford, and walked out saying "These items are too cheap." HEHEHEHHE :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh, did I mention, we went to play bridge? :D :D For really long. And Seeyue thought we were playing Daidi. NAIZ. Oh then after that we went to Orchard Central to wander around, laughing at people who were scared of heights while trying not to look down, and I had a nice heart to heart with Seeyue on the rooftop. Four of us went to the top and I said "Omg this place is so romantic, I wanna come here with my future boyfriend." True enough, the whole place was filled with couples. Imagine how awkward we felt. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home, got screwed. But still happy. With l4d2, bridge and shopping, what's there to complain about? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was my first official day of holiday. (: was supposed to wake up at 730 to run, but then I overslept and woke up at...11. Nice. Was totally late in meeting Min and Judith, and I saw Nat there too!! HEHE. :D Met Eddie and gang in there by chance, and it was just so fun, talking with my 3 lovelies(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that went back to school for harp and maniac. Decided to skip CF to meet my kids. We went to the Esplanade Library mmmm that place is so nice. :) sitting on the couch and talking to my two kids. ("OMG WE HAVE SO MANY TEST??!??!") haha that's JC for you man. And we ate dinner at Marina Square Starbucks, laughed a lot. And omg my mum used to teach Yuen Min hehe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got back at 11. And got grounded. NICE. and it's what, the START of holidays? Hmm anyway whatever. I'm off for some bridge. (online, of course.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-8404119030806645931?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/8404119030806645931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=8404119030806645931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8404119030806645931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8404119030806645931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cant-think-of-better-title.html' title='I Can&apos;t Think of a Better Title.'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-1085593030125203069</id><published>2010-03-02T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:48:15.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory.</title><content type='html'>Mood: Lousy.&lt;br /&gt;Music: Acceptance - Glory/Us&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still remember every thing about you. And the things we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TERMS IN LESS THAN ONE WEEK I AM DEAD MEAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-1085593030125203069?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/1085593030125203069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=1085593030125203069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1085593030125203069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1085593030125203069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/03/memory.html' title='Memory.'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-4681573168196764042</id><published>2010-02-26T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T16:15:34.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Week So Far</title><content type='html'>How's my week been so far? I've never been home early enough for a home-cooked dinner, never reached home before the sun set, never reached home with time to read the newspaper or talk to my sister. It's all just drinking soup, showering, doing work, sleep. Throw in unsettled problems and you have a bad week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week alone, I've had teachers and friends asking me if I'm alright. They all say I either look&lt;br /&gt;Stressed&lt;br /&gt;Have problems&lt;br /&gt;Lost weight&lt;br /&gt;Too tired&lt;br /&gt;the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I've been like crap. Maybe I'm just not suited to J2 life. Maybe I should just retain. I'm so tired these days, I guess school is finally taking its toll on me. Leticia was right. Don't come to JC. If you do, make sure you have all the fun you have in J1, then go to poly. J2 is not for the faint hearted. I'm sorry, my heart is weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And I'm sorry, that everything had to end this way. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Would you put yourself out there if you know it won't go too far? Can you blame me if i'm not so very sure that I'm in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-4681573168196764042?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/4681573168196764042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=4681573168196764042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/4681573168196764042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/4681573168196764042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-week-so-far.html' title='My Week So Far'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-252524750435020749</id><published>2010-02-19T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:01:49.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>Mood: Sigh :(&lt;br /&gt;Music: Chris Tomlin - Come Home Running&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay for those that don't know, the past few days have been somewhat like shit. It got so bad I broke down in school. It was during a break though, thankfully. Still, crying twice in a day is a clear indication I'm not fine. But through everything, God has remained faithful. Today during CF worship, Jasmine talked about the prodigal son, and it really sounds like me. Like, we run away, but God's always there to welcome us with open arms. When I first read the parable,  I thought the father was crazy. But God is full of so much love, he's always waiting there, for us to come back to Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Pastor Joel's message on our personal value. We have value, because we are made in the image of God. And that alone is reason enough to warrant us precious in God's eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just holding on to God more tightly than ever. I guess this trial was God's way of bringing me back to him. I asked God many weeks ago to bring me back to him, to play a more significant part in my life. Well, God answers prayers, just not in ways we expect. But I'll just take all these as training in character. So, be careful of what you &lt;s&gt;wish&lt;/s&gt; pray for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;James 1: 2-3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the chaos in confusion&lt;br /&gt;I know You're sovereign still&lt;br /&gt;In the moment of my weakness&lt;br /&gt;You give me grace to do Your will&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;None But Jesus by Hillsong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear God, I really need you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-252524750435020749?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/252524750435020749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=252524750435020749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/252524750435020749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/252524750435020749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/02/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-3484247586327727197</id><published>2010-02-08T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T17:39:01.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>ORIENTATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Pitbull - I Know You Want Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello everyone! Week 3 of school is over, and orientation is half through! It's been so fun so fun, every morning spending time with my clan VASILIAAAAA, and dancing with Blossom hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday was pre-orientation day, staying back after school for talks and our walk in rehearsal. The morning practices really helped!! And we were dancing all the way till about 9, went back with Ching Sheng and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday in school by 6, and met my kids!! Our walk in was so awesome, everyone was just running on a high that words cannot express. Our stage dance got screwed up halfway, but at least we managed to fix it :) After that we met our kids (!!!) and I left halfway for H3, so I missed everything after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was quite a good day, I had games duty with Wendy. Saw the CF people, and then went back with the usual going home gang from cf hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday YF youth comm fellowship dinner at Astons and Bible study at SMU after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAYYYY followed my kids around school, and went off for h3...can you imagine how much time I missed with my kids :( and all for nothing because in the end I decided to drop H3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY games duty with Iskandar omg that was the bombz please we both got starched up, and Val was with me :) mass rally and stuff, and went back really late because it was mud games and we had to clean up the whole school. Left around 8plus with no dinner and stuff, and I reached home to a dinner of plain rice because my dad thought I ate arleady so he finished up the fish. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY was the last day of orientation. I got to spend so much time with my kids, it felt AWESOMEZ. And bringing them around school and stuff. But by Wednesday I had no more voice, and up till now I still have no voice. Thursday lessons, and swim pe ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was campfire, but before that my og went out for bowling, and I walked into a glass door wth -.- zzzz. HAHA. Campfire was very fun, camwhoreee and stuff. Not to forget the trains, and the mad dancing on the stage with all the other ogls hoho(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, life's been crazy. Trying to catch up with work, trying to find back my voice but to no avail. And suffering from one of the most badass headaches I've ever had. Forget it my throat hurts like anything and my head hurts more than anything, so I'm outta here. Bye!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-3484247586327727197?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/3484247586327727197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=3484247586327727197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/3484247586327727197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/3484247586327727197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/02/orientation.html' title='ORIENTATION'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-1530307771675051</id><published>2010-01-23T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T17:37:37.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Gonna Be A CRAZY Week</title><content type='html'>Mood: Tired :O&lt;br /&gt;Music: Secret Garden - Sanctuary&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay IZ, I'm updating!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, so I shall tell you about my orsum week this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday was my first H3 class, and I was so horribly late. Thank goodness I found XiaoHui, who showed me to LT2. And there was this SUPER BEYOND FUNNY student but okay I cannot say too much cos that's kinda mean heh :(. Met Sarah and Jermaine!! :) and 2 other AC people. And I feel kinda bad...They both knew me, and yet I've never seen either of them before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After H3 met up with Yuqi and Shuhan for dinner, and learnt something new in tuition hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday was Swim Pe. But I'd rather not talk about it, it wasn't nice for me. Tuition with Seeyue, and I met her for dinner, and met Ling Ling!!! :) :) and I should stop embarrassing myself everywhere I go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday was CCA, and boy was it tiring. Rayner played the violin for us, he's really good at it heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday was H3 again, this time lectures started for real. I saw Yuqi again, and met his classmate. And I want to see you Deanna!! I had free time in the night, so it was a nice talk with Stef (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was CF, yes IZ, this is that part you are featured in my life! :) Went gymming with Zhi Hao in the afternoon, then running with Min Feng, and a second round of gym with Min after running.  But I died halfway during gym. Cf, and a nice nice dinner, but the comm had a meeting so I just chilled with Rayner and Percy, while Jotham and his gf+wife were doing their own thing. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway today is a very tiring day, I'm off to sleep. Goodnight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-1530307771675051?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/1530307771675051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=1530307771675051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1530307771675051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1530307771675051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-gonna-be-crazy-week.html' title='It&apos;s Gonna Be A CRAZY Week'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-4912163437648060094</id><published>2010-01-17T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:23:30.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life So Far</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: John Mayer - Slow Dancing In A Burning Room&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this songggg oh man oh man. Top 10 songs of my life. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY. So, what's up with my life this 2010?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days of going out, my first movie watched this year is Avatar 3D. And the last movie I watched last year is...Avatar 3D. Yeap, watched it twice heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a few days of going to school to finish up homework, 2nd Jan was a social day, going to kap to study with Isaac (quite fail, but at least we tapped!), the youth BBQ, and then CF BBQ. I shared a cab with 3 other people, my cab fare only came to 1dollar!! :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First week of school was so crazyyyyyyyyyyyyy. It's only been week 1, yet I'm so tired. Monday came back around 10pm because of tuition, and Tuesday almost 10pm, because of tuition. Wednesday was 7plus cos of open house, and reaching home around 1245 because of Avatar. Thursday was a semi early day, I went to get my new school bag!!!! And I'm totally in love with my new bag, it's so awesome hehe (:. Friday was late too because of CF, and after CF dinner everyone said I should go home and SLEEP. And sleep I did, for TWELVE hours hehe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now it's a mad rush to finish up my homework, consisting of GP, math (all done at church!), chem, ECONS FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yea, I'm all over you. You don't mean a thing to me anymore. Both you, and you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-4912163437648060094?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/4912163437648060094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=4912163437648060094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/4912163437648060094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/4912163437648060094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-life-so-far.html' title='My Life So Far'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-9208101743584909482</id><published>2010-01-16T13:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T13:21:47.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon!</title><content type='html'>Mood: Flustered&lt;br /&gt;Music: -&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELLO I promise I will update about my first week of school...soon! Once I find the time...it's been so busy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-9208101743584909482?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/9208101743584909482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=9208101743584909482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/9208101743584909482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/9208101743584909482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/01/soon.html' title='Soon!'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-520253307776912451</id><published>2010-01-01T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:44:22.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>Mood: Pensive&lt;br /&gt;Music: - &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The year is gone. 2009 was the  year that I...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...got so much more freedom from my parents. (No more "Mom can I go out tomorrow?" but "Hey mom I'm going out tomorrow" hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...knew the results of my O levels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...got into my dream JC (no kidding, I literally dreamt of going ACJC heh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...got to know so many people; Abbas, random friends of friends during orientation, harp, ManiAC, CF, bleachers, 1SA5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...lost someone I held very close (possibly closest) to my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...finally admitted to liking someone after months of denial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...actually broke down over school work stress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...stayed in school to study till 930&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...studied so hard my mum had to ask my dad if I were 'okay'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...went out a lot I found myself constantly in debt/eating cereal brought from home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...made a few of the best friends ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...made friends with people I shouldn't have been friends with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...learnt a lot more about myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...finally stepped out of Europe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...learnt a new instrument (harp)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...never changed my blog template (I normally change every few months or so)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...picked up running towards the end of the year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...watched more movies than I should be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's just the start. 2009 was the year I graduated from Mg. A tearful goodbye, I remember singing the school song in tears when we sang it on 12th Jan, the day we collected our O level results. Nothing beats MGS. Although AC was definitely fun, it was also full of politics, boys, bitches...Mg was so much more carefree. Now I would tell people I enjoy going to AC because that building is like my shelter, protecting me from the outside world. But who's going to protect me from the people within? I miss MG, because then Mg would protect me from everything. No one inside would hurt you...at least, no one hurt me there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there was the founder's day graduating service. Wow how I've missed MGS so much. But I guess now isn't the time to dwell on the past, but to look towards the future. Only if we work toward it can we make it a better one. I've made a few resolutions, such as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Running at least once a week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Saving $2 a week. (Don't underestimate. When A levels end I'll have around 100 more to spend. HAH)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Studying hard, going out less&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Stop taking a few people for granted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope I'll keep all those. Meanwhile, have a happy 2010 guys, we've made it thus far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-520253307776912451?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/520253307776912451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=520253307776912451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/520253307776912451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/520253307776912451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-8488938513516576025</id><published>2009-12-29T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:21:30.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Europe</title><content type='html'>Mood: Full :I&lt;br /&gt;Music: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I know I'm supposed to blog about my europe trip, but I'm very lazy to type everything out heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But among the things I remembered doing were going to the Blaak Market and buying a new wallet, visiting the Cube houses, going to the Delft factory on the first day. And also the pancake boat cruise on the first night. But then I fell asleep halfway because of jet lag hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's already 1st of Jan 2010 so I've forgotten a lot of things, and I'm lazy to write more than a lot of things. But anyway the cities of Holland I visited were Rotterdam, Amsterdam, The Hague, Utrecht. And in England we visited Cambridgeshire and London. (My friend asked me the most bimbotic question I've heard from a guy. "Huh isn't England in like, Britain or something?" heh). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We felt like tourist, getting lost in a foreign land, walking twice the pace of anyone so we could see more places, spending money like we didn't care...okay actually we did. Only towards the end we didn't because we had too much euro and those can't be used in Singapore heh heh. Seeing things that we'll never see in Singapore such as SNOW, people smoking almost every where, shops openly selling weed, people eating in trains (it's legal), and DOGS on trains wow that was freaky heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there was the airplane rides. Going there was not a problem. Dark skies and in-flight entertainment, food that excited me, movies that never seemed to end...and plus the prospect of seeing my sister after quite long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going back however, was different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was quite relieving to see complementary copies of The Straits Times, felt a bit Singaporean heh. Boarding a day flight so there was more to see. We flew between the clouds, which were so thick and dense that when you are at the bottom, you don't really see a sky. That's why in winter it's all grey. Even the sky's a shade of light grey. There's no blue, not at all. So when we peered down there was nothing but clouds, but when we looked up, there was an endless sky. Not for long though, the sun came up so strong it was almost blinding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few movies and many rounds of Bejewelled later, we opened the windows and it was still too sunny. After a while, the sun started to set, and it was one of the most beautiful sights, ever. Can you imagine seeing the sun set so close to you? And I'm not even talking about the setting sun on the horizon by the beach. I'm talking about seeing the sun so big and close. And we were flying through the sky, so the sun's position would seem to move. And one side of the sky would be bright, and the other would be clothed in darkness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then few hours later you open the window shafts and it's dark, so you peer down and you can actually see a whole city, and I saw a highway, marked by street lights along the road. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there was the air sickness. Puking once on the plane, and another time at the airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I bought a lot of things! A wallet, postcards, chocolates, fudge, sweets etc. And I got two new shirts and THE LATEST DASHBOARD CD all for free! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgettable the trip may be, I still enjoyed it. Somewhat. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-8488938513516576025?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/8488938513516576025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=8488938513516576025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8488938513516576025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8488938513516576025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/12/europe.html' title='Europe'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-5062161691005122763</id><published>2009-12-10T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:01:11.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break</title><content type='html'>Mood: Tired :O&lt;br /&gt;Music: Boys Like Girls and Taylor Swift - Two Is Better Than One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving in less than 24 hours. I'm a bit excited, but I'm also hesistant, to leave my life behind for 1.5 weeks. Yes there are problems (life wouldn't be called life if problems were non-existent huh) and I can't wait to escape from them, even if it's just temporal. But there are also friends that I'll miss talking to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HOW THE HELL AM I GOING TO SURVIVE WINTER when I get cold even in Singapore whether and I'm wearing a jacket while the person next to me is sweating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway im gna run tmr nights world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-5062161691005122763?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/5062161691005122763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=5062161691005122763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5062161691005122763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5062161691005122763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/12/break.html' title='Break'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-3580527590915150236</id><published>2009-12-05T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T22:52:24.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Picture Perfect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Okay, I will.</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: - &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I promised to update heh heh. So what's up with my life? Nothing much really. Went out with the usual 2 others a few times, watched a movie worse than Jennifer's Body, had harp camp, and CCAAB. :) And not to forget, 4E class party! *inserts a billion hearts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs092.snc3/15951_212519010568_726955568_4497602_2200416_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before harp camp was Chem Olympiad. It was very funny, because all of us couldn't do the paper! We, Joanne Joey and I gave each other the "OMG I don't want to do this anymore, can we leave?" look and then we all nodded at each other and we left halfway :) at first I thought Joey wrote some stuff on the paper, so it must have been possible to do the questions, only for him to say after the paper, "I was trying to draw faces with all the organic compounds." Right. Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway here are a few photos from harp camp haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs051.snc3/13833_182996193436_725858436_3053814_6438258_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs094.snc3/16160_204115657227_645642227_3953104_2643883_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NICE?!?! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs051.snc3/13833_182984288436_725858436_3053713_5663081_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ♥ our honey stars(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photos from &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=133404&amp;amp;id=701081757&amp;amp;l=6fdc5c294d" target="_blank"&gt;CCAAB Dinner&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs092.snc3/15947_188895926757_701081757_3393447_2641140_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs112.snc3/15947_188895971757_701081757_3393454_8234500_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs112.snc3/15947_188895891757_701081757_3393443_2841578_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs072.snc3/13950_187638081492_598516492_3358428_5225525_n.jpg" wdith="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;T is for Thatcher♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then there was CF gathering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs024.snc3/11156_185343787461_697742461_3133421_608162_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was the outing with Stef and ZhiHao, and Nat's surprise party, but I am lazy to upload photos hehe.&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to watch Momo Love, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To God be the Glory, the Best is yet to Be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-3580527590915150236?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/3580527590915150236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=3580527590915150236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/3580527590915150236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/3580527590915150236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/12/okay-i-will.html' title='Okay, I will.'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-4430606996302643032</id><published>2009-12-02T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:18:41.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon!</title><content type='html'>Mood: Pissed off&lt;br /&gt;Music: Paramore - Pressure&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I haven't updated about so many things...Harp camp, CCAAB, and gym and stef and church...but soon, I promise! Today is just not a good day. Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-4430606996302643032?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/4430606996302643032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=4430606996302643032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/4430606996302643032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/4430606996302643032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/12/soon.html' title='Soon!'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-6268180774740782403</id><published>2009-11-16T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T23:10:39.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope I don't die.</title><content type='html'>Mood: Stressed like anything&lt;br /&gt;Music: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so freaking stressed omg. Seriously. Carolling, harp, maniac, olympiad?! I'm not made for all these stuff. Too many committments is driving me nuts. I don't even have time for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling today was quite fun, but now I'm oh so broke. Whatever man.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'll be out for quite a while, back to back camps and stuff, so I won't be back till a week later. Take care everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-6268180774740782403?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/6268180774740782403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=6268180774740782403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6268180774740782403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6268180774740782403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hope-i-dont-die.html' title='I hope I don&apos;t die.'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-6982854871427604031</id><published>2009-11-07T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T18:24:26.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I beg you so much</title><content type='html'>Mood: Pleading&lt;br /&gt;Music: Through The Trees&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please please please, I beg of you, don't rewind our friendship to May and June. I cannot take this anymore. I swear, ten times over, your friendship is worth infinitely more times than him. If you think I betrayed your trust, I didn't. I didn't tell him, I didn't say anything about you. If giving him up and everything he and I stood for means I would have you back as one of my best friends, you know I would do it, at the drop of a hat. I don't think I've wanted to save a friendship this badly, but this time, I'm desperate. I cannot lose you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLEASE BRING US BACK TO OUR HAPPY MOMENTS, YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH YOU MEAN TO ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amidst all these shit going on in my life, there's still some aspects of nice-ness in my life. For example, after over sleeping yesterday, I met up with Asriel for some shopping, and then dinner with my Fish and Co Bros For Life gang and froze to death at Starbucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have any mood to blog. I just want my friend back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-6982854871427604031?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/6982854871427604031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=6982854871427604031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6982854871427604031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6982854871427604031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-beg-you-so-much.html' title='I beg you so much'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-9183944685546461596</id><published>2009-11-04T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:11:22.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backwards</title><content type='html'>Mood: -&lt;br /&gt;Music: Through The Trees&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'd be lying if I told you, losing you was something I could handle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you lie? I don't know what to believe in anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped dinner today, and tomorrow I'm gonna fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lightning. Bright for that moment, fleeting, and when it's gone, everything else appears darker than the way it appeared before. Dangerous, but oh, how amazing to watch. It's like sometimes when your life is going so much downhill and then you think your life is such a joke and you start laughing and laughing and you don't even know why and then you laugh until tears roll down your face and so what now? Are you laughing or crying now? And when we empty all our tears, are we emptier than before? And you sit down, you're so exhausted and you are on the floor, comatose, and alone. But how? Are you going to do anything about your life? Fight your way back up to normalcy, or do you just want a downward spiral, and see how far you have to go before you hit rock bottom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;For me, I'm going to try option two. Just watch me&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-9183944685546461596?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/9183944685546461596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=9183944685546461596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/9183944685546461596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/9183944685546461596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/11/backwards.html' title='Backwards'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-4225176693130075459</id><published>2009-11-02T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:44:27.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn, Burn</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where do we stand,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now that we've burned all the bridges that we've built&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And how do we move (on),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that our lives and friendship are as empty as our promises to each other?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But most importantly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you even care?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese was a sad day. Hitched a ride from my new neighbour, and let my A slip by like that. Went out with The New Neighbour and another friend for lunch because we didn't wanna go home. (Bros and hoes for life man!) And we watched Jennifer's Body omggg it sucked really badly, we were all cringing and crying out "When is this movie going to end" hahaha. So if you read this, don't watch it. Hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll set myself on fire, because there is nothing left to burn&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-4225176693130075459?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/4225176693130075459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=4225176693130075459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/4225176693130075459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/4225176693130075459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/11/burn-burn.html' title='Burn, Burn'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-2089311780466601953</id><published>2009-10-30T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:11:41.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>Mood: Tired&lt;br /&gt;Music: Avenged Sevenfold - Dear god&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has not forsaken you. He's there if you cry out to him. You have no idea how much I care for you, but seeing as I honestly don't mean anything to you, I don't think I have a right to show that I care. But if you do read this, you know who you are, and know that I care, and I'm still sorry for everything that happened on tuesday. I wish I could know what you are thinking, please tell me directly because I hate the way we are (not) communicating now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today half my class skipped GP, and I studied with Han Lin/Hanz/Lin Lin/Xiao Lin/ Han Han/ HENRY for a while before knocking out for a while and then going for CF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh oh guys, I have a new name! It's called Rachel!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Jean) "Oh wow that's nice. Since when did you have it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Since last night."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Jean) "Oh why do you have that name now?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Because I like it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Jean) "Because you like it. Nice..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; For all that's happened this week, I really don't know what to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for some SIM seminar, and left feeling real stupid. I don't even know why I'm there. I've been mediocre my whole life. This is kinda like a 'wow' thing to me, let's see how long I hold out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's all starve. I'm on a downward spiral, do you care?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-2089311780466601953?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/2089311780466601953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=2089311780466601953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2089311780466601953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2089311780466601953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-639678677895331121</id><published>2009-10-29T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:30:39.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever.</title><content type='html'>Mood: You do not want to know what my mood is&lt;br /&gt;Music: Anberlin - Inevitable&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realised how sad my chances are for getting h3. Achievements? Like SYF Gold? Who the hell cares when you are talking about chemistry. You can't even harvest the Gold from syf to process or study it or whatever. And they will only give these kind of cool shiz to those (in the words of Arthas) "Zai" people who probably wins robotics competitions and stuff. The good will only get better, all the presidents scholarships will be given to people who Ace (As) their 11, 12 credits. My dismal 10 is beyond hope. How do we prove we're awesome too, when they don't give us a chance to? I'm a bit sick of trying. I think I am destined to be mediocre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't get into TWO Olympiads like joey, who studies a bit and tops the level for bio, or gets 99% for 99% of tests, Neither am I a Zhewen who studies for ONE week and produces AABB and goes for Two Olympiads like joey. Or like CT who entered the exam hall without his lit text and still got a respectable D for Zero amount of studying. Maybe it's not worth trying anymore. It's so hard trying to prove myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olympiad? I think I'm gonna lose to all those people. H3? These people have achievement lists longer than my entire form I swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so broke :( I need money for my ogl form, Olympiad notes, buy chem notes, pay up for PW, and I'm going out for dinner tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My knee hurts from walking into the biggest harp in the harp room (fml seriously).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been eating much at all the past few days. I can't seem to stomach anything, and I'm on the verge of being anorexic. And everything is my fault fml ttm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanna break every clock&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The hands of time could never move again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;We could stay in this moment (stay in this moment)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;For the rest of our lives&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is it over now hey, is it over now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anberlin - Inevitable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;When there is nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stars - Your Ex-Lover Is Dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-639678677895331121?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/639678677895331121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=639678677895331121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/639678677895331121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/639678677895331121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/10/whatever.html' title='Whatever.'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-8855229332295226227</id><published>2009-10-28T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T00:03:49.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry</title><content type='html'>Mood: Pensive.&lt;br /&gt;Music: - &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Jan i'm sorry I didn't update, I fell asleep argh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway just a short short update, Friday was so funny. It was Jiap's 'New Lense Friday' and after CF we all went for dinner at burger king and Han and Nate's "Ehhh, don't la..." and because we got A for a few subjects they went "A...don't la!" HAHA!!! We frolicked after that, and I made two new friends, Rayner and Percy! I totally gotcha-ed Percy, it was very funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was spent with Sophie, Yk and Kwok for dinner. It was unlikely company, but we enjoyed ourselves. We must READ BETWEEN THE LINES...faggot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry Jan, that I didn't update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry to those around me, for pushing aside all my duties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry to you, for making you feel confused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry to you, for putting you through this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for you, that you had to face up to reality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for myself, for letting myself be led by my heart rather than my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for myself, for not listening to my friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for myself, for making things worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for our friendship (or so-called friendship), that it never got to develop into something that was less than superficial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry that it lasted so short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for all our empty promises, they are now as empty as we are now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you ever see this, I want you to know that I'm sorry for you, for myself, for our friendship, for everything, and the worst part is knowing that I was at fault for screwing things up. I know as much as this is impossible, I hope you will forgive me, forget the past, and just get past all the awkwardness and just be friends again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-8855229332295226227?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/8855229332295226227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=8855229332295226227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8855229332295226227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8855229332295226227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-6091724580617121781</id><published>2009-10-18T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:21:05.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Picture Perfect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><title type='text'>Beyonce Loves Jotham, and so does everyone else!</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: -&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohhh man yesterday was THE BOMB!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JOOOTHAM's party. Met Jan, Kim, Zara and LeiLei at Ion before making our way there, poor Jan left early. And Leilei was complaining we took so long to walk because according to Zara we're "all dressed up" so we don't wanna sweat(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the party, it was so insane...sitting on the table with Jas, Leilei, Jojo, Zara, Kim, Victoria, Judith, and us smelling candles and pretending to be drug addicts. Pretending. It failed anyway, we didn't know how to act realistic. And after a while we gave up sniffing the burnt flowers cuz they smelt like crap, hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was photo taking time!!! Jiaps and her cool fisheye, and Jotham going around taking photos. I got a nice shot with him! :D and everyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we started playing games. Musical chairs that didn't work out because no one moved, and Jotham forfeited!! And he did this SUPER hot dance it was so funny! Stick had a video but then you can't really hear the music. Everyone was screaming and cheering. Really, it's hard to believe he's 19 (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played Whacko..it was so fail. We just started whacking Nainai non stop hahahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to cut the cake, take photos, and camwhore some more! I'm not good with words, but it was REALLY fun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today I met Tiffany for some nice heart to heart, over our common interest - FOOD! Namely pretzels and ramen heh heh. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're really interested, the photos are up &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=3162702&amp;amp;l=e23a38ac06&amp;amp;id=701081757" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!! Sorry, i"m lazy to post pictures. Heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-6091724580617121781?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/6091724580617121781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=6091724580617121781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6091724580617121781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6091724580617121781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/10/beyonce-loves-jotham-and-so-does.html' title='Beyonce Loves Jotham, and so does everyone else!'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-5523759400618967350</id><published>2009-10-16T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:11:56.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Love</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Jay Chou - Nocturne&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so here's my promised photo! This is before...with all the metal and stuff:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICK80XUYeqM/Sth5fx9ctMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/WnV0iOBGqfM/s1600-h/DSC00960.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICK80XUYeqM/Sth5fx9ctMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/WnV0iOBGqfM/s320/DSC00960.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393194140670145730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And after! Yayyy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs235.snc1/8219_160807821757_701081757_3149089_3864433_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the past two days have been so funny! OMG JANNNNN :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting, The silly moments of Jan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;#1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Daiso on 9th October, with Dede&lt;br /&gt;We went there to find stuff for our seniors, and Jan found a...jellyfish net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs235.snc1/8219_160807856757_701081757_3149094_180194_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So she pretended to go jellyfishing, and the net got stuck in her head lol!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;#2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, &lt;s&gt;after&lt;/s&gt; in the midst of AC games, we (Sophie, Jan, Charissa, Dorothy, Jin, Yk), after much deliberation and delay, decided to head to Venezia to eat ice cream. And I can't believe some of them have never been here! D: It's so nice. Then we hopped over to Simply Bread, and I discovered Charissa and I love the same kind of bread!! Sticky Roll, Sugar roll, Orange Fantan... :D :D And Jan bought Garlic Chippata, and I can't remember what Dorothy bought, but Yk bought the same thing as Jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then...&lt;br /&gt;Jan: Yk the bread smells so nice!&lt;br /&gt;Yk: *sniffs* no...nothing. I can't &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;smell&lt;/span&gt; anything!&lt;br /&gt;Jan: Yk are you &lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;deaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;?!??!!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;DEAF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!?!??!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(for those that are interested to know, the "Inability to smell is calles anosmia. I suppose a person with this condition would be called an anosmic." Hah.&lt;br /&gt;And then yk went to put his bread at his ear, and said, "Yeah yeah, I'm deaf." Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;#3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She claims she has a brain tumor, we think she's telling the truth. (just kidding jan!)&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember all she said, but it's so hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;She was meant to say "We need to find fabric paint"&lt;br /&gt;But she ended up saying "We need to find something that sprays fabric!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She meant to say "How much is this notebook?"&lt;br /&gt;But she almost said "How old is this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, too many to list heh. These two days were fun, but if any councillors read this, we should not have Ac games anymore. Seriously. And omggg yk was so nice yesterday! He bought extra meatballs so that he could share with Sophie and I! Apparently, these are done in a bid to impress Sophie ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's Ikea adventure was quite sad, EVERYONE thought I was weird for buying ikea batteries D:, but it was fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;Today's Ikea adventure, was more fun. We played like crazy there!! All the toys, and Sophie trying to hide the lion, and us trying like crazy to find ONE lion in a mass of more than 200 stuffed toys. I SWEAR. And the funniest thing was that we were so caught up finding the lion, we didn't want to eat lunch until we found it. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs215.snc1/8219_160807901757_701081757_3149100_5620954_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute right. I didn't take many pictures, but those measly few are on facebook anyway. Don't have me as a friend? You're not meant to see it then... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to make presents for people, bye world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-5523759400618967350?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/5523759400618967350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=5523759400618967350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5523759400618967350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5523759400618967350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-love.html' title='Love Love'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICK80XUYeqM/Sth5fx9ctMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/WnV0iOBGqfM/s72-c/DSC00960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-5362787556677877012</id><published>2009-10-03T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T23:13:55.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre Promo Stress</title><content type='html'>Mood: Stressed :!%!$@#$#^&lt;br /&gt;Music: Beethoven Symphony No.7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's THREE days to promotional exams and I an NOWHERE near prepared. I mean, seriously. One out of SIX chapters for biology, and my paper is what, on Tuesday?! There's no way I'm going to be done unless I hardcore everything which is not possible. I study for 2 hours straight and I want to die already. Only geniuses like Joey can hardcore 10 hours and still survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the most happening thing to me this week was that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TOOK OUT MY BRACES!!! :) :) I'm too lazy to upload a picture, after promos, I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised after promos I'm still going to be very busy.&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, there's&lt;br /&gt;1. CHINESE As and&lt;br /&gt;2. PWWWWWWW &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;3. Plan for Harp camp&lt;br /&gt;4. Hope I can go for Chemistry Olympiad and if I do, go fro training.&lt;br /&gt;5. Plan for carolling. (I am so behind for this)&lt;br /&gt;6. Plan for Youth Camp&lt;br /&gt;7. CCAAB (CCA leadership training camp)&lt;br /&gt;8. Practice harp like crazyyyyyy, and be re-acquainted with my piano&lt;br /&gt;9. 4E class reunion anyone!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;10. Shopping for presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah okay I think I just made the last one up to complete my list. Nevertheless, there's so much for me to do! :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending off, (pardon the unglam photo of me but whatever this is too hilarious haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 491px; height: 324px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs223.snc1/7018_141312315668_574980668_2711002_2557996_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AMY SO CUTE :) :) Mf and I are like, mirror positions from each other haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-5362787556677877012?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/5362787556677877012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=5362787556677877012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5362787556677877012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5362787556677877012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/10/pre-promo-stress.html' title='Pre Promo Stress'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-2585928563267624139</id><published>2009-09-23T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:17:30.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever thought just Maybe</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Taylor Swift - You Belong With Me&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am busy but I'm too lazy to do anything, and since I'm not doing anything productive online and just letting my brains rot, Facebooking and stuff, I shall just blog :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway the past few days has been really tiring. Joey and I even thought it was already Thursday, until we realised it was only Wednesday and damn it we've still got school. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday was tuition from 9-11,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday 1-645 (with 45min break)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday 2-430, 7-9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO INSANE. And my brains are just so fried every night, I can't do anything except stone. Or read about how Usain Bolt's attire is made in Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR LIKE HOW HOT LUCAS TILL IS. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.celeb9.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/miley_cyrus_and_lucas_till.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SHIZZZZZ  just check out how long his legs are!! (not to mention how hot his body is...or how good looking he is... :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And by the way, ignore Miley Cirus hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://teenhollywood411.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/afplivetwo831297-us-cinema-hannh-mo-lucas-till.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His smile is not even here, but somehow it just makes him more charming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sound so retarded. I better get out of here. Hope these two pictures make your day, they certainly made mine! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-2585928563267624139?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/2585928563267624139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=2585928563267624139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2585928563267624139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2585928563267624139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/09/have-you-ever-thought-just-maybe.html' title='Have you ever thought just Maybe'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-5854219836015869341</id><published>2009-09-16T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:20:16.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1000!</title><content type='html'>Hoorah to my 1000th post. I henceforth blog too much. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay here's a rough overview of my holidays:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday: Met up with Seeyue and Mf to go shopping and celebrate our belated birthdays. So although we all got stuff, none of us paid for our own items. Seeyue the shoppaholic even got her mom to come over so she could get more items. It was just so fun, hanging out like we did in sec1. Things to so fun for us (like Seeyue and I whining to Mf about the silliest things) that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Monday we decided to hang out again and met at KAP to study. After that my very awesome Ac066 came and then it was then we realised our biggest flaw. We are most effective when we are not having meetings. Ironic but true. So from now onwards we are not going to have many more meetings. Instead, we are just going to meet to allocate work, and work from home. It's much better that way. So that we won't waste time on Youtube watching people dishing out fashion advise like wearing a 'rad bigini wif juz gins' or pairing 'leperd preens wif car key green pants', or taking a bus down to BTP to play pool :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday was just a rot at home day. Either that or I can't remember what I did. Oh I remember! I had tuition. And before that I was studying with Mf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday was playing the harp, and studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday, study study study! OH OH. Then I went to meet Gerald and Ziteng for some catching up, and for goodness sake, I do not have a blue neck! Haha. We played pool and I got trashed. Okay I am just not strong enough. And being left handed and having sweaty palms which make for un-smooth bridges really does not help. Maybe I'm not fated for pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was a visit to the Reuter's building, and CIP, and then I met up with Luke and Lipin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay it was quite happening after all. The first week of school was so dreary. Sleeping near 1am every night, the earliest I got to was 1230. Nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now it's 1220. I need to sleep. Goodnight world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-5854219836015869341?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/5854219836015869341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=5854219836015869341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5854219836015869341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5854219836015869341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/09/soon.html' title='1000!'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-8865992527131813313</id><published>2009-09-07T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T00:40:47.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>999 This is for you</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Hillsong - Oceans Will Part&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;999 this is dedicated to you, because it's the 999th post. So..you better be grateful HAHAHA. Anyway, I couldn't find cool pictures of us, we need to CAMWHOREEEEEEE more! I think I didn't upload our carolling ones, so...too bad :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, thanks for being such a cool friend, playing with you for worship is fun. And both of us complaining to each other, peppered with all the "WTPs, WTSs" and... "WTMOM" LOLOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If your hard drive spoils, I'm truly and terribly sorry. Wait for Christmas heh heh. My computer is not fated for your hard drive, sadly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice seeing you in Ac, although you never ever say 'hi' to me first hahahaha. 999s for life! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/Mg%20Symphony08%202007/DanMeIsaacagain.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes yes credits to Zt but i bet he doesnt even read my blog now hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-8865992527131813313?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/8865992527131813313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=8865992527131813313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8865992527131813313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8865992527131813313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/09/999-this-is-for-you.html' title='999 This is for you'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/Mg%20Symphony08%202007/th_DanMeIsaacagain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-7534056944430928171</id><published>2009-09-04T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:44:33.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>998</title><content type='html'>Mood: Tired&lt;br /&gt;Music: Anberlin - Inevitable&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next post, post 999, I'd dedicate to 999. HAHAHAH. Anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a nice day. Teacher's day celebrations...I liked the performance by ACSian Theatre the best. Bryant was so cool! Then after that Cheryl, Yanks, Yux and I went back to MGS. We hopped on a bus that were taking the primary swim pe girls back, aka free ride! Yeah we are such cheapos. We didn't want to walk all the way in heh heh(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First we talked to Mrs Pandian. She's pregnant, again! Then we went to find MRS TEEEEE, she' so nice! We talked for a while, and then we saw Laoshi, and in her total usual style, offered us food again hehe! :D Following which, we went to look for Ms Lau, our favourite bio teacher(: we talked for a while, she was so encouraged when Nic Yux and I told her we got As for our bio! Heh heh. H1 rocks all the way. Quite easy to get A. Now I finally understand why 999 says bio is easy! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After mgs we went to watch I Love You Beth Cooper, we met Jotham on the bus!!! :) :) And the movie sucked, please don't watch it. It was quite nice I guess, but it didn't give me that "omgg this movie is so nice" heart-warming feeling that I get when I watch a movie I like. For example, JUST LIKE HEAVEN :) (I watched that on Tuesday heh heh).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wandered around town for a while, then I found Ding Chewy Dede and Charmaine. And after hanging out with them for a while, went home to snoooze! And I finally FB-ed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay on the phone with tiffany now, byee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-7534056944430928171?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/7534056944430928171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=7534056944430928171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/7534056944430928171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/7534056944430928171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/09/998.html' title='998'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-9117494599394150807</id><published>2009-09-01T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:15:15.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Working</title><content type='html'>Mood: Annoyed &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;Music: Power Of Your Love&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is my scanner not working??!!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More importantly, WHY IS MY FACEBOOK NOT WORKING?!?!?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next thing you know, my brain isn't working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway Saturday was a very happening day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went for tuition first, and then after tuesday I went to meet the Sexy not so-Singles! Minus nic :( And then Gis and I had this really awkward faux lesbian moment, when I went to whisper to her "Giselle! I love you" to which she whispered back "I love you too" and then this guy turned around and looked at us HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, while on the way back, Cheryl started singing "I WANNA HOLD YOUR HAN-AND-AND.." and then I sang back "I wanna hold your hand" and then some other random guy turned around to look at us HAHAHA. But rest assured, we are all straight :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And like small little kids, we went to take neoprints for the fun of it heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting the SS, went for the youth bbq, and police wasn't there D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, was going to the airport to send off my cousin. And SLEEP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chem test tomorrow, GG TTM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-9117494599394150807?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/9117494599394150807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=9117494599394150807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/9117494599394150807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/9117494599394150807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-working.html' title='Not Working'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-1210364680825055631</id><published>2009-08-22T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:34:07.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs Of The Past</title><content type='html'>Mood: Pensive&lt;br /&gt;Music: Rachael Yamagata - Be Be Your Love&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I listen to this song so often, and yet I never ever get sick of it. I am reminded of the past, of how we used to be and all the nights we would stay up to talk about nothing in particular, or have 2 hour meals each time we met. I miss those times, I miss who you were back then, and I miss who I was back then, too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But raking up those memories will not bring you back, and neither will thinking incestantly about you. It'll just torture myself, so I choose to bury and hide these memories, till one day, when this doesn't affect me anymore, I'll remember all the good times we had, and be glad that things ended. But as of now, I am not, I am not. I want you back, and I want that part of myself that you stole when you were in my life. Maybe I'm exaggerrating, it's a fact I do miss the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's tuition was so funny. All of us staying back waiting for 4pm to come, and studying and eating pizza, making fun of Ms Tan, as usual. I hated yesterday laoshi gave us homework just cuz we pissed her off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And to either of you, I'm sorry, I can't be who you want me to be&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-1210364680825055631?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/1210364680825055631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=1210364680825055631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1210364680825055631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1210364680825055631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/08/songs-of-past.html' title='Songs Of The Past'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-3043029372663392767</id><published>2009-08-06T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:37:45.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond Tired</title><content type='html'>Mood: Super Tired :O x10000&lt;br /&gt;Music: Prision Break on the TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been so insane! So busy, too busy. Reaching home before sunset is a thing of that past. Squeezing in the train with the peak hour crowd is now the norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tuition, harp, and HOMEWORK...I really feel my social life dying, dying...it died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a short birthday shoutout, happy birthday Joey! You've been a great friend this year. Thanks for helping me with all my chemistry. And even though you will probably never see this, I wanna thank you for making my life at ACJC a good experience. :) :) have fun with *** HAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And secondly, HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHERYL SEAHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be in your letter! LOVE YOU SO MUCH :) :) hugs hugs hugs and kisses! (even though i know you don't like my kisses and always run away hehe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-3043029372663392767?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/3043029372663392767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=3043029372663392767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/3043029372663392767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/3043029372663392767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/08/beyond-tired.html' title='Beyond Tired'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-8204684863728518035</id><published>2009-08-02T18:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:28:11.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bang bang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICK80XUYeqM/SnWHvyM8teI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ftHN2WDw95Y/s1600-h/DSC00809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICK80XUYeqM/SnWHvyM8teI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ftHN2WDw95Y/s320/DSC00809.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365343786081498594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOOK AT MY NEW HAIR :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-8204684863728518035?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/8204684863728518035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=8204684863728518035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8204684863728518035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8204684863728518035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/08/bang-bang.html' title='Bang bang.'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICK80XUYeqM/SnWHvyM8teI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ftHN2WDw95Y/s72-c/DSC00809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-5811075283015679926</id><published>2009-07-26T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T01:02:04.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grads and Sads</title><content type='html'>Mood: Thinking&lt;br /&gt;Music: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Graduation Ceremony. It was always my dream to wear the ACJC Blazer and walk down the stage, collecting my certificate. I remember in sec1, I would look at my seniors parading down one by one, and I recalled thinking to myself: This is what I want to wear when I grow up -- The AC blazer. And yes I'm thankful that God has given me the opportunity to fulfill my dream, but to those whose dreams weren't fulfilled, God has greater things for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't what I expected, at all. I didn't expect to get that news, I didn't expect to cry, I didn't expect your concern...and the next few weeks are going to be crazy busy and scary. A mad rush for everything. But with God all things are possible, and I'm going to rely on His strength and providence to bring me through everything. AMEN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-5811075283015679926?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/5811075283015679926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=5811075283015679926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5811075283015679926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5811075283015679926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/07/grads-and-sads.html' title='Grads and Sads'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-2085505529271868919</id><published>2009-07-21T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:22:54.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Think of a Better Title.</title><content type='html'>Mood: Sad :(&lt;br /&gt;Music: Mg Handbells - Aladin Medley&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm running dry. After Saturday's screwed up worship, it's like, I kinda gave up. All that I recently committed myself to not doing, I did. Such as, using my phone during service, zoning out, falling asleep etc. Even during youth meeting. It's like I didn't give a shit about anything anymore. And then I didn't do quiet time anymore. After youth meeting was PW meeting, which reminds me, I still have to do. After PW I met my sissy and Luwin to go shopping before Hairy Pootter. I swear I tried on different pairs of jeans at least ten times (different cuts, colours, sizes) before I finally decided on a pair. And my sister only tried her jeans 2 times before she settled on it. AND THEN, I saw the coolest belt ever. It was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt;, and it was dual-coloured! Like, dark green on one side, light green on the other. So you could flip the buckle back and forth. Like a 2-in-1 belt. But the worst part was that it didn't fit me. Like I had to make more holes in it before it would be considered a belt that actually serves its purpose. And the lady said she couldn't make more holes, so...DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Potter was really good. Draco Malfoy is by far the most good-looking character in the Half Blood Prince. The missing battle at the astronomy tower was really such a disappointment though. But I guess it's because it's kinda hard to show why Dumbledore's Army would suddenly appear, considering the producers did not introduce the "Enchanted Coins" that Hermoine came up with in the Order of the Phoenix. Nor did they show how Draco managed to stay undetected in the room of requirement because he had Crabbe and Goyle standing outside disguised as other students using Polyjuice potions. Omg I still remember things from the book heh heh(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But after that, I stayed up the entire night to do my GP file. I kept falling asleep halfway though. Sigh. I ended up sleeping only at 4am. And on Monday I wanted an early night but I had to finish up my Chemistry tutorial, and I had to wrap Ernest's present. And Kwok didn't even do much. Just "Yo bitch, happy birthday!" wtp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I got the cash. And it just sank in. Like, my goodness, every thing is real. It's happening. You exist...but not in my life. I could go on living without you in my life, but it doesn't mean that a day will go by when I don't think of you and how much you mean to me. All I'm ever hearing about you is "He said that he said" how pathetic is that. I just need finality, closure. Even if it's not good, at least it's something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking about this makes me feel so empty, so hopeless, so lousy about myself that nothing in school can make things better for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe when one day I'm feeling better and all over everything, when I read this post I'll laugh at how ridiculous I'm being. But for now, fml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-2085505529271868919?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/2085505529271868919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=2085505529271868919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2085505529271868919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2085505529271868919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cant-think-of-better-title.html' title='I Can&apos;t Think of a Better Title.'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-2186028959442517302</id><published>2009-07-16T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:20:45.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week</title><content type='html'>Mood: Tired :O&lt;br /&gt;Music: Chopin - Prelude in D Flat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is really amazing. Don't doubt my words!!! But anyway. Just a quick update. This week was quite a sad day, until Wednesday. I really never expected to to this well for term exams, and I really need to give credit to God. Because without Him, I would have never done this well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And plus Wednesday was like, double blessings, and today's a blessing also. It's time for me to stop slacking, and start working hard. I just need to learn how to get off Facebook. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-2186028959442517302?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/2186028959442517302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=2186028959442517302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2186028959442517302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2186028959442517302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-week.html' title='This Week'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-5406431718671504402</id><published>2009-07-10T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:08:10.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Is Good</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Hillsong - Till I See Your Face&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's ChristianFellowship was really really good. And getting the big black MONSTERRR is really good because it has Christian songs inside, and this song really spoke to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till I See You, by Hillsong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aoxL61zWINY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aoxL61zWINY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When (take note, when, not if) you click play, focus not on the tune of the song, not on whether the lead singer sings in pitch, but on what the lyrics means. Not just what it means, but what it means to you. Or what it means...in the sense of what had to happen that made these lyrics possible. God sent his son to die for us, because of His great love for us. And that never fails to amaze me every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay time to sleep, night night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-5406431718671504402?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/5406431718671504402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=5406431718671504402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5406431718671504402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5406431718671504402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/07/god-is-good.html' title='God Is Good'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-5443829646129069688</id><published>2009-07-09T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:29:53.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am ALIVE</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Hillsong - You'll Come&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi friends! Well, whether you like it or not, I am alive after terms! Neither of the scenerios I wrote before came true (thankfully...they were meant to be worse-case scenarios heh), so here I am, blogging! Okay I admit I haven't been blogging as frequently as I should be...I can't help it. Facebook &gt; Blogger. And plus I always seem to have to do some school-based related work (like my Chinese lms I just remember shit...) and all sorts of stuff. But then I got kinda tired of re-reading the same entry over and over again, I shall update this time (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday, the last day of school, was spent with Mr Harry Potter, re-building friendships, and...sleeping. Okay I slept so much over the weekend, it was amazing how much sleep debt I had. :/. And youth sunday, where lots of us ushered, and the AC Table..hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after the holidays, Sophie and I said "I must do all my homework, study.." but no nobody's surprise, we both slacked our weekend away. Apparently, it's something my class is very good at doing. Here's a conversation I had with my classmate:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: For everything you've done (or not), answers yes or no. Gp articles, Gp book review, PW EOM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KY: No. No. No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Are you planning on doing them this weekend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KY: No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N1. :) But I did stay up on Monday to finish my work, which meant that I slept at 3am and kinda fell sick the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, getting back terms. I did BADly for Econs, Chem and Math. Go figure, if you can. I don't know if my mother had extremely low expectations of me (she didn't sound shock when I told her I was gonna fail econs), but when I told her my results, she said that it was "GOOD". Oh my goodness. Hopefully with my results I can squeeze out some reward. I am in dire need of new shoes hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edward is not with my now, but I've got a big black MONSTERRRR and my mom's Poddy, so I can't be complaining. I don't know what I'm doingwith my mornings nowadays. I used to be able to do work so efficiently then. Now I'm just sleeping the time away, and stoning...or socialising. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To end of my very wordy entry (if you managed to read through everything, congratulations, you are my number1 fan hahahaha), here is an amazing chorus for you. It's so hauntingly beautiful, it stirs up so much emotion. It's just so...lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We take everything we know,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;About ourselves and put them in a diary&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In a fire ring of scrutiny, but oh not me now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think I’m ready to go.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-5443829646129069688?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/5443829646129069688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=5443829646129069688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5443829646129069688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5443829646129069688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-alive.html' title='I am ALIVE'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-7194199560020412198</id><published>2009-06-27T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:50:59.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Mood: Annoyed &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Music: - &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I know I haven't been updating much...if I ever update, it's about frivolous stuff. But I'm just so annoyed with myself, the holidays have almost ended, and I'm nowhere near HALF of what I'm meant to study. Seesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But to recap my holidays in brief,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First week was Choir concert, CF camp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second week was Church camp, Class party, CIP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third week was my "I Need To Start Studying" week, which was rather productive, seeing as I went to school almost every day, and I got my most expensive gift in my entire life...thanks mom :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then on Saturday I went to meet Gis and As and I went on a major buying spree, I bought my sissy's 21st present, As's 21st present, my mom's birthday present, and my dad's Father's Day present. Not to mention, I went to watch Ghost of Girlfriends Past which was quite a funny movie, so naturally, I ended up very broke when I got home. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last week of holdiays was an epic failure at studying. I kept saying I would start on econs, but surprise surprise, I have yet to go further than "The PCC measures the cost of one good, in terms of another good". Right. Like that's gonna help me score my "A" for Econs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally did ALL my chinese lms recordings, gosh what a torture. My oral is so bad, I don't even dare to play back what I've recorded. I wonder how my teacher is going to survive, seeing that I uploaded every thing at one shot. I'm sitll short of a "du hou gan", and I am like, the LAST to post everything. Not to mention others have already posted "diary entries" onto lms. Bye bye A1, hello doom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, and the whole week, my sissy's friend from Norway came to stayover for one week. It was fun playing word twist...and my parents kept wanting him to try cool food, so guess what? I HAD COOL FOOD TOO. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I don't update after my terms, it means that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) I've either given up blogging, or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) my mom has murdered me for my disastrous term results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye everyone, take care! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-7194199560020412198?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/7194199560020412198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=7194199560020412198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/7194199560020412198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/7194199560020412198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/06/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-847928109269104721</id><published>2009-06-23T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:00:25.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No way</title><content type='html'>No way. &lt;div&gt;This is not happening.&lt;br /&gt;I'm shaking so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray this is true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That this isn't the end of the start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please, just one more chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No way, No way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. Today I had tuition with SEEYUE in the morning, then lunch and dinner with Gis and her friend. We studied for so long! And I did more work that Kaiyang, whom I bumped into hahaha. He did 5 math questions, I did, a bit more than that. Heh. Today was a nice day. Nice weather. And I pray that what's gonna happen next isn't going to spoil my day. God help me, for real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-847928109269104721?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/847928109269104721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=847928109269104721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/847928109269104721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/847928109269104721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-way.html' title='No way'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-5021693852002587221</id><published>2009-06-18T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T00:38:28.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-CF Camp Reunion!</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Rookie Of The Year - Falling From The Sky&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my week has been spent studying, studying, studying and studying. At least I'm finally getting some work done, thank God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday was (failed) OG studying...only Brenda came! We were with KaiYang for a while, and we were talking nonsese, playing Text Twist Turbo (TTT). Sherlyn came after that, with Brenda's chicken rice, and my SOYA BEAN. Okay mental note to self: I owe Sherlyn 60 cents. Tuition after that with Seeyue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday was about the same, went to school to study. With Sophie :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday, went to school for harp, and went home to collect my harp :) I haven't thought of a name for it yet though...it's temporary name is 'Bob'. Then it was a mad rush to Bishan MRT, where I met Jan first, and John and Jotham were late! Yeah my name was the odd one out...starting with 'P' sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played cool games, and it was just fun laughing and talking nonsense. Like Unagi and Tempura, and of course, we all made new friends! Oh oh oh, we played "Hi Harry"! Joyce was 5 dots, Jeremy was 3 dots, Seth was 1 dot, and Bryan was 2 dots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jon Tan came after wards, omg we just went crazy after that, shouting at the top of our lungs, Max and Jon taking turns to bow to each other (seriously...I think both of them have mental problem hahaha). I am a dog...apparently. But that's not true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today tuitioned the whole day, I feel seriously studpid. And screwed, for terms. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay nothing more to say. Facebook is more fun than blogger. It's just more...interactive. Hahah Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-5021693852002587221?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/5021693852002587221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=5021693852002587221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5021693852002587221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/5021693852002587221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/06/post-cf-camp-reunion.html' title='Post-CF Camp Reunion!'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-226111213463514694</id><published>2009-06-14T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T18:19:08.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Power Of Your Love</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Hillsong - From The Inside Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Friends! I am here to blog about CF camp! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day One&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I arrived while my teammates were playing games. My group is too cool: Jotham, John, Jackson, Yimin, Candice, Noelle, Stephanie :D :D All the girls were ex-mg girls, how pwn is that :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the games, we competed with Jan's group...and lost ALL the games lol. Homan fooseball...I suck at goal keeping haha, Jeremy and Samson kept kicking the ball at me ah...AND JOHN'S (own) BALLS ALMOST GOT HIT BY JAN WAHAHAHA. Pwn moment. A few of us lazed in our rooms, then we had a passover dinner, complete with the lamb and naan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night, Pastor Joel preached, and then we had night games, which were crazy. Jotham got take naway halfway, which was good for him because I don't think his poor leg would be able to take what was to come.  We did 20 star jumps, 40 half squats, 40 push ups, planks...and blah blah blah. CAN DIE. Literally. We almost couldn't walk after that, and for the first time in my life, walking up the stairs was eaiser than walking down because your legs would just give way with every step you take down the flight. Planks were even more difficult because we were literally drenched in sweat, the walkway to the canteen floor is so slippery and let's just face it, I'm not strong. Hah.  But my group was really really nice, we kept encouraging each other, so we all came out very much stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was rather eerie after the spider web station; Jackson John Noelle and me doing things alone =( but after games were impromtu worship and altar call, and then we finally got to shower and wash our hair. Seeyue Amy and I went to the third floor toilets and showered with a hose passed from cubicle from cubicle hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of us got taken away during mass games because they either bonded the team together or made mistakes. Jeremy's own deduction was the best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I think I got taken away because I said "your mother"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day Two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breakfast was really really awesome. So awesome that I ate 4 slices of bread. No kidding. And milo. Hah and then I got too full I couldn't finish my lunch oh wellz. Pastor Joel preached again before lunch and we had some other gams before lunch, and after lunch were WET GAMES!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was this balloon popping game, Seeyue Amy and I kept screaming as our form of deterrence ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water bomb games against Jan, Eeedric and Seeyue's group. My group allied with mama Jan's group, but that was a total phail because I saw Jon obviously throwing a water bomb at Candice heh. Jackson and John were the power people of our group, they hardly got wet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs102.snc1/4880_88395200668_574980668_2021076_3085636_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOO!!!&lt;/div&gt;Seeyue Amy and I went to shower at our usual place, then we had quiet time and...PRAYER STATION. It was the most amazing thing of the entire camp. There, I really met God, learnt so m uch about love in ways I never thought I could. And the place was so...surreal. So filled with God's presence, it was like a haven, a rest place. I don't even know how to describe it. Down there, all your problems just MELT away and just be with God. It's kinda like being in the company of your best friend, there's not a care in the world...not a soul in the world that can bring you two apart.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night we had extended worship, and sharing with Steph and Candie. After worship I got a real nice card from Candice and a huge hug from Steph =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't really have a nights out, so Jan and I went to pig out at the supper table. And by pig out, we mean pig out. Seeyue and I stole Jeremy's instant noodles, Jan and I ate for one and a half hours. I ate something like, 3 packets of grape biscuits, naan, Milo pops and all sorts of edible things on the table. Nutella...peanut butter... In the end Joyce Seeyue and I crashed at 2am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day Three&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was quite full from all the supper, so I only ate 4 packets of graphe biscuts. Then we had a time of thanksgiving and sharing...it felt really nice hearing every one's testimonies. Matthias' testimony really speaked to med heh. Then we went for area cleaning, and I met my broom friend, which I met at Restless VI too haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After CF camp, Jan + Jotham + Jasmine (group 6,7,8) went for post-cf celebrations!! :D Our groups merged because so many people left. LIke John, who claims I said "BYE JOHN! more than 5 times. Jan's group was the best. She was the only girl left with all her sons, and the female population was outnumbered by the boys 3:1. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are the worst customers ever. We went into Cold Rock, tried out most of their flavours, felt it was too expensive, and went to Haagan Das. But it was still too expensive so after joining all the tables together to fit all 12 of us, we picked our bags and left. In the end we sat at the hawker centre, and a few of us went to Cold Storage to share one tub of ice cream. We bought Mango Sorbet to mock Samson for his Cold Rock buy hahaha. Plus, we all had our own utensils. Going green ftw! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We teased Jotham to the core during "I Never", but we all agreed to secrecy so I can't post up the things we said. Jotham if you see this, hurry up get facebook! We played the finger game, and I got killed three times by Max the self-professed "n00b", and I choked on Matthias' water. I poured water up my face (by accident, mind you), and everyone started laughing, (Jon Tan and his "see I told you her brain got problem..can't even drink water properly...) so I started laughing and when you have water in your mouth up your nose...you know what happens. So I choked and started coughing really badly it wasn't funny anymore. Max started taking out lots of tissue from his tissue box (hahaha) and after my whole near-death ordeal was over, they started laughing at me again. Nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back to school with Jeremy and we chilled with Andrea, Paul, Gideon and Ian Yang. But I was so tired I just died while Andrea was talking. Like, I literally, just died. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Restless after that with Ding and Kwok. Our dinner was so phail heh. And we all went home, happy little people :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-226111213463514694?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/226111213463514694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=226111213463514694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/226111213463514694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/226111213463514694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/06/power-of-your-love.html' title='Power Of Your Love'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-970970763008368069</id><published>2009-06-10T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:15:21.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cf and Church Camp!</title><content type='html'>Mood: Tired :O&lt;br /&gt;Music: Mayday Parade - I'd Hate to Be You When People Find Out What This Song Is About&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back from CF camp AND church camp, and both were absolutely crazy crazy fun. And I do wanna blog about it, but there's no more time...but I will once I get the time!! Haha. Need to sleep early tonight, long day tomorrow; tuition, then class party! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah this is a "just to let you know I'm not dead" post...actual one coming up soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs016.snc1/4502_107866146310_644011310_3280428_6449890_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan and Jothan's group!! We combined because so little of us were left heh heh. Heart x1000.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoots okay night night, I will update very very soon promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-970970763008368069?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/970970763008368069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=970970763008368069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/970970763008368069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/970970763008368069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/06/cf-and-church-camp.html' title='Cf and Church Camp!'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-491570119617946993</id><published>2009-06-02T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:14:18.682+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Holidays!!!</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :D&lt;br /&gt;Music: Stars - Your Ex-Lover Is DEAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday marks the start of holidays!&lt;br /&gt;Went out for dinner with Sophie, Yk, Kwok (which I took forever to persuade haha), Jin, Nat, Lianne, and Clarissa. We ate at New York New York... and quote Yk, Eddie would "go from Marina all the way to New York just to see Nat"...which he did in the end. And we left the two love birds together while we played pool. Omg Sophie's pool so ownage. Too pro, cannot take it already. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Esplanade...&lt;br /&gt;Nat:Lianne, it's THAT way.&lt;br /&gt;Lianne: RIGHT...I knew that!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah..like...two seconds ago. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo from Jan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 299px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs007.snc1/4169_100197844668_567464668_2674171_2312126_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People missing: Yk,Lianne..anymore??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for supper after that...and was so tired I just crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to church to help Lenard with some scores, and we finally finished it. Then went for tuition with SEEYUEEEE and then to Holland V for the long-awaited Sec4 Farewell! (even though we've all graduated already...haha) oh man it was so cute seeing all our little babies. You guys will always be our babies! :D Love you guys to bits :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Cf camp from the 3rd-5th, and I'm so dead because I have yet to pack ANYTHING. Someone help me heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a busy holiday, but Monday night was super fun :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Let's go out more often! But, we must also study. Sadly. If not I'll get pwned up down left right ahh okay I seriously need to go and pack goodnight everyone, hope you are enjoying your holidays as much as I am! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;Today is a lucky day because I saw 15:15, 16:16, 22:22, 11:11, and 12:12 on the clock, by COINCIDENCE. How cool is that. Did you know that if you look at the clock and it so happens to be 11:11, you have to make a wish, and it will come true? :)&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-491570119617946993?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/491570119617946993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=491570119617946993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/491570119617946993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/491570119617946993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/06/holidays.html' title='Holidays!!!'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-3507992527676545048</id><published>2009-05-28T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:23:19.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Is A Happy Day!</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Staind - So Far Away&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a happy day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, math was slack. Yvonne and I were trying to understand differentiation, and I managed to complete my tutorial!!! :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, PE was COOL. I finally got my full marks, and even improved on a few stations, and I didn't de-prove. Whoots whoots!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thirdly, I didn't fall asleep during chem lecture, and I was even MILDLY enlightened!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourthly, lunch break was super long :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fifthly, I didn't fall asleep during bio today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school Daphie, Jin, Mel, Sophie, Zhewen and I went to Simply Bread to chill before tuition, and wow it was so fun just talking nonsense hahah. Bread DOES make people high okayyy :) :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And at tuition, I met my new friend whom I met yesterday at the photocopy room! Such a huge coincidence, really. And uh tuition was quite slack too. Ms Tan said I was too high, and that I kept talking too much nonsense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS IS REALLY BAD. THE HOLIDAYS ARE NOT EVEN HERE YET AND I'M ALREADY THINKING ABOUT SLACKING. But really, I'm just so jaded about everything, I need time away from school. To just slow down. And sort out all my thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND PLUS, YOUR EX LOVER IS DEAD IS TOTALLY MY SONG OF THE WEEK. Ten upon ten. I love the sound of the horn, cello, keyboard, drums, guitar, bass and vocals put together. And plus...other reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4v8FJhQ-teE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4v8FJhQ-teE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;There's one thing I have to say so I'll be brave&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry I met you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry it's over&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry there's nothing to save&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry there's nothing to save&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So beautifully haunting. I love it, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-3507992527676545048?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/3507992527676545048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=3507992527676545048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/3507992527676545048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/3507992527676545048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-is-happy-day.html' title='Today Is A Happy Day!'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-2700216227920950168</id><published>2009-05-24T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T19:14:54.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Pick Ourselves Up When We Fall</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: FM Static - Hold Me Twice&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been so cheerful in a long while hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning was super duper funny I met Cheryl in the morning and then while walking up to the hall I accidentally stepped on a copy of Echo that was on the floor, so I slipped. And because Cheryl saw my slipping she started screaming and because of that, everyone around turned to look at our little "scene" of me pausing/slipping halfway and her standing in shock. Funny. And then while walking up and I tripped over a stair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then in the hall, I was talking to Nat and she pulled me and I didn't expect it so I stumbled, and I said "omg today's not my day haha" and Joey said "Woah Nat why like that!" and Nat was argueing and saying it was me that was careless and not her fault and then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...NAT TRIPPED OVER SOMEONE'S SCHOOL BAG HAHAHAHA. So much for me being the careless one! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeap. So we fell, and we pretended like nothing happened. And although this year we lost rugby, we will pick ourselves up and win next year!!! And this time, EVERYONE MUST CHEER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a failed attempt at studying in church. All I did was...NOTHING. Fantastsic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week is the last week of school I can't wait!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-2700216227920950168?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/2700216227920950168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=2700216227920950168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2700216227920950168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2700216227920950168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-pick-ourselves-up-when-we-fall.html' title='We Pick Ourselves Up When We Fall'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-2557046839146590279</id><published>2009-05-23T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:42:26.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: - &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was AC vs RIJC rugby finals. Although we lost, it was a crazy cool experience, and I have never felt so much school pride before. AC ALL THE WAY! We cheered until our voices were hoarse, squinted in the sun until our eyes became almost non existent, talked until we had no more voice, and had until we couldn't ask for anything more in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And plus it was a grrrrreat way to see non-AC friends! I bumped into like, Zhang Hui, Esther, Cheryl Lam, Astrid, Jermaine, STEPHANIE WHOOOOO (all from RIJC), and DEEEEEEE from HC!!! Dee was so funny aha aha aha. Then it was a mini mini 4e reunion and talking about old times, taking photos...and I can't believe Yuxi never knew how to do our 4E hand sign!! Wownezz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways after that was OG outing, something we never had since Good Friday wahaha it was so fun being with ABBAS again. And this time, TIM came along! Congrats Tim! I know you're reading this, and I hope you had a grreat time eating your dinner-meant-for-four dinner with Ernest Bob Chuang. As usual, we couldn't decide where to eat (until like, one hour later how pro are we), and we ended up at Velocity but still couldn't decide where to eat so we walked all the way to United Square and finaly decided on Pizza Hut because it was relatively cheap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it was during there that I realised the OCD I have with body/skincare products. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my bag I have:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Hand Moisturiser (for when I have dry hands)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Hand Sanitizer (for when I cannot wash my hands)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Face Wash (for when I feel sleepy/feel when my face is oily/stick/dirty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Wet Tissue (when my arms/legs feel sticky after pe and stuff)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Tiger Balm/Mopiko (for when I get bites from the NL or the night before)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Deoderant (for when I feel not so nice-smelling after pe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow wow wow hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, I want to sleep. Pictures soon I hope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-2557046839146590279?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/2557046839146590279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=2557046839146590279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2557046839146590279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2557046839146590279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/05/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-2859065588724214485</id><published>2009-05-19T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:31:05.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>School Daze</title><content type='html'>Mood: Tired :O&lt;br /&gt;Music: Amber Pacific - Fall Back Into My Life&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay wanna know what's up with my life? School, school, and more school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just recap hmm let's see. Okay Thursday we (the usual)  all went for Kronos, and it was then Ernest's secrets were all revealed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ernest you don't even swim during swimming! All you ever do is 'train' in the training pool" Wahahahaha too cool can't take it anymore man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay during the concert we were all just shouting "Eddie WU! (Whoo)" or "Naddie!" And just laughing at the two lovebirds haha. During interval we were making a lot of noise, playing with Sophie's one-dollar hairspray. We sprayed Yk like crazy and Jin too and it was spraying madness I took out my deoderant to counter the smelly hairspray, and I got tricked and my hair ended up glittery too sighz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long walk home and I just did my Zuowen and CRASHED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was cheering for netball (we won 61-48), cabbed back for Cf, had one of the most amazing meetings with God in my ENTIRE life. I'm serious. For one of the rare times, I felt like I really met God this time. I could feel Him all around me. And you know how they always talk about "laying down everything at the foot of the cross", and I never could really do that. But this time, I really could. I could literally feel my burdens being taken away, every thing surrendered to Christ. Best of all, I prayed to  God for help. I said "Okay God, I give up. I can't do this on my own anymore, please send someone to help me." And within ten seconds (no exaggerration here), someone came up to me, and prayed for me, with me. It was so amazing. Being in God's presence and laying down everything, it really was as if nothing mattered anymore. Everything just seems so dull and unimportant compared to being with God. It was, amazing beyond amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math tuition, then Glissando. Bonding with the harp people beacuse we had nothing to do, playing silly games and eating together, and crashing at home I was just too tired heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Study in church, try to do EPQs and tutorials with kartoyo and IZ liu, and then family dinner at night and OMG MY WHOLE PHONE INBOX GOT DELETED I am epic sad. Died trying to stay awake then I died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up early to shower if not I would fall asleep in school. Last minute studying for math. But still. I think I will phail oh gosh. Stayed back in school to study with Sophie and Mel and Yk were there also. Jin and Zhewen appeared and disappeared. Sabrina was there for a while. ("Thanks for inviting me. Thanks. Too cool already I can't take it") Hahaha omg funny. Then dinner with Sophie and Yk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate $1.80 chicken rice and walked around one whole round so I could find my tuition haha and er tuition the whole night. Came home and crashed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was supposed to sleep until 7am and start studying Chem, but then I fell asleep until 7.20 I didn't have time to study. Then Cheryl came, then I had follow up, then we were doing idk what but anyway we were late for assembly and got locked out of the hall haha. Not just Cheryl Abby and I, but Yauwan and all also got locked out it was kinda funny hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And...HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAPHNE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAPHNE! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-2859065588724214485?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/2859065588724214485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=2859065588724214485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2859065588724214485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2859065588724214485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/05/school-daze.html' title='School Daze'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-8150915354269443015</id><published>2009-05-12T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:41:53.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because... I didn't know your real name</title><content type='html'>Mood: Exhausted :O&lt;br /&gt;Music: idk lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired from school I just want to throw in the towel, throw everything away, hurdle up in a corner, be cut off from the world and escape from everything. There's so much shit happening I can't take it any more ugh ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I must must thank God for the 5 biggest pillars of my life- family, Cheryl, Gis, Sophie, Seeyue. And life doesn't hurt so much, with them around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today's conversation that made my tired day my day:&lt;br /&gt;Me: OMG Zhewen why you never add me on facebook&lt;br /&gt;Zhewen: Because...I didn't know your real name.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You didn't know my real name??&lt;br /&gt;Zhewen: Yeah everyone calls you penguin, so I just call you penguin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah nice. Okay time to shower and do homework. School has overtaken my social life. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-8150915354269443015?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/8150915354269443015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=8150915354269443015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8150915354269443015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8150915354269443015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/05/because-i-didnt-know-your-real-name.html' title='Because... I didn&apos;t know your real name'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-2171882022159990137</id><published>2009-05-07T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:08:13.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG HAHAHAHA</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Boys Like Girls - Five Minutes to Midnight&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS IS JUST TOO FUNNY TO PASS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://x74.xanga.com/7b9f562019435242361785/b191947674.bmp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x74.xanga.com/7b9f562019435242361785/z191947674.bmp" style=" border-width: 0px;" width="400" alt="OMG LOL" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG HAHAHA. So cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway today I had dental. Take xray man lol. And if all goes well, I can take out my braces soon! My nightmare of flossing every night for ten minutes can be over soon :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-2171882022159990137?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/2171882022159990137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=2171882022159990137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2171882022159990137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2171882022159990137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-hahahaha.html' title='OMG HAHAHAHA'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-1520679802497424917</id><published>2009-05-02T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:47:35.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Splender - I Think God Can Explain&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a good day for me heh. Last night was :), I spent two hours reading my econs textbook for the first time, and it totally enlightened me hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up early for breakfast with my grandfather. We couldn't enter the nursing home because of all the swine flu precautionary measures, so my mom went in alone to take my grand dad out, and it was just a very full breakfast that lasted for forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came back, fell asleep (I am not a morning person, seriously.) then I forced myself to get up and do some work. I managed to redo my whole Econs Demand and Supply tutorial...okay it wasn't really much of a redo, more of a "copy what Mrs.C gave us onto a piece of fullscap and make it look like me own" sorta thing. Nevertheless, it took me a freaking 2+ hours to do it because I couldn't understand half the things I was writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was a bit of chemistry when...gg I found out I passed up my homework (question paper, meaning it's undone) with my practical. Which means that I couldn't do my work. So I got Wig to scan it for me, but when I got home, I realised my printer ran out of ink and I can't do work in front of the computer for nuts, so I ended up taking photos of the questions with my phones heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, dinner was a really nice affair, at Merchant Court hotel cos my aunt paid haha, and my brother and I had no one else to talk to so we ended up talking about school and stuff. At least attending family functions make a nice reason for not studying :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOMORROW DOUBLE TUITION GG GTG SLEEP GOODNIGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-1520679802497424917?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/1520679802497424917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=1520679802497424917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1520679802497424917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1520679802497424917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/05/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-6949998313469381932</id><published>2009-04-30T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:58:40.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many Nights We Prayed</title><content type='html'>Mood: Tired :O&lt;br /&gt;Music: Mariah Carey and Witney Houston - When You Believe&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I initially wanted to make this blog post a ranting post, complaining about my horrid week, but then suddenly this song popped up into my head, and I guess it really struck a chord with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But just to give you an idea of how my week went, it was really horrid. Monday was fun, dinner with the usual to celebrate Yauwan's birthday, but my mom totally spoilt my day by calling me THREE times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday was Harp SYF, my first time attending syf under harp. In P2 it was choir, in p6, s1, s3 it was HANDBELLS. It was really enriching, and it really trained my muscles carrying all those harps...inclined pull ups ftw! :D We got a silver, but I'm very proud of my seniors. Seeing how they managed to come this far within less than two years, all those days of practice (which makes the amount of time I put into harp seem negligible), I'm inspired to work harder, longer, and improve, and play like them :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday was harp, and I played until I had blisters learning some skill, and it was a mad rush studying for bio test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Thursday aka today, just plain sucked because they replaced it with Friday's timetable, my most hated school day. I won't say why, lest I get sued by teachers or something, but I really don't like Fridays, and to top it off, they're replacing Tuesday, my FAVOURITE school day, with Friday. WTH?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like they just took away 24hours of my time, fast forward to Friday, and where did my Thursday go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And anyway, about the song, it applies to....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MG HANDBELLS! They got GOLD oh my goodness I'm so crazy happy for them!!!! All those hard work, finally paid off. So yes, there can be miracles, when you believe. God works for the good of those who love Him, and it shines through your playing. I just can't put my feelings into words (yeah I suck that way...) but WOW I'M REALLY PROUD OF YOU GUYS OKAY!! You've done us proud, and I couldn't be any happier for you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And because of handbells, my horrid week has totally been made! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-6949998313469381932?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/6949998313469381932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=6949998313469381932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6949998313469381932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6949998313469381932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/04/many-nights-we-prayed.html' title='Many Nights We Prayed'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-2199486426124095019</id><published>2009-04-24T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:46:44.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two Words: Today Sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-2199486426124095019?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/2199486426124095019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=2199486426124095019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2199486426124095019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2199486426124095019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/04/two-words-today-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-7074127918903228880</id><published>2009-04-21T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:31:03.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talks Today</title><content type='html'>Mood: Tired :O&lt;br /&gt;Music: -&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I had a nice talk with Cheryl(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a really engaging talk with a friend whom I walked to the mrt station with. Talking about opinions, our lives and all. It was fun bun. But now after all those talking, I'm a bit confused myself heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there's really not much to update about my life, because nothing has been going on hah. Other than me in a mad rush trying to finish my homework, trying not to bust my sms bill, and trying to keep in touch with all my friends. Oh, and not to mention, trying to stay awake in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-7074127918903228880?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/7074127918903228880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=7074127918903228880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/7074127918903228880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/7074127918903228880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/04/talks-today.html' title='Talks Today'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-2427061480008148947</id><published>2009-04-17T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:06:38.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day</title><content type='html'>Mood: Tired :O&lt;br /&gt;Music: The All-American Rejects - The Wind Blows&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was my happy day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The two tests I had today went really well, and I finally managed to meet up with Gerald and Ziteng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bad thing number1: I told the cab driver to go by a longer way = waste my money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bad thung number2: I left my watch in the cab and only realised it when I closed the door and he drove off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good thing number1: Gerald and Ziteng were still there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good thing number2 : When I ordered my food, the uncle came up to me to pass me back my watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amazing. I didn't get a chance to take down his name/plate number, but it's really something I won't forget. How in this world, there are people out there that have this much integrity, and the willingness to step out of their own way to help others.  Or maybe my watch just wasn't expensive enough to steal (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after that, I went to Cold Storage to get XinYa's present (whoots whoots) and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAME HOME TO SLACK. One of the rare few days I could slack. Not to mention my brain was already fried the day before. And other stuff happened, to make my day one of the best days ever (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then, with happy days, comes unhappy days. And today was just one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why, but for some reason I was so crazy tired, so the whole day I was really moody. And right now, people are getting on my nerves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to mention, I fell asleep during our break, the entire Gp lesson, and almost fell asleep during bio. I didn't even have the mood to do chem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But today, I saw my best friend. And here's hoping for a better day tomorrow. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-2427061480008148947?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/2427061480008148947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=2427061480008148947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2427061480008148947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2427061480008148947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-day.html' title='Happy Day'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-7549061769249205133</id><published>2009-04-14T15:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T16:01:31.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Youth EnvirOlympics</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Rachael Yamagata - Quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was fantastic beyond fantastic (socially...hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was GOOD FRIDAY. So as usual I went to church and then I went to eat lunch with the Three Ls _ YunSong plus TseLert and talking nonsense. Then I managed to hitch a ride from Cheng Big to Plaza Sing, where I met Sabrina and then we bought a cake for the April Babies, and, HORROR OF HORRORS WHO WAS THERE! None other than Goh Yao Kuan lol lol.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Clark Quay and it was total epic phail we bought a lighter only to lose it before lighting the cake hmmm. We played cards, and WenBin is the most PHAIL at murderer he couldn't wink for nuts! After 3minutes into the game of everyone staring at everyone, he finally flipped his card open and went "Can I not play?!" it was the funniest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2718/140/110/701081757/n701081757_2048387_1220538.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2718/140/110/701081757/n701081757_2048392_1845996.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Babies : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I tripped down to Vivo City to meet CHEEBS and hitch a ride to her place for dinner, where I finally had a chance to catch up with her whoots whoots. By the time I reached home, it was 11ish and wayyy to late to do anything, considering I had to wake up at 545 for NYEC haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and because my brain was not functioning,  I forgot that I was supposed to leave the house at 615, but instead I thought I was supposed to meet Sab and Ernest at 615 so I got my dad to send me all the way to the train station and in the end I was super early -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we saw the rest of our people and Ernest was epic funny with his materials. Look what he did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2718/140/110/701081757/n701081757_2048396_2820099.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, the whole event was really fun, Abby and I talking nonsense, freaking out when all the teams started swarming us and slacking away, trying to study Gp and math haha. And oh, security was a major b***h ugh ugh for a period of time, we had more security guards than teams wow.  And Nat we totally screamed when we saw each other haha! And did I mention? Who else had to come to my station but GOH YAO KUAN lol. Abby and I tried to get him to tell people not to cross the border, but because he was too lazy, look what Abby resorted to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2718/140/110/701081757/n701081757_2048398_5040649.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2718/140/110/701081757/n701081757_2048399_653938.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to Vivo, Abby and I managed to get the disabled man (Wen Bin) to come visit us, and then the train ride back was so chaotic, with me leaving my ez-link card in causeway point siao I almost wanted to die, and Jin appearing all of a sudden, and WenBin taking the chair, pointing to the sign 'priority sign' because of his hand. We almost wanted to break his leg, and laughed our asses off when Ernest recounted his epic moment with Sabrina LOL LOL. (It's way too censored to be posted here hahah sorry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went out for dinner at some place in Dhoby Ghaut, 12 people. madness.&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas Lum, Brandon Lum, Samuel Ang, Soh Wei Ling, Me, Sabrina, Sophie, Nat, Wen Bin, Yauwan, Ernest, Yk. Played Bridge and cards and idk what else it was nonsense. Finally got home around 11ish and I totally crashed wow TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just me dying in church and at home, struggling with PI while getting distracted on FB and Msn hahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So naturally, I got pwned for my math test on Monday : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-7549061769249205133?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/7549061769249205133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=7549061769249205133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/7549061769249205133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/7549061769249205133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/04/youth-envirolympics.html' title='Youth EnvirOlympics'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-1698823282268943779</id><published>2009-04-09T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:21:56.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Me Home</title><content type='html'>Mood: Exhausted :O&lt;br /&gt;Music: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;Mayday Parade - If You Wanted A Song Written About You, All You Had To Do Was Ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Youth EnvirOlympics briefing with Abby Ernest Sabrina and her friend Sophie we were total ownage we pwned everyone and had a quite good time. Then we walked all over NTU to try and find a lunch place and was more interested in the cool chairs than the food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we chilled outside the hall playing cards with Ernest's new $2 cards while I attempted to study econs but fell asleep halfway. Then Yauwan Brandon Yk Nat + brandon's friend joined us for an impromtu outing at Jurong Point (instead of Orchard Road, but I shall not say how I managed to pursuade yk to go to JP instead haha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was the trial run sorta for the Station Masters SOPHIE PANGSEH US. (: and they had to change my station (first) to the second last station and the chagned Sab and Ernie's coolio station to the last because we had nothing on in the day. So we spent most of our time on the bus with Ernie's $2 deck of cards playing daidi bridge snap jack. We (attempted) to study but none of us got past half a chapter (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pw was total slackness we just sat at one corner talking rubbish. Oh yeah my PI got thrown back at me I have to redo it but I'm too lazy ugh ugh. I managed to sit through Chinese..miracle made in heaven. And plus, I handed up my Chinese homework!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harp concert at the Esplanade! A success, and we managed to bond with the performing team, so that's kinda awesome I guess. I wanted to study but being a full time procrastinator, it's no surprise I only studied a grand total of 0.0 chapters. Got home and yeah. It was still a good day because _____ :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harp got cancelled because all the harps were at the Esplanade so we didn't have enough to practice as an ensemble so I went back to MGS  to visit my lovely lovely juniors I miss you all so much! Practice hard for SYF, and get the GWH! Then sat at the concourse talking with those few that stayed back it was crazy funny Joy is super super cute (: (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(which happens to be TODAY!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swim pe oh gosh oh gosh. I hate to sound bimbotic, but I really hate it when my hair comes into contact with chlorine so I brought a swimming cap to wear but then NO ONE wore a cap so I didn't wanna look retarded and sacrificed my hair for my social profile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I totally wasted away my 1hr2omin break someone tell me I'm all set to be gg-fied for math test on monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And I hope this makes you happy now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;That the flame we had is burning out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And I hope you like your pictures facing down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;As even broken hearts may have their doubts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And I'm taking all your memories off the shelf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And I don't need you or anybody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So take a look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;See what you want to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;When you get home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-1698823282268943779?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/1698823282268943779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=1698823282268943779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1698823282268943779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1698823282268943779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/04/take-me-home.html' title='Take Me Home'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-507040222074426904</id><published>2009-04-03T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:08:09.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fools</title><content type='html'>Mood: Very Very Tired :O&lt;br /&gt;Music: Mayday Parade - If You Wanted A Song Written About You, All You Had To Do Was Ask&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;April Fools Day was cool. We were supposed to freeze, but then we all went up too late, which was a good thing, beacuse Yk actually intended to take a permanent marker and drew on everyone who freezed lame lol! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then 999 and his gang came out to shout the command, and the choir sang the national pledge. Cool stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School's just tiring and stressful and I owe 999 big time for covering my duties in worship I AM ETERNALLY GRATEFUL TO YOU :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's just crazy fun in the morning talking with the mg people, and zoning out looking at the track, watching time pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a sadder side,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's april fools and I'm a fool for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-507040222074426904?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/507040222074426904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=507040222074426904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/507040222074426904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/507040222074426904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fools.html' title='April Fools'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-2207524128966121934</id><published>2009-04-02T23:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:42:10.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>I care so much about our friendship&lt;div&gt;And I miss you so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you don't even seem to care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's taking its toll on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even know if you care anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how do you expect me to carry on living my life like everything's fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When our friendship is more on the line than on fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you're always at the back of my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if one week ago was real, or was it just your lame excuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even know what to say anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it doesn't matter because we don't even talk now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where have you been/ I've been waiting so long to hear from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-2207524128966121934?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/2207524128966121934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=2207524128966121934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2207524128966121934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/2207524128966121934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/04/whatever.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-6646012964247922080</id><published>2009-03-30T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:39:17.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy!</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Switchfoot - Gone&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh man the week's been so busy I have no time to update! Even when I'm online I'm too lazy to blog heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway today was Jasmine's birthday and we celebrated it for her! And the CF people in my class are on to something, and I hope it works. Here's praying and trusting in God to do what He plans, and I hope he uses us to be instruments to his word, and plant more seeds during REW. More importantly too, that these seeds will grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a MAD RUSH to finish Chinese homework, just ask those that saw me after school how I looked like. All flustered and my whole face was in a state of panic, close to hyperventialtion. I've never been so eager to do chinese in my life. Speaking of chinese, I have chinese tomorrow so I need sleep if not I'll never make it out of tomorrow alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOODNIGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And btw, I totally got owned for math test today :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-6646012964247922080?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/6646012964247922080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=6646012964247922080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6646012964247922080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6646012964247922080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/03/busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy!'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-7697933076533383044</id><published>2009-03-22T17:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:30:12.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Holiday Round Up</title><content type='html'>Mood: -&lt;br /&gt;Music: Rookie Of The Year - Vampire Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay since it's the END of holidays (everyone sigh now please) I shall do a recap of my holidays (:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;Was a sad day because I didn't do anything. Just slept in (as usual), and I finally caught up on reading Brave New World. This is so embarrassing. Rivali took less than two weeks to finish it and here I am, more than 2months into the book and I'm still not done. :( And the nerd in me actually started doing work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;I did moreeee work! Which is part of my bargain made with my mum that if I did my work she would let me go out during the holidays. Note that this is actually the first year I actually keep to my side of the bargain of "if you do work, you can go out". Hovered between GEEPEE package and Brave New World but I decided that knowing what is happening to the education now is more important than knowing what might happen to our society in the future simply because MrD is more scary than the "terrorist in name but animal lover by nature" Rivali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedneday&lt;br /&gt;ABBAS came over&lt;br /&gt;ABBAS CAME OVER&lt;br /&gt;ABBAS CAME OVER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to study, and we were well on track...except maybe Joel and Yauwan guys make the worst study partners, ever. (okay I'm kidding. Just these two.) so we (Sabrina Gladys and I) abandoned Yauwan to pick Wen Bin up and during the time we were gone Yauwan actually did a whole page of bio. We wanted to send him to self isolation at the majong table but he refused to budge simply cos the fan wouldn't blow there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was Yauwan Sab Gladys WenBin and I (joel left halfway) studying until Brandon came and we ate lunch and watch Equilibrium I love love love that show. And then they started abusing my piano and guitar and my playing cards and that was the end of the study session for the boys, who ended up playing Bridge and other card games for 3 hours straight. See? Boys again. Sabrina played for a while but she went back to doing bio, Gladys was on a roll doing work all the way and I did work but fell asleep halfway and woke up and did more work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dinner at Jurong Point New York New York and omg mussels with Brandon!!! :D they were so good yum yum. And that's basically about it. Plus all our inside jokes that no one ever gets so I won't post them haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;CLASS PARTY CLASS PARTY CLASS PARTY!&lt;br /&gt;Edric says it was "bad because it's the first and it's only gonna get better" and I'm assuming because the Best is yet to be. And due to our poor planning and impromtu decisions, poor Adeline had to go from Botanic Gardens to Coronation Plaza to Seng Chiy's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about Seng Chiy's house, his house has&lt;br /&gt;An Xbox 360&lt;br /&gt;A patio&lt;br /&gt;Garden&lt;br /&gt;Grand piano + Upright piano = two painos = I'm jealous&lt;br /&gt;Fridge beside the pool&lt;br /&gt;a basement carpark&lt;br /&gt;50INCH TEEVEEE IN HIS ROOM&lt;br /&gt;Private bathroom&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LAMBO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FREAKING LIFT OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah we were all awe-struck. Seriously. I think it's one of the biggest house I've been to in my life. The other would be Annie's heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that sums up my holidays the rest was just spent under house arrest trying but never managing to finish my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-7697933076533383044?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/7697933076533383044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=7697933076533383044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/7697933076533383044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/7697933076533383044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/03/holiday-round-up.html' title='Holiday Round Up'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-6343175213913514552</id><published>2009-03-21T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:22:56.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakeven</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0bQRXgKowOQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0bQRXgKowOQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What am I supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;When the best part of me was always you&lt;br /&gt;And what am I supposed to say&lt;br /&gt;When I'm all choked up and you're okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;No, it don't break even.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Z-HobGDHto&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Z-HobGDHto&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And everyone's talking 'bout how I can't can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want want wanna be your love&lt;br /&gt;Wanna be your love for real.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it, enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-6343175213913514552?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/6343175213913514552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=6343175213913514552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6343175213913514552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6343175213913514552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/03/breakeven.html' title='Breakeven'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-6245887298283565636</id><published>2009-03-20T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:06:27.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End</title><content type='html'>Mood: Sad :(&lt;br /&gt;Music: John Mayer - Slow Dancing In A Burning Room&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is killing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't do this anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't do this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you Lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i Cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we Try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's just a goodBye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-6245887298283565636?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/6245887298283565636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=6245887298283565636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6245887298283565636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6245887298283565636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/03/end.html' title='End'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-8607348693710102113</id><published>2009-03-15T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:03:08.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Value</title><content type='html'>Mood: Pensive&lt;br /&gt;Music: Coldplay - Yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this song is really old, but I can't help falling in love with it every time I listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your skin&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah your skin and bones&lt;br /&gt;Turn into something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;You know, you know I love you so&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you so//&lt;br /&gt;You know for you I'll bleed myself dry&lt;br /&gt;For you I'll bleed myself dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tune is so haunting...it's so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, here is the photo the Jack took. Baby kangaroo has yet to upload the photos..and I don't think he ever will. So here's the only birthday shot I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs039.snc1/2611_55487811522_746956522_1616872_2365097_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-8607348693710102113?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/8607348693710102113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=8607348693710102113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8607348693710102113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8607348693710102113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/03/value.html' title='Value'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-8127478133014506647</id><published>2009-03-10T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:33:59.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School!</title><content type='html'>Mood: Tired :O&lt;br /&gt;Music: Coldplay - Shiver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a historical moment. I made it back home before the sunset!!!&lt;br /&gt;And that's about all I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;School is fun, and Abbas always have our own private jokes, that aren't really funny but I don't know why we still laugh so much over it. And then there was harp and then I am home and I have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study for Chem test&lt;br /&gt;Study for GP test&lt;br /&gt;Study for Econs test&lt;br /&gt;do Math tutorial&lt;br /&gt;Chem tutorial&lt;br /&gt;UNDERSTAND Chem lecture&lt;br /&gt;Start chem tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEMISTRY FTW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-8127478133014506647?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/8127478133014506647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=8127478133014506647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8127478133014506647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8127478133014506647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/03/school.html' title='School!'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-8639103455083470301</id><published>2009-03-07T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:44:30.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><title type='text'>Post-Seventeen</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Abba - Dancing Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one day after my birthday, yet it was still as great as ever, because everyone was still celebrating my birthday! :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day started of with THREE free periods, and 1SA5 went down to each breakfast, and I found out that 1SC2 was having their break too, so I went over, and then Annie wished me happy belated birthday and Nat heard so she wished me too and YK wished me too. So I stayed to talk to Nat for a whileeee but then YK started all his nonsense so after sending an invite to Nat for my birthday dinner I left to eat my porridge heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was slack slack econs tutorial&lt;br /&gt;Nic and I just chatted away and did a lot of nonsense. And after tutorial was GEEPEE aka free period because our teacher was busy so we went to the library and attempted to do work but then we ended up doing a lot of nonsense. Justin kept going "Is this song the sex??" Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then in short I had to leave to cover the A level result and interview some people and churn out a report (which I did so yay me), then I went down to the void deck to meet my dinner friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we attempted to do some work...(emphasise on the word attempted :O) I only did like, 2 chem tutorial questions hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Brandon had some stupid hand joke and Joey was his accomplice drawing on my hand and omg it was bouts and bouts of laughter, and then they wanted to record my voice vs. THE PENGUIN's voice (ps my penguin is now called Wheasy okay everyone! :D) and worse still, a VIDEO. And after drawing/vandalizing Jack's frisbee with all the ABBAS inside jokes, drawing on everyone's hand, trying to do work, we finally left for dinner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We totally owned the bus, and everywhere else but it was crazy fun. Ate dinner at Crystal Jade HaaganDas for dessert and it was just pure laughter. Jack and Yauwan started on Brandon's Seaweed-dock riddle while we kept going "Gou Le" to irritate Sabrina hohoho :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And along the way, I met SEEYUE AMY KIM hehe hehe it was a very very cool day indeed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a BIG thank you to everyone who made time to share my birthday with me&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl Seah&lt;br /&gt;Nat Tan&lt;br /&gt;Xinya&lt;br /&gt;Joey&lt;br /&gt;Joel Kwok&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina&lt;br /&gt;Gladys&lt;br /&gt;Ernest&lt;br /&gt;Jack&lt;br /&gt;Douglas&lt;br /&gt;Yauwan&lt;br /&gt;WenBin&lt;br /&gt;Joel Teo&lt;br /&gt;Brandon-Brenda Lum (even though you couldn't come for dinner ahhh!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;It was really really nice and I enjoyed my day lots lots! (photos are with Jack and Joey when they upload it I shall post it up! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and in total, I got 3 penguin-related presents hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-8639103455083470301?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/8639103455083470301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=8639103455083470301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8639103455083470301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/8639103455083470301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/03/post-seventeen.html' title='Post-Seventeen'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-4010408849424012430</id><published>2009-03-05T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:41:26.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><title type='text'>SUPER SEVENTEENTH!</title><content type='html'>Mood: Ecstatic :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Music: Rachael Yamagata - Horizon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG Today was a really really crazy fantastic day. Thank you everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would like to thank my WHOLE OG for the surprise, the cakes and the present, the present is so super cute I love it! Then everyone in class sang a song for me, and in school I had random people wishing me happy birthday wow wow thanks everyone!! For the beautiful cards, cool cakes, awesome presents, countless wishes, and AMAZING COMPANY omg I love everyone of you :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBAS&lt;br /&gt;1SA5 (and for those that smsed me during lessons hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;and everyone else omg too many i scared i forget some of your names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was a really super crazy 17 and I'm loving every minute of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-4010408849424012430?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/4010408849424012430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=4010408849424012430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/4010408849424012430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/4010408849424012430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/03/super-seventeenth.html' title='SUPER SEVENTEENTH!'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-4916762874590824805</id><published>2009-02-27T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:31:13.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Picture Perfect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><title type='text'>Abbas!</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :D&lt;br /&gt;Music: Dashboard Confessional - Hands Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg omg omg today was seriously one of the most fun days this week!! I shall write all about it and whether you want to read it or not, it's your choice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so the day started outwith Founders Day, and I was at the void deck writing a letter to my number1 fan (LOL) and I was joined by the likes of Gladys and Joel and we started moaning about how tired we were. Then we went up and I had trouble finding our class until Sophia enlightened me, and I happened to sit beside ZhiRong and Edric (Mr. Classchair!) and the two of them are such jokes seriously. Okay ZR mostly doesn't say anything, but Edric keeps firing and hiring me! LOL. And he is&lt;br /&gt;Sexist&lt;br /&gt;Elitist&lt;br /&gt;___ist&lt;br /&gt;and Narcissist so mean right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. It was funny we kept trying to entertain ourselves ("I'm bored. Entertain me!" [Okay do you want to hear a joke?] "No not from you nevermind") haha and we were totally shocked when the DM said the people in LT1 generally behaved better than the people in the hall. And we were sitting on the first row of the LT *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Founders, went to the void deck to meet ABBAS(!!!!) and it was really funny because the girls (Abby Sab Me) all took out our tutorials while the guys (WenBin Jack) all went "Whaaaat??? Do tutorials?!?! Don't leh!" okay actually it was just WB whining in his crazy retarded voice in the end I only did 3 tutorial questions and we ended up eating seaweed, calculating how much 5% of 100plus is worth. (If Brandon were here, he'd probably say 5plus lol) and waited around for Brandon to finish his practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all went to Seoul Garden but there was NO PLACE and omg we epic fail at filming videos. The videos are so crappy they can't be posted online because that's social suicide haha. So we left our names with the person at the counter, and Abbas being Abbas, couldn't decide where to go next! So we went to the basement of Taka and ate more food. Abby Ian and I bought corndogs, Jack and Ernest bought octopus balls, and WB bought durian dunno-what, and Brandon bought Beard Papa. Only Sabrina, the person who eats air, bought nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, we walked all the way to Wisma, only to get a phone call saying we have a place. So we went back (again) and ate. And wow did we eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2458/140/110/701081757/n701081757_1865596_2310493.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And this is like, half the table....After the lady cleared our tables 3 times and changed our plates 3 times. And we cracked a lot of lame jokes, and everyone started laughing at me for my laughter (which someone says sounds like a ______ but omg I'm not gonna post it up here heh) and Jack started laughing really weirdly everyone started laughing more. We ate so much that there was this other group of AC people that came in after us, and left before us. WOOW. They weren't very pleasant people but I won't say more. If they see this and want to defend themselves, by all means I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting....The many faces of Sabrina!!!&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2458/140/110/701081757/n701081757_1865591_3359643.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Sabrina because this is apparently her favourite msn face,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2458/140/110/701081757/n701081757_1865594_7404061.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Sabrina after Yauwan's makeover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2458/140/110/701081757/n701081757_1865595_13596.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And this is STILL Sabrina after Yauwan and Ernest's extreme makeover, with a shrunken nose and a sexy mole to boot ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2458/140/110/701081757/n701081757_1865588_6117910.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, this is again still Sabrina because Abby said something I can't remember and this became the joke of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the last face of Sabrina....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2458/140/110/701081757/n701081757_1865589_545703.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The REAL-er Sabrina (real-er with the 'er' because the previous ones were also real you know!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we camwhored a lot a lot more but I don't wanna lag my blog, so for more pictures click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=77349&amp;amp;id=701081757"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...after eating, we spent so long deciding where to go Jack got so irritated he left first. Then we decided to go to E-2Max but to go there we had to change so we all went back to the toilets to change, and walked there, and OMG I SAW EDRIC AND CHERYL!!! Hahaha. Anyway. The loser no.1 part of our adventure was that we went there and realised the wii room was booked to no guitar hero and we didn't wanna watch a movie cos Sab and I had to leave soon so in the end we left and ___(too cmi to write here)___ then we decided to leave and like WB on msn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(read this paragraph at your own risk it's damn long and complicated if you're not Abbas you might not understand heh)&lt;br /&gt;we took half an hour to say goodbye because Brandon held on to my bag and I couldn't walk away, Sabrina was deciding whether to go home or not, and then when she decided to go home, she had to decide whether to go home by bus or train and because she couldn't decide, Yauwan couldn't decide whether to go home or not and because of that those that didn't want to go home couldn't go to wherever because of the indecisive people. (Please take note that those people who didn't wanna go home couldn't decide where they were going, other than not home heh). Finally, after deciding, WB Yauwan and I went the the mrt to go home, and halfway through, WB and Yauwan changed their minds and didn't want to go home!!! Then while turning back Sabrina came and said she wanted to go home. Talk about indecisive haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbas is epic FAIL at decision making I still remember the time we (Abby Brandon Joel Me WB) went for dinner and we took ages deciding between town or Clementi and we only decided on Clementi because that train came first and after reaching Clementi we still couldn't decide and Abby and Joel wanted to go back to town but the rest of us just tapped our cards out so we won :D. Okay that was just ti illustrate my point, which was kinda besides the point heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay I'm rambling too much remember to see the peeektures and comment on ANY Sabrina photo thanks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2458/140/110/701081757/n701081757_1865597_150383.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG outings ftw!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-4916762874590824805?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/4916762874590824805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=4916762874590824805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/4916762874590824805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/4916762874590824805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/02/abbas.html' title='Abbas!'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-6357472415872803861</id><published>2009-02-24T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:35:17.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School!</title><content type='html'>Mood: Indifferent :|&lt;br /&gt;Music: Safetysuit - Life Left To Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1SA5. I must make the best out of what I have. I miss ABBAS like crazy but omg omg OG outing tomorrow!!!!!! I'm so crazy excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway. I found new music friends in ManiAC! Someone likes Cobra as much as I do!!!! (And CHEEBS too hehe) And the teachers almost didn't let me write what I wanted to write for my column. How cool eh, I have a 'column' ahh my dream come true haha. Okay I'm kinda kidding, considering I didn't really dream of having my own column.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't blog properly these days oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-6357472415872803861?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/6357472415872803861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=6357472415872803861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6357472415872803861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6357472415872803861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/02/school.html' title='School!'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-3334155644915868220</id><published>2009-02-20T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:32:10.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Week So Far</title><content type='html'>Mood: Tired :O&lt;br /&gt;Music: Safetysuit - Anywhere But Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week school is gonna be madness, no more 12am nights for me. Time to become a Nic Heng and be in bed by 11pm (: My days end so late, lectures and tutorials wow. But anyway. Yesterday was a fun day. Major music fixes! First the Lyan Reong, then from Brandon, then from Gerald wow wow new songs ftw man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway. I'm crazy tired so I'll just leave you with a picture. Yes I know my blogging skills of late has been nothing but pathetic I'm just not used to writing anymore sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2359/142/66/746956522/n746956522_1549141_295.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBAS!♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo credits to Jack's camera, Cheryl Seah for taking the picture, Phu, our not-so-little birthday boy, and everyone in Abbas for being it it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You are so fcking naive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-3334155644915868220?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/3334155644915868220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=3334155644915868220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/3334155644915868220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/3334155644915868220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-so-far.html' title='The Week So Far'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-6269465075992917654</id><published>2009-02-18T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:59:22.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpts</title><content type='html'>Mood: Sad :(&lt;br /&gt;Music: Snow Patrol - Run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm not in a mood to blog, here's just a few excerpts of song lyrics. Songs that I like, songs of "the moment", and songs that speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beautiful inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So lovely and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cant see why I’d do anything without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere But Here by SafetySuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I had something inside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To keep you beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeper by Yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay those are all that I can think about for now. Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;On a random note, Happy 19th PHUUUU! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-6269465075992917654?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/6269465075992917654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=6269465075992917654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6269465075992917654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/6269465075992917654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/02/excerpts.html' title='Excerpts'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-1263580842816493220</id><published>2009-02-17T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:03:07.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got My Blog Back!</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :D&lt;br /&gt;Music: Safetysuit - Anywhere But Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay quick (and maybe boring) update!&lt;br /&gt;Monday was okay. Cabbed with Jack, Joel and Daniel (not 999) to town to get our uniforms and we ended up talking a lot of nonsense. Waited for ages for Abby, Sab, Brenda*, Yauwan, and Ernest to come. Oh oh and I made new friends! Sabrina's friend, and Ernest's friend heh. But out sad uniforms were out of stock so we went back feeling so cheated boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for some weird reason, I really REALLY cannot remember what happened on Tuesday! Oh oh I remember now! I screwed up my Choir auditions on purpose hahahaha. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday went out with the OG for dinner...but the number dwindled down from 17 to 5 LOL. So it was the cool Abby, Brenda, Joel, Priscilla, and WenBin that took ages to decide where to eat. Seriously, we were argueing all the way from AC to Mrt! In the end we decided to go to Botak Jones and it was fun...and lame, with Brenda telling all the lame beyond lame jokes sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday went out with the OG for lunch, this time there were more! According to where we sit: Joel, Abby, Brenda, WenBin, Jack, Yauwan, Ernest, Me, Joel. I think. I can't remember there were too many people! After we agreed on eating around town because Yauwan and I needed to collect our uniforms, we ended up argueing over which part of town to eat in. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was Movie Under The Stars! Otherwise known as MUTS. Celebrating Valentine's day hehehe. Flowers for friends, chocolates for chumps, and omg wow the girls in the og actually got stuff from the guys!! Amazing stuff man heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch with the OG and this time there were MORE!!! Junyao (Look! New addition!), WenBin, Brenda, Abby, Joel, Ernest, &lt;st1:place&gt;Douglas&lt;/st1:place&gt; and me. It's so sad only Abby and I are so enthu about OG outings sighhhh. :( among the girls, that is. but anyway. Again, we argued at where to eat (town...holland...someone's place...) in the end we decided around bukit timah since I was going back to MG. Yet again, we were argueing where to eat (Kap! No no, Market! So hot...go BTP la! Why not just go to mg eat canteen food? No!! etc etc sigh). In the end we went ot BTP because it was nearer haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to MG to visit my lovely lovely juniors and omg wow the sound of handbells! Pretty pretty stuff man :) :) After Mg went back to AC for CF (Christian Fellowship) with Joel and OMG OMG WOW SEEYUE WAS THERE HEHE. Now I'm thinking of joining Cf too sigh. Dinner, and MUTS after that! The Notebook. Sweet stuff. And minfeng cried!!!!! I didn't sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go for dinner after that but we ended late so we ended up going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of those social activities, there are lectures and all. And wow my OG is so hardworking! Spending our free time reading lecture notes and doing tutorials. :) :) And apologies for the lack of pictures, ABBAS is not one to camwhore. Instead, we ROAR! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*in case you're wondering, Brenda is really, in actual fact, a guy hahaha.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; --&lt;br /&gt;That was the entry I intended to post before my blog got frozen! And now that my blog is risen from the dead like MONSTER, I'm really happy! And thanks to Lyan Reong for giving me my music fix!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my highlight of my week? I finally &lt;b&gt;finished&lt;/b&gt; ____'s present :) :) it's so pretty now yay.&lt;br /&gt;Getting classes tomorrow, and I'm quite sad because that means our og will be split up, and school will start for real with (much much much much) less breaks and ending at times like 430 WOW. In the words of og people like WenBin, Jack and I, "SIAN."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2159/181/93/1042783103/n1042783103_30313660_3001.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo credits to Stella Lukita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-1263580842816493220?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/1263580842816493220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=1263580842816493220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1263580842816493220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/1263580842816493220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-got-my-blog-back.html' title='I Got My Blog Back!'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10042462.post-7910541748825941282</id><published>2009-02-10T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:08:10.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd See Better Days</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Kate Voegele - Better Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Today is a better day. For real. And I guess I will lower my expectations. It wouldn't be fair to my OG to say that I don't like them, because that is not true. I do love all of them, because together we have so much fun, but I miss Mg like crazy and I feel myself changing so much it's scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. Today was really scary. We were supposed to meet Mr DeeEm but we waited so long in &lt;s&gt;anticipation&lt;/s&gt; FEAR only to find out he was in a meeting! I swear. My heart has never beaten so fast for a guy in my entire life. (heh heh). I kept going "My Heart!!!" heh but seriously. It was crazy scary. We just pon lectures the whole day, pass around mints during lectures, have a ball of a time playing (non poker card) games and all. Choir auditions today. I screwed it up on purpose but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It will be just as quiet when I leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As it was when I first, got here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too much time spent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On closing doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You may hate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I'll remember to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10042462-7910541748825941282?l=chantchan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/feeds/7910541748825941282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10042462&amp;postID=7910541748825941282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/7910541748825941282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10042462/posts/default/7910541748825941282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chantchan.blogspot.com/2009/02/id-see-better-days.html' title='I&apos;d See Better Days'/><author><name>priscilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989822118464994538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/chantchan/meandgisnegative.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
