<?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-5981940240241409826</id><updated>2011-08-02T13:28:08.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuts, nuts, nuts.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-7860862753085782925</id><published>2010-04-10T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T21:22:50.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/S8FLO1afuwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7PVMY4Z7XG4/s1600/dream+off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458726941578214146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/S8FLO1afuwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7PVMY4Z7XG4/s400/dream+off.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Silent Scream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside, you see me smiling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And floating through each day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little tired, a little thin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But overall, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don't hear my anguished thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which surface every night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They plague me, torment me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Til I'm too weak to fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, next day, I come to school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wit deeply shadowed eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I smile, laugh and speak on cue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Living a pack of lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A silent scream echoes inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reaction to my lie--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Til with no warning, it erupts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I crumble down and cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come find me, help me, make it stop--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No! Keep out, go away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For if you come, I've no control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Over the words I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you hear my silent scream,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decipher what I hide?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So come and ask me what is wrong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come sit down by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If nothing else, then please read through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This tangled web I weave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For you are really not the one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm trying to deceive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me--I don't know what I want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've lost my guiding light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please help me, let me cry and say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somehow, you'll make it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, deep down, I know what's wrong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What keeps me up awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is the source of all my tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And ever-there heartache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not yet, can I face it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or maybe I just won't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please, someone, help me understand--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God only knows I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Ashley Yang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This poem reflects some difficult parts of my life, so I'm just sharing it with you guys to show HOW AWESOME ASHLEY YANG'S POEMS ARE! LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;COOLIOS. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-7860862753085782925?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7860862753085782925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2010/04/silent-scream-outside-you-see-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7860862753085782925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7860862753085782925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2010/04/silent-scream-outside-you-see-me.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/S8FLO1afuwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7PVMY4Z7XG4/s72-c/dream+off.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-4957510417519218703</id><published>2010-03-23T01:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T02:08:43.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GARGH. Being sick is one of the worst experiences anyone can ever get. I can't believe I'm saying this, but going to school is actually better than falling sick and being stuck at home doing nothing. I've been spending most of these 2 days lying on my bed and basically sleeeping like like a log. It sucks I tell you, to not be able to eat as much as you want and get out there in the world to explore whatever you want!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I think my fever caused a little brain damage on me. I'm freaking out now over piano exam. It's just one week away and I'M SICK! Why must I be infected with some stupid virus infection at this point of time?!? WHY????????????? I SHOULD HAVE LISTENED TO MY MOM AND STAY AWAY FROM THE RAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm tired. I need my sleep again. And I'm going off now. BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(sick @_@)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-4957510417519218703?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4957510417519218703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2010/03/gargh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4957510417519218703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4957510417519218703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2010/03/gargh.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-5400684419767176102</id><published>2010-03-16T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T08:07:28.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOTS! LET THE HOLIDAYS BEGIN!!! I'm SUPER-DUPER-ULTRA-MEGA-DAMN happy the holidays are finally here!!! Although it's ONLY 1 week, I will make full use of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BY CHILLING OUT AND HAVING LOTS OF FUN YO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BWAHAHAHA! Today was super fun! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LILANG, VANVAN, YI XUAN, MARILYN AND I DID A REMAKE OF &lt;u&gt;JACK NEO'S DRAMATIC INTERVIEW&lt;/u&gt;! HAHA! It was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOTALLY AWESOME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. WOOTS WE ROCKED TO THE CORE YO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna post the video on FB. Oh and I'm DEFINITELY posting the spastic pictures we took. :D I can't post them now cause I can't transfer the pics into my Dad's lappie (which I'm using now). -.- Nvm, I shall post them the next time! WEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-5400684419767176102?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5400684419767176102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2010/03/woots-let-holidays-begin-im-super-duper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5400684419767176102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5400684419767176102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2010/03/woots-let-holidays-begin-im-super-duper.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-4373904291435922448</id><published>2010-03-10T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T05:09:31.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH CRAP! ONE MONTH WITHOUT A SINGLE POST! WOW THAT'S A RECORD! YAY.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One whole month to talk about. Whoa. But I'm just gonna summarize all the "exciting" events that happened. Oh and man, this past month has been a real nerve-wrecking one. Literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since February took off, those weeks have been a roller coaster ride for me. I had been engulfed in total confusion, hysterics and sheer frustration. I've been screaming inside, desperate for help to get me out of this worry hole. I've been so stressed up and pressurized, it dawned on me that... I need GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Freaking out and breaking down has got to be the toughest challenges problems to oversome on my list of challenges. Nowadays, I sometimes experiencce this whirlwind of emotions: I don't understand something, I ask for help, try to understand but still fail to get it. Then I freak out and get more confused, which is followed by a sudden &lt;em&gt;MENTAL BLOCK&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know if this has anything to do with PMS or raging hormones (I really doubt this), but I do know that it's a major emotional problem I have to curb. Before, well, another crisis occurs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe it's because that I'm such a perfectionist that I set such high standards of myself. Maybe it's because I have too much of a domineering spirit, that I can't take failure once it slams on me. Maybe it's because, I just don't have that high self-esteem in myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Which is why I finally realise &lt;u&gt;I NEED GOD&lt;/u&gt;. HE is the one who can pull me back up when I'm drowning in my troubles. HE is the one whom I can run to whenever I'm at a total loss. And indeed, I have regained back (a little) of my confidence. It takes one step at a time. I know it'll be tough, but &lt;strong&gt;anything's possible with God&lt;/strong&gt;. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK next topic! I'm gonna post "My Goals for 2010" list just to remind me that I HAVE TO ACHIEVE THESE RESULTS AT THE END OF THE YEAR!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;English: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maths: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Biology: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Physics: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chemistry: A2 (CHEM SUCKS CRAP!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HMT: A2/B3 (CHINESE SUCK MOST CRAP!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Geography: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;History: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Literature: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MEP: A2 (MEP SUCKS CRAP TOO!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Art: A1 (although Art is the least important subject, it is still quite easy to achieve an A1 :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DONEEE. (: OK now I'm gonna compare those with my Term 1 (suck shit) results. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;English: B4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maths: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Physics A1 (Bio and Chem will be next term and the following term)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HMT: C6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Geography: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;History: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Literature: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MEP: C5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Art: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See the HUGE contrast??? Yes I can totally see it. -.- THIS is why I freaked out so much. BECAUSE IT SUCKS SHIT!!! And THIS is also why I'M GONNA MUG LIKE MAD NEXT TERM!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wish me good luck guys. It's gonna be a challenging ride. And I'm gonna prevail through it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TEA-AIR-RAH FTW! (LOL self-esteem boost.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-4373904291435922448?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4373904291435922448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-crap-one-month-without-single-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4373904291435922448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4373904291435922448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-crap-one-month-without-single-post.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-3269536019268294487</id><published>2010-02-14T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T06:01:28.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's got to be one of the most blessed and lucky days of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;YES! IT'S CHINESE NEW YEAR, VALENTINE'S DAY AND&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; MY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;WOOTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so awesome to have three major events happening in one day cause it's a really rare chance that something like this can actually happen. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY I'M 14 ! And that makes me an official TEENAGE GIRL! :D OK I'm not really sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing. But I sure do hope that this year will be a great year ahead for me! Hopefully, I won't screw up as much as I used to. :X Also, I've made a huge resolution this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE HAPPY AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE AND LEAVE ALL MY WORRIES TO GOD! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I would also like to say a BIG thank you to all those people who wished me Happy Birthday. I really appreciate it, THANKS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR AND HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(rejoice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/S3gBLDn0RnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/HcXgoSj9JhU/s1600-h/valentine%27s_day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 330px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/S3gBLDn0RnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/HcXgoSj9JhU/s400/valentine%27s_day.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438097839512372850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-3269536019268294487?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3269536019268294487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2010/02/todays-got-to-be-one-of-most-blessed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/3269536019268294487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/3269536019268294487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2010/02/todays-got-to-be-one-of-most-blessed.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/S3gBLDn0RnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/HcXgoSj9JhU/s72-c/valentine%27s_day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-6591453733455094348</id><published>2010-01-26T06:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T01:06:46.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, this blog is officially DEAD. But I don't care. &gt;: I'm still gonna post. I'm still gonna crap. AND I'M STILL GONNA REVIVE IT! Hopefully. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be own my personal diary. Yep, this will be a site in which my stories are heard, my cries and joys are expressed and maybe, where all my random ideas all come into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK whatever. I shall just begin with how the first two days of the week have been. There are only three words to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUCK. SUCK. SUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I really regret slacking during the November/December holidays cause my results are freaking me out. SERIOUSLY. I can't help but just hate myself inside, "WHY TIARA WHY? WHY ARE YOU SUCH AN IDIOT?" Maybe I wasn't that pessimistic, but it still dawned on me that I gotta start gearing up before it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna flunk any tests this year (especially Chinese) and aiming to get A1 for all the science subjects is a definite MUST-MUST. However, there is a constant disturbance in my mind. I often question myself, "Will I be able to make it?". I really hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our teacher announced that I had to go for Engoish remedial, I was totally caught off guard. WTH?! ENGLISH REMEDIAL FOR ME?! I'm supposed to have Chinese instead of English HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I kept it to myself the whole time until someody actually asked me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Tiara why are you staying back?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Urm... Remedial?" *looks away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For chinese remedial?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Urm... No......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG TIARA YOU'RE IN ENGLISH REMEDIAL?! That's impossible!" *clutches face with shocked expression*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"UH..... It just sort of happened that my vocab killed me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Stunned look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was how the scenerio went when I surprise them with my oh-guess-what-I'm-in-english-remedial news. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMBARRASSING MUCH???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English used to be my second best subject, right after maths, and chinese was, of course, my worst. It was undoubtedly humiliating and disappointing but there were no other options left. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from studying really hard, and putting in my 100% effort, I gotta have my self-esteem back. I can't lose it. I need it. Without that self-driven determination, I don't think my results will get anywhere. I might have been overwhelmed by my sudden bad results, but I do know that God has His own purpose for me! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step to improving, is TO CUT DOWN ON MY FB USAGE! YES! I shall only go on FB only once a week from now on! And the second step, is to PAY ATTENTION IS CLASS! FYI, my attention span in class is almost zero. I can't help annoying Hilary when I'm bored sometimes, especially during Chinese and Maths. Sorry Hil. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I'M GOING TO TRY TO DO MY BEST! FIGHTING! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-6591453733455094348?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6591453733455094348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2010/01/yes-this-blog-is-officially-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6591453733455094348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6591453733455094348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2010/01/yes-this-blog-is-officially-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-8265986130682391641</id><published>2010-01-18T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T03:02:49.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOSH YES I KNOW IT'S BEEN A LOOONG TIME SINCE I'VE POSTED. The last time I did was NEW YEAR. OMG NEW YEARR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lotss of changes happened around here in the past two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I GOT BRACES! OK maybe there's not a big deal but the surprising thing is that I have been able to eat normally from the first day I started wearing it (sort of) and I experience NO PAIN! Oh and  now that I'm getting used to it, I'm starting to think it's coool. B) Yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I'm in this new class in which we MEP girls are mixed together with the DRAMA girls and some Home Econ. ones. Yeah and we're all REALLYYYY HYPER AND LOUD! Horny to speak of as well. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, school has already gotten the vibe going from week 2 onwards. We started having tests already. In fact, we got FOUR tests already. Only in week 2. GREAT. Plus I totally screwed up Chinese compo. GRRRRRRR! D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that I won't screw up the next chinese test. ARRGHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and recently I'm into... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;K POP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; WOOTS! OK but please note that I'm not korean-guy-crazy or anything, in fact I think most of them look gay. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;BUT HEECHUL STILL ROCKS!&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHA! Woohoo funny gay from SJ! =D=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK whatever this is getting lame and I know my blog has been dead for 2 weeks. Now that I've sort of "revived" it, I hope I will be able to have time to post enough. *cross fingers* :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;KEEP TAGGING! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-8265986130682391641?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8265986130682391641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-my-gosh-yes-i-know-its-been-looong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/8265986130682391641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/8265986130682391641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-my-gosh-yes-i-know-its-been-looong.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-5576792967260294474</id><published>2009-12-31T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T03:24:33.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe one year is gonna end SOOO fast. It seems like just yesterday, we all turned Sec 1s, and now we're entering Sec 2 in no time. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 has been a roller-coaster ride for me; from new friends to new teachers to tough relationships and new environments, it's been a real crazy time. But I managed to overcome all the difficulties I faced, and even had lots of fun. (: I'll never forget those moments where we all laugh and tease one another and the times when we all go really anxious when our test papers are given out. :D The strong bondage we've formed in this year is unbreakable, and I'm sure that we won't forget each other no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we may be seperated next year, I'm sure that no matter where we are, you guys will still be the funny, crazy, loving peeps I always knew. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH DARN THOSE CLASS ALLOCATIONS!!! Thinking about it just gets on my nerves. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I hope 2010 will be a better year for all of us. So I wish all the best for you all! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY! GOD BLESS! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-5576792967260294474?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5576792967260294474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-cant-believe-one-year-is-gonna-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5576792967260294474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5576792967260294474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-cant-believe-one-year-is-gonna-end.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-6660290165644313048</id><published>2009-12-27T23:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:31:29.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! I HATE THE NEW CLASS ALLOCATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T SURVIVE WITHOUT HUI EN AND MILDRED!!!!!! AAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THIS SUCKS TO THE ULTIMATE CORE. D: D: D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have to say. &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-6660290165644313048?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6660290165644313048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/arrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhh-i-hate-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6660290165644313048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6660290165644313048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/arrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhh-i-hate-new.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-8571962621531748492</id><published>2009-12-27T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:29:00.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY! YESTERDAY WE HAD A BLAST DURING THE CHRISTMAS PARTY! WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time we had a gift exchange at my house with all of my friends. :D And everyone was kinda excited about it. HAHA. I got a really cool cup from Rachel Yew! YAY THANKS SO MUCH! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played games throughout the whole afternoon but when we were playing 'Do You Love Your Neighbour', "Robert" a.k.a Half-naked Man had to come and disrupt us cause we were "too noisy" so we were like "o.o....". So we ended up playing the 'I Have Never' game in which Mildred lost terribly. TEEHEE Mildred is a very sinful person! HAHAHA! Following that, we played 'Werewolf' Charades (whatever you spell that), and THE BANG BANG GAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charades and Bang Bang Game ROCKS. =D=D After dinner, we played 'Don't Forget The Lyrics' which we kinda screw up in. Especially me. Cause I hate K$sha and her type of songs. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we ended the whole party feeling exhausted yet happy. :D And totally having the Christmas spirit still in us! WEEEEEEEE! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys had lots of fun! :D COOLIOS! God Bless! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-8571962621531748492?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8571962621531748492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/yay-yesterday-we-had-blast-during.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/8571962621531748492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/8571962621531748492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/yay-yesterday-we-had-blast-during.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-5579043074143681292</id><published>2009-12-25T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T07:03:21.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAAAY IT'S FINALLY CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WOOTSSS!!! =DDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presents everywhere! WHEEEEEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You all! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/SzTUC8fa-MI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zXqyjhI8Y0k/s1600-h/santaclaus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/SzTUC8fa-MI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zXqyjhI8Y0k/s400/santaclaus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419189398696294594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/TIA_WE%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/TIA_WE%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-5579043074143681292?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5579043074143681292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/yaaay-its-finally-christmas-merry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5579043074143681292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5579043074143681292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/yaaay-its-finally-christmas-merry.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/SzTUC8fa-MI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zXqyjhI8Y0k/s72-c/santaclaus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-4124231456486498078</id><published>2009-12-23T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T07:30:48.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes I'm finally back from Indo. And I'm also back with 17 mosquito bites. Yes, 17. I'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but I ate lots of GOOOOD food. :D But the mosquitoes were seriously killing me. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more days till &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! YAY!!! CHRISTMAS IS THE BEST TIME OF THE YEAR!!! EVERRR!!! But I'm having some rough times these past two days... -.- With SOME people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My MOM. She's driving me nuts with her REALLYYY annoying and sarcastic remarks about my singing (which I'm going to perform in church tomorrow-.-) and it just GETS ON MY NERVES so I really can't stand it. When I try to shut her up or something, she blasts back more than I what I expected. So in the end I just break down. Seriously. If anyone were in my position, they'd probably stormed out of the house or worse. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME JERKS are pissing me off REAL BADLY. I'm not gonna elaborate much but I just wanna say I hate their heck-care, ignorant, and doesn't-accept-others attitude. Seriously I've had enough of taking care of all the stuff without you pigs helping. -.- I'M WASHING MY HANDS OFF YOU GUYS OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I feel like such a loner nowadays. And I get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very depressed&lt;/span&gt; sometimes.): It's like, sometimes I've got no one to talk about my real emotions I've been hiding inside cause I can't find the right true person to turn to (apart from Rachel of course :D) and sometimes I wonder who my true friends REALLY are. I don't know if I'm having some mood swings or anything but I do know that it doesn't feel good at all. ): Everything weighs down to the burden in my mind. Maybe I've had too much things on my mind. Aaahh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I think some of you might be thinking I'm bull-crapping or something so I shall just end it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAY WONDERFUL CHRISTMAS HERE I COME! THE DAY WHEN ALL MY WORRIES WILL BE DONE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-4124231456486498078?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4124231456486498078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-im-finally-back-from-indo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4124231456486498078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4124231456486498078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-im-finally-back-from-indo.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-7079971272239509802</id><published>2009-12-07T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:15:34.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMGGG. I'M SOOOO BORED MY MIND'S GONNA GO OFF ANYTIME. SERIOUSLY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'D RATHER HAVE SCHOOL!!! My goodness I can't believe I just said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, blogging some crap about my wonderful boring life, watching random videos on youtube like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Bmhjf0rKe8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Bmhjf0rKe8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my level of boredom has reached its peak point. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish time would go SOOO much faster. And I'm still scratching my head over what to do with my stupid science project!!! Honestly, my interest in science projects is pretty much, ZERO.&lt;br /&gt;At least my night schedule these days are occupied by choir rehearsals or I'd seriously be brain dead by the end of this week. Thank goodness I still have math tuition homework. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go and complete them. BYEEE. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-7079971272239509802?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7079971272239509802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/omggg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7079971272239509802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7079971272239509802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/omggg.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-1109966921994698880</id><published>2009-12-05T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:36:27.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Do you realize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;As time goes by,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're taking less and less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Like we're gonna die?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so many times,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've cried so many times,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all these while,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you by my side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't look at me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm not there at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;But then can't you see&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How desperate I want your care?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to laugh at the same things,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act like normal best friends,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And be there for each other,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can you say the same for now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;You act like I'm a pain in your neck,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;And ignore me when I speak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Don't you know looking at you this way,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me very sick?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of you everyday,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I force a smile when you sulk,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constantly trying to find a way,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make you smile again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am writing,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heartache overpowering,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much I ask of you,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE OLD YOU BACK.&lt;/span&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/5981940240241409826-1109966921994698880?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1109966921994698880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-realize-as-time-goes-by-were.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/1109966921994698880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/1109966921994698880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-realize-as-time-goes-by-were.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-5105613855323191763</id><published>2009-12-03T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T04:06:03.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GAH! I know it's been around 2 weeks since I have posted! o_o Sorry blog for abandoning you these 2 weeks! I was having too much fun that I forgot about you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right! THESE TWO WEEKS HAVE BEEN AWESOME! Except for the past few days where I have been stoning at home doing nothing and think of some crazy way to entertain myself. Anyway, last week was THE BOMB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;CHALET OUTING ROCKS YO! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time having such an outing with friends and it was soooo cool! :D:D The first day we played our own games like Bluff, Werewolf, Truth and Dare, etc. Werewolf eventually became our favourite game cause we were all CRAZY during the game!!! :D:D Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, on the second day we went to WILD WILD WET! YAYY! But something unfortunate happened - Gordon lost his specs when we just first entered the river-pool like thingy. AWWW... And yeah, he officially lost it. Then there was a fight between him and my brother. -.- WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really care about that but well, it was really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, BBQ was FANTASTIC. The guys had a hard time making the fire, and the food that they cooked were, er, hmmm... I should say, not exactly suitable for human consumption? o.o The food were either burnt or still a bit raw. OK so maybe now you can get the full picture of what I mean. Anyhow, I still had to applaud them for putting lots of effort to cook for everyone! YAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched this really dumb movie at night, Where Got Ghost, then everyone went for their night walk while Rachel Yew, Shi Shan and me slept in the chalet. When they came back, Gordon and Deon couldn't stop talking about DICKS. (For goodness' sake! DICKS!) So that totally made Rachel Yew and I go back to sleep. NOT. The worst thing that happened, there was like a "musical orchestra" going on at night! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shi Shan's and Gordon's snorings + Ryan's stupid headphone blasting songs + stupid Gordon's Firefliies ringtone which went off every 5 minutes + Deon's stupid Sony Ericsson ringtone which also went off every 5 minutes. AWESOME HUH???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I managed to sleep at 5.30 am after those stupid ringtones &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FINALLY DIED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the last day arrived, we went to Pasir Ris park to play instead and we had another blast of a time there. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all, we went home feeling really happy yet wishing we could go back again. (: Well at least I DID.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt we got a stronger bonding after the whole trip, despite facing several ups and downs. Trust me, you can never find such a thing in St. Nicks. Or at least I think until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe we can look forward to the end-of-year celebration or maybe another chalet outing next year yeah? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I posted the pictures I took during the chalet on Facebook. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/Sxo9FB0e4DI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pWM2CU-xKwQ/s1600-h/sky_of_hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/Sxo9FB0e4DI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pWM2CU-xKwQ/s400/sky_of_hearts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411705058836275250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-5105613855323191763?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5105613855323191763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/gah-i-know-its-been-around-2-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5105613855323191763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5105613855323191763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/gah-i-know-its-been-around-2-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/Sxo9FB0e4DI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pWM2CU-xKwQ/s72-c/sky_of_hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-7609595982910414036</id><published>2009-11-21T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T19:12:22.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHECK THIS OUT: KID SLAPS HIS OWN MOM! OMG! That kid's CRAZY!O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0U5R4KzHHNA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/0U5R4KzHHNA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&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/5981940240241409826-7609595982910414036?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7609595982910414036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/check-this-out-kid-slaps-his-own-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7609595982910414036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7609595982910414036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/check-this-out-kid-slaps-his-own-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-9064093048215077501</id><published>2009-11-15T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:46:35.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just came across this really cool and meaningful video, so I'm gonna post it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ADPP8Y7SDEk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/ADPP8Y7SDEk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother bear represents God so it actually depicts that God is with us and He will protect us when we're in danger. :D The baby bear is soo cute lol! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-9064093048215077501?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/9064093048215077501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-came-across-this-really-cool-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/9064093048215077501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/9064093048215077501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-came-across-this-really-cool-and.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-801641868268711143</id><published>2009-11-15T19:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:13:09.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HELLOOOOOO MY BLOG'S FINALLY OFFICIALLY OPENED! YAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(This has gotta be the shortest post I've ever posted.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-801641868268711143?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/801641868268711143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/helloooooo-my-blogs-finally-officially.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/801641868268711143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/801641868268711143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/helloooooo-my-blogs-finally-officially.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-6945599741976099602</id><published>2009-11-04T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T05:57:58.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI EVERYONE! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my half-done blog!=D I hope you guys like the new blogskin. I had a hard time finding a suitable one. ): But I really do hope it's better than the previous one! (: Oh but I haven't really completed my profile, links, etc. I will definitely be doing that soon though. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you don't really get what the new blog url means, it's actually my name. Well sort of. Basically it's my name, TIARA, just that it's separated to become TEE-AIR-RAH. Geddit? Don't geddit? LOL ok nevermind. Anyway, it's Elise's idea and I find it really cool so I had decided for it to be my new blog url! :D Applause to Elise and her wonderful vandalising on my class desk! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday I went to watch the Michael Jackson's This Is It movie with some of the usual peeps! And GOSH, IT WAS TOTALLY COOL! When the movie first started, I coudn't stop thinking,"Why?? Why must MJ die now??? He should have lived through and share his AMAZING talents with the world!". Seriously, despite being 50 years old, he still danced and sang as if he were 20 years younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, something REALLY annoying happened in the middle of the movie. The little girl sitting behind me kept kicking my chair real freaking hard. -.- Being a patient and nice person, I didn't do anything UNTIL the 100th or so kick. That was when I turned around and said,"Excuse me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess what. It didn't work. That girl just acted as if she didn't see me or something. So when I said "EXCUSE ME" the second time, I looked at her mom. Apparently, that was not working either. So after 3 futile attempts of saying "EXCUSE ME", Ryan got kinda fed up. So he turned around and said kinda loudly,"EXCUSE ME CAN YOU STOP KICKING HER CHAIR??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, that kinda freaked me out. (Cause I didn't know Ryan can be that "fierce". o.o)  So I just slumped in my seat for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although she still acted like she was oblivious to her surroundings, at least she stopped kicking me! So, YAY! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole movie ended well and I kinda get to know MJ better. So yeah. It's a MUST-WATCH for me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Please don't take any notice of the left part of my blog. It has not been touched. YET. So just ignore it. TEEHEE. :D&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. MJ ROCKS!!! BEAT IT!!! XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-6945599741976099602?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6945599741976099602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/hi-everyone-dd-welcome-to-my-half-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6945599741976099602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6945599741976099602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/hi-everyone-dd-welcome-to-my-half-done.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-3621791212701887658</id><published>2009-10-29T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T07:02:30.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;WOOOOOOTSSSS YESTERDAY AND TODAY ARE ONE OF THE FUNNEST DAYS EVERR! =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exams are over. The stress and pressure is over. The sucky school days are FINALLY over. So now let's welcome the FUN AND EXCITING HOLIDAYS! Games and gatherings are here to stay! WEEEE! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these two days, we've been playing basketball and captain's ball. :D It's the same old peeps: Rachel Chew, Hui En, Deon, Gordon, Ryan and Shi Shan. (: Mildred came yesterday only. (: In both days we started off wasting LOTS of time, negotiating who's in who's team, and sorting ourselves out. Plus two idiots were wasting their time, idling away with vtheir stupid bubble tea and talking utter crap. So that added to the total amount of time wasted to 15 minutes. -.- OH but we met Ama and Charlotte! And they were shockingly SUPER PRO at Bball. We Sec 1s felt like total losers watching them play. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, honestly, we kinda suck at basketball, except Ryan the high and mighty experienced basketball player who "acts cool", so we were really awkward and unwilling to play at first. I was possibly the worst basketball player there. Maybe SS and I fall under the same underdog category for Bball.o.o Gordon and Deon were acting real funny and stupid and they gave SS a special name! SHI DOG/SHI GOU! HAHAHAHAHA! That made everyone laugh their hearts out. XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the game, there was a mixture of laughter, teasings and "competitiveness" going on. OK I know this sounds cocky or whatever you call it, but I feel that we have a special spirit in us that I've never, NEVER ever experienced when I'm with my other friends. I don't really know how to phrase it but maybe I can say that it's somehow like UNITY. Call it stupid or whatever you want, but finding such true awesome friends is really hard to find. Although sometimes the boys can be REALLY REALLY REALLY DAMN ANNOYING AND IGNORANT (let me stress on the word IGNORANT) at times, but I know that deep down you guys are OK and not that bad. &lt;strong&gt;(I'M NOT TRYING TO SUCK UP OR ANYTHING.)&lt;/strong&gt; And you girls are the best gal friends I've EVER had! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;SO KEEP ROCKIN' GUYS! STAY AWESOME AND HAPPY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for bring &lt;em&gt;so much fun, happiness and smiles&lt;/em&gt; to my life. (: Hope we won't ever forget one another. XB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless ya all! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-3621791212701887658?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3621791212701887658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/wooooootssss-yesterday-and-today-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/3621791212701887658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/3621791212701887658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/wooooootssss-yesterday-and-today-are.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-6311798025721656774</id><published>2009-10-21T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:15:46.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ELLO I'M BACK! And I'm going to post another video. But the screen is too big so&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna post the url instead. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Um9KsrH377A"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Um9KsrH377A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;BORED...~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since exams was over and enrichment week started, I thought &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LIFE WOULD BE FULL OF FUN AND JOY~!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guessed I was sorta wrong. My daily life has been changed from homeworking, projects, tuitions, practicing piano and singing to just facebook, sports, piano and singing, tuitions and LOTS OF sleeping. As most of you know, my forte is SLEEEPINGG. :D (and being sarcastic of course (: ) So sleeping like a log for about 2 to 3 hours? No biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds fun? Honestly, it's mind-boggling. Cause first of all, I'm getting sick of FB. Secondly, not everyone's free to play basketball/badminton with me. (Don't laugh at the word "basketball". I'm trying to lose weight and grow taller at the same time!). Lastly, I think too much sleeping has actually affected my brain. Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although homework and projects are currently out of the picture , I feel like part of my life's missing?! OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE I JUST TYPED THAT. I guess it's because I'm a nerd or whatever you call me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm looking forward to all the awesome movies coming up! AND MORE MORE MORE GATHERINGS!!! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, enjoy the exam-free life and play the best you can! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-6311798025721656774?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6311798025721656774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/ello-im-back-and-im-going-to-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6311798025721656774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6311798025721656774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/ello-im-back-and-im-going-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-5253933422855269853</id><published>2009-10-16T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T07:04:36.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY I GOT SOMETHING TO POST THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH VIDEOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about yesterday's Sports Carnival and we played CAPTAIN'S BALL!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was kinda rough today. We started off BAD cause the weather was gloomy and we lost to 1F to chaptay (or whatever you spell that) which is the indoor activity in replacement for the captain's ball game. -.- Once the weather got better, we continued with the captain's ball game. And we managed to kick 1C's butt in the second game!=D (OK I know that sounds wrong.) WEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all that follows was bad, BAD, BAAAD. Out of 5 games, we won only one. There were some disagreements and conflicts along the way and the weather was really having its own mood swings-from a cloudy sky to rain to blazing heat. And not to mention, the classes we played against, had mostly netball girls or atheletic girls while we come from a MUSICAAL class so yeah, that makes a huge difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, SPORTS vs MUSIC? Yep that so doesn't match. (Unless you're Vanessa. SWIMMING CLUB!(: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the main objective of this whole event is to work out and have fun, which was what I mainly did. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and everyone grew tanned! Including me. ): Thank goodness I wasn't playing floorball or soccer or I would have really turned charcoal. O.O TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we lost terribly and had many challenges and unhappiness along the way, at least we learnt more about teamwork and HAD LOTS OF FUN! :D So stay happy ok guys? Don't fret about it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPORTS CARNIVAL '09 OVERRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-5253933422855269853?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5253933422855269853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/finally-i-got-something-to-post-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5253933422855269853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5253933422855269853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/finally-i-got-something-to-post-that.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-9186797148066853562</id><published>2009-10-13T06:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T07:06:05.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAARRRGGGHHH!!! Why must there be MEP tomorrow??? Why must Mrs Tham dampen our freedom spirit??? I'm contented with my current results for MEP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... I need to chill.... I shall post some more videos to cool myself down. :D ENJOY ONCE AGAIN AND GOOD LUCK FOR TOMORROW! :D Oh and remember to comment. (: THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yW759z7HsTw&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;color1=" color2="0x9461ca" width="320" height="265" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AE_BX1XUSC4&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;color1=" color2="0x9461ca" width="320" height="265" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I looooveee the song in the last video. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-9186797148066853562?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/9186797148066853562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/aaaarrrggghhh-why-must-there-be-mep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/9186797148066853562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/9186797148066853562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/aaaarrrggghhh-why-must-there-be-mep.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-4402094515909782692</id><published>2009-10-08T06:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T06:16:22.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, I just came across another REALLY cool video. It's really inspirational. Hope you all will enjoy it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VeHuJLbqra4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/VeHuJLbqra4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life " John 3:16  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-4402094515909782692?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4402094515909782692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-everyone-i-just-came-across-another.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4402094515909782692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4402094515909782692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-everyone-i-just-came-across-another.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-5066248223623791194</id><published>2009-10-08T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T06:14:56.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! OUR TESTS FOR THE WHOLE YEAR IS OVER!!! :D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soooooooooooo looking forward to the end of today's science test! :D WEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG yesterday I actually left my WHOLE SCIENCE FILE in my locker. I know I was soo muddle-headed and stupid. ARGH! BUT, thank goodness Hui En came to my rescue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;THANKS SO MUCH HUI EN!!!!!! YOU ROCK!!!!!!!!!=D=D=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for you coming to house to study with me, I would have panicked the whole day through without getting anything into my head. O.O Thanks for revising with me and everything! I seriously don't know how to repay you back. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since our freedom is here, it's gonna be movies after movies, and enrichment programmes after enrichment programmes in school. :D It's been a hard year for everyone, especially since secondary life and primary life is a HUGE jump. But we managed to go through it all together despite the ups and downs. GOOD JOB EVERYONE! WE'VE DONE OUR BEST! I hope next year we won't get separated though. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... LET THE CELEBRATION BEGIN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(rejoice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I don't know why but I keep thinking tomorrow's a Saturday. o.o (Drama!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-5066248223623791194?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5066248223623791194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-our-tests-for-whole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5066248223623791194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5066248223623791194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-our-tests-for-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-721189637003681540</id><published>2009-10-03T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:30:24.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone. I just came across this really, really cool video based on a true experience. Watch it. It's really awesome and amazing! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/30udqcJIsCs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/30udqcJIsCs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write your comments please! Thanks! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-721189637003681540?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/721189637003681540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-everyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/721189637003681540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/721189637003681540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-2242660333796341295</id><published>2009-09-25T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T06:31:36.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently I've been really hyper and I got no idea why. And I was especially high today. I can't stop jumping up and down and going all mad and scribbling CRAP on the board and just making a fool of myself! :D WEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA I must be totally weird cause my "best friend" came today and yet I'm not having any stupid mood-swings and going into a "depression" ride. Instead, I'm going OVERLY HYPER! TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind me if I really go nuts. JKJK. :D I will control myself and try not to doodle on the board! Sorry Faith. =D Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway enough crapping, gotta go now. See ya don't wanna be ya! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-2242660333796341295?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2242660333796341295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/recently-ive-been-really-hyper-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/2242660333796341295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/2242660333796341295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/recently-ive-been-really-hyper-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-2763788667684628997</id><published>2009-09-22T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:32:15.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NIGA HIGA ROCKS! :D  HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this is one of his videos which just make me laugh the crap out of myself. =D So I would just wanna share it with you guys. (: Anyway, ENJOY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's apparently blocking my tagbox, I'm just gonna put the link here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oRpoI501QoU&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think it's stupid or lame or retarded, well.......... WHATEVER! :D I just find it crappily hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-2763788667684628997?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2763788667684628997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/niga-higa-rocks-ddd-ok-here-are-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/2763788667684628997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/2763788667684628997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/niga-higa-rocks-ddd-ok-here-are-some.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-5544244842893358265</id><published>2009-09-21T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T04:10:01.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I have promised to some people, I shall post some pictures I've taken recently. I'm just gonna one for now. You'll be able to see more in future, that is, if you visit my blog every week! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's up to you guys whether you think this picture is funny or lame, but to me, it's just funny crap (of someone). HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/Srdd9S3f2YI/AAAAAAAAAHc/J0_kOViH9E0/s1600-h/DSC02683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/Srdd9S3f2YI/AAAAAAAAAHc/J0_kOViH9E0/s400/DSC02683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383875187162732930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA! This picture is drawn by Ting Fang and Faith Lim out of fury! :D Guess guess who it is! A little clue: it's one of our teachers! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!  OHMYGAWD I'm being so evil.&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHA! &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-5544244842893358265?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5544244842893358265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-i-have-promised-to-some-people-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5544244842893358265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5544244842893358265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-i-have-promised-to-some-people-i.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/Srdd9S3f2YI/AAAAAAAAAHc/J0_kOViH9E0/s72-c/DSC02683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-3173264297251751428</id><published>2009-09-18T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T07:04:00.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One week (well almost) has passed already that fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M GONNA FLUNK MY GRADE 7 PIANO PRACTICAL EXAM!!! AAAAARRRGGGHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was gonna miss my chinese test that day, but I didn't cause it actually started at 1 not 11 which is when my practical exam started. HAHA. Dumb old me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I stepped into the exam room and greeted my examiner, who apparently looks like an old hag. (Her dressing is 5 times worse than Mrs Seet.) So I played through my scales, which I did very badly for appegios, and my pieces following after which was crap!!! The aural was the worst. The dumb examiner played through each section soooo fast I couldn't hear a freaking thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically I'm so dead this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, as long as I get at least a merit I'm good. (: I'll just hope for the best. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my blog has been DEAD recently cause I don't really have the time to update my blog. But please please please just tag something! I don't wanna see my tagbox to be so "empty"... and I WILL add pictures! In my next post! Promise! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia' (tag PLEASE!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-3173264297251751428?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3173264297251751428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-week-well-almost-has-passed-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/3173264297251751428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/3173264297251751428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-week-well-almost-has-passed-already.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-26384207479220013</id><published>2009-09-06T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:34:25.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY IT'S THE SEPTEMBER HOLIDAYS! REJOICE EVERYONE! NO SCHOOL FOR ONE WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going nuts over BOF songs! WEEE!~ Not those retarded F4 (Flowers 4-WTH?!) guys cause they look gay. No offence to those girls who are totally ga-ga over them. Whenever I watch BOF, I just can't control myself but scutinize at their clothes. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE  THEIR FASHION LIKE NUTS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHA. I'm going to keep this post short cause I wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, happy holidays to everyone! And don't be sad over your bad results! (My results were total deep-shit too.) Make full use of this one week! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(rejoice!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-26384207479220013?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/26384207479220013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/yay-its-september-holidays-rejoice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/26384207479220013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/26384207479220013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/yay-its-september-holidays-rejoice.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-108858453315125041</id><published>2009-08-31T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:29:36.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is just a random poem I created during chinese lesson. Yeah I was totally bored and Taylor Swift suddenly came to my mind. I just loooove her song lyrics! They're the best! Unlike other nonsensical, meaningless lyrics like raps, Lady Gaga's songs, etc. o.o Oh well, PLEASE DON'T LAUGH when you read this. I know it's freaking stupid. o.o But I'm just posting this for fun. =D Inspired by TS! :D (WOOTS!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Bittersweet Story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your voice I hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So deep, so comforting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your warmth so near&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My pain all gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't stop thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About the times we spent together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overwhelmed with joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wished it'd last forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the memories are sinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And slowly disappearing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your picture in my mind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slowly fading, like a reminisce in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You laugh with her&lt;br /&gt;Pushing me aside&lt;br /&gt;I stand away inviscible&lt;br /&gt;Supressing the burden inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps things will change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you'll realise one day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That someone who's been loving you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Has always been in front of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when I see you next time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You would smile at me and say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Hey buddy, I've missed ya."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that's how it's gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My very own fairytale,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With a bittersweet ending. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ARGH I know this is like soooo retarded. But you can just leave any comments about this, whether it's stupid or whatever. Oh and I just realised something, ideas come in naturally when you're bored! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-108858453315125041?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/108858453315125041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-just-random-poem-i-created.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/108858453315125041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/108858453315125041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-just-random-poem-i-created.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-7476770598691546141</id><published>2009-08-28T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:35:15.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I received this totally meaningful essay from my email. It displays the painful truth about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; the struggles, conflicts and generation gaps that I felt were characteristic of young people in our current society.&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;What the Modern Woman Wants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;By Amanda Chong Wei-Zhen (RGS-like wooahh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old woman sat in the backseat of the magenta convertible as it careened down the highway, clutching tightly to the plastic bag on her lap, afraid it may be kidnapped by the wind. She was not used to such speed, with trembling hands she pulled the seatbelt tighter but was careful not to touch the patent leather seats with her callused fingers, her daughter had warned her not to dirty it, 'Fingerprints show very clearly on white, Ma.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her daughter, Bee Choo, was driving and talking on her sleek silver mobile phone using big words the old woman could barely understand. 'Finance''Liquidation' 'Assets' 'Investments'... Her voice was crisp and important and had an unfamiliar lilt to it. Her Bee Choo sounded like one of those foreign girls on television. She was speaking in an American accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old lady clucked her tongue in disapproval. 'I absolutely cannot have this. We have to sell!' Her daughter exclaimed agitatedly as she stepped on the accelerator; her perfectly manicured fingernails gripping onto the steering wheel in irritation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I can't DEAL with this anymore!' she yelled as she clicked the phone shut and hurled it angrily toward the backseat. The mobile phone hit the old woman on the forehead and nestled soundlessly into her lap. She calmly picked it up and handed it to her daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sorry, Ma,' she said, losing the American pretence and switching to Mandarin. 'I have a big client in America . There have been a lot of problems.' The old lady nodded knowingly. Her daughter was big and important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee Choo stared at her mother from the rear view window, wondering what she was thinking. Her mother's wrinkled countenance always carried the same cryptic look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone began to ring again, an artificially cheerful digital tune, which broke the awkward silence. 'Hello, Beatrice! Yes, this is Elaine.' Elaine. The old woman cringed. I didn't name her Elaine. She remembered her daughter telling her, how an English name was very important for 'networking', Chinese ones being easily forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh no, I can't see you for lunch today.. I have to take the ancient relic to the temple for her weird daily prayer ritual.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancient Relic. The old woman understood perfectly it was referring to her. Her daughter always assumed that her mother's silence meant she did not comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, I know! My car seats will be reeking of joss sticks!' The old woman pursed her lips tightly, her hands gripping her plastic bag in defence. The car curved smoothly into the temple courtyard. It looked almost garish next to the dull sheen of the ageing temple's roof. The old woman got out of the back seat, and made her unhurried way to the main hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her daughter stepped out of the car in her business suit and stilettos and reapplied her lipstick as she made her brisk way to her mother's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'Ma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I'll wait outside. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; have an important phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; call to make,' she said, not bothering to hide her disgust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; at the pungent fumes of incense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old lady hobbled into the temple hall and lit a joss stick, she knelt down solemnly and whispered her now familiar daily prayer to the Gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God of the Sky, you have given my daughter luck all these years. Everything I prayed for, you have given her. She has everything a young woman inthis world could possibly want. She has a big house with a swimming pool, a maid to help her, as she is too clumsy to sew or cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her love life has been blessed; she is engaged to a rich and handsome angmoh man. Her company is now the top financial firm and even men listen to what she says. She lives the perfect life. You have given her everything except happiness. I ask that the gods be merciful to her even if she has lost her roots while reaping the harvest of success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you see is not true, she is a filial daughter to me. She gives me a room in her big house and provides well for me. She is rude to me only because I affect her happiness. A young woman does not want to be hindered by her old mother. It is my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old lady prayed so hard that tears welled up in her eyes. Finally, with her head bowed in reverence she planted the half-burnt joss stick into an urn of smouldering ashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bowed once more. The old woman had been praying for her daughter for thirty-two years. When her stomach was round like a melon, she came to the temple and prayed that it was a son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the time was ripe and the baby slipped out of her womb, bawling and adorable with fat thighs and pink cheeks, but unmistakably, a girl. Her husband had icked and punched her for producing a useless baby&lt;br /&gt;who could not work or carry the family name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the woman returned to the temple with her new-born girl tied to her waist in a sarong and prayed that her daughter would grow up and have everything she ever wanted. Her husband left her and she prayed&lt;br /&gt;that her daughter would never have to depend on a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She prayed every day that her daughter would be a great woman, the woman that she, meek and uneducated, could never become. A woman with nengkan; the ability to do anything she set her mind to. A woman who commanded respect in the hearts of men. When she&lt;br /&gt;opened her mouth to speak, precious pearls would fall out and men would listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will not be like me, the woman prayed as she watched her daughter grow up and drift away from her, speaking a language she scarcely understood. She watched her daughter transform from a quiet girl, to&lt;br /&gt;one who openly defied her, calling her laotu; old-fashioned.. She wanted her mother to be 'modern', a word so new there was no Chinese word for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now her daughter was too clever for her and the old woman wondered why she had prayed like that. The gods&lt;br /&gt;had been faithful to her persistent prayer, but the wealth and success that poured forth so richly had buried the girl's roots and now she stood, faceless, with no identity, bound to the soil of her ancestors&lt;br /&gt;by only a string of origami banknotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her daughter had forgotten her mother's values.. Her wants were so ephemeral; that of a modern woman. Power, Wealth, access to the best fashion boutiques, and yet her daughter had not found true happiness. The old woman knew that you could find happiness with much&lt;br /&gt;less. When her daughter left the earth everything she had would count for nothing. People would look to her legacy and say that she was a great woman, but she would be forgotten once the wind blows over, like the&lt;br /&gt;ashes of burnt paper convertibles and mansions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old woman wished she could go back and erase all her big hopes and prayers for her daughter; now she had only one want: That her daughter be happy. She looked out of the temple gate. She saw her daughter&lt;br /&gt;speaking on the phone, her brow furrowed with anger and worry. Being at the top is not good, the woman thought, there is only one way to go from there - down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old woman carefully unfolded the plastic bag and spread out a packet of beehoon in front of the altar. Her daughter often mocked her for worshipping porcelain Gods. How could she pray to them so&lt;br /&gt;faithfully and expect pieces of ceramic to fly to her aid? But her daughter had her own gods too, idols of wealth, success and power that she was enslaved to and worshipped every day of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day was a quest for the idols, and the idols she&lt;br /&gt;worshipped counted for nothing in eternity. All the wants her daughter&lt;br /&gt;had would slowly suck the life out of her and leave her, an empty&lt;br /&gt;soulless shell at the altar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old lady watched her joss tick. The dull heat had left a teetering grey stem that was on the danger of collapsing. Modern woman nowadays, the old lady sighed in resignation, as she bowed to the east one final time&lt;br /&gt;to end her ritual. Modern woman nowadays want so much that they lose their souls and wonder why they cannot find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her joss stick disintegrated into a soft grey powder. She met her daughter outside the temple, the same look of worry and frustration was etched on her daughter's face. An empty expression, as if she was ploughing&lt;br /&gt;through the soil of her wants looking for the one thing that would sow the seeds of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They climbed into the convertible in silence and her daughter drove along the highway, this time not as fast as she had done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ma,' Bee Choo finally said. 'I don't know how to put this. Mark and I have been talking about it and we plan to move out of the big house. The property market is good now, and we managed to get a buyer willing to&lt;br /&gt;pay seven million for it. We decided we'd prefer a cosier penthouse apartment instead. We found a perfect one in Orchard Road . Once we move in to our apartment we plan to get rid of the maid, so we can have more space to ourselves...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old woman nodded knowingly. Bee Choo swallowed hard. 'We'd get someone to come in to do the housework and we can eat out - but once the maid is gone, there won't be anyone to look after you. You will be awfully lonely at home and, besides that, the apartment is rather small. There won't be space. We thought about it for a long time, and we decided the best thing for you is if you moved to a Home. There's one near Hougang&lt;br /&gt;- it's a Christian home, a very nice one.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old woman did not raise an eyebrow. 'I've been there, the matron is willing to take you in.. It's beautiful with gardens and lots of old people to keep you company! I hardly have time for you, you'd be happier there.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You'd be happier there, really.' Her daughter repeated as if to affirm herself. This time the old woman had no plastic bag of food offerings to cling tightly to; she bit her lip and fastened her seat belt, as if it would protect her from a daughter who did not want her anymore. She sunk&lt;br /&gt;deep into the leather seat, letting her shoulders sag, and her fingers trace the white seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ma?' her daughter asked, searching the rear view window for her mother. 'Is everything okay?' What had to be done, had to be done. 'Yes,' she said&lt;br /&gt;firmly, louder than she intended, 'if it will make&lt;br /&gt;you happy,' she added more quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It's for you, Ma! You'll be happier there. You can move there tomorrow, I already got the maid to pack your things.' Elaine said triumphantly, mentally ticking yet another item off her agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I knew everything would be fine.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine smiled widely; she felt liberated. Perhaps getting rid of her mother would make her happier. She had thought about it. It seemed the only hindrance in her pursuit of happiness. She was happy now. She had&lt;br /&gt;everything a modern woman ever wanted; Money, Status, Career, Love,Power and now, Freedom, without her mother and her old-fashioned ways to weigh her down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she was free. Her phone buzzed urgently, she picked it up and read the message, still beaming from ear to ear. 'Stocks 10% increase!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, things were definitely beginning to look up for her... And while searching for the meaning of life in the luminance of her hand phone&lt;br /&gt;screen, the old woman in the backseat became invisible, and she did not see the tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME RIGHT??? Yeah I know it's awesome. LOL WHATEVER. :D&lt;br /&gt;OMG this is the longest post I've ever posted. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-7476770598691546141?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7476770598691546141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-received-this-totally-meaningful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7476770598691546141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7476770598691546141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-received-this-totally-meaningful.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-7050958684763357603</id><published>2009-08-24T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T03:57:35.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah this is random. I'm feeling kinda bored, so I'm just gonna post this inspiritional poem. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't Quit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things go wrong as they sometimes will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the road you're trudging seems all uphill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the funds are low, and the debts are high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you want to smile, but you have to sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When care is pressing you down a bit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rest if you must, but don't you quit.&lt;br /&gt;Success is failure turned inside out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The silver tint of the clouds of doubt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you can never tell how close you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It may be near when it seems afar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, stick to the fight when you're hardest hit - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's when things go wrong that you mustn't quit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope this can be a little motivation to keep everyone going!(: As we all know, school sucks. And it's not our fault. But we still gotta face it! Especially being level co, I've got to face sooo many problems. Like those stupid, stiff-minded, "si ban qiao" seniors. Tsk tsk tsk, some people are just too old to be able to take jokes. Next time I shall call them SC (senior citizens). That should be better name for them. HA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S. This poem is written by some anonymous author and not by me. My poems practically suck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-7050958684763357603?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7050958684763357603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/yeah-this-is-random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7050958684763357603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7050958684763357603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/yeah-this-is-random.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-4212063265568724053</id><published>2009-08-15T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T05:36:57.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAARGHHH!!! I experienced one of the most embarassing moments in my life yesterday!!!o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a rush to go for tuition cause I was kinda late already. So I walked up the escalator in Khatib MRT station real fast. The next thing I knew, I tripped over the sharp edge of the thingy(you know what I mean) and fell flat in the middle. ARGH STUPID GLADIATOR SHOES! When I tried getting up, I fell again.-.- My legs sort of pierced through the sharp edges and there was three outstanding scratch marks on my left leg. WEEHEE. But now it's much better. Except for one huge protruding bump on my left leg.T^T The worst thing was that, NOBODY HELPED. The guy beside me just went, "Tsk, ts, tsk. OOhhh..." NOBODY, I'm telling you, even asked how was I. What kind of freaking society is this?! SINGAPOREANS NEED TO SHOW COURTESY! I mean, if I saw someone who just had a fall, I won't go standing there like some kind of proud ass, going OOOHH. Oh and there was an RI guy behind me. I bet he must have been laughing like mad at me, especially since my butt sort of stuck out when I fell. Oh and I was soooo stupid to say "Sory sorry!" to the guy beside me even after he TSK-ED at me. I seriously don't know what came over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAA!!! EMBARRASSING MUCH!!! O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness the guy was a total geek so it was ok. :D The main issue here is, Singaporeans are such arrogant, selfish people who doesn't even understand the meaning of COURTESY! I've had enough of such experiences! So what if Singapore may be called a "first class country"? Even people from other countries with lower economies are at least willing to lend a helping hand whenever someone is in need! I'm just so disappointed. Oh well, what can I do? The present generation is bound to get worse, nobody would have moral education in mind already. Nobody would even care about others. All they have in mind is ME ME ME. I do have to admit, sometimes I get selfish too. Afterall, that's human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOE is just too focused on STUDIES. They don't even stress on civics. Also, parents are getting more "soft" nowadays. Which is probably why our generation is counted as "the worst of all generations". Pampered, selfish and competitive-words to describe the youngsters nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that PM Lee would send an important message across to ALL Singaporeans about courtesy. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(hide!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-4212063265568724053?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4212063265568724053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/aaaarghhh-i-experienced-one-of-most.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4212063265568724053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4212063265568724053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/aaaarghhh-i-experienced-one-of-most.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-29966556826590366</id><published>2009-08-04T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T06:17:23.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jeez. I can't believe it's been more than a week since I posted. My blog must be silently dead apart from the few tags I received. Oh wells. Too many things happened, too many things passed. I'll just summarize the whole week with three simple words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRESSFUL. SUCKY. SCREAAAAAAAAMM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had another major breakdown. Having to perform in Esplanade on two days without any free time to work on my geography and chinese(argh!!!), the pressure gradually built up. Eventually, I let it all out for I could not hold it any longer. My eyes were so puffy and swollen this morning and my mind was on the verge of collapsing that Ting Fang and I was practically dozing off during maths lesson.(Oops imagine I did not say MATHS.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being level co is another major issue for me. Last week was my first breakdown. STUPID COUNCILLORS AND TEACHERS. That's all I could say. I shall not elaborate much cause thinking about it makes me wanna do the peek-a-boo punch to all their faces. Those who saw it knew what happened, those who didn't, it's okay you don't need to know. (: Basically, I was already sick, but to make things worse, some stupid idiots repeatedly pressurized me. So yeah. Thank goodness those teachers finally woke up and got an assistant for me. I tell you, carrying 11 books every morning from one end of the school to the other end (estimated to be around 500m to 1km) is NOT fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, just get on with life. Despite several setbacks we've faced individually and as a class, let's just forget about the mistakes we committed and improve ourselves. Yeah I know saying it may be easy but doing it is hard. But we don't know what God has prepared for us in the future, do we? The unexpected is yet to come, I tell you. It has yet to come. Let's just hope for the best, shall we? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Thank you to all those people who kept my blog alive even though this blog was not updated till NOW. Thank you so much and keep tagging! Just tag crap or whatever even though there's nothing to tag about. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-29966556826590366?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/29966556826590366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/jeez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/29966556826590366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/29966556826590366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/jeez.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-8777740497548662710</id><published>2009-07-27T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:15:25.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the day when I experienced my first ever WORST BUS TRIP. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 9.40. The King's College Cambridge Choir just ended at Esplanade and I was on my way home. Thankfully,  my aunt and grandfather were with me or I would be frightened out of my wits.&lt;br /&gt;The taxi queue was as long as 100m. So obviously our first reaction would be to forget about taking the cab. So instead, we used the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong with using the bus? There's no harm in it!" Yeah maybe that's what you guys might think. Actually that was I thought at first. Seeing that the bus arrived was a huge relief for me. I didn't want to get back late. Afterall, we were going to have a stupid MEP test today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, it had nothing to do with me getting molested or touched. Nothing to do with any sick or embarrassing incident. But it had something to do with SMELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus passed by Little India (home to all the Banglahdeshis and Indians). Then it happened. When the door first opened to welcome new passengers, the entire bus was suddenly engulfed in this, overpowering and overwhelming pungent smell that seems to be a mixture of MILK, nasi braini, garlands, curry, CURRY and MORE CURRY. Yep. You can totally imagine how that smells can you? Ok even if you don't, there's only one word to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISGUSTING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make matters worst, everyone was squeezed together like packed sardines while lifting up their arms. POOOOOHH!!! Humongous amount of stinking armpit smell was released from those open arms. Instantaneously, I muffled my nose and mouth, trying desperately not to suck in any gas apart from oxygen. One open intake of air and I would feel like puking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh God, oh God, please get me out of here as fast as possible!!! I can't stand it any longer!!!" These thoughts hung onto my mind the whole time. I wished time would zip past fast but instead, it seemed like it would never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 40 minutes of covering my nose and mouth painstakingly, I finally gulped in fresh, non-curry contaminated air when I stepped out of the bus.  HALLELUJAH! I WAS FREEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I reached home, it was 11.05. And I can tell you, I smelled like one(banglah) too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This indeed has caused me a great phobia of curry and banglahs. I gues it will be a looong time since I will take curry again. For now, I shall be anti-curry until, perhaps, I don't know when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(screech!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I wasn't trying to be a racist here or anything but I'm just plainly sharing one of my unforgettable experiences. So to all Indian readers(which I doubt there will be), please don't take it to heart cause I'm just expressing moi's feelings without any offensive intentions. :D&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. This is not a freaking composition. Cause it will suck a lot if it is one. o.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-8777740497548662710?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8777740497548662710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/yesterday-was-day-when-i-experienced-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/8777740497548662710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/8777740497548662710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/yesterday-was-day-when-i-experienced-my.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-838347514200009304</id><published>2009-07-23T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:07:30.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh. I've got a terrible headache this morning and really bad flu. It's all because of yesterday's BORING, MAKES-ME-WANNA-SLEEP concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dozed off twice. Yep. TWICE. Ting Fang was busy oogling at all the RI guys while Hilary was just, uh, watching. The dryest part of the whole concert has go to be the piano and CO instruments performances. Well, I came up with three ideas to entertain ourselves though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hilary and I secretly sent phone themes and explored one another's phones.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We played hangman. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ting Fang, Hilary, Yi Fan, Valery, Rachael, Beverly and I rated the concert over 5 stars.&lt;br /&gt;Yi Fan- 1&lt;br /&gt;Me- 1.5&lt;br /&gt;Hilary- 2 (nice person (: )&lt;br /&gt;Valery- 3-4 (really nice person (: )&lt;br /&gt;Rachael- 4-5 (cause there are cute guys!)&lt;br /&gt;Beverly- 4-5 (same as Rachael! :D)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I must say my dear Rachael and Beverly, that all the guys looked like KANASAI! Especially RI GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They are GEEKOS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey hey! You know what. RI guys are damn hot sia! Really leh!" -Tingfang.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, Hil's and my reaction was,"You've got to be kidding me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about DEPRIVATION OF BOYS. HA! Our dear St. Nicks girls have finally gotten an exposure to the world of the opposite sex! For this, I give you one clap! *CLAP!* YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh goodness. Don't you loooove my sarcasm? C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I've got to stop sarcastinating(it's a new word I created!) or my mind will blow off. Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-838347514200009304?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/838347514200009304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/argh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/838347514200009304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/838347514200009304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-441114717824957175</id><published>2009-07-19T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T04:41:38.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHURCH CAMP TOTALLY RAWKED!!!! IT WAS 1000000000000 TIMES BETTER THAN I THOUGHT! WOOHOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came late cause I had to go for dumb choir rehearsal in the morning and I also had to attend my piano teacher's wedding at Fullerton Hotel(weehee!). By the time I reached there, the games session was about to end. :( Sad. Anyway, the best part of the whole camp was bible lesson. That was the time when I could really feel the GREATNESS OF GOD!=D Everyone could feel God's presence. The feeling is totally indescribable. I just felt totally at ease and that God loves me sooooo soooooooooo much. :DDD Something totally AWESOME happened during the receiving of the Holy Spirit. But I'm not gonna write it though, in fear of offending some people. :X Maybe you guys can ask me personally cause the experience is totally overwhelming.=DDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just wanna say: THANK YOU GOD FOR BABTISING ME WITH THE HOLY SPIRIT! I promise I will do my three commitments from tomorrow onwards:&lt;br /&gt;1) Read at least one paragraph of the bible every day.(though it's an extremely hard task for me  to do)&lt;br /&gt;2) I'll TRY MY BEST to bring my friends to church every week.&lt;br /&gt;3) I'll be a better councillor in school. (in other words, I won't slack so much. :X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAISE THE LORD! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-441114717824957175?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/441114717824957175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/church-camp-totally-rawked-it-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/441114717824957175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/441114717824957175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/church-camp-totally-rawked-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-7639495416752993659</id><published>2009-07-10T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:40:16.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got two things to clarify in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEGAN FOX ISN'T A DUDE!!!&lt;/span&gt; Ha! Thank goodness. All that shock and gossip for nothing! LOL! Sorry for the total fright dudes (as in boys I mean since all the guys say she's hot). :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And secondly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MICHEAL JACKSON'S FUNERAL MEMORIAL RAWKED!!!&lt;/span&gt; As in, the whole presentation was totally rocking. :D And I feel ultra sad for his daughter, Paris Katherine Jackson. ): AWW... Ohoh, there was this CNN video in which "Michael's ghost" was spotted. It was really cool. :D Trust me, its' not scary at all. You can go watch it on youtube!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST LOVE MICHAEL JACKSON'S SONGS! They're honestly waaaayy better than Taylor Swift's and Miley Cyrus' songs. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST EAT IT!!!&lt;/span&gt; XB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm prepared to fail for my lit test. So much for studying so hard. T^T I'm SOSOSOSOSO dead. Thank God I got A2 for geography. YIPEEE! But of course I know that I could have done much better with more effort. :D Oh congrats to Zhi Jie btw! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the weeks ahead be better and better for us! (although there'll be an increasing number of dumb tests.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-7639495416752993659?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7639495416752993659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-got-two-things-to-clarify-in-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7639495416752993659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7639495416752993659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-got-two-things-to-clarify-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-6510861228343833834</id><published>2009-07-04T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:20:48.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How's the first week of school so far everyone? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe one week zipped past just like that. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week been's a normal school week for me. More tests, more homework. more boring lessons. I got appointed to become level co. (LYNN AND FAITH!!!!!) and become the councillor who has people rushing to her table just to take everyone's temperature. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The upcoming weeks will get tougher and more stressful. So hang on girls! Let's unite and go through this ordeal for the following weeks!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say much. Cause I'm sure everyone knows what school's like- BORING. Oh but there was one announcement that made me super-duper-ultra-mega happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CCA IS SUSPENDED FOR THE WHOLE TERM!!! YAY!!!:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dang. I suddenly remembered. This means that I will have choir practices during recess instead.-.- ARGH!!!! I HATE missing my precious 35 minutes of freedom. :(  And furthermore, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;IHATECHOIR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oopies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I added two of my favourite Michael Jackson's songs, I'll Be There and Ben, into my playlist. They are the last two songs in my mixpod. So if you're interested, you can just listen to it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. OMG MEGAN FOX USED TO BE GUY! HAHAHAHA! Laugh at all those dumb guys who calimed to watch Transformers just to look at Megan Fox! HAHAHAHAHA!!! But her boobs looked so real.o.o Oh wells, I don't care. Hahahahaha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-6510861228343833834?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6510861228343833834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/hows-first-week-of-school-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6510861228343833834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6510861228343833834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/hows-first-week-of-school-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-9137370546497645288</id><published>2009-06-28T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T03:22:16.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You just turn around and ya know it. THE SCHOOL HOLIDAYS ARE OVER. Lemme repeat. OVERRRRRRRR. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as if the beginning of the June holidays just started yesterday, and before you know it... Hey! We're going back to school tomorrow! Aren't you excited??? I so am! I wanna see my lovely wonderful great teachers and get more fun homework to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like they say, time passes fast when you play, but when you work real hard, time goes reaaalll sloooww. And I can tell you, we should all cherish time cause it passes fast. REAL FAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. School's part of life. And life has its ups and downs. We can't change the future. It's all in God's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I wish all all the best to your studies! Be happy in school! Don't fret when there's a setback! Just move on with life! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-9137370546497645288?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/9137370546497645288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-just-turn-around-and-ya-know-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/9137370546497645288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/9137370546497645288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-just-turn-around-and-ya-know-it.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-7230259013032555116</id><published>2009-06-27T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:26:16.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. I CAN'T BELIEVE MICHAEL JACKSON, THE PHENOMENAL POP ICON, DIED AT THE AGE OF 50. OOOOMMMGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sooo looking forward to watching him perform in Singapore during his World Tour!!! And now he just perished untimely!!! Oh gosh. This must be a sad moment for billions of people worldwide.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give my condolences to his family, especially to his 3 kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson, although I might not be a fan of yours, I still think you ROCK. You're a musical genius that changed history and NO ONE can ever replace you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REST IN PEACE MJ. You will always be in our hearts! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beat it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-7230259013032555116?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7230259013032555116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7230259013032555116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7230259013032555116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-508379832270108373</id><published>2009-06-22T19:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:24:51.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Urgh. The extension of schools holidays is cancelled. ARGH!!! I don't wanna go back to school!!!&lt;br /&gt;I've got this huge confession to make, but I hope it won't hurt anyone. I'm just saying this to get my feelings sorted out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St Nicks has never been felt like home to me. I don't know why but I just can't have this strong bonding with my own school. Even though Northland can be quite crappy too but at least I have a sense of belonging there. Sometimes I go to school with a heavy heart, while some other times I wished I just weren't in that school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't click with the people in St Nicks very well. Maybe because I'm new to the all-girls environment? Maybe because the people there are very different from Northland?(in a sense where there are less gangsters and more weird people.) I've met lots of different people in school; there are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;REALLY GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; ones, but there are also uh, real ****** ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this holidays, I've been having outings with my close primary school friends. And whenever we spend time together, I feel happiness that I've never felt before in St Nicks. It's like these friends of mine are real, true friends, awesome friends that are worth cherished your whole life. And that's when I found my sense of belonging. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"A true friend is the greatest of all blessings, and that which we take the least care of all to acquire."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~François Duc de La Rochefoucauld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-508379832270108373?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/508379832270108373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/urgh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/508379832270108373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/508379832270108373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-5670699504634362163</id><published>2009-06-16T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T05:27:16.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today we had a total blast in Science Centre!=DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole group of us (Rachel Chew, Rachel Yew, Mark, Hui En, Li Zhong, Gordon, Deon, Ryan, Ernest, me and my brother) went to the Da Vinci exhibition today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, this Da Vinci dude is like a total genius. He's a painter, musician, sculptor, inventor and someone who studies the human body in details (I forgot what it's called). I guess he's better than Alberto Einsteino then.o.o Oh and he has a really unique and fascinating way of writing. All his words are written in a mirror image way so practically no one can understand what on earth he's writing (unless you got super brain cells) but he only does that when he's writing his own personal notes. Of course he would write in the normal way when he writes to other people. ISN'T THAT COOL???=DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He created lots of machines and stuff too which are kind of interesting. And he drew all the human body parts in deep details! His drawings are AWESOME. :D He's DA MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and of course the coolest part of the whole exhibition is history's most amazing painting, MONA LISA. It is actually unfinished cause Da Vinci died before it was completed. SAD. There are lots of mysteries behind Mona Lisa btw. For instance, experts speculated that Mona Lisa might be Da Vinci's own self potrait or maybe different subjects put together to form the painting. There are lots of cool stuff in the exhibition so, yeah. You guys should check it out one day. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahs, on the way home we had a funny dream-telling session in the MRT. Deon was retelling his Transformers dreams then I started talking about my dream and everyone was laughing all the way. I guess Gordon's and Deon's favourite phrase must be "Hey guess what??? I DON'T CARE!=D High five man!" -.- Yeah I know it's stupid. I pity Rachel Yew lots. The two monkeys kept on teasing her too! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (sorry rach. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCK ON LEONARDO DA VINCI! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smiel!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-5670699504634362163?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5670699504634362163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-we-had-total-blast-in-science.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5670699504634362163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5670699504634362163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-we-had-total-blast-in-science.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-4556953257537379237</id><published>2009-06-12T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T08:07:39.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH.MY.GAWD. There's only one word to describe June, particularly this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon everyone agrees with me that these few days has been super duper ultra mega greatly tremendously burning supercalifragilisticexpielidociously HOT. I stuck myself in my room the whole day, the aircon blasting at me. I just can't take the heat anymoreeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been totally afraid of heat since young. It's just a natural instinct for me to run to a shade when there's sunlight on me. I've always loved COLD.=DDD Maybe that's what made me sorta cold-blooded sometimes.&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon I awoke from my nap with a huge throbbing headache. STUPID BROTHER. He adjusted the aircon temperature to 17 degrees!!! So obviously, when I came out of my room, I was like 'AHH!'. (Cause it's like from super cold to super hot. You get what I mean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad, sad, sad. It's gonna get HOTTER in time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all because of evil mankind!!! Because of selfishness and greed, we destroyed our only home with this totally sucky global warming weather!!! (pause) Ok I was being dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I think we should start a campain or something and encourage everyone to do their part in preventing global warming. Although it's inevitable for global warming to never come, but still, we can do our part in saving MOTHER EARTH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So switch off the lights when you leave your room people!&lt;br /&gt;Bring your own bags when you go shopping!&lt;br /&gt;Use public transport!&lt;br /&gt;Every teeny weeny little things you do makes a HUGE difference!&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO GREEN!=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I know switching the air-conditioner the whole day ain't helping but it's only going to be for today. No more whole-day-stuck-in-room-for-aircon. Promise. :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-4556953257537379237?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4556953257537379237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4556953257537379237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4556953257537379237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-7516602817658576121</id><published>2009-06-03T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T04:48:10.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GWEATT. I'm sooooooooooooooooo gonna fail for SMO. Weehee! If you're wondering what's SMO, it's actually the Singapore Maths Olympiad A.K.A THE KILLER MATH PAPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of 35 questions, I think I can only do like, er, lemme see.... 1 or 2? I KNOW! IT'S SO AMAZING RIGHT! And I left about 20 plus questions BLANK. MWAHAHAHHAHA!!! i didn't even bother doing it properly cause I couldn't wait to play tresure hunt during councillor camp!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, I so can't wait to get my certificate. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of councillor camp, IT RAWKED TO THE CORE!!! The best part was MOVIE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;Get Smart was super funny. Especially when the guy got stapled on his head. HAHA! I know I'm such a sadist. I must be the only one laughing hysterically cause all the others were like,'OOO ahh!!' and I was like,'HAHAHAHHA!!! THAT'S SO FUNNY!' =DDDDDDD And Lynn called me,'You saddistic person!!!' XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. And thanks Pamela, Faith Lim, Rachael Wong, Lynn, Kai Wen and Beverly for all your awesomeness! KEEP SMILIN'!;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-7516602817658576121?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7516602817658576121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/gweatt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7516602817658576121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7516602817658576121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/gweatt.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-3334288838771736374</id><published>2009-05-28T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T19:02:32.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally freaked everyone out yesterday with my dramatic GHOST STORIES. The look on Pam's face was super hilarious. She was like screaming at me the whole time. "DON'T LOOK AT ME TIARA! DON'T LOOK AT ME!!!" Awww.... It's so adorable when she screams like that, especially when her eyes go SUPER BIG, BIGGER THAN HER ALREADY HUGE EYES.=DDD The creepy laughing ghost was the scariest (for me) and the Sally one was also quite freaky. Especially DA SONG. 'Sally... I'm on your bed now... COME AND GET ME!!!' and 'Brother tickle my toes, YOU WERE THE ONE WHO KILLED ME!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHA!!! &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess was nonetheless fun as well. Faith Lim, Rachael Wong, Ting Fang, Hilary, Pamela, Joelle and me.(going down the table) I don't know how but we just started talking about 'flower tongues'. As in, some people can roll their tongues into a shape of a flower. Yeah I know. IT'S AMAZING. So here's how the convo between Pam and me went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey Pamela, have you ever seen anyone that can roll their tongues into a shape of a flower?&lt;br /&gt;Pam: HUH?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh nevermind. Cause I just met someone who could do that yesterday and...&lt;br /&gt;Pam: *ROLLS HER TONGUE INTO THE FLOWER SHAPE* like this?&lt;br /&gt;Me: YEEEOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: *LAUGH LAUGH LAUGH*&lt;br /&gt;Me: OH MY GAWD! YOU CAN DO THAT TOO? OMG! YOU'RE LIKE THE SECOND PERSON WHOM I KNOW CAN DO THAT!!!O.O&lt;br /&gt;Pam: HAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know!!! Pamela has got a hidden talent! SHE CAN ROLL HER TONGUE INTO THE FLOWER SHAPEEE! She should totally go for the One Minute Of Fame and flash her cool tongue to everyone. Although it will be totally gross. BUT STILL! It's sooo cool!!! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, yesterday was a TOTALLY FUN day. HAHA. Going recess with you guys was simply exhilirating! HAHAHA!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-3334288838771736374?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3334288838771736374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahahahahahahahaha-d-recess-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/3334288838771736374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/3334288838771736374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahahahahahahahaha-d-recess-was.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-7998869425744856334</id><published>2009-05-26T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:24:42.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEEEEHEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!! I'M FINALLY FREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exam was ok I guess. Except for the sight-singing part. I was singing total crap cause I didn't even know what the hell I was singing. Seriously. The examiner just said, 'Ok.......o.o' in the man-you-really-suck-at-this tone. So I just smiled widely and went, 'Heeheehee...=DDD' ARGH I TOTALLY SCREWED UP FOR THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I swallowed TWICE during the pieces. EMBARRASING MUCH!!! It wasn't very obvious for the first time, the second was well, erm, quite obvious but I just moved on.=D I'll just pray hard and cross my fingers that I'll get a distinction.&gt;&lt; Cause if I don't, I'm gonna be SOO dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's performance was kinda exciting cause there was a whole row of ministers in front of us while we were performing. Ohoh! You might be able to see me performing on TV tonight! One reminder though: don't turn on the TV cause I look freaking retarded. And FAT. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole experience was ok I guess. At least it's not as nerve-wrecking as the exam. (The examiner looked like the female version of Albert Einstein. Just that she's funnier and does not have such a HUGE brain.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's it for now. Let's just hope that the weeksss ahead will be better. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-7998869425744856334?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7998869425744856334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/weeeeheeeeeeee-im-finally-free-sort-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7998869425744856334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7998869425744856334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/weeeeheeeeeeee-im-finally-free-sort-of.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-8758889784738650792</id><published>2009-05-25T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:58:36.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's the thing: I CAN'T FREAKING SIGHT-SING AT ALL. As I was practicing just now, I could only sing the first note (cause it's given by the examiner) and a few others. THAT'S ALL. And I need to sing like, 3 lines?! Yeah, so I'm in deep trouble for that. Getting a pass for sight-singing is already a HUGE achievement for me. Hopefully I'll get at least five. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confident: =D&lt;br /&gt;Okayish: =)&lt;br /&gt;Worried: =S&lt;br /&gt;DOOMED: X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pieces (songs): =)/=D&lt;br /&gt;Aural: =)/=S&lt;br /&gt;Sight-singing: X((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so that's about it. All the best to myself. Get distinction Tiara! You can do it!--&gt;self-motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get back to practice. So... CIAO. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more hours till meeting that new ang moh dude (examiner).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(scream!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-8758889784738650792?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8758889784738650792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/heres-thing-i-cant-freaking-sight-sing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/8758889784738650792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/8758889784738650792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/heres-thing-i-cant-freaking-sight-sing.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-7024518021933587884</id><published>2009-05-25T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:10:22.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! I changed my number! Please take note!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY NEW NUMBER: 81613080&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAA!!!! My singing exam is TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm-one word-DOOOOMEDDD!!! I'm still not totally prepared for my aural and sight-singing!!! I'M SO DEAD!!! AAAA!!!! Wish me good luck!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 more hours till meeting that new ang moh dude (examiner).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(scream!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-7024518021933587884?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7024518021933587884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-everyone-i-changed-my-number-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7024518021933587884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/7024518021933587884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-everyone-i-changed-my-number-please.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-932683246268924461</id><published>2009-05-24T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T06:17:59.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;OMG!!! KRIS WON AMERICAN IDOL!!! NOT ADAM!!! SHOCKING MUCH!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows that Adam Lambert was going to clinch the title 'American Idol' but OMG, Kris was the one who was the new AI!!! Maybe it's because of the Adam-might-be-gay-or-bisexual issue. And secondly, Kris a devout Christian who's a church worshiper... So yeah. I don't know. But I sorta find it annoying when Adam hits those really high notes and go 'yyyeeeAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to others I guess. Oh yeah btw, TATIYANNA AND KATRINA WERE TOTAL LAUGHSTOCKS ON THE FINAL NIGHT! HAHA!!! Mad woman and bikini girl appeared! Hyukhyukhyuk!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the result is, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I STILL LOVE AMERICAN IDOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AND PLEASE DON'T QUIT SIMON! I LOVE YOU TOO! Not. I mean for the second part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. Singapore Idol is coming up next. Gawd. I wonder why those producers are dumb enough to have another boring season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, AMERICAN IDOL RAWKS EVEN MORE!!!!! GO CRAZY PEOPLE!!! GO KRIS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(sing!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-932683246268924461?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/932683246268924461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-kris-won-american-idol-not-adam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/932683246268924461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/932683246268924461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-kris-won-american-idol-not-adam.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-3032042323186505390</id><published>2009-05-15T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:52:19.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't expect a week packed crazy tests would end up being a, sorta &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's because several unexpected great things happened. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got the second best in class for MATHS! =D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My group was commented for the best MEP drama! =D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got a GOLD for NAPFA for the very first time! =D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got chosen for COUNCILLOR! =D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got A1 for science! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;And the best thing that happened this week is.... (Drumroll)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I IMPROVED MY CHINESE FROM A D7 TO A B3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEHEEE!!! :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they all say, no pain no gain!XD So I guess all the blood I shed for Chinese finally paid off. BUT OF COURSE, I can't just let my hair down and stop working hard. I'm aiming for an A next semester! :D Although it may be impossible, at least a little improvement would lift my spirits!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna work hard. Do my best and persevere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-3032042323186505390?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3032042323186505390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-didnt-expect-week-packed-crazy-tests.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/3032042323186505390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/3032042323186505390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-didnt-expect-week-packed-crazy-tests.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-1237410123332292617</id><published>2009-05-09T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T03:36:35.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yep. I've officially joined Facebook, after being forced multiple times by others. Wee-hee. I've joined Facebook and I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO happy.                                                   &lt;br /&gt;-.-'''&lt;br /&gt; I just read an aritcle about FB in the Straits Times today and the title was "Facebook 'brain dead'? It depends". Last month, studies have shown that students who use Facebook tend to have poorer school results than non-users - apparently a half grade point lower. (Oooh wow, isn't that amazing?) I'm not trying to imply here that all of those out there who has FB are total bimbos and retards, neither do I completely believe that this statement is true. I'm quite dubious actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Is this "Facebok Brian Drain" for real? Does reconnecting with your friends, trawling through their pictures and inteeacting through games and quizzes really lower your IQ? Well, I'm just gonna sit on the face and say that the answers should by decided on a case-by-case basis.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“As a consequence, the mid-21st century mind might almost be infantilized, characterised by short attention spans, sensationalism, inability to emphathise and a shaky sense of identity,” said Susan Greenfield, a University of Oxford neuroscientist. She warned that “the instant feedback and impersonal communication offered by social networking sites could drive behaviour in negative directions.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, are Facebook games really are a waste of time and brain cells? It is stated that it depends, on whether the lessons – social or mental - are identified and absorbed by the Facebooker. I absolutely agree with this allegation. Why? Here’s my point of view…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows that FB can be very addictive. You’re able to communicate and interact with your friends, upload photos of yourself, play games and quizzes, etc, but are they all worth it? There are pros and cons in everything. One important example which I feel worth talking about, is regarding meeting new strangers online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In girls’ view: A 21-year-old guy adds you on FB, you add him, he talks to you, you talk to him, you think he’s nice, he puts really cute pictures of himself, both of you wanna meet up with one another, and TADA. He turns out to be something else that you have never imagined in your ‘lala flirting world’.  I’ve heard of such events. And I’m definitely not surprised at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course there are the advantages. You’re able to keep in touch with your old friends, maybe see what the heck your kid has been doing (if you’re a parent), and share your unforgettable experiences with others. Blah blah blah. And practically everyone LOVES IT CAUSE IT’S FUN.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not going to update as often or add as many photos as others. Facebook, to me, is just a place where I get to see how my friends are doing, what they’ve been up to and also a website where I can do quizzes whenever I want to. I’m not a Facebook addict. Or will I be one in near future? I don’t know. But there’s one thing I know for sure though- it’s better than doing Chinese compositions. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-1237410123332292617?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1237410123332292617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/yep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/1237410123332292617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/1237410123332292617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/yep.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-3863185024209079204</id><published>2009-04-30T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T08:22:45.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M STARTING TO LOVE CHOIR!!!:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok not that I DISLIKE choir, it's just that we Sec 1s have been neglected cause the seniors are so busy with SYF... But today's orientation was SUPER FUN!!!=DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were split into many groups and I was in group 8!=D Our leader was Vanessa and... Well, at first I thought ALL the Sec 3 seniors were super fierce so I was like super scared, but in the end, I was wrong cause SHE WAS SUPER FRIENDLY!!!XDDDDDDD LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first game was quite interesting. I was chosen to play scissors-paper-stone with another girl from the other group and I WON!!! Ok no big deal.-.- BUT IT MADE LOTS OF DIFFERENCE cause if I didn't win, our group would have lost!!! I shall not elaborate much on the game cause it's kind of complicated.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next game was kind of disgusting cause it involves flour. When I mean flour, I mean flour all over your face and in your mouth? So yeah, it felt disgusting. Especially when it is stuck inside your teeth. X( It went like this: there are several sweets hidden in a container of flour. Each group member had to run and dig the sweet out using your mouth and NOT your hands. So in other words, you gotta stuck your whole face inside to search for one dumb sweet. The group that got all the sweets out first will win. I know it's kinda dumb but that's how it was. When it was my turn, I had difficulty searching for the sweet cause IT WAS RIGHT DEEP INSIDE!!!O-O&lt;br /&gt;By the time I got a sweet, my face was like a ghost.=D And there was flour in my mouth. OK SICK!!!!!!! But in the end, WE STILL WON!!!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third game was somewhat similar to maplestory(that's what the game masters said, I got no memory of playing maplestory cause it's soooo last century). And urm, there were bursting of water balloons involved. So one of my group members and I were like squashing our butts together to burst the water balloon... AND IT DID WITHIN SECONDS!! Butt-power!XD The bad news was that our butts were super wet, like we just pee-ed or something. EW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we played the caterpillar game! I'm sure some of you know what is it like, but to those who don't, let me just make it short-you have to basically, form a caterpillar-like line(thus it's name). I got blisters after that and my butt was like TOTALLY HURTING!?! Ok enough butt-talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last game was the scariest game I've ever played!!!O.O It was like, we had to enter this super dark room in pairs and we had to take pictures of GHOSTS!!!&gt;&lt; &gt;&lt; &gt;&lt; &gt;&lt; &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was Li Ann and my turn, both of us were like clutching super tightly onto one another, while I was holding the torch and she was taking the camera. When we first stepped into the room, I was already FREAKING OUT LIKE MAD, and I started screaming gibberish to distract myself from the eerie music. It sounded something like,"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOO!!!!!! BAGAGAGAGGAGAGNADAIOBHAOFIBHAIOA!!!!!!ooooooOOOOOOOOoooooooOOOOO! GOSSYGOSSY WHERE ARE YOU!!!" As I was screaming hysterically, I was like waving the torch everywhere so Li Ann shouted,'Just shut up!! I can't see the freaking ghost!!!' Then someone touched me and I opened my eyes and went,"oooh!" only to see a girl in a blood-splattered white T-shirt crouching in front of us. So it wasn't THAT scary in the end. I just said,"Oh, HI. You look like sh**." I said that word cause I hyperventilated too much which somehow affected my brain. So... My apologies to that senior. Anyways, we ran out screaming like hell again after that. I know I've got no guts but seriously I was damn scared. I swear Disneyland is a hundred times more scarier than that. At least that's what Vanessa said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole orientation ended with PIZZA TIME! So all of us went home happily.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEHEEEEE!!! Today was total fun-ness!!!! HAHA!! XD I would like to say a BIG thank you to all those seniors who put in a lot of effort to put up such a great event!:DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-3863185024209079204?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3863185024209079204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-starting-to-love-choirddd-ok-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/3863185024209079204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/3863185024209079204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-starting-to-love-choirddd-ok-not.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-1680935456500004175</id><published>2009-04-25T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T06:21:01.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As usual, my enlish tuition today was totally fun.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was chaos in the class when Mrs Koh(our tuition teacher) left the class. As you all know, I've given specific names to two retarded guys (Jason and Wen Le) a special nickname-CHARCOAL-FACE! You can figure out by the word 'charcoal-face' that their faces are well, dark like charcoal. Hence the name.=D I know I'm being utterly lame but it just came to my mind all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ANYWAYS, I was making fun of them(as usual) and blurted out,"Ya know, there are three types of chickens in our class. There are white, dark and completely dakr chickens. The white chicken is the one that has it's feathers just plucked out and IS NOT DEAD YET. The dark chicken is a roasted chicken which means, it's been cooked. The CHAO DA chicken is the one that has been OVER-COOKED so it's totally burnt." I shall not say which chicken refers to who but I'm sure you guys who are reading this should know under which category you're in. (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAA!!! I'm talking crap!!!!O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point, Jason was pissed so he called me 'satay'. I don't know what he means but I just know it's meant to be a HUGE insult. At least it isn't as bad as 'TIARA VS SARDINES'.-.- And during the fight I was like laughing and scolding at the same time so it came up out kind of crappy. "HAHAHA... YOU... HAHAHAHA!!! IDIOT! HAHA....' Yeah you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when it was singing session (I know this is weird but whatever), we had to sing this dumb spanish song. And in the song there's a &lt;em&gt;tierra&lt;/em&gt; word, which somehow sounds like my name.-.- It was '&lt;em&gt;en &lt;strong&gt;tierra&lt;/strong&gt;, quiero alzar el&lt;/em&gt;' and the boys had to sing that part so.... They were laughing their heads off.-.- Ok I couldn't help it but laugh too CAUSE IT SOUNDED SO STUPID?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEEEEHEEEEE!!!! MAKING FUN OF PEOPLE IS &lt;strong&gt;FUN&lt;/strong&gt;!!!:DDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been crapping all along so I shall shut up now. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buh bye people!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. To those three guys who might be reading this, this is just a joke so please don't take thise to heart.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-1680935456500004175?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1680935456500004175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/as-usual-my-enlish-tuition-today-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/1680935456500004175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/1680935456500004175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/as-usual-my-enlish-tuition-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-9110366080344700090</id><published>2009-04-18T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T06:11:33.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok it's beena  real long time since I posted.o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally the past few days has been... HECTIC. So hectic I don't have time to post. In short, my life is &lt;u&gt;super&lt;/u&gt; busy. With my singing exam and piano exam coming up, plus SLO choir and blah blah blah blah, I'm going nuts soon. To make matters worse, my mom can't stop nagging at me about crap and... My baby cousin is here. Which means... Cries of wails were heard almost every hour. She may be adorable and all, but seriously, I sometimes can't stand small toddlers I don't know why. But honestly speaking, of all dumb toddlers, I like her most. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know girls at my age should be all "Oh my gosh! That p1 girl is sooo cute!" but I'm sorta different. I just go "Oh. Right." =DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM EVILLL!!!!!!!! All those annoying kids who come for cell group at my house every saturday are TOTALLY scared of me.&gt;:D MWAHAHAHAHA!!! Ok about the "Oh. Right" part, that was just a joke. But I SERIOUSLY hate those freaky kids who run around my house just get on my nerves!!!!!!o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY AM I EVEN TALKING ABOUT KIDS???? Gawd. I guess I got too much brain damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born intelligent but education ruined me!!!!!!!                           (ok, random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'll try my best to post as much as possible. For all those people who still tag although I don't post much, THANKS SO MUCH!!!=D I don't care if it's spams or crap or whatever nice, I just wanna say thank you for keeping my blog alive!!!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough crapping. Tatas!X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-9110366080344700090?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/9110366080344700090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-its-beena-real-long-time-since-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/9110366080344700090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/9110366080344700090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-its-beena-real-long-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-5825349437825125213</id><published>2009-04-11T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T06:20:11.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! YESTERDAY WAS SPAM-SPREE DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok _____ and I were super bored so we just started spamming people.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people whom we spammed:&lt;br /&gt;1)Hao Ran&lt;br /&gt;2)Derrick&lt;br /&gt;3)Ryan&lt;br /&gt;4)Jerome&lt;br /&gt;5)Gordon&lt;br /&gt;(the following are ranked from MOST FUN to LEAST FUN. So know you know who are the sensitive and block-head people. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All along it was ME ME ME, so for all those idiots who believed(which is all of them) that it was my 'friend' who spammed, YOU ARE SO STUPID. TEE HEE!!! Give a slap on your face for all those who fell for my trick! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm soooo evil. _____ was all along beside me, laughing like mad. I thought she looked like a lunatic. HAHA! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I got a really bad flu and sore throat and headache for the past few days. But still, YESTERDAY WAS SUPER FUN!!! Thanks so much _____ for cheering me up!!! YOU RAWK!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOoHoO!!! &lt;u&gt;THE RETARDS&lt;/u&gt; all the waaaayyy!!!!!!O^o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my crap. TOODLES!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I've got my own reason to not reveal who _____ is. So don't ask me.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-5825349437825125213?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5825349437825125213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/wahahahahahaha-yesterday-was-spam-spree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5825349437825125213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/5825349437825125213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/wahahahahahaha-yesterday-was-spam-spree.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-1728254604590327065</id><published>2009-04-04T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:17:48.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. OMG. OMG. I just realised... I DON'T HAVE PERFECT-PITCH. Oh my goodness me. Perfect-pitch is born! And I DON'T HAVE IT! How am I going to do for my sight-singing exam?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just did some research on perfect-pitch, and all the results came out to be real shocking. As in, omg-I'm-so-dead shocking. It really stumped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M DOOOOOOOOMED!!!!!!!!!O.O'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abstracted from Wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possessors of absolute pitch exhibit the ability in varying degrees. Generally, absolute pitch implies some or all of the following abilities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Identify by name individual pitches (e.g. A, B, C#) played on various instruments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Name the key of a given piece of tonal music just by listening (without reference to an external tone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Identify and name all the tones of a given chord or other tonal mass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sing a given pitch without an external reference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Name the pitches of common everyday noises such as car horns &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;And guess what? I can't do any! Hui En came over on thursday to help me (I should thank her a BILLION times) and when she pressed on all the notes and I'm like 'What???????' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know I'm super hopeless at this. I wonder if you guys have perfect pitch? So far among all my friends, I'm the only one who does not have it. BOOHOO.): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abstracted from several websties:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perfect Pitch - Is what you're born with&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"No, it cannot be learnt. You are born with it or not. There are courses that are poop that tell you it's possible. You can, however, develop relative pitch, which comes from constantly practicing and playing and finally hearing things. I don't have this, but I can tell when I listen to music that the guitar player is playing a dropped tuning, an open tuning, open chords and usually I can figure the song out without hearing more than a few times. This is because I understand the physical aspects of the guitar and hear things like open strings. Plus, I hear intervals, which is better than perfect pitch in my opinion. I had friends that were border line insane from having perfect pitch (can you imagine knowing what note a fart is in, my friends knew)."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SHOOT. Any help????????????????????????????? I don't wanna fail my sight-singing!!!&gt;&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-1728254604590327065?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1728254604590327065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/1728254604590327065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/1728254604590327065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-5353352363204102717</id><published>2009-03-27T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T04:31:57.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Climb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can almost see it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That dream I am dreaming &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But there's a voice inside my head saying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You'll never reach it" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every step I'm taking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every move I make feels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lost with no directions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My faith is shaking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I gotta keep trying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta keep my head held high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Always gonna be an uphill battle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the climb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The struggles I'm facing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The chances I'm taking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes might knock me down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But no, I'm not breaking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I may not know it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But these are the moments that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna remember most, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just gotta keep going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I, I gotta be strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just keep pushing on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause there's always gonna be another mountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Always gonna be an uphill battle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I gonna have to lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the climb, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna&lt;br /&gt;wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be an uphill battle&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I gonna&lt;br /&gt;have to lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's&lt;br /&gt;waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Keep on moving, keep climbing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep the faith, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's all about, it's all about the climb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;keep the faith, keep your faith, whoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-5353352363204102717?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5353352363204102717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-517531805657261370</id><published>2009-03-26T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T02:15:05.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK that's it. MY RESULTS SUCK. And I SERIOUSLY need help with my chinese A.K.A my WORST NIGHTMARE. I don't get it! Why must we learn chinese up to that difficult standard?!?! Hello??? Our universal language is ENGLISH, and China is currently working on their English while WE are stressing so much on chinese. Yeah, they all say that we must be able to speak chinese fluently and FABULOUSLY cause China's economic growth is booming and all, and so in future, if we're doing business or whatever, we are able to communicate with them to build good relationships, etc... But aren't we just conflicting with each other???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok whatever. Some of you must be thinking I'm talking crap. And I definitely am. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, my parents can't really speak in chinese. Especially MY MOM. If youe ever listen to her speaking in chinese, you'll just die of laughter. My dad's chinese is OK I guess, but my tuition teacher said that it ain't good enough. So whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I NEVER speak chinese at home. Growing up with two Indonesian parents, our common language is either English(Father and brother) or Indonesian(Mom and maid). So that's why I've got some serious problem with chinese grammar. Yep. I sometimes get them all mixed up. But language isn't really a huge problem for me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I have to admit this myself but... I don't read chinese books. Cause erm.... They're exceptionally boring? Not that I don't understand, but it's just DEAD boring for me. Just reading a single page makes me wanna sleep already. Especially those stories like about Xi You Ji, San Guo Yan Yi, etc. I just don't get it! It's just fighting here, fighting there, everyone dies, hero wins, end of story, blah blah blah! (If you are fans of such stories, then I'm deeply sorry for the comment.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly... Have I ever mentioned that my school is a sep school and chinese is our strength (but not mine, apparently)?!?! So I just go 'What the hell is teacher talking about???' during ACC. Oh, and there will always be at least one person who falls asleep during ACC. Surprisingly, I managed to keep my eyes open although my brain is 'half-dead'. Literally speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just extremely unsatisfied and disappointed with my horrible results. At least I got six As and one B. Don't even ask me what I got for the HMT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's quite difficult to do this... But from now on, I will pay special attention during chinese lesson and not play with my calculator when I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!!! I'M SOOOOO GONNA WORK HARD!!!!!! (Don't laugh at me. I'm really serious. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-517531805657261370?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/517531805657261370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok-thats-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/517531805657261370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/517531805657261370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok-thats-it.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-4140786912161170353</id><published>2009-03-20T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:59:10.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weeheeeeee!!! Hui En, Mildred, Ingrid and I were invited to go to Michelle's house to play yesterday! And we had lots of fun. XD Ingrid came late though. But she missed nothing much. Just the horror movie. Well, Hui En and I were too scared so we just hid in Michelle's room to do our history project while Michelle and Mildred, the brave souls, went to watch the movie 'Shutter'. Yeah it's a totally scary movie. Theyw were screaming continuously outside while Hui En and I were giggling at them. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had pizza for lunch and after that, we played WII!!!=D But it wasn't really fun cause the room was too small and they were some problems in the middle? But at least we had some fun with the Wii Music. (I just banged on the piano, creating this nonsensical sound. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were going swimming. But I was very reluctant though. They had to beg me like 10 times before I said yes. -.- I DON'T LIKE SWIMMING! Because of some reason. But never mind. It didn't turn out as horrible as I thought. And puh-lease, I'm NOT afraid of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after swimming, it was time for all of us to go home. SAD.): Hope we can go back again next time!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what happened to me but I had totally bad mood swings at night. It was like, I couldn't stop thinking about the number of homeworksssss I have and I just couldn't think properly. Maybe because I'm a perfectionist and when I just make several mistakes, I just feel like screaming at the dumb paper. o.o Ok I don't know what crap I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT THE HOLIDAYS TO END!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3moredaystillschoolreopens...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-4140786912161170353?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4140786912161170353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/03/weeheeeeee-hui-en-mildred-ingrid-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4140786912161170353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4140786912161170353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/03/weeheeeeee-hui-en-mildred-ingrid-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-6524534577768680829</id><published>2009-03-15T20:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T04:37:00.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;For the past 3 months, I've made lots of new friends who are always there for me. And they are none other than Michelle, Mildred, Hui En, Rachel Tan, HIlary, Joanne and Ingrid. Of course not forgetting my primary school best friends (and are still my best friends^^), Rachel Chew, Sijie and Tingyu!=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MY BEST GIRL FRIENDS... Presenting&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Rachel Chew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;: Caring, funny, cheerful, sporty. You never fail to make me smile!:D Although now we're in different schools, I'll never forget the fun memories we had!^^ I wish you all the best in your studies! Remember to choose the right friends who care about you. (: I tell you, secondary life is a bumpy road. But be happy in school ok?(: Don't be sad... I'll always be there for you! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sijie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;: Hey sisi! Long time no see! Hopefully I'll be able to meet up with you in the june holidays...(: Your sick and funny jokes just make me laugh all the time. HAHAHAHAHA! Ok thinking of them makes me laugh out loud now. XD And you must be happy too ok! Don't be too stressed up with work, you need time to rest also my dear girl. Or your head will just explode. TOUCH WOOD! Ok lol. Just feel free to share your problems with me ok? I'll always help you!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tingyu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;: Super hyper, loves to talk lots, strong believer in Christ (woohoo!), daring and super smart. How ya doing in Nanyang?(: Hope you love your new school. (: You were always beside me to cheer me up when I'm down... I really appreciate your care and concern for me.(: Remember: never stop praying and God will touch your parents' hearts one day!~ Have faith in Him all the time kays?^^ LOVE YA! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;: Talented, kind, lovely, pretty and very rich. XD Thanks for helping me when I'm in need! =D Your never-ending kindness makes me realise how lucky I am to have met such a great friend like you!^^ Stay happy! Be strong! And smileeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!=DDDDDD If you need to cry, I'll be there to comfort you! Alwayssss! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mildred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;: Cheerful, helpful, sweet and very rich too. XD You love to laugh at my super lame jokes, I don't know why, but it just makes me laugh out loud too. HAHAs. You're super good in maths and chinese and never say 'no' when I asked you for help.=D Thanks so much for being such a good friend!^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hui En&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;: I LOVE YOU LOTS FOR BEING SUCH A GREAT PARTNER IN CLASS!!! You help me with my chinese all the time!!!(I know my chinese sucks like hell and you still don't really mind. &gt;&lt;) I'm really sorry to disturb you and your dad every morning just to send me to school!:( But then again, I should say a BIG THANK YOU for everything you've done for me!!! I must say you're one of the most helpful and kindest friend in the whole world!=DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel Tan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;: Has a weird laugh, crazy sometimes but on the whole, NICE!=D Although you just love rolling your eyes at me, I don't actually care. LOL. XD You love telling jokes, making me laugh all the time and we'll go into the 'world of giggles and hyperness'. HAHAHAHAHA!!! Thanks for helping me with my homework sometimes!:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hilary: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Loves to laugh and smile a lot, caring, helpful, smart... Aw, Hil, you just rock! You do a great job as a science leader too.=D Being in the same project group is indeed a great honour for me!(: You care about the team and never grumble nor complain whenever we're in difficult times. Thanks for being such an encouraging friend too!=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joanne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;: Super funny, sometimes emo and helpful!:D I know you've done lots of things for me and THANKS SO MUCH!(((: Oh, and I love your funny expressions. They just make me laugh till my stomach hurts. HAHA! Cheer up ok? If you're sad, don't be emo. Just share your problems with me and everthing will be alright. =D Toodles!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ingrid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;: The sweetest and cutest girl EVER!^^ Your wide and cheery smile always glows!:D You look a lot like my old doll. Don't worry, you don't remind me of Sally. XD Sweet, kind and innocent-looking, I'm sure everyone will just adore you!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Of course there's LOTS LOTS more, but these are just the friends who stood by me all the time.(((= To ALL my great fwens, I LOVE YOU!!!=DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tia'(smile~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;NOTE: This is posted by me since I've got nothing else to talk about. And it's all from the heart dude, from the HEART. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-6524534577768680829?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6524534577768680829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-past-3-months-ive-made-lots-of-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6524534577768680829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6524534577768680829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-past-3-months-ive-made-lots-of-new.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-6707260794933383239</id><published>2009-03-14T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T05:37:13.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YIPEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! It's finally the holidays!!! I'M FINALLY FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! Ok not entirely. But at least I don't have so many projects to complete!!=DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... Unfortunately there's been some hatred going on in class... AAAHHH!! I totally hate this. But oh well, what can I do? At least I'm helping some people to get over it. =D Wee hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'M STILL SO HAPPY I'M FINALLY FREE!XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh! Can't wait for this wednesday and thurday. It's gonna be soooooooooooo exciting!=DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-6707260794933383239?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6707260794933383239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/03/yipeeeeeeeeeeeee-its-finally-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6707260794933383239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6707260794933383239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/03/yipeeeeeeeeeeeee-its-finally-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-4365545283647972940</id><published>2009-03-07T03:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T05:30:17.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAAAH!! I haven't updated for ages!!! I've been so caught up with school work that I didn't even have time to check out other people's blogs. o.o BUT I've taken lots of pictures!!!=DDD And I'm gonna upload them to show how retarded I look and how great my friends look like. :D    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Please don't laugh.-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310410955627137826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/SbJeoN1_iyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/boPubKy5r3I/s400/DSC02327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rachel Tan and me!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310412270929242514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/SbJf0xuc6ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NG2HZOQ_Joo/s400/DSC02368.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Mildred and me!:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310412283980679298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/SbJf1iWKCII/AAAAAAAAAFc/yel8PsXxoBc/s400/DSC02392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me and Michelle!;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310418910857762354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/SbJl3RYxljI/AAAAAAAAAFs/2mTkzkfcmU4/s400/DSC02396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                     Michelle and I in the science lab playing with DNA!((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310420055610041890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/SbJm556_JiI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rtnzcVqhvrw/s400/DSC02399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                         Here comes macho Michelle!XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310418907445063330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/SbJl3ErH7qI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ztmVwJ1xfDQ/s400/DSC02395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                        And 'pop!' appears JOANNE!X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310428355470600466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/SbJudBT8qRI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VIezLf0soHo/s400/DSC02402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                               SKINNY JOANNE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310428365838819634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/SbJudn77ITI/AAAAAAAAAGM/q9gHIHK1k84/s400/DSC02409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                                         Joanneeeee!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Oh yeah. HAPPY BIRTHDAY RACHEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU ROCK MY WORLD FOREVERRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GBU,                                                                                                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-4365545283647972940?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4365545283647972940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/03/waaah-i-havent-updated-for-ages-ive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4365545283647972940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4365545283647972940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/03/waaah-i-havent-updated-for-ages-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWo-sek_K-A/SbJeoN1_iyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/boPubKy5r3I/s72-c/DSC02327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-9088561746930356931</id><published>2009-02-24T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T04:26:05.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phee-hew. My life is super hectic now that I got 5 projects on my list. Stirke out the geography one cause I just finished it! YIPEEEE!!!XP I'm still so tired though... Homeworks, projects, homeworks, projects... And the cycle goes on. I didn't know secondary life would be that stressful especially in St Nicks. :( The fun days are over and now it's back to work work work... AAAHHH!!! This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things have happened these past few days. And I don't think I can finish typing in one whole night. To sum it up, it was a busy and tough week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole class is sure surprised that we can survive all this. Especially when we're a MEP class! WEE HOO!!!=D Tee hee!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough crapping. Gotta get back to work. Keep tagging and visiting me blog though I won't be updating so much during this period!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GBU,&lt;br /&gt;Tia' (simle!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-9088561746930356931?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/9088561746930356931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/phee-hew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/9088561746930356931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/9088561746930356931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/phee-hew.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-2344080868278507766</id><published>2009-02-15T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T04:01:44.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday was the best day evaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before the party started, it wasn't really good for me. Cause Gordon kicked the dumb soccer ball which hit my poor nail so it's kinda blackish now. STUPID YOU!!! Never mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The whole party started quite well though. We had dinner first. The boys were basically bombasting rubbish while having food in their mouths(which is utterly gross). After dinner, we played games!!!!!!!!!!!!=DDDD I had to scream for 10 minutes to get everyone settled down cause there was some harmless moth flying around in the function room and all hell broke loose. Mildred and Rachel Yew were screamin so loudly as if there was a fire going on. Haha. So now I'm having a really bad sore throat. Anyway, that's not the whole point.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before the games really started, we were split into two groups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Group 1: Me, Joanne, Mildred, Gordon, Hao Ran and Shi Shan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Group 2:Rachel Chew, Rachel Yew, Sijie, Justin, Ryan, Chung Chi, Ernest and Deon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Each group had to write something down for the other group. Then the piece of paper will be put on the forehead of the representative from each group. For ours, we wrote something like 'Your mother is so fat that when she walks past my grandmother's television on the thirteen floor, my life garantee expires.' HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And the other group just gave us to simple words: Knock It Down. So obviously, we won. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!:DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then my mom came in and that's when the games really started. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Basically, it was about the same as the one we played previously. But this time, the words are given by my mom and it's only one or two. So first it was me and Hao Ran. Hao Ran was the actor and I was the dumb one with the piece of paper stuck to my head.-.- Man I was really dumb. The word was supposed to be 'moon-walker' but I missed out the 'er' so Hao Ran was all 'WHAT THE HELL!'. TEEHEES. XD Next it was Rachel and Justin(from the other group), and theirs was like so easy!!! (Mountain-climber) So they won that round. And there were many more. In the end, group 2 won the game. BOOHOO.):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the next game, one representative from each group had to compete with one another by not laughing. HAHA. Mildred(from me group!) and Ernest(from the other group!) were against one another. Mildred started first. Whatever my mom said, she had to say 'bucket'. So my mom asked questions like 'What does Gordon look like?' and 'What will be the first thing you will say to your boyfriend on your first date?' So Mil had to answer 'BUCKET.' HAHAHAHAHAA!!!!!!! Next, it was Ernest's turn. He had to say 'wash basin' this time. So again my mom asked funny questions like 'If you're happy you either go out or....' Then he had to say 'WASH BASIN'!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Ok I totally laughed out loud like mad. Finally, both groups won cause Mil and Ernest were both really good.^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then there was a third game. We have to pass on a message given to the first person of each group by my mom using actions only. And the last person has to say it out. LOL. Both groups lost cause we were all wrong. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The last game was the funniest and crappiest. There was a dance battle and I laughed my ass out as the boys danced hilariously. HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!! Group 2 won in the end cause they had a better cheorography cause Ryan was there. No fair!!! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the game session ended cause it was time to cut the cake!=DDD But stupid Gordon was taking pictures of retarded me.-.- YOU BETTER DELETE THEM OR I KEEL YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, it didn't end so abruptly. So we played another round of... SQUIRRLES!!!!!!!!!!!:DDD That was the most fun part of the whole party. HAHA!!^^ It was super duper exciting!!!:DDD All of us were running around like mad. LOLssssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sadly, everyone had to go home at around 10 plus.))): But at least we had a blast!!!=DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thanks you guys for coming!!! And all the lovely presents too!^^ May God bless you all!!((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;GBU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tia'~(have fun!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P.S. For more info, go to Joanne's blog. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P.P.S. I know this post is reaalllyyy long so for your comfort of reading this, I'm increasing the size of the font. Hehe.&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/5981940240241409826-2344080868278507766?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2344080868278507766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/yesterday-was-best-day-evaaaaaaaaaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/2344080868278507766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/2344080868278507766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/yesterday-was-best-day-evaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-3034377430677740310</id><published>2009-02-13T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T07:34:04.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;OMG.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Half an hour more.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HALF AN HOUR MORE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TO MY BIRHTDAY/VALENTINE'S DAY!!!:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&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/5981940240241409826-3034377430677740310?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3034377430677740310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/3034377430677740310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/3034377430677740310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-4849065213065478429</id><published>2009-02-08T02:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T02:33:47.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'd never get tired of PLAYING. Muhahaha. A whole group of us played blind mice and squirrels(a game recommended by Mildred). It was sooo fun!!!^^ I came a bit late though, cause I was having tuition.): But I thankfully didn't missed out lots.=D Thanks Joanne for planning the whole thing!^^ It was just the thing to cheer me up after a whole tiring week! Oh, and I hope you're feeling better now.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, while we girls were playing blind mice at the plaground next to Joanne's block, the dumb lunatics were playing soccer. Yeah. Even though it was raining. HOW DUMB. Soon, we got sick of playing blind mice, we started playing SQUIRRELS!!!=DDD THAT WAS DA BEST. All of us were running around, screaming like mad, as if we're in some chaotic situation or whatsoever. The thing is, WE WERE HAVING A FANTASTIC TIME!!!=D The dumb lunatics A.K.A the boys, joined us later. Ok, Ryan statred first. Then Gordon and Ernest were sitting on the bench singing 'sex PREDATOR, sex PREDATOR...' I so wanted to kick them real hard at that point of time. Espicially when it's been a VERY LOONG time... &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 7 sharp, all of us had to go home...)): SAD...... At least we had lots of fun. Wakakakas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that this Saturday will be better. =D Toodles.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GBU,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord appeared to us in the past, saying: “I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with lovingkindness.” Jeremiah 31:3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-4849065213065478429?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4849065213065478429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/id-never-get-tired-of-playing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4849065213065478429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4849065213065478429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/id-never-get-tired-of-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-4385401634887130148</id><published>2009-02-01T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T02:47:45.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the BOMB. About a total of 32 people came to my house? Yeah I know. It smelt horrible. Pee-eww. Crumbles of tibits and food were all over the floor. I had to walk my way through carefully or I might just step on some slimy vegetable (obviously dropped by weeny kids). YUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's friends' kids came over too. Well, they're not exactly kids. They're just childish teenagers. Why, you might ask me? Well, that's because... THEY WERE TOTALLY SICK. When we were playing badminton, all Jessica and Shawn talked about was how old korean men and female chicken were their life(wth?), balls(not ordinary balls), hairy dicks(WTH?!?!), moobs(WTH?!), boobs(WTH?!?!) and lots of other sick stuff. And I'm like "I AM NOT WITH THEM. I don't know who they are. o.o" But I seriously can't help laughing throughout the whole time as it was really cranky and all. YUCK. Hey hey, don't get the wrong idea. I did NOT join in. DID NOT. I just sorta kept my distance when they talked about dicks. Seriously, it's sicker than ccc's jokes. No offence.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, they did some bra strap pulling?!?!?!?! In other words, they were trying to......................................... You know what I mean. If you don't, never mind. It's too sick to mention. Which is why, once again, I ran away from them in case of some terrible event that might happen to my modesty. What's worse was that they were doing it in front of BOYS. Not little boys, but guys aged above 13?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what I'm writing this but I just find it hilarious. I couldn't stop laughing the whole night. I cracked up so much I needed to pee urgently. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!! Ok, it's sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and guess what. They're coming again in March. Uh oh. The whole mess is gonna start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all about the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GBU,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'(smile!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Boys who are reading this, please erase this thing OUT OF YOUR MIND for prevention of further brain damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S I didn't sing in the end! YIPEE!!! Too busy playing badminton.=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-4385401634887130148?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4385401634887130148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/yesterday-was-bomb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4385401634887130148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4385401634887130148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/yesterday-was-bomb.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-4311099325978470663</id><published>2009-01-31T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T01:58:15.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. OMG. OMG. OMG. Tonight's gonna be invasion-of-the-annoying-kids night. I'M SO DEAD. I just can't stand most weeny kids. I don't know why. Neither does my brother. AND I DON'T WANNA SING. URGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I mean, an impromtu performance? That would be freaking scary. My mom's friends just came and I'M SO DEAD. Sooo dead, I tell you. Someone dig a hole and hide me!!!&gt;&lt; Argh!!! Where's Rachel Yew??? SAVE ME RACHEL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross my heart and hope to die. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking out here,&lt;br /&gt;Tia'~(hide me!!!!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-4311099325978470663?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4311099325978470663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4311099325978470663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/4311099325978470663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-9110527312239090927</id><published>2009-01-30T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T02:50:00.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rules:&lt;br /&gt;Once you’ve received this email, you are supposed to write a note with 17 random things, facts(then post it on ur blog), habits or goals about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end choose 17 people to and email this to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I email this to you, its because I want to know more about you. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun and you have totally no obligation to do this if you feel compelled to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I love sleeping. Especially in cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I hate cookies/muffins/milk/cheese, anything that has to do with diary products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I sorta hate some teachers. (OOPS!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I think I look fat. And I AM fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I love reading!!! Especially Meg Cabot's books!!! I LOVE MEG!!!=DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I'd rather go to a mixed school. Having girls 360 degrees around you is WEIRD. (To all those sick people, please don't think that I'm boy-crazy. I just wanna bully them. You should see some of my other St Nicks friends.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I can't stand kissing scenes. SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I hate horror/gory movies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I wanna earn at least 50k when I grow up? (Don't laugh if you think it's impossible. I WILL DO MY BEST!!! -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I walk fast. When I mean fast, I mean REAL FAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) I hate chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) I love kicking people's butt. Ok, not girls'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) I love hanging out with friends!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) I want to climb Mount Everest one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) I love sushi!!! Who dosen't? Oh yeah. My dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) I can bury myself in a book for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) I had dengue fever before AND IT'S WORSE THAN HAVING TO DO 5 CHINESE COMPOS IN A DAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-9110527312239090927?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/9110527312239090927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/rules-once-youve-received-this-email.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/9110527312239090927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/9110527312239090927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/rules-once-youve-received-this-email.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-6719947112610344194</id><published>2009-01-29T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T02:51:06.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was sooo fun!!! Mildred, Ting Fang(friends from St Nicks), Ernest, Gordon, Ryan and I went to play badminton!!!=DD It was super duper fun!!! I couldn't stop laughing cause the boys were, as usual, talking about sick stuff and all. It must be something VERY NEW to my dear friends from St Nicks. Girls, you are very lucky to be from a girls' school. Seriously. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's what happened to each of us after the game:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ryan: Had to do ridiculous essay on 'How/Why did the pupils queue up during recess?' and geography homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ernest: Nothing special. He just had to help Ryan with his dumb essay and geography homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gordon: Right hand all blue. Like someone punched right on it. Actually, it was the racket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ting Fang: Frantically wanted to play Cooking Academy. (Don't laugh. I downloaded it out of boredom.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mildred: Laughed all the way at Ryan and Ernest's jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ME(!): Ditto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL. I guess that's about it. 16 more days till my THE BIG DAY. (hooray!^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;GBU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tia~(smile!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-6719947112610344194?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6719947112610344194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-was-sooo-fun-mildred-ting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6719947112610344194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6719947112610344194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-was-sooo-fun-mildred-ting.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-6379024453573678557</id><published>2009-01-28T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T07:42:43.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY. Tomorrow's gonna bea resting day for us St Nicks girls!!!=D Applause to the Sec 4s who graduated last year for doing so well in their O Levels! HOORAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big deal, anyway. It's only one day. Oh well, at least it's better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's boring, as usual. I didn't do much except maths. Boring maths. There's another 'internal war' going on in my class between 'lala' and 'lalala'.(Don't laugh. It's my way of addressing anonymous people.) Why is life so unfair??? Why must people hate one another? Why can't they just forget about everything? There is NO justice in this world, I tell you. No justice. Every morning, we have to say a prayer since our school is a catholic school, and in every prayer, there'll be this saying '... Forgive us our sins as we forgive those who sinned against us' but it dosen't seem to knock sense into everyone. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, the point is, MOVE ON WITH LIFE PEOPLE! Who cares if there are some dudes who talk bad about you behind your back, write bad stuff about you in their blogs so that the whole world will know or spread rumours about you? I tell you, gossiping about others is the MOST EFFECTIVE way of breaking your relationship with a friend or whatsoever. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my crapping anyway. I laugh at all those people who have school tomorrow. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GBU,&lt;br /&gt;Tia~(smile!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-6379024453573678557?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6379024453573678557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6379024453573678557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/6379024453573678557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-8477013939475958921</id><published>2009-01-26T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T06:31:51.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh My Gosh. I don't understand why we have this dumb tradition that we have to go to all our relatives' houses and visit them, especially when I have lots of them. I'm so dead beat I swear I'm gonna faint soon. Yeah it's a good thing that we can receive hong baos and all, but seriously, I've got to like, 'fake smile' almost the whole day? That's not the whole point anyway. The thing is, travelling around Singapore is exhausting. Thank goodness I didn't go back to Indonesia or I would have just passed out right there on my Grandma's sofa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh well. I've got another round of visiting tomorrow. Hopefully it's not gonna be as tiring as today. Wakakakas. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, here's wishing everyone a prosperous new year! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;GBU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tia~ (smile!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Have faith in God... whatever you ask in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours." Mark 11:22,24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5981940240241409826-8477013939475958921?l=tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8477013939475958921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-my-gosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/8477013939475958921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5981940240241409826/posts/default/8477013939475958921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tea-air-rah-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>TEA-AIR-RAH-s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11797185518413725672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5981940240241409826.post-317348171345029076</id><published>2009-01-25T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T06:18:35.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi everyone! I deleted the old blog for some... Personal reasons. HAHA.(; In this blog, I hope there won't be any more internal war or any other hatred. As I want to share my happiness and joy with everyone out there, regardless who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Other blogs have 'NO SPAMMING' but in this one, spammings are sorta welcomed.(: BUT, there's terms and conditions though. They must not be more than 10 messages and they must not have anything with 'I hate you!!!' or whatever. TEEHEE!=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And with that, I'm gonna start anew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Comment, comment! Those who tag are greatly appreciated. ;D Buaiz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;GBU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tia' (smile!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You will show me the path that leads to life; your presence fills me with joy and brings me pleasure forever." 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