<?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-9640319</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:27:33.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ur average psycho.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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>760</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-4605312602128405788</id><published>2008-08-04T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:29:11.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm at piqueaboo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-4605312602128405788?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/4605312602128405788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=4605312602128405788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4605312602128405788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4605312602128405788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-at-piqueaboo.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-4333505408306859093</id><published>2008-06-14T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T21:48:03.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have an account at livejournal which I started blogging at 1 week ago. Initially, I wanted that blog and this blog to be two separate ones then I realised that I am really lazy so there is no way for me to update both blogs regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to tag on the tagboard here because I didn't put one over at livejournal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-4333505408306859093?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/4333505408306859093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=4333505408306859093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4333505408306859093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4333505408306859093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-account-at-livejournal-which-i.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-5537126876346776409</id><published>2008-06-06T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T15:31:37.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I almost got drowned by a big tidal wave in Sentosa while I was floating out with a friend. But we both survived and headed off to save a kid from a very evil woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, whatever happened to peaceful dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's less than 24 hours before I sit on that plane to my most favourite country! :D I hope it becomes Saturday really quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am nothing in the dark and the clouds burst to show daylight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-5537126876346776409?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/5537126876346776409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=5537126876346776409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5537126876346776409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5537126876346776409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-dreamt-that-i-almost-got-drowned-by.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-5375405927555486067</id><published>2008-06-03T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T15:24:34.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Priscilla wants me to declare that I miss her and Jayne on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there you go. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-5375405927555486067?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/5375405927555486067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=5375405927555486067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5375405927555486067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5375405927555486067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/06/priscilla-wants-me-to-declare-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-654304297648033592</id><published>2008-06-02T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:42:09.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been blogging in ages! All I've been doing after all that extra lessons during first few days of the holidays was purely spacing out. I didn't get much work done, I didn't watch any movies or my favourite variety shows either! And now one week of my holidays is gone and I have like a few days left before I leave for Japan which also means less time for studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I received my progress report for CA in the mail yesterday. My goodness, my results are like crap. It made me just feel so demoralised and I ended up not studying last night but chat on MSN instead. So much for drawing up a study plan which I never even followed at all. I have been stoning so much that I know the timings for all the new shows that are going to be shown on Channel 5 and forgot all about Arashi's concert in Nagoya last weekend! :( What a crappy fan I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am leaving for Japan soon but I am so not mentally prepared for it. It's like I have been waiting for this trip since last year and now that it's going to be here, I feel like it can't be happening! Okay, maybe I am just weird. I smelled katsu curry when I went home. I think my neighbours are having it for lunch. Oh man. I hope I get to smell it everyday for the 2 weeks when I'm away from Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh my goodness, I went to school for Economics consultation just now! Hahaha. But I ended up half awake behind the computer monitor while Mr Nah was like reteaching market failure. Well, at least I understood the chapter a little more now. Well, I went just to pass Ernest some notes and to print some letters for Eugene to pass to Ms Lee to sign but in the end, we couldn't use any of the computer labs. What the heck. I could have gotten many hours of extra sleep. Okay, at least I satisfied my craving for the claypot noodle at the shop outside school today. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, what else have I done for the past few days.. Yeah, I went to NLB at Bugis area twice in the same week. It was quite fun. Hahaha, I didn't know the library upstairs won't loan books out and the view of the City Hall area from the library was splendid. And they have Female magazines dated back in the 80s! No wait, was it the 80s? Well, I didn't see the date properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, my mum's making pandan chiffon cake. Ah I am feeling hungry again. Nooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This one last bullet you mention is my one last shot at redemption&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-654304297648033592?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/654304297648033592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=654304297648033592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/654304297648033592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/654304297648033592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-havent-been-blogging-in-ages-all-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-6128600777215412303</id><published>2008-05-18T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:57:42.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling so troubled and frustrated for these 2 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until I saw the moon (apparently, it's a full moon) in the evening when my dad was driving me back home after dinner in my grandma's house. Maybe it's true that you're tens and thousands of miles away from me and that our paths may never ever cross. But it doesn't prove the fact wrong that we're both under the same sky and looking at the same moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or does the full moon has such an effect on people? I feel weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, being a true-blue fangirl, I must mention that the 2nd concert of Arashi's 5-dome tour probably ended like an hour ago! And the next venue of their tour is Nagoya. Heh, I'm so obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meet me at the old saloon and make sure there's a Dixie moon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-6128600777215412303?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/6128600777215412303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=6128600777215412303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/6128600777215412303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/6128600777215412303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-been-feeling-so-troubled-and.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-8006307108280643014</id><published>2008-05-16T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T20:42:51.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what song they are performing now in Osaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way home at 5pm which is also the time when the concert starts (6pm Japan time) and I felt so excited. I know I have no reason to since I am in super sunny Singapore. But I just here physically and in Osaka mentally. Haaah, what crap. Hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of the week before the long weekend! Despite knowing that I have a Chinese test and Chemistry test consecutively later in the end and I didn't study for them because anime and forums seemed much important to me the night before, today was like a lot of positive energy for me because it's the first day of their 5-dome tour, which is also something only very few artistes get to do! Aaaaaah! See what Arashi does to my brain! Well, at least they brighten up my day if not I will be gloomy for all the days I spend in school, especially with all the work piling up and deadlines to meet. Well, it's not so bad knowing that they are performing live right now yet I can't watch them. Just playing their latest album out now is good enough. (Practising positive thinking right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's GP extra lesson was cancelled so quite a few of us went to Island Creamery, which was good since I stay like 5 minutes away. Heh heh. It was so sinful! I shared a banana split with all that whipped cream and a mud pie with Jasmine Low. All that indulgence in chocolate.. It felt like we were going to suffer from chocolate overdose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200952930340363298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/SC1_ImJ23CI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ntcvuShU-rA/s400/P160508_16.35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200952853030951954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/SC1_EGJ23BI/AAAAAAAAAVs/2kiqlFp-wiY/s400/P160508_16.37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two group pictures that we took after all that food! These are the people (and of course, a lot more) who make school tolerable and so enjoyable! It feels like I was having fun for this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a few of us remained in the shop to try and print the pictures out while the rest rushed back to school for CCA. But we couldn't print the photos out anyway. As we were making our way to the bus stop, 151 came with 154 behind it. Eugene and I started running to the bus stop, with me thinking that he wanted to board 154 when actually he wanted to take 151. In the end, we made it to the buses but didn't board any of those buses. Running for such a short distance in this terribly warm weather was like causing me to sweat like hell even when I took an air-conditioned bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, the thought of no tests at all next week, it feels so good! FINALLY! Now I have to use this long weekend to do PW and all my assignments provided I remember what they are. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, I found these pictures of Sharlene, Jasmine Low and I when we went to visit BMTC earlier in Term 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200952762836638722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/SC1--2J23AI/AAAAAAAAAVk/aLWXPfSp3w0/s400/02042008462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200953029124611122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/SC1_OWJ23DI/AAAAAAAAAV8/iJLXJMTJsto/s400/DSC03732.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Just look at that fake smile on my face as I eat my lunch in a smelly and stuffy ferry on its way to Pulau Tekong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200953110728989762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/SC1_TGJ23EI/AAAAAAAAAWE/S6mWABFzEN4/s400/s320x240.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;A picture of an autographed CD that Suriani sent me the other time! Some of these pictures are from an extremely long time ago because I rarely transfer the photos in my phone to the computer, like once every two months. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was it all that easy to just put aside your feelings&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-8006307108280643014?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/8006307108280643014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=8006307108280643014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/8006307108280643014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/8006307108280643014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-wonder-what-song-they-are-performing.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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/_G5nqgBUBRfs/SC1_ImJ23CI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ntcvuShU-rA/s72-c/P160508_16.35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-745812819804086997</id><published>2008-05-15T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:37:51.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, after staying up for 4 nights to do schoolwork, I have nothing to do tonight! Hahahaaa, well, except for studying for two tests tomorrow but there's nothing much to study so I am going to catch up with forums and all the anime that I missed out recently!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the day. It's the day when Arashi is kicking off the first concert of their 5-dome tour this year! And the fate of me going for any of their concerts (preferably the Tokyo one) will only be made known to be on Saturday afternoon. I sure hope those crazy Japanese fangirls don't snap up all the tickets the moment the phonelines are open. About two more weeks before I go on a holiday that will be the best thing that ever happened to me for this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and speaking of tests, our target settings that we filled in at the start of Term 2 was returned back to us today so that we can fill in our actual class tests grades. My goodness, I currently have like 2 Es, 1 U and 1 A. That only A was very encouraging but the Es and U are like.. the other end of the grade system!!! I. Should. Start. Mugging. Like. Hell. I cannot stand Economics! I cannot believe I got like a single digit for that stupid case study class test. But I shall perservere and try to at least get double digits because Sho from Arashi is an Ecomomics student in Keio University! Okay, I know that doesn't make sense but but but I like the sound of it. Haaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally did my Chemistry SPA today while majority of the class attempted it like last week. There were only three of us in the lab and we were right in front of the teacher. It was going to be so easy to tell if I screwed up so I stoned at where I was standing for a few seconds to think if my next move was going to be the right one. I probably looked silly and because of that, I took super long to finish the whole thing compared to the other two guys but thank goodness they waited for me to finish before leaving the lab. It would have sucked if I was in the lab all alone. And those iron whatever-it-is crystals were like causing my hand to itch badly throughout the whole experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn and tremble, be judgmental, ignorant to all the symbols&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-745812819804086997?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/745812819804086997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=745812819804086997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/745812819804086997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/745812819804086997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-after-staying-up-for-4-nights.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-5697570938844668119</id><published>2008-05-13T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T19:19:43.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All I ever do when I use the computer nowadays are preparing GP presentation, finishing up drafts for PW's GPP, sending mass emails to people to pass the information related to these two subjects and having many hours long of conversations on MSN with my group members to discuss about what should be in the content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I ever do during the many breaks my class have in school are rushing really overdued homework, then GP and PW again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I cannot find time to watch last week's anime but I am here blogging instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, 2 more weeks to go before the holidays. 2 more freaking weeks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-5697570938844668119?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/5697570938844668119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=5697570938844668119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5697570938844668119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5697570938844668119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/05/all-i-ever-do-when-i-use-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-553545933926872129</id><published>2008-05-10T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T11:59:20.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg! A certain bimbo still doesn't get my point! The fact that her usage of English sucks that she misinterpreted every single thing led to this 'blog war'. Well, not that I started it since she, without using the brain that she was given no matter how puny it is, was the person who blogged it out first. I mean, it has to mean something if someone blogs about a conversation one had through SMS. If not every post of her blog would have been endless conversations about airheaded things that she has done in her life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-553545933926872129?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/553545933926872129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=553545933926872129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/553545933926872129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/553545933926872129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg-certain-bimbo-still-doesnt-get-my.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-2531500875734798273</id><published>2008-05-06T19:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T19:08:26.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;It is so amazing how one can flaunt their usage of English so well when they cannot even do a proper interpretation of a typical sentence, especially the sentence they came up with by themselves. But flaunting one's English as if their usage is so good is quite a contradiction when the grades they produce for English apparently proves otherwise. Well, I guess there are people like that all around. It's not like they themselves can help it so, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after today, it feels like a heavy load is lifted off me. The major maths test that consists of topics that I only understood just yesterday is finally over. Yessssss, I can watch TV without feeling guilty tonight. Time passes really quickly today even though I dreaded going to school because it ends at like 5.30pm. But my classmates were so entertaining today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time to watch many many videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now it looks like things are finally coming around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-2531500875734798273?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/2531500875734798273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=2531500875734798273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2531500875734798273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2531500875734798273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-is-so-amazing-how-one-can-flaunt.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-7612977718721600960</id><published>2008-05-03T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T22:46:42.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;3 more weeks before the June holidays! I don't care if I'm going to be busy with PW or studying for Common Test during my holidays but at least I don't have to go to school which is so tiring though I like the people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for my trip to Japan too! Oh my goodness, my dad added the visit to Chiba and the JE shop in Harajuku to the itinerary so that's like loads of Arashi stuff especially going to his family's restaurant in Chiba! Ah, that will be like the best day of my life. But I know there is no way for me to see Aiba there because Arashi's concert requires them to be in Fukuoka by then which is like the other end of Japan. Oh man. But it's okay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have finished listening to their new album! It is so good! Even though I didn't think much of it the first time I listened to the album, it gets nicer when I kept listening to it. Ah, I haven't been catching up with Arashi's TV shows anymore so listening to their new album feels so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes! I dreamt of Yamada Ryosuke two nights ago! Apparently, I was at some JE event and Hey! Say! JUMP happened to be there too. Then suddenly, I was having a conversation with Yamada Ryosuke! Well, it's either he spoke in English to me or I spoke in Japanese to him which I really hope I did because that would be so cool. The details are hazy but I know I was having so much fun and was about to take a picture with him when I freaking woke up!! @&amp;amp;*!#^@!# Nooooo.. But he is like the cutest thing ever. If he wasn't two years younger than me, he would have replaced Aiba Masaki as my ichiban. Heehee. I know, I sound very shallow but but I watched a clip of Yamada Ryosuke reading a letter before he did his solo performance which was dedicated to 'the person he cherishes whom he have not met yet' and its content was so touching! He was saying how he is still a child and wishes for his future girlfriend/wife/whatever to wait for him to become a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I actually planned to complete my GP homework which was like dued 2 weeks ago but I am so sleepy now, I think I will go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Curtain's finally closing, that was quite a show&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-7612977718721600960?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/7612977718721600960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=7612977718721600960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7612977718721600960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7612977718721600960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/05/3-more-weeks-before-june-holidays-i.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-1789744709390415565</id><published>2008-04-25T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T20:44:31.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Sports Day was yesterday and even though 08S07 came in second last for our heats in 10x200m relay, it was really fun and it's so nice to see the guys encouraging us when we were obviously so so so slow. Okay, maybe just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the relay, a few of us girls went to play netball since there was no space at all for us to sit at in the gallery to watch the other events. Then we headed up to the hall to play volleyball which was quite weird because we were really inexperienced. Heh. So after a while, we gave up and played basketball instead. Then the boys came to hall and joined us. And I am labelled a creature because I was supposedly violent!!! Nooo, I am not! Jasmine Low!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Jasmine Low and I went to the rink after school for 4 hours of skating. Heh, time passes real fast and the day is over. Oooh, and I bought a pencil box, which is super super cute but they laughed at me because of it today! .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at ten last night so that I could pay full attention today. And it turned out, two lessons were cancelled. Oh my, what a great day. Heh. So while some of them went to the library after breakfast, we went to the fitness corner and skipped! Louis taught us how to skip without looking weird. And there was this booth at the cafeteria with a fake caged bear that makes weird noises which is supposedly the noise bears make when being tortured for extraction of bile for chinese medicine. Ugh, it was heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am so dead tomorrow because mock Chemistry SPA is going to be a killer since I cannot do the calculations by myself and Chinese idioms thingy test is going to kill me also since my Chinese sucksxxxzzxzx. But it's a Friday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Save this recording because, I’m never coming back home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-1789744709390415565?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/1789744709390415565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=1789744709390415565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1789744709390415565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1789744709390415565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/04/sports-day-was-yesterday-and-even.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-5468072325773063883</id><published>2008-04-22T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:29:50.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I caught last week's Himitsu no Arashi-chan successfully! But there were so many VTRs and guests that the whole show does not focus on the 5 boys only. Eeeyuch, seeing all those people I don't know and there were no subtitles, I went off to watch Channel 8 instead. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today's PE was slack because I was just walking around, seeing them practice the relay because I wasn't in PE attire. Finally, PFT is done and over with. Okay, it was over since last week but I am just updating my lack of updates. :O My 2.4km timing was 13.35minutes! Whoo hoo, I remember how I was so slow back in KCP when 2.4km seemed like eternity to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today's maths test was so not a test! It was pretty obvious that in the last few minutes, everyone was helping everyone openly even though we were right in the teacher's view! Heh, it was beneficial to me so I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Chemistry test will be a killer. I meant the time of the test, not the chapters. I have come to a point in this JC life that I don't really care about the tests anymore since I acknowledge that I know absolutely nothing. But having a long day in school and staying back from 3.30pm to 4.30pm for this test is so... so insane! Plus, I know nothing so 1 hour tomorrow to daydream again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We've been on the run, driving in the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-5468072325773063883?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/5468072325773063883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=5468072325773063883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5468072325773063883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5468072325773063883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/04/ah-i-caught-last-weeks-himitsu-no.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-5879969955804820983</id><published>2008-04-21T13:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:11:01.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting all week for this weekend but in the end, I fell sick. Like so freaking sick. It started off with a fever (which I used as an excuse to leave school right after Physics SPA, heh heh), horrible flu and sore throat. Then I had that gastric crap yesterday when I had to go for GB Enrolment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was supposed to go for tuition right after Enrolment but I probably would have collapsed somewhere where no one will ever find me so I got my parents to pick me up and we went to the airport to pick my sister up. Ah, the airport, one of my favourite places in Singapore. But it was a little too cold and I had to run into every toilet I see to go in and puke. Ugh, it felt so horrible. And I was trying to muffle all the sound that vomitting might produce that it felt worse. Well, I was being considerate to the other people in the toilet! I mean, I couldn't pee in peace if I heard someone vomitting in the cubicle beside mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it happened again. I didn't get any studying done even though I said to myself that I would. I even have 2 tests on the first two days of the week which I am totally not prepared for because I haven't been listening to a word in lectures. But instead, I have been daydreaming away about little random things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know. I am so dead, yet again. Thank goodness, Wednesday's off because it's Sports Day so I hope Wednesday comes soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, anyway, the Econs test that I mentioned in my previous post was a flop. I probably failed it even though it hasn't been returned to me yet. Greaaaaaaaat. Oh my goodness, and I just remembered I haven't done my homework from last week. What have I been doing yesterday! Oh yeah, sleeping. Ah sleeping from 9pm to 10am the next day is the besttttttttttttt! :0 Okay, it's past 10pm now. From now on, I am going to turn in at 10am. So at least if I don't study at home, I will be able to stay awake in class and listen to everything every teacher is saying. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what I am doing now if I am like ten years older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forgetting all I'm lacking, completely incomplete&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-5879969955804820983?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/5879969955804820983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=5879969955804820983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5879969955804820983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5879969955804820983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-been-waiting-all-week-for-this_20.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-1764768158002331597</id><published>2008-04-15T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T23:19:04.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;School is making me so tired even though it's just the first day of the week. I feel so unaccomplished. All I have been doing in class today was either listening to the teacher and daydream or copying undone homework which happens to be a lot. And I have an Econs test tomorrow which I have no idea what to do and it freaking starts at 4.30pm! Oh my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs lesson was kind of funny today though when we were doing a case study on PS2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr Nah: Students like you have lots of time to play but no money to buy the games while working adults have the money but no time. Life sucks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyyyyy. I can't wait for Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was repairing my three on a tree when a drip dropped down on me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-1764768158002331597?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/1764768158002331597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=1764768158002331597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1764768158002331597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1764768158002331597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/04/school-is-making-me-so-tired-even.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-9145879659246058749</id><published>2008-04-14T04:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T13:22:39.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;School has been so mundane! Yet time seems to pass really fast and it's Sunday again. I feel like I just typed the previous post like yesterday or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, PW is crazy crazy and crazy. Seriously, what the heck? I hate projects. With tests and homework and all, I feel like maybe I should have went to a polytechnic instead, after hearing the poly stories from my friends who just entered polytechnics. But since I am not in one, I should just shut up and work hard for two years, which is obviously not happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was the best day, I guess. The whole 1 and a half Chinese lesson was spent drawing cartoons and guessing them with the other girls then Chemistry practical was good because somehow, we have the answers to the practical calculations with us so I just copied the whole thing. Then after school, a few of us left for town to get the SAJC pullover and walked around for a little while before I left to meet Pris and Jayne at AMK. Oh and Mise S*clusive didn't open again! Nooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yesterday was like full of embarrassing moments! Firstly, during fancy drill at enrolment rehersal, I screwed up like hell because I haven't been familiarising myself with the new spot I am at and the respective movements, especially the last part when everyone was in uniform movement but I did something else which was so so so obvious! Then at the rink during the late afternoon, I dropped my phone during speed skating. What the heck! It's so embarrassing! Okay, maybe other people don't really care what had happened but I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I should be getting back to complete my whole pile of homework which is dued like tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh! I have to blog about this! A new Arashi variety show was going to start last Thursday and I had that software thing to watch. I was so excited about it the whole during school but when I tried to watch it at night, that stupid software was under maintanence. Oh my goodness, it was like the first episode! :( Never mind, there is still next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the edge of good-bye, broken dreams, broken hearts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-9145879659246058749?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/9145879659246058749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=9145879659246058749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/9145879659246058749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/9145879659246058749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/04/school-has-been-so-mundane-yet-time.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-2202929057743028019</id><published>2008-04-07T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T23:15:35.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I just caught Death Note for the millionth time but it's still as good as the first time I watched it. Heh. Oh man, I cannot wait to go to Japan, I wanna go now now now and not come back. I'm not unpatriotic, it's just that I really really want to live there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday, Jasmine and I waited for Mise S*clusive to open but it never did and because of that, we wasted like near to 1 hour of our lives just by waiting for a shop known for the irregular opening hours. But it's the only shop that sells Jpop stuff sooo there's no choice. Stupid shop though. There were like so many other girls waiting outside the shop for it to open.&lt;br /&gt;The weekend is over and school starts for a week again. I thought tertiary education is supposed to be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I should die before I wake, it's cause you took my breath away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-2202929057743028019?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/2202929057743028019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=2202929057743028019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2202929057743028019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2202929057743028019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-just-caught-death-note-for-millionth.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-7597173423161868261</id><published>2008-04-04T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T23:04:35.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;When I bring my umbrella, which adds to the insane weight of my bag, to school, it doesn't rain. When I decided not to bring my umbrella to school for today, it happened to rain cats and dogs. Or should I say tigers and lions to further emphasize my point? Anyway, I didn't want to wait at the bus stop because the weather was so good for a nap with the rain and all so I ran home under the rain and got very very very drenched. Well, at least I sprinted home today in record time for the past many years. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This woman who was heading to the same building as me was quite weird. She had an umbrella but she started to run with her umbrella when she was going to reach anyway. If you wanna run with an umbrella, might as well not use an umbrella and lend it to people like me or something! At least, I didn't get sick for being caught in the rain, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to submit the nomination form for House Council and hopefully, I can get in because I am very inactive in college for the past month. And I am still lagging behind for every subject, oh my goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I went for the tour of BMTC yesterday with some people from my class. The starting part was really boring so I had a great nap but walking around Pulau Tekong was quite fun. I sat on the Penguin Princess ferry when heading back to mainland, how cute! Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's these expressions that never give&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-7597173423161868261?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/7597173423161868261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=7597173423161868261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7597173423161868261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7597173423161868261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-i-bring-my-umbrella-which-adds-to.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-4658352588500539418</id><published>2008-04-01T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T20:57:57.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Ah, a new week of school but I am so dead tired already. Four more days to the weekend. Oh man, it's like my life is passing me by everyday in school. But I'm glad today because my "hard work" for one week have paid off today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I studied with Jasmine today and we were fretting about the Japan educational trip that we couldn't go. Ah but all's well. Then I met up with Priscilla and Kerin for dinner and it was good because I haven't seen them for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I was chatting with Priscilla about online shopping when we suddenly talked about how all our personalities clashes so much but Jayne, Priscilla and I still managed to stay as good friends. It's like how we share our unglam stuff and help each other out. And like how they can stand my obsessive crap about Aiba Masaki while Pris and I stand Jayne's obsessive-ness about XJT. Well, I guess Priscilla isn't obsessed about anyone. Hah. Anyway, even though we are posted to three totally different tertiary schools, I am so glad we still meet up regularly even though it makes me come home really late sometimes. Well, it's like I have quite a number of friendships that screwed up although it's not like I regret but I am happy that Priscilla, Jayne and I are still close. I bet 4 years ago, I would have never imagined myself being on such good terms with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183887452846835906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R_DeLEaKSMI/AAAAAAAAAVM/beXrC0vLKE8/s400/Me,+Jayne+and+Pris.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183887628940495058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R_DeVUaKSNI/AAAAAAAAAVU/gbTrqfRXW5o/s400/P1030282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183887757789513954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R_Dec0aKSOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/jSwwi-R9ulY/s400/P1030588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet Priscilla and Jayne are so touched because I rarely blog about such things. So yeah, you two can cry now! Heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is also an excuse not to do my Physics tutorials. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sell it to the crowd that has gathered around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-4658352588500539418?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/4658352588500539418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=4658352588500539418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4658352588500539418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4658352588500539418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/03/ah-new-week-of-school-but-i-am-so-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R_DeLEaKSMI/AAAAAAAAAVM/beXrC0vLKE8/s72-c/Me,+Jayne+and+Pris.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-7939077223571504365</id><published>2008-03-28T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T20:11:37.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, tomorrow is the last school day of the week! I cannot wait for the weekend! Time passes too fast though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school was really funny today. During PW, Jasmine Low and I were like talking about Japanese stuff as usual and Louis was like "Eh, stop gossiping lah!". Then we continued chatting all until the lesson ended and Ernest came and ask me what we were gossiping about. Do I look like a gossip?!?!?! Okay, maybe a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and during break, Cinny suddenly talked about drinking ice lemon tea with milk. Then Louis was like saying how that is no different from teh-ping with lemon. And the guys started crapping about how they should order both drinks from the lady of the drinks stall who always get orders mixed up. Well, they did go to order from her anyway and she said there was no lemon when they asked for teh-ping with lemon and directed them to the ice lemon tea dispenser when they asked for ice lemon tea with milk. We were all laughing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and after school, Jasmine, Cinny, Sharlene and I wanted to go to eat tau-huay since we ended school early. But suddenly it rained! We were like screaming all the way to the void deck. Haha. Then we saw Keenan and met up with the other guys as they headed to Macs. But the whole "trying to cross the road while it's raining cats and dogs and there are only four umbrellas but so many people" experience was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm really free now because I blogging the details of my day for today but actually, I'm in deep shit because I have a lot of Chinese homework to complete by tomorrow and also my first PI draft. Shit, I hate PW because it is so insane. And I have exhausted my supply of money for this week just to get textbooks, TYS and all. AAAAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you try to put some news in my way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-7939077223571504365?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/7939077223571504365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=7939077223571504365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7939077223571504365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7939077223571504365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/03/oooh-tomorrow-is-last-school-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-6817830919849131229</id><published>2008-03-26T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T19:44:54.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Well, school's been fun but really tiring. I have nothing to blog about since everyday is just piled up with homework and there are no activites going on at all! Except that I find Akanishi Jin quite cute all of a sudden. Heehee, my obsession with Japanese guys will never cease!! Eew, I sound so gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today after a super long day in school, I finally got on the bus on my way home when I saw this guy and girl boarding the bus. I thought they were twins or something because they looked so alike with the same kind of spectacles and nerdy appearance and were being so close. Then they sat adjacent to me and I realised that the guy was carrying her bag. Okay, no biggie. So I looked out of the window and thought of how life would be so good if I am living in Japan and all kind of stupid thoughts. And I turned. Then I saw the girl and the guy kissing like they were about to suck each other's face off or something. Ugh, from my seat in the bus, I can see the full view of digusting mouth action. My goodness. I hope they didn't see me smirking at them though. I don't think they saw me since I bet their eyes were glued to each other. No wonder they look alike, probably those kind of "couple look" or something. And the girl was in her RGS uniform. It's not like I disapprove intimacy in public areas (okay, maybe a little) but not in uniform! It's like ultimate type of gross if I see a couple making out while still in uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is never-ending homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then you turn your back and they're gone so fast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-6817830919849131229?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/6817830919849131229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=6817830919849131229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/6817830919849131229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/6817830919849131229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-schools-been-fun-but-really-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-6967769064851599507</id><published>2008-03-18T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:44:24.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo! First day of Term 2 was pleasant. There was almost no lessons except for Economics and a little Chemistry. I couldn't believe Math tutorial was cancelled! It was good though since I did all my holiday homework except math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have the biggest manga collection in the world! It's just a sudden thought. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts so bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was referring to my arm, FYI. Just in case you people think I have turned to an emo person or something. Hoo hoo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something told me from that moment it wouldn't be the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-6967769064851599507?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/6967769064851599507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=6967769064851599507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/6967769064851599507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/6967769064851599507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/03/whoohoo-first-day-of-term-2-was.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-7949186450424654768</id><published>2008-03-17T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T16:57:38.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;My brain has stopped taking in information after a few pages of notes for Chemistry and that totally doesn't help since I have a lecture test tomorrow and I know nothing. And all my math homework is undone too. Not that I don't want to do them but I don't understand a thing either. Man, I wasted the whole week of holidays. I didn't study much and I didn't even have any fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, on a brighter note, Arashi has a new album releasing on 23rd April!!! I am so happy!! I really feel like preordering it but I don't think I even have ten dollars to spare, let alone $47 for the preorder. Money issues, ugh. My freaking phone bill for last month was near to 200 dollars because I spent hours using my phone's broadband. Oh great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March holidays is over! Bring on the June holidays!!! Like after ten more weeks of school, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, all of a sudden, I'm listening to S Club 7. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-7949186450424654768?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/7949186450424654768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=7949186450424654768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7949186450424654768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7949186450424654768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-brain-has-stopped-taking-in.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-7754235123471699645</id><published>2008-03-14T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:25:36.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I feel lost. I feel like I should be doing something else. I feel like I should be somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel weird and still, I've got to finish up my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to my dad, anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-7754235123471699645?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/7754235123471699645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=7754235123471699645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7754235123471699645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7754235123471699645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-feel-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-3907316660958157697</id><published>2008-03-10T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:34:36.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I wish I am an ordinary Japanese girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not, unless Aiba Masaki asks me to marry him which I will gladly agree and jump for joy at the same time, so I'll just leave it as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to update right now. Ever since being in a junior college for JAE, it seems like there is no such thing as slacking anymore even though it is what I have been doing every single day in school. However, I also spend almost every moment worrying about not understanding this or that for every subject but yet I do nothing about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really really hate to study, ugh! And all my holiday assignments are scattered around my table, making me worry even more if I can complete them on time because one week of holidays is totally insufficient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just waiting for June, where I will probably have the time of my life for just 13 days and come back to the place that I dread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We all talk about the past over bottles of wine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-3907316660958157697?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/3907316660958157697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=3907316660958157697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3907316660958157697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3907316660958157697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-wish-i-am-ordinary-japanese-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-8160627115483030419</id><published>2008-03-06T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T18:20:13.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;It was raining after the last lecture of the day so I took it as a sign that I shouldn't join netball but instead, I signed up for touch rugby and ODAC. Okay, I don't actually believe in such signs but I heard that they end at 9pm or later and I want to be home by then to watch those dramas on Channel 8!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I don't want to join anything. I feel clueless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Were they only the fitful dreams of some greater awakening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-8160627115483030419?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/8160627115483030419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=8160627115483030419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/8160627115483030419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/8160627115483030419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-was-raining-after-last-lecture-of.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-4226625743157582960</id><published>2008-03-05T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T20:46:40.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, a total lack of updates. Things have been mundane except that the trip to Japan during June holidays is on! I am so excited. And and and Arashi is performing in the Tokyo dome while my family is there. I am trying so hard to find tickets right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March holidays next week too! I cannot wait! Lecture timetable is quite insane. And I don't understand every single thing for every subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's netball trials for CCA sign-up tomorrow. I bet the other girls will be damn good that I stand no chance! Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh and there is this drink that Arashi appears in commercials for. I finally saw it for sale and got my sister to grab it immediately. Bwahaha, it made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take this sinking boat and point it home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-4226625743157582960?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/4226625743157582960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=4226625743157582960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4226625743157582960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4226625743157582960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-know-i-know-total-lack-of-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-1836445223134053992</id><published>2008-02-28T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T17:12:06.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Gastric kills, seriously. After 3 months of non-gastric days, it has to act up yesterday which was the release of the list of new classes. But because I have such great friends, they informed me anyway and thank goodness, I knew at least 2 people from my new class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there was Civics Classrooms today and it was so boring because everybody's faces were all so new to me except for Wilson's and Nat's. But I took my first green slip and left right after the first lecture anyway. I took super gross medicine and now I am fine again. I feel like walking around after spending yesterday, stoning in bed for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, there were many events that happened recently, but I am too lazy to blog about it. Bwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little clouds like wounds that blow away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-1836445223134053992?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/1836445223134053992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=1836445223134053992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1836445223134053992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1836445223134053992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/02/gastric-kills-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-8990564879271026343</id><published>2008-02-21T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T21:10:56.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I am posted back to SAJC Science and I am so happy about it that when I received the message from MOE, I woke everybody up because I was celebrating though it was at such an unearthly hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation wasn't as fun as the one at the start of the year probably because I miss OG22 and 08S01 that I don't bother to make new friends and all. So all I did for the whole day in school was to attend ice breakers, subject talks and mass dance. Then I left for ACJC to watch the rugby match between AC and SA. And I can't believe I could actually scrape my knee while playing dog-and-bone. My goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A bag of songs and a heavy heart won't make me down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-8990564879271026343?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/8990564879271026343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=8990564879271026343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/8990564879271026343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/8990564879271026343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-posted-back-to-sajc-science-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-2842377538695803670</id><published>2008-02-19T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:25:25.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I have always been waiting for the photos that are in Wei Lun's camera from CNY but he haven't sent me so I am too lazy to blog about the whole CNY visitation already. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of us went to Nat's house on Saturday for mahjong and movies. And it's more like gore movie marathon or something. Sweeney Todd followed by Texas Chainsaw Massacre which was so so so gross which is so much worse than Criminal Mind and Final Destination. I have loads of fun there though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168292583845993106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R7l2uONtGpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/aNEy2EbyZzg/s400/16feb08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168293163666578098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R7l3P-NtGrI/AAAAAAAAAUU/4bBa4eFLhjc/s400/16feb08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but before that, I went for GB like finally, after a million years. GG was using the hall for some national event stuff and I had a games station there so it was so weird because they were staring at us while waiting for their fancy drill with the music 'Shut Up and Drive' to start and using sticks. Well, I was trying not to laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the second last day of PAE but I went out with Priscilla to cut hair instead of my class after school. Haha, pool seems to be a hobby of my class. But I love all of them anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168293764961999570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R7l3y-NtGtI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7i8p3PXbmyI/s400/CIMG2551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168293597458275010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R7l3pONtGsI/AAAAAAAAAUc/H6aFUoTSlhA/s400/CIMG2549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And live in hilltop houses driving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; fifteen cars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-2842377538695803670?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/2842377538695803670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=2842377538695803670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2842377538695803670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2842377538695803670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-have-always-been-waiting-for-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R7l2uONtGpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/aNEy2EbyZzg/s72-c/16feb08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-2785304973509463854</id><published>2008-02-15T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:52:33.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day! Which also means Happy birthday to Jayne! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day in SAJC is so much different in KCP. There is really an appropriate atmosphere in school today until we didn't want to go for lessons. But of course, we went in the end, late for GP for half an hour. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy the entire day because I received quite a number of chocolate/cookies/sweets! And it was so fun during our break because we totally used the song dedication to disturb some guys from class. My classmates are so sweet though! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166845871356975714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R7RS8eNtGmI/AAAAAAAAATs/4XcCzceSS_c/s400/14feb08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I tried, you'd make believe&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-2785304973509463854?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/2785304973509463854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=2785304973509463854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2785304973509463854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2785304973509463854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day-which-also-means.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R7RS8eNtGmI/AAAAAAAAATs/4XcCzceSS_c/s72-c/14feb08+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-3276298699251633329</id><published>2008-02-13T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T19:28:55.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to crash NYJC to join Natalia and Rudi today but decided against it even though today's Tuesday which means the super boring day in school. But I'm glad that I went though because PE was so fun. The girls played floorball against the girls of another class and the guys played against the guys of that class. But still, 08S01 won both, whoohooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majority of us skipped Chinese lesson and the teacher came down tot he canteen personally to look for us so Nat, Weiling and I went to hide at the back of the rock wall with the ants and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166053149243152978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R7GB9-NtGlI/AAAAAAAAATk/_Mangnhf-NU/s400/DSC05030.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Heh heh, we look like we're hiding at one corner of the school to get a smoke or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yesterday, 4 of us wearing contacts decided to wear spectacles together. And we look so cooooooooooool, I'm sure. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166052990329363010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R7GB0uNtGkI/AAAAAAAAATc/dmaFpVVvXLI/s400/DSC05029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, everyday is so funnyyyyyy. Oh and Arashi's PV for their new single Step and Go is so so so so so so hot! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry for all the words I didn't say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-3276298699251633329?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/3276298699251633329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=3276298699251633329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3276298699251633329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3276298699251633329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-wanted-to-crash-nyjc-to-join-natalia.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R7GB9-NtGlI/AAAAAAAAATk/_Mangnhf-NU/s72-c/DSC05030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-4223579208981735353</id><published>2008-02-09T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T20:05:56.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that my hair was cut short and no one recognised me in school. It was as if I had another face instead. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was deleting my past messages in my phone and it was back when we were texting one another where we were a few hours before Graduation Night. And there were also messages which mentioned about Jayne having interviews in Yamaha and how Priscilla and I were happily talking about David Aw when 80s Rewind first came about and of course, Ronald and I arguing about Courtney from Survivor China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But time has past and now, Jayne happens to be MIA most of the time due to work, Pris and I are not talking about David Aw anymore and Ronald and I will argue about someone else from the latest Survivor which is going to show later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not reminiscing. I just think this is quite amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it was just a dream for the teen who was a fiend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-4223579208981735353?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/4223579208981735353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=4223579208981735353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4223579208981735353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4223579208981735353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dreamt-that-my-hair-was-cut-short-and.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-29950047148666313</id><published>2008-02-07T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T20:30:08.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;CNY celebrations today! I didn't go to KCP with the rest because SAJC ended later than KCP and I met up with Jayne to shop at Bugis which was insanely packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this screening of a Korean movie which I watched halfway because the subtitles were so tiny so a few of us ended up playing Bingo which got quite boring soooo I went to check out the songs in Aranab's iPod which were damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163840190103189650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R6mlSy_8eJI/AAAAAAAAAS8/vQ9g2GjJgHE/s400/P1020655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Weiling and Aranab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163840336132077730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R6mlbS_8eKI/AAAAAAAAATE/L9XaicRI3iI/s400/P1020657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nat and Bryan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163840550880442546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R6mlny_8eLI/AAAAAAAAATM/IFkpjNcuFUg/s400/P1020658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The guys being cheeky! Haha, I cannot believe this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163841585967560898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R6mmkC_8eMI/AAAAAAAAATU/77vw0I1DJjk/s400/P1020659.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kaibin!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rest of the class either skipped today's event or went back to their homeland so I shall take pictures another time! Heh heh heh. And the other pictures of today are in Weiling's super cool camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chinese New Year is here already!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only thing I ever could need, only one good thing worth trying to be&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-29950047148666313?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/29950047148666313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=29950047148666313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/29950047148666313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/29950047148666313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-celebrations-today-i-didnt-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R6mlSy_8eJI/AAAAAAAAAS8/vQ9g2GjJgHE/s72-c/P1020655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-912758475363732292</id><published>2008-02-06T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T17:17:44.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outer appearance is of utmost importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's days like these when I feel like hiding somewhere and never come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I know my classmates read my blog! Hello! And CNY is coming so eat, eat and be merry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little voices whispering that I should go and this should end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-912758475363732292?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/912758475363732292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=912758475363732292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/912758475363732292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/912758475363732292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/02/welcome-to-real-world.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-126506736767690505</id><published>2008-02-05T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T15:31:52.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe I was standing throughout Chinese lesson this morning just because I didn't do the work. She made those standing up memorise a paragraph from some crappy comprehension and recite it to her before sitting down. I couldn't recite it because I forgot one freaking word and had to continue standing longer than the rest! Ugh ugh ugh, I hate Chinese so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was really dry today. And there's 2 more weeks to go before the PAE period ends. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm learning as the world keeps turning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-126506736767690505?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/126506736767690505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=126506736767690505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/126506736767690505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/126506736767690505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-cannot-believe-i-was-standing.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-938776671876421340</id><published>2008-02-03T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T22:30:52.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's celebration for Geraleine's birthday was really fun, especially at Sushi Tei where it was like 6 girls giggling like mad when this cute waiter comes and obviously knew that we were referring to him. Alright, I have no pictures to post because Pris haven't sent them to me yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was so miserable! I don't know why I feel like this. Neither do I know why my mood suddenly changed to such a dark one. Suddenly, I am calling people I know out as if I am desperate for company. But I want to be alone actually, all by myself. It's as if everything is going wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I am a powerpuff girl. I rather fight the bad people like Mojo Jojo than the demons in my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess things will go back to normal after the posting of schools. I'm not sore about which JC I can go with my O Levels results but that piece of news will really affect how things will be in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so damn corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here we are again, circles never end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-938776671876421340?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/938776671876421340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=938776671876421340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/938776671876421340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/938776671876421340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/02/yesterdays-celebration-for-geraleines.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-375652361042211535</id><published>2008-02-01T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:13:04.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I was being really random when I clicked the first link of my archives which lead to the first month that I started this blog. Man, I couldn't believe all that I had typed! It was quite nonsensical but I guess it was then when I didn't give a damn about the whole world. Ah, I probably sound really old just by that sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hibernate for ten years to make up for the lost sleep I have accumulated from the past 4 nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I can’t ask you to give what you already gave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-375652361042211535?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/375652361042211535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=375652361042211535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/375652361042211535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/375652361042211535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-was-being-really-random-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-7361906667340385096</id><published>2008-01-31T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:29:00.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stand inconsiderate Singaporeans! Seriously. I don't care who I am offending but if YOU (the person reading this) don't move to the back of the bus to let others board or flag a taxi 100m before a taxi stand, you seriously suck like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that was what happened to me. Two 171 buses drove past the bus stop without letting anyone board the bus because some assholes refused to move to the back of the bus. If only one bus drove past, it's almost alright. But TWO FREAKING BUSES?! Almost unbelievable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I gave up on buses and went to the taxi stand. It was like a long queue and no taxi in sight at all! And when one came, a woman went to flag it while it was like 100m away from the taxi stand. MY GOODNESS. I finally got my dad to fetch me and it was like 1 hour since I stepped onto the bus stop until the time I reached home. Including the time spent travelling on the MRT, it was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am so sleepy right now. Happy birthday to Jacq anyway!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well there ain't no luck in these loaded dice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-7361906667340385096?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/7361906667340385096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=7361906667340385096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7361906667340385096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7361906667340385096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-cannot-stand-inconsiderate.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-3226116882492345292</id><published>2008-01-29T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:57:38.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I saw a big spider near the wiring behind my computer and immediately thought of The Mist. For that moment, I was stunned and thought that the spider will shoot out some kind of web that will burn through my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That good intentions don't dig out the holes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-3226116882492345292?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/3226116882492345292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=3226116882492345292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3226116882492345292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3226116882492345292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-saw-big-spider-near-wiring-behind-my.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-1706269048970868807</id><published>2008-01-27T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:03:58.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159814336868022354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R5tXzS_8eFI/AAAAAAAAASc/SQeYWwytRM8/s400/DSC04949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159814487191877730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R5tX8C_8eGI/AAAAAAAAASk/V4C3-lpPtEA/s400/DSC04955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159814628925798514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R5tYES_8eHI/AAAAAAAAASs/5EY8p6vbsYc/s400/DSC04957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though some of 08S01 didn't come for today's outing, I had such a great time hanging out with them for the whole day! I actually planned out the whole post for today already but kind of forgot half of it because I am super sleepy now and can't think straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we met up to go to Sentosa and when we actually reached there, we didn't know what to do. So Weiling and I went to change while the guys went to bury Nat and the whole thing looked so funny. Most of them went to buy a ball then so Lim Zhen and I ended up burying their slippers while they were gone and actually forgot where we buried the slippers when Ye Han couldn't find one of his slippers. We played catching, touch rugby and volleyball plus running on sand is super duper tiring. And during our bus rides to different parts of Sentosa, we were all playing this game where someone sings a song and we have to guess the title. Man, that really cracked me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch, we met up with Bryan at Vivo to take loads of pictures and there were such cute Japanese kids around! Some of them left while the rest of us went to Cineleisure to play pool and for a 2nd time player, it was so tough because some of them are like super good. Oh and town was super duper packed. Like really really packed like mad. We even had so much trouble finding somewhere that could contain 8 of us at a table for dinner. So we ended up at Taka outside this Chinese restaurant which has a million and one people outside waiting for seats and all Bryan did was talk to this guy working there and we got in and could order in like, an instant. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159814805019457666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R5tYOi_8eII/AAAAAAAAAS0/sAJmjVjRjds/s400/DSC04972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner was so filling so Weiling, Kaibin, Ye Han and I went to Far East to walk around first and when we were all at Topshop, we chose like an outfit for the guys to change into and they looked super hot. Hahaha, I guess that did sound a little insane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I guess I was a little disappointed with my results. Ah, scratch that! I was like having major disappointment with myself when I got back my results. I thought I could do better but I totally thought wrong! Ugh ugh ugh this sucks. I decided not to like drown in self pity but instead hope for the best that I may be able to stay in SAJC. Oh and I am so sorry to those who worried about me, especially after seeing how I was during the receiving of results. I'm alright now, thought it through after a really tiring jog that cleared my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;So like the flowers toward the sun, I will follow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-1706269048970868807?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/1706269048970868807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=1706269048970868807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1706269048970868807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1706269048970868807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/even-though-some-of-08s01-didnt-come.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R5tXzS_8eFI/AAAAAAAAASc/SQeYWwytRM8/s72-c/DSC04949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-4411878754722151948</id><published>2008-01-23T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:04:24.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Today was like a spacing out day or something. The whole day I was either spacing out or day dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like throughout all the lessons, my mind was all "Aiba! Aiba! Aiba!" and during the physics test, my mind went "Results! Results! Results!". During Economics, the teacher said something that sounded like 'kink' and I thought of "KinKi Kids" which led to thinking of JE and then Arashi and back to Aiba. Haha, at least I entertained myself. Especially during Chinese lesson, I ended up staring at the teacher who was right at my face and singing to myself. I seriously hate Chinese. Most Chinese teachers are really eccentric and weird and super moody. I happened to always have Chinese teachers who are always like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to change my Mother Tongue! My Chinese seriously suck that bad that I had to get my sister to help me with every word for a Chinese composition that I had to complete last night, titled "My Ambition". This sucks sucks sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I haven't been ranting for so long. Tomorrow is the day before we collect our results and I have a 2 and a half hour break with my class! Fun, fun, fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every hurt kid who's about to start and sing along&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-4411878754722151948?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/4411878754722151948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=4411878754722151948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4411878754722151948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4411878754722151948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-was-like-spacing-out-day-or.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-37569382064479262</id><published>2008-01-22T05:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T14:36:30.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;As I tried to sleep last night, Aiba-chan's singing of Kitto Daijoubu kept ringing in my head! And I slept so well after that. Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will be heading over to Bishan Stadium with Mrs Jun later and it's time to work our asses off because I have been pigging out so much lately. Of course, to fulfill our resolution of looking good before we fly off to Japan too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release of results are confirmed to be on the 24th of January and I cannot wait because that would mean three days off from school. Then I can stone in front of my computer and watching loads of Arashi videos that I haven't been watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: I just looked through Arashi's first photobook and I almost fainted from happiness. Kyaaaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s not that easy to be on the pull these days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-37569382064479262?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/37569382064479262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=37569382064479262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/37569382064479262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/37569382064479262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/as-i-tried-to-sleep-last-night-aiba.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-3914941099260250695</id><published>2008-01-20T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T21:57:41.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;When I was searching for information on universities in Japan that offer short courses on the Japanese language for foreigners, I came across a list of politicians/business leaders/celebrities who was from Waseda University and saw Sharon Au's name on like, the top of the celebrities' list. That was quite shocking. To me, at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157186014372551106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R5IBWytJ2cI/AAAAAAAAASU/RtiZTu5dwIE/s400/IMG_0145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;OG 22 after cross country! This picture is too funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cold water on my face, brings me back to the brink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-3914941099260250695?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/3914941099260250695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=3914941099260250695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3914941099260250695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3914941099260250695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-i-was-searching-for-information-on.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R5IBWytJ2cI/AAAAAAAAASU/RtiZTu5dwIE/s72-c/IMG_0145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-3008499746989123065</id><published>2008-01-19T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T17:53:13.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but feel so down! I was reading Arashi forums and found out that one french Arashi fan got to see Nino in person, took a picture with him and got an autograph too while he was having a press conference in Paris for Letters from Iwo Jima! I also read another forum about Aiba's family restaurant and how some of the fans managed to eat at the restaurant and see his house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man man man, and I am stuck here in sunny Singapore, waiting for my freaking results and not having much progress in learning Japanese on my own because of all that homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that the weekend is here though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just let it roll off your back and go about your day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-3008499746989123065?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/3008499746989123065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=3008499746989123065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3008499746989123065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3008499746989123065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-cant-help-but-feel-so-down-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-8916547397072930195</id><published>2008-01-18T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:53:36.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;School was really really fun today! Even though the whole day was so long. But my classmates make the whole PAE thing worthwhile! Anyway, SAJC says that results maybe coming out next thursday. OMG!!! I am so not ready to collect my results. What a scary thought. I am afraid of how I might fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I caught Cloverfield just now with Priscilla. The action was good but the storyline was a little weird. The seats in GV Vivo City are so comfortable though!! But the reception before the movie was so.. crappy that Priscilla and I went to shop around Vivo City and brought ice blended drinks from Coffee Bean into the theatre. Hee hee, she was so scared that she might get caught!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sleepy now that I do not feel like doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And killer heels literally kill your feet. Well, mine for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Won't you dry your tears in someone else's sweet embrace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-8916547397072930195?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/8916547397072930195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=8916547397072930195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/8916547397072930195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/8916547397072930195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-was-really-really-fun-today-even.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-5412806071321873716</id><published>2008-01-17T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:18:17.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard not to hear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But they talk so loud &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their piercing sounds fill my ears &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Try to fill me with doubt &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet I know that the goal &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is to keep me from falling &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But nothing’s greater &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Than the rest that comes with your embrace &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in this world of loneliness I see your face &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet everyone around me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinks that I’m going crazy, maybe, maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-5412806071321873716?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/5412806071321873716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=5412806071321873716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5412806071321873716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5412806071321873716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/trying-hard-not-to-hear-but-they-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-3322502693544889175</id><published>2008-01-16T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T23:21:11.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I broke a glass rod during my first Chemistry practical today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, even though I was dead tired, I went to catch a movie with my 4 Truth friends! Like finally, I haven't been hanging out with them since counting down to 2008. We caught that Korean movie but I personally think Japanese actors are better looking. Hee hee. And I actually got myself to walk from J8 to RJC just to get a straight bus home and that was something I would never have done because I am usually too lazy to get my legs to move. Haha, it's weird but I did that because I wanted more time for Arashi to be blasting in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really want to go to Japan!! AIBA MASAKI!!! And I have cross-country tomorrow. Oh my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take your first step and you will get there in time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-3322502693544889175?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/3322502693544889175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=3322502693544889175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3322502693544889175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3322502693544889175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-broke-glass-rod-during-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-5350177018911542625</id><published>2008-01-15T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:05:20.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I am actually starting to like school! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had to attend the Edusave Award ceremony yesterday to collect a scholarship award and there was this Fairfield guy behind me who kept kicking my chair unknowingly and speak so loud and his laughter is so damn horrible. I was like so tempted to turn behind and scream my head off at him but I didn't know anyone there sooo.. I guess I just sat throughout the whole thing, tolerating that loud and horrible laughter while he was talking to his friend. It was almost too unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fun day with Jacq and Priscilla today even though everything was mostly impromptu and rushing from place to place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've got homework to do now. Ah, I really miss my holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pocket full of matches and a head full of flames&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-5350177018911542625?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/5350177018911542625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=5350177018911542625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5350177018911542625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5350177018911542625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-actually-starting-to-like-school-d.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-859588216533316038</id><published>2008-01-12T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T00:32:32.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;School was funny today because the atmosphere isn't that awkward with all that unfamiliarity anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I started watching Tantei Gakuen Q that is always starring Yamada Ryosuke, the super cute young guy from Hey! Say! JUMP, I started to become aware of my surroundings. Man, that sounds like extreme paranoia but I can't help with if I suddenly hear a foreign sound or notice a shadow. Like just now when I took a nap, this weird noise woke me up and I went to search my whole house for trespassers because the door was unlocked for a little while before. Okay, my house isn't that huge so it just sounded so exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a kid detective too! It is like super duper cool but I bet such things doesn't happen in Singapore. Ugh, what a drag. And I want to try attending cram school like those in Japan! This just made me sound so unpatriotic. But I still love Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, get in line with the paparazzi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-859588216533316038?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/859588216533316038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=859588216533316038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/859588216533316038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/859588216533316038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-was-funny-today-because.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-6015588048434842514</id><published>2008-01-10T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T17:54:19.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R4SZgitJ2bI/AAAAAAAAASM/YnAx7dhO-08/s1600-h/OG22+PIC+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153412657969748402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R4SZgitJ2bI/AAAAAAAAASM/YnAx7dhO-08/s400/OG22+PIC+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lectures and tutorials really suck now since OG 22 split up as we are posted to different classes already. My class is like, I don't know. No one talks to me! Well, there are two but it is still quite miserable though the girls in my class are nice. There are quite a few scholars in my class and they finished the math tutorial before school even ended today! Well I am like too lazy and apparently brain dead to do anything right now. Plus, I have PE from 4pm to 5pm tomorrow. My goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the 4 Truth gang are meeting up for dinner later and I really want to go join them! Ah I miss the good old days which were like just last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I miss Arashi too! I just realised I haven't been watching their variety shows since Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And your twisted words, your help just hurts&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/9640319-6015588048434842514?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/6015588048434842514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=6015588048434842514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/6015588048434842514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/6015588048434842514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/lectures-and-tutorials-really-suck-now.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R4SZgitJ2bI/AAAAAAAAASM/YnAx7dhO-08/s72-c/OG22+PIC+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-4351225717501769513</id><published>2008-01-08T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T18:08:45.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Just as I am so used to school with my OG and actually having fun even during lectures, we are now separated into our classes and I am posted to 08S01 which has none of my OG members in it and neither does it have any people from KCP (actually I just meant Ivan, Ronald and Shane because I don't really care if the other people from KCP aren't in the same class as me or not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had like GP, Chemistry and Physics lectures consecutively today and I almost died of boredom. I kept spacing out because I am so not used to listening to someone talk for an hour straight. In this case, it was three hours but the GP lecturer was entertaining though, in a sadistic way. And I haven't learn my mistake from before when I still put a huge amount of chilli in my chicken rice during lunch because the spiciness was insane. We had like 2 hours to spare to wait for the Maths lecture which I was so tempted to skip but some guys from OG 22 were so funny and Jessica brought another magazine! Man, I hope there is also someone in my class who umm, appreciates the Japanese culture too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica and I did the most typical Singaporean thing that we could ever do. We rushed out of Maths lecture once it ended to the photocopy centre so we could buy the lecture notes before the whole crowd comes. Heh heh. The queue was so insane when we finished purchasing and the auntie was scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus ride home was super short compared to going home from KCP! However, the walk through the secondary school and over the overhead bridge was really really really long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, am I getting the blogging bug back or what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This sad and sullen winter night seems tropical and bright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-4351225717501769513?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/4351225717501769513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=4351225717501769513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4351225717501769513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4351225717501769513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-as-i-am-so-used-to-school-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-28130255986105311</id><published>2008-01-07T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T19:55:42.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of Arashi last night and could even remember everything about it when I woke up! But when I fell asleep again and woke up once more, all I remembered about it was that it was the bestest dream ever! Well, that's good and bad in a way because I cannot remember what happened in that dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ugh, there is school tomorrow but it doesn't start at 9am like how it is in KCP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The fear in my proud and envious eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-28130255986105311?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/28130255986105311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=28130255986105311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/28130255986105311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/28130255986105311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dreamt-of-arashi-last-night-and-could.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-1160507684854342</id><published>2008-01-05T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T00:33:55.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I decided to go for the last day of orientation in SAJC!!! Well, I actually wanted to go back to KCP with Priscilla and Kerin to see GB's fancy drill but the girls in my OG decided to go to the finale together when we actually wanted to skip it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151658219663907170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R35d2ytJ2WI/AAAAAAAAARk/JxgAnH8MudU/s320/04012008452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That's Jessica and me! She was so nice to bring this Japanese magazine she got when she was in Japan and the cover page was Arashi! And most of the articles were about the bands from Johnny's Entertainment and Hey! Say! Jump! was featured with their cute little faces plastered everywhere! AHHHHH! I nearly went insane right in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151658348512926066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R35d-StJ2XI/AAAAAAAAARs/R3gQUExTD00/s320/04012008454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I cannot help but to take a picture of it because the guys of Arashi look so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was another girl in my group who absolutely loves Japan too! I was ecstatic and I love being in OG 22 even though I was so sore about it on the first day. Anyway, CIP was quite fun because I never went door-to-door to collect newspaper before so it was a good experience though some houses were very freaky. We saw brick walls inside one house with a scary ceiling and ran off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finale was so fun because my tribe won Best Cheer and there was a live band in the hall so everyone went wild and were dancing. Ah, I had such a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost the whole of OG 22 walked to the MRT station and went to Serangoon to eat at Chomp Chomp which was super packed so we got takeaway and ate on the ground outside the food centre. And there were like a big bunch of ants crawling onto me which I couldn't see because it was so dark but I knew it when they freaking bit me and it hurts so bad so we moved to the ground near the bus stop instead but the ants were still biting me. I think I killed all by then though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for the first time in 16 and a half years, I shared a cab with other people!!!! So exciting! I think I just sounded a little loserish. But really! In KCP, there is always no one staying in my area. But in my OG, 3 other people do! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151659138786908562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R35esStJ2ZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/zTVv8nmCTGQ/s400/OG22.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I need to go Kinokuniya tomorrow to get a Japanese magazine that features Arashi so I can be happy and have something to do for a whole month like translating the article which may seem quite impossible for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those dreams weren't as daft as they seem&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/9640319-1160507684854342?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/1160507684854342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=1160507684854342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1160507684854342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1160507684854342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-so-glad-i-decided-to-go-for-last.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R35d2ytJ2WI/AAAAAAAAARk/JxgAnH8MudU/s72-c/04012008452.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-8655164469640182812</id><published>2008-01-04T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T19:19:00.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Well, second day of orientation was so much better! There was like this time when we (my OG) registered our subjects and were sitting in the classroom, I found out that a girl called Jessica likes KAT-TUN which also meant she knew Arashi since they are both under Johnny's Entertainment. Man, did I go wild. I was so glad and we were like commenting on how cute/goodlooking/hot they all were. Okay maybe just me. Then the girls were like talking about Italy, Korea and Japan plus some other random stuff while the guys laughed at whatever they said and all. Oh and they were so gentlemanly that I wasn't used to it because KCP guys that I know aren't like that! And one of the girls mentioned that guys in her school were like that too, helping out so that the girls don't have to do much and all. Oh man. And my shorts were like disgustingly soaked during the wet games though, because of all those rubber bits from the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite this, I am still glad tomorrow is the last day of orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might be getting old. Days in KCP ending at 6 plus can never make me tired but just the second day in SAJC which ended at like 5 plus or 6 got me so exhausted already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my daily dose now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone's a winner, we're making our fame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-8655164469640182812?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/8655164469640182812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=8655164469640182812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/8655164469640182812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/8655164469640182812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-second-day-of-orientation-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-5415276011023840639</id><published>2008-01-03T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:35:11.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;This for you, Jayne! Since you want me to update on school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 5 minutes on the compound of SAJC and I seriously want to go home already. I know, I know. I've been saying how it's like my dream school but I guess I am too used to the holidays already that I HAVE to follow my routine of watching Arashi online every afternoon, instead of running around buildings that I have no idea where I am at. And apparently, there's CIP on Friday. Well, it isn't that I'm sore about it but I was just.. surprised. But there were some pretty cool SAJC merchandise given though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's first day of school all over again, it kind of sucks because I never liked orientation at all even during my time in KCPSS. The people were nice, games were rather fun but I can't get myself to enjoy. I sound like an over-emotional depressed freak! But really, the whole day, my thoughts were all 'I want to go home and sleep', 'I want to go home and watch Arashi on veoh/youtube/crunchyroll' and 'I want to go to Japan to see Aiba-kun'! Very loserish, yes I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in 2238716363 days, I spent 12 hours in the same place. Man, that seriously tires me out. I need a lot of sleep but I just don't want to because I want my daily dose of Arashi though tomorrow will probably be much more tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have finally finished ranting, it's time to get my CCA records and preliminary results photocopied to hand up with my subject combination form tomorrow. (Heh, plus Ronald and Shane heard a whole lot of my complaints during the bus ride to TP interchange)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eew, this post makes me seem like an anti-social freak! Which I am not. Really. Really really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They're gonna clean up your looks with all the lies in the books&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-5415276011023840639?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/5415276011023840639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=5415276011023840639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5415276011023840639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5415276011023840639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-for-you-jayne-since-you-want-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-5211674452080901177</id><published>2008-01-02T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T16:04:36.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;This is the 700th post and also my first post in 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has passed by so fast that it's a new year once again! But this time, things will change because my usual friends and classmates from last year or 3 years ago have been separated since we are posted to different schools and some of them are working right now while waiting for the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but am I glad that most of Singapore were gathered at Vivo City, Marina Bay and town yesterday. Because that would mean the roads in the heartland areas are empty. Heh heh, considering I had my countdown in Toa Payoh. It was very unlike the previous countdown because I went to City Hall with a couple of friends to watch the fireworks. I prefer how I spent my countdown this year though. I hate crowds and rubbing shoulders/arms/etc with them just because it is freaking crowded. I was at McDonalds in Toa Payoh which was quite deserted with my usual group of classmates from 4 Truth and two of Justin's siblings as all of us spent the day in Justin's house doing various stuff. Ah, it was so good to be sitting there while waiting for the clock to strike twelve and have a good drink while we talk about the old times from Sec 1 to 4 and laughing our ass off about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I think back, I guess I'm glad that I've been placed in 1/2 Peace and 3/4 Truth in KCP. Though there were times, I hated school like crap and wanted to get out as soon as possible. And also though Sec 3 was the most horrible year because childish things like skipping school/lessons occurred almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, 2007 was also the year I found out about Arashi! Whoohooooooo! Though it was seriously depressing when I received a sms from Suriani yesterday about her cousin telling her that Ohno was doing impersonations and that the group was performing Kitto Daijoubu at the countdown concert in Japan which Arashi was hosting. Ugh, but it's okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am so glad that whole O Level phase is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are like a million and one things I still want to blog about but I have my first day of school tomorrow which I am dreading because that means no more long hours in front of the computer in the daytime so I will end here, I guess, since I want to use the rest of my time today watching those variety shows hosted by Arashi! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein that I keep on closing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-5211674452080901177?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/5211674452080901177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=5211674452080901177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5211674452080901177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5211674452080901177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-700th-post-and-also-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-7416905051436390525</id><published>2007-12-29T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T23:36:01.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Some guy from SAJC called me yesterday to inform me about the first day of school. It's still quite a shock to me that I am heading to a JC in like a few more days. I still feel like I just entered KCP even though it was like 4 years ago with my crappy hair and super long skirt. But I finished my Os, made it to SAJC with my prelims results. This whole thing still isn't registering in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I am not excited despite the whole mail they sent me looks exciting. I guess I'm still stuck in my Arashi craze and need those long hours in the afternoon and night, reading about them on the net, watching their dramas and variety shows, listen to them sing and learn their language! It's really hard to pick up a foreign language now, especially when I have no teacher or whatsoever. Still, I shall perservere because the Japanese language is so fascinating anddddddddd also because I want to marry Masaki Aiba!!! Heh heh heh. I dreamt of him last night!!! Best dream everrr~! Whoa, I think I sound like some crazy insane fangirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I usually thought Japanese music was always cheesy and all but Arashi changed my mindset totally! I mean, besides the members being absolutely hot and adorable guys who are just 8-10 years older than I am, all the songs are actually nice to listen to! Very soothing and somewhat encouraging and ahhhhhh, I just want to go to one of their concerts! I want to go to the Tokyo Dome on 31st december to their countdown concert! (Not sure if there's one but I am sure I read about it somewhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was just basically loads of ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arashi, Arashi, For dreaaaaaaaaaaam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-7416905051436390525?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/7416905051436390525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=7416905051436390525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7416905051436390525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7416905051436390525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/12/some-guy-from-sajc-called-me-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-4116403399667025134</id><published>2007-12-27T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T02:26:37.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Kerin and I are such huge fangirls of Arashi!!! And of course, Suriani too! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until it resulted in such madness while Kerin and I were saying bye to each other for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Only love can do. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha okay i got to go sleep already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Only love can do. says:&lt;br /&gt;tmr got work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Only love can do. says:&lt;br /&gt;goodnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Only love can do. says:&lt;br /&gt;and i'll meet you in my dream church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Only love can do. says:&lt;br /&gt;where i marry to jun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Only love can do. says:&lt;br /&gt;and you marry to aiba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Only love can do. says:&lt;br /&gt;see you later! got to do those wedding preparation in my dreams ! HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Invitation only grand farewells says:&lt;br /&gt;lol yea yea!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Invitation only grand farewells says:&lt;br /&gt;omg omg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Invitation only grand farewells says:&lt;br /&gt;and and and!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Invitation only grand farewells says:&lt;br /&gt;nino can be like the best man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Invitation only grand farewells says:&lt;br /&gt;so can sho and ohno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Only love can do. says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Invitation only grand farewells says:&lt;br /&gt;heh heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Invitation only grand farewells says:&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to dream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Only love can do. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purple words are from Kerin (which is also MatsuJun's colour) while the green words are mine (which is Aiba-kun's colour!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I sure do hope I am able to make a friend next year in whatever school I end up in who is as mad about Arashi as Kerin!! Even though I didn't share this same crazy obsession with her until after we graduated from KCP. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-4116403399667025134?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/4116403399667025134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=4116403399667025134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4116403399667025134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4116403399667025134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/12/kerin-and-i-are-such-huge-fangirls-of.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-2530732848823257652</id><published>2007-12-21T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T22:15:31.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I had a few gatherings for Christmas recently, if not I would be spending my whole day at home as usual. Now, I've stopped watching dramas but progressed to watching Japanese variety shows. Well, hosted by Arashi, to be specific. I need lots of luck for next year! So that when I go to Tokyo, I may be able to see any Arashi member on the streets. Heh heh heh. That would be so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, time passes so fast that Christmas is already nearing. Soon the new year will be here and it's time for school again. I'm posted to SAJC but I still dread 2nd January! It seems like I haven't enjoyed my holidays at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so life has been mundane and I am going to continue watching those shows! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So now this heart can beat a skipping rhythm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-2530732848823257652?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/2530732848823257652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=2530732848823257652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2530732848823257652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2530732848823257652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-had-few-gatherings-for-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-3942250462618099097</id><published>2007-12-13T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:22:38.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I ran under the rain from Le Meridien to Plaza Singapura yesterday and got drenched while tripping over a slab of concrete with stones. Now, a whole piece of skin from my last toe came off. Ugh, it looks mutated right now. Apparently, Priscilla and Ronald didn't get as wet as me since I stood under the rain and whine about the pain before Priscilla could cover me with her umbrella. The whole thing was pretty dumb but I dried off quickly and went to have dinner with my classmates. It was quite fun except that I was constantly being irritated by the person sitting beside me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am now currently hooked onto Matsumoto Jun's dramas and Arashi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With truth on the shores of compassion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-3942250462618099097?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/3942250462618099097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=3942250462618099097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3942250462618099097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3942250462618099097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-ran-under-rain-from-le-meridien-to.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-7667879901006699305</id><published>2007-12-06T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T01:03:29.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes. I know I haven't been blogging. I just can't seem to get my lazy ass off the couch to blog at the computer. There are a lot of very nice teevee shows nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past three Tuesdays, I had been out at chalets. Two weeks ago, there was the 2 Peace chalet and it was like 2 people to 1 bed. So I shared one with Jayne and that was really bad because she kicked me off while sleeping. Ugh! But haha, don't get mad at me for saying this, Jayne! Last week, I had 4 Truth chalet which was so fun because the whole place was like overcrowded. It waslike 20 odd people trying to sleep under a roof of a "5 room flat" except that it was in a country club. But the barbeque was so yummy. Ivan Teo brought his stingrays and chilli thingy. And yesterday, Ronald booked a holiday bungalow to celebrate his and Bert's birthdays but only him, Wei Huang, Jayne and I stayed over. There were like four rooms but all were so creepy so we took 4 mattresses and slept in the game room at like 6.30am. Too much mahjong and sliding down the stairs on mattresses! He even got dinner catered in the evening and lots of people came and MAVIS CAME BACK FROM LA AND SAW MILO V!!!! She is officially the coolest girl I know right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to LA too!!! Well, my family was supposed to go to Tokyo but we could only find tickets there but not back until January. But my sister and probably I have school so the whole thing was cancelled. So the alternative is always.. Malaysia. Nooooo, I want to go to Japan!!! Okay, I should stop being a freaking whiny kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and mmmm, the cake we got for Ronald and Bertram just now is so yummy! Ugh, gluttony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is like so important, for the first time in my life, I actually got an Edusave Scholarship! Whoaaaaaa, I never did get even a bursary before. Heh heh. This news just made my year! But the thing that sucks is that I am probably the only one from my school that is collecting from Ulu Pandan CC while everyone else probably collects from Bishan CC. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it's 1 o'clock! I can go take out that tape (I know, very old-fashioned) from the recorder and watch PCD: Search for the next doll because my dad taped Boston Legal and I can't watch until it's over so now that it's over, I can go watch my show. Ooh, did that previous sentence even make sense? But I like bitchy shows like that though. I find it quite funny.. somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the hearts all over the world tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-7667879901006699305?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/7667879901006699305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=7667879901006699305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7667879901006699305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7667879901006699305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/12/yes-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-3174555999952026108</id><published>2007-11-25T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T20:06:11.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I was at the rink today when I noticed a huge event going on for Nat Ho. Yeah, that Channel 8 actor. After a while, Felicia Chin was there too. I thought Nat Ho was the limelight but it seemed that Felicia Chin was getting much more attention while she was on the ice. Apparently, Esther told me that it was some combined fan club for those two celebrities. And I got the biggest shock when I saw the two artistes taking the lift and their fans running to the escalators, probably hoping they could make it in time to see them downstairs or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to chase someone like that, it's only when that person is throwing money as he/she is walking. Not even Takuya Kimura's or the local David Aw's presence will make me do that. But I liked Felicia Chin's bag though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly there's nothing much to do on the internet and I'm spending all my time on DVDs of those American TV series. I need to have something constructive to do! Like.. like.. something that doesn't involve studying. I miss school. I miss the lessons. I miss my crappy class. But there's chalet for 4 Truth on Tuesday! Whoohoo, can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every once and awhile and even though it's different now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-3174555999952026108?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/3174555999952026108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=3174555999952026108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3174555999952026108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3174555999952026108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-was-at-rink-today-when-i-noticed-huge.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-4049569837233825119</id><published>2007-11-22T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T23:31:52.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0RN3MvFSaI/AAAAAAAAARY/KMWkeB1iT28/s1600-h/P1030024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135315085816056226" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0RJuMvFSLI/AAAAAAAAAPg/RT6eE4SBZHc/s320/Me+and+Pam+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0RJesvFSKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/9VtFIK7Hd2g/s1600-h/Me+and+Kerin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135310266862749858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0RJesvFSKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/9VtFIK7Hd2g/s320/Me+and+Kerin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0RJLMvFSJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Gh07drJYrqk/s1600-h/Me+and+Justin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135309931855300754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0RJLMvFSJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Gh07drJYrqk/s320/Me+and+Justin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135314802348214658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0RNmsvFSYI/AAAAAAAAARI/YOCPxChGTMs/s320/Me,+Wei+Lun+and+Wenjie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-4049569837233825119?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/4049569837233825119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=4049569837233825119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4049569837233825119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4049569837233825119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0RN3MvFSaI/AAAAAAAAARY/KMWkeB1iT28/s72-c/P1030024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-4031997483632575483</id><published>2007-11-22T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T23:32:47.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days were filled with so much activity. Firstly, it was Graduation Night. And it was so troublesome with the rushing and all. But I still had loads of fun even though I always get sick after don't-know-how-many-course meals. There is nothing much to describe about such an event like this, so the pictures' shall do all the talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q7acvFSII/AAAAAAAAAPI/N4l5PQroLv0/s1600-h/Me+and+John+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135294800685516930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q7acvFSII/AAAAAAAAAPI/N4l5PQroLv0/s320/Me+and+John+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q7J8vFSHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/oC6FxvRDGYI/s1600-h/Me+and+Jayne.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135294517217675378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q7J8vFSHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/oC6FxvRDGYI/s320/Me+and+Jayne.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q66cvFSGI/AAAAAAAAAO4/fj5PnqmGqi0/s1600-h/Me+and+Huimin+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135294250929703010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q66cvFSGI/AAAAAAAAAO4/fj5PnqmGqi0/s320/Me+and+Huimin+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q6jsvFSFI/AAAAAAAAAOw/6-lanZpaFwc/s1600-h/Me+and+Cass.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135293860087679058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q6jsvFSFI/AAAAAAAAAOw/6-lanZpaFwc/s320/Me+and+Cass.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q6UsvFSEI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1m_CoJWlEE0/s1600-h/Me+and+Chia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135293602389641282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q6UsvFSEI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1m_CoJWlEE0/s320/Me+and+Chia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q59svFSDI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_CK5dmp6z2c/s1600-h/Me+and+Aneza.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135293207252650034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q59svFSDI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_CK5dmp6z2c/s320/Me+and+Aneza.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q5tsvFSCI/AAAAAAAAAOY/4xTX_2GpEpg/s1600-h/Me+&amp;amp;+Tessa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135292932374743074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q5tsvFSCI/AAAAAAAAAOY/4xTX_2GpEpg/s320/Me+%26+Tessa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q5asvFSBI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/OY_dD4TFapY/s1600-h/Me+&amp;amp;+Rudi+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135292605957228562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q5asvFSBI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/OY_dD4TFapY/s320/Me+%26+Rudi+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q3zsvFSAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/a-D1wsrCY_0/s1600-h/Me+&amp;amp;+Rudi+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135290836430702594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q3zsvFSAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/a-D1wsrCY_0/s320/Me+%26+Rudi+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q2DMvFR9I/AAAAAAAAAN4/IdbPwNhVSbQ/s1600-h/Me+&amp;amp;+Jonathan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135288903695419346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q2DMvFR9I/AAAAAAAAAN4/IdbPwNhVSbQ/s320/Me+%26+Jonathan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q1w8vFR8I/AAAAAAAAANw/3O0EFP6fZHE/s1600-h/Me+&amp;amp;+Ivan+Teo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135288590162806722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q1w8vFR8I/AAAAAAAAANw/3O0EFP6fZHE/s320/Me+%26+Ivan+Teo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q1IsvFR7I/AAAAAAAAANo/k6C43Mr1UrY/s1600-h/Me+&amp;amp;+Ivan+Kwok.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135287898673072050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q1IsvFR7I/AAAAAAAAANo/k6C43Mr1UrY/s320/Me+%26+Ivan+Kwok.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q0ecvFR5I/AAAAAAAAANY/fGEGJhcF2xM/s1600-h/Me+&amp;amp;+Cheryl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135287172823598994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q0ecvFR5I/AAAAAAAAANY/fGEGJhcF2xM/s320/Me+%26+Cheryl.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q0RcvFR4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/m_dFc7bWvlk/s1600-h/Me+&amp;amp;+Chen+Chao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135286949485299586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q0RcvFR4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/m_dFc7bWvlk/s320/Me+%26+Chen+Chao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q0MMvFR3I/AAAAAAAAANI/WZZnJCoNncM/s1600-h/Me+&amp;amp;+Aqila.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135286859290986354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q0MMvFR3I/AAAAAAAAANI/WZZnJCoNncM/s320/Me+%26+Aqila.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Qz9svFR2I/AAAAAAAAANA/1ONEIXk64aQ/s1600-h/Me+&amp;amp;+Andy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135286610182883170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Qz9svFR2I/AAAAAAAAANA/1ONEIXk64aQ/s320/Me+%26+Andy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0QzwcvFR1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/ISUTKs-2rsQ/s1600-h/Group+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135286382549616466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0QzwcvFR1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/ISUTKs-2rsQ/s320/Group+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0QzccvFR0I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Mv2WUW4UuVI/s1600-h/Group+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135286038952232770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0QzccvFR0I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Mv2WUW4UuVI/s320/Group+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0QzIsvFRzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/unZZKmeKTJU/s1600-h/Group.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135285699649816370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0QzIsvFRzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/unZZKmeKTJU/s320/Group.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then a few of us watched The Game Plan after Grad Night and the midnight charge home was crazy! After sleeping for a few hours, I had to get up to meet a group of people to go to 2 Peace 2005 chalet. Ah I cannot recall the last time I had so much fun! The barbeque, the making fun of Jayne, the tv shows, the supper and lastly, the whole issue of being kicked off the bed and not being able to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh, and there was this really weird girl on the shuttle bus to the chalet and she was sitting in front of me. This Timbaland song called Apologize came on and she was like putting on a fake accent with all that perfect English and gave a commentary about the song like how long it had been on the top charts and who was being featured in the song and all. It was so obvious that the whole accent thing was so fake because after that, I could hear her speaking like a typical Singaporean with Singlish and all. Okay, maybe I am just picking on people but it was like really weird at that time! Oh and it was such a coincidence when I saw someone else from school on that bus too. Like whoa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;They fade like starlight to a glimmer&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-4031997483632575483?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/4031997483632575483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=4031997483632575483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4031997483632575483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4031997483632575483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/11/past-few-days-were-filled-with-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/R0Q7acvFSII/AAAAAAAAAPI/N4l5PQroLv0/s72-c/Me+and+John+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-7998455430717020262</id><published>2007-11-16T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T20:56:32.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I have been out almost every single day after Os so it has been town then Bugis and back to town and town for today again. Man, and walking around town twice today is madness. Guys can be so indecisive about what they want to get, really! Well, not that we, girls, aren't. But we don't require so much walking. Now, I'm beat. Probably going to sleep early, finally, for tomorrow's PAE briefing and Pulau Ubin for cycling after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel 5 isn't showing Criminal Minds anymore! And I feel kind of lost without heading back to my books everytime I am home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-7998455430717020262?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/7998455430717020262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=7998455430717020262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7998455430717020262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7998455430717020262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-been-out-almost-every-single-day.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-7776470666168619375</id><published>2007-11-07T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T01:40:46.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I read something funny on Stomp Talkback. I read this forum about people spotting the SS topics and apparently, a lot of people studied D&amp;amp;D and industralisation. None of which I studied and none came out. Ouch! I guess that was unlucky. Anyway, it was good for me because all three chapters that came out was what I studied soooo yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I guess it isn't funny at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-7776470666168619375?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/7776470666168619375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=7776470666168619375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7776470666168619375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7776470666168619375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/11/haha-i-read-something-funny-on-stomp.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-5783491612878523566</id><published>2007-11-07T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T01:41:08.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been getting complaints that I haven't been blogging. To those who do not know me well, it's obviously due to the reason that I am having Os. I mean, besides that reason, there is no other reason to justify not blogging because it's the school holidays for the other secondary levels right? Unless loss of interest but still.. Okay, I am not jealous of those having holidays already! I'm serious because I get to really enjoy my holidays after Os while you little suckers still have holiday assignments or whatever not to complete! Heh heh heh. Okay, I turned bitchy while I was gone from this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The papers were alright to me. No major difficult ones except for a few. But no complacency! I have got 3 paper 1s left. Ah, I desperately hope I get good results! I mean, never in my ten years of primary and secondary school years combined together did I study my ass off. Well, I think I studied harder during prelims compared to Os though. Ah, it is really such a relief though. That from now onwards, things are getting better because all the written papers are done and over with so there are so many things to do after this whole ordeal! Okay, I know I will complain about how bored I am in like maybe a month later. But still! There are things like graduation night, chalet for 2 Peace 2005 and 4 Truth 2007!!! I just can't wait for the chalets and the outings we will have as half of 4 Truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, I speak of the whole thing as if the major examinations are over but I know it isn't, just glad that I am almost at the end already, bwahahhaa. Okay, so I have been repeating myself for the past 2 paragraphs. Oops, hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that when I am stressed, my skin dries up like a puddle of water under a hot desert sun! Is that a good analogy? Because it's drying up pretty badly. I look like some skin-shedding animal! Man, the stress. It wasn't even that bad during prelims. I've gone to light hair dropping to skin shedding when I am stressed. Okay, not shedding but just peeling. At least not break outs! I mean, no major ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had "tea-break" with Priscilla and Jayne at Pizza Hut after the literature paper. We intended to go for soup but the shop was close soooo no one could resist a nice slice of pizza! Okay, make that 4 slices. I mean, it was a personal pan pizza! So it wasn't as bad as it sounded. As in the calories that we piled up, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Priscilla jumped like a monkey on the overhead bridge!!! Well well well. Plus, she couldn't escape people asking for donations along the MRT corridor outside J8. I noticed that there were more people asking for donations today though. As for me, I managed to escape all 3 who asked me for money, 2 of which with Aqila because I bumped into her while waiting for Priscilla to finish her 'conversation' with the other person whom I do not know. I am not mean here because there wasn't even a cause! And no offence but I don't help with school CIP stuff that raises funds for their own things. I mean, they are not disabled and all so to me, that doesn't qualify for charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm all for watching Heroes whenever I am free at home because I resisted watching them months ago when I had the DVDs at home! Yeaaaaaaaaaah, go Milo V!! Anyway, I still think Kyle Patrick is hot and that Singapore isn't that deprived anymore. I mean, there is David Aw here in Singapore. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am hungry. Apparently the pizza can't last throughout the evening and night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Under the sweet December rain, just a crack of yellow light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-5783491612878523566?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/5783491612878523566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=5783491612878523566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5783491612878523566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5783491612878523566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/11/well-ive-been-getting-complaints-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-5898989400877343615</id><published>2007-10-28T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T11:59:01.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Despite all that Ronald Foo said yesterday, I still like Kyle Patrick from the Click Five very much. Bwahaha. And what is this I heard about them visiting SJC and ZhongHua because their schools have the most fans of the Click Five?! HAH. Well, it is totally not KCP's fault that three-quarters of our student population listen to totally cheena music. Oh alright, maybe half. But still, that should not deprive kids like us to actually meet such hot people like them!!! Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came up with a theory that the hall is being used for O Level papers and thus even if they were to come to KCP, there isn't any space for them to perform. Heh, now this is much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Friday nights. It's like teevee throughout the whole night. Oh and I caught Supernatural Season 1 again after Shark. I finished watching all the episodes months ago and forgot how hot Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki can be! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say farewell to the dark night, I see the coming of the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-5898989400877343615?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/5898989400877343615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=5898989400877343615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5898989400877343615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5898989400877343615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/10/despite-all-that-ronald-foo-said.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-74180216971436035</id><published>2007-10-25T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:12:11.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I want to cry. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the Click Five's asian tour in the midst of the all important Os! Well, at least I caught them on Live The Dream while some others could even enjoy the performance live! Ugh! But I had a better close up view of the band than those at the live show who probably see them as 5cm figures. Especially Kyle Patrick! Man, I never did notice their new lead singer until recently and he is like whoa! I bet the people in the audience never saw how his lips were touching the microphone as he sang with such feel. AAAAAHHHHHHH! I saw! He even made a shirt-tie-blazer combination look so good with skinnies and white shoes! Kyle Patrick is now officially my idol. (For the moment, considering how fast I change my idol, heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Maths was alright. Chemistry was good so I was happy to sit through 5 hours of television just now. I should be feeling guilty now and get right back to studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and guess what. Kyle Patrick and I both have Fender guitars!!! Hee hee hee. Well, his guitar is a Telecaster and mine's a Strat but but but but but I don't care. Wheeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe we're trying, trying too hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-74180216971436035?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/74180216971436035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=74180216971436035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/74180216971436035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/74180216971436035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-want-to-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-207211579931996254</id><published>2007-10-19T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T21:00:31.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I am finally feeling the O Levels jitters. It is just 4 days from now and I have pretty much covered everything for all my subjects except humanities and Biology. Both happens to be in the same week. I am so dead because I plan to study humanities the day before the papers and Biology.. Well, I'm just trying to maintain my B for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is bad to have weird dreams. It just makes me want to sleep longer to see what happens in the dream. Like two days ago when I dreamt that Sean Kingston was my distant uncle and he was much slimmer and older in my dream. Apparently, he sent a chaffeur to pick me up from school everyday in a big blue car. And that shade of blue was very hideous. Oh yes, and that car had some loudspeaker thingy installed outside which blasted Beautiful Girls. Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if you ran away, I'd still wave goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-207211579931996254?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/207211579931996254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=207211579931996254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/207211579931996254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/207211579931996254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-finally-feeling-o-levels-jitters.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-1169150148174819680</id><published>2007-10-15T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:27:24.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Singapore should totally organise Survivor for the locals even if it's somewhere lame like Survivor Pulau Ubin. But at least the Mark Burnett Productions Asia is coming to Singapore when the IR opens!! Whoohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-1169150148174819680?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/1169150148174819680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=1169150148174819680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1169150148174819680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1169150148174819680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/10/singapore-should-totally-organise.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-5497655327101637833</id><published>2007-10-13T05:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T14:37:46.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I had a really weird dream yesterday, or should I say this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out with Malcolm lending me ten of his prawns in a tub of water. I don't know why, but they were of that orange colour yet they could still move. He said they only ate squids but I checked my fridge and only found a small piece of squid. So I threw that in the tub and they totally fought for it. Those prawns looked really hungry somehow so I threw bread in too. Only then did I realise prawns don't eat bread and once they ate the bread, their activity ceased and there was no movement at all, as if they were dead. Suddenly one prawn jumped out of the tub and died, apparently because there wasn't any water. I don't know why but I bought another prawn and put it in another tub. The thing was that it was just the prawn meat. I guess the shell had already been removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the scene changed to somewhere at a shopping mall. I was with Jayne, Priscilla and Geraleine in a shop. Then I tried one side of Geraleine's super high wedges. Suddenly some guy snatched my bag and started running. So I gave chase with uneven footwear. That guy ran into a lift and I sped up. Amazingly, I reached the lift in time to shout for the other person in the lift to hold the door. I went into the lift and gave that guy who snatched my bag a good whack. And when I walked back to find the girls, I was in the middle of the shopping centre where there were a lot of space, something like all that space in the middle of the first level in J8. Anyway, there was a stage set up there with some of KCP's teachers preparing for some kind of performance. Standing at the side were some of the guys I know from school, probably my class, but I cannot remember who they are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then the scene changed back and the prawns were looking really dead. So I threw two small cooked fishes into the tub and those prawns were devouring those fishes! Then Malcolm called me and asked me when I was going to return his prawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, my dad woke me up to tell me that he and my mum were going to leave for Malaysia already. This is the crappiest dream ever yet I can remember it so vividly. Anyway, there's no one to cook meals for me and my sister until my parents come home on Sunday so I made macaroni cheese from this instant packet thingy. Man, did it taste gross. It sure feels weird to be at home yet having parents in another country. But I made nice waffles! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blogging this long post when I am supposed to be doing Maths Maths Maths!!! Ugh, I can't help but feel so distracted. I'm not stressed by Os but I'm just really worried I cannot maintain my prelim L1R5 of 9 and cannot make it to the JC of my choice. Despite this, I am still so lazy to practise A Maths which I have deproved over the month. Out of my 8 subjects, okay maybe just seven because I did not retake Chinese, I'm dreading A Maths the most. Well, I guess it's good that A Maths is the first paper of the Os which is also two weeks from now, which means that it will be over soon. Yeah!! But until then.. I need to study really really hard. I want to get 8 for Os but nah, seems too impossible for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha, well then, I'd better be going. And I should stop refreshing that Veoh page to see if the latest Bleach episode is out. Oh wait, or is the episode supposed to be released next week? Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like a gift from the heavens, it was easy to tell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-5497655327101637833?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/5497655327101637833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=5497655327101637833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5497655327101637833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5497655327101637833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay-i-had-really-weird-dream-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-2832865139152314576</id><published>2007-10-11T06:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T15:12:59.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this isn't the kind of hiatus I had in mind at first. But still, I can't seem to get myself to study!! It's like how it is during prelims but I need to work harder to get a better score than my prelims L1R5 even though it is already satisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like sleeping the whole day long, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Physics practical is over. Thank goodness it is so much easier than the prelims but there's Chemistry practical tomorrow and Biology on next Tuesday. Ugh. And the theory papers officially start the week after next. AAAAAHHHH. I need to tolerate all these mugging until after Os!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zooooooooooooooom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-2832865139152314576?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/2832865139152314576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=2832865139152314576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2832865139152314576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2832865139152314576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay-this-isnt-kind-of-hiatus-i-had-in.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-1075950241549614581</id><published>2007-10-08T07:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T19:10:01.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/RwiR5hQWlXI/AAAAAAAAAME/-8Z7Y-jImFU/s1600-h/P1060043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118501393872098674" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/RwiNnBQWlUI/AAAAAAAAALs/ObQTtdNl9fY/s320/P1060069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118496845501732178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/RwiNwxQWlVI/AAAAAAAAAL0/A94e5ajm8z0/s320/P1060099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118501986577585538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/RwiScBQWlYI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ANOPrHhhiso/s320/P1060096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118550193290515874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/Rwi-SBQWlaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/sQZp6c6DUCo/s320/P1060086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118502222800786834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/RwiSpxQWlZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/j4T1cTUYJo8/s320/P1060056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-1075950241549614581?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/1075950241549614581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=1075950241549614581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1075950241549614581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1075950241549614581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/10/4-truth-at-pastamania-instead-of.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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/_G5nqgBUBRfs/RwiR5hQWlXI/AAAAAAAAAME/-8Z7Y-jImFU/s72-c/P1060043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-6498032891557824078</id><published>2007-09-28T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T22:27:07.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS WILL BE MY LAST POST AS I GO ON A &lt;br /&gt;HIATUS FOREVER AND EVER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;until 13th November which is Takuya Kimura's birthday, Linkin Park's concert in Singapore and also when my last paper for the Os end. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my new celebrity infatuation is Keanu Reeves!!! I mean, despite the 40++ age, he's pretty cool. I bet you all don't know that besides acting and being so good-looking, he actually plays the bass guitar in a rock band previously. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teevee shall remain as the only joy left for this period of time as I try to stay away from the computer (probably to no avail anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone kills the pain, spinning in the silence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-6498032891557824078?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/6498032891557824078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=6498032891557824078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/6498032891557824078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/6498032891557824078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-will-be-my-last-post-as-i-go-on.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-1496998009894242796</id><published>2007-09-18T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T23:41:12.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I was so reluctant to go to school after a whole weekend of staying at home, stoning around and watching Japanese anime and drama. Man, Takuya Kimura really looks good in anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was good because for the first time since Secondary 3, I got an A1 for Physics! I've got A2 for E Maths and Literature Elective too after converting to 100%. Man, the results of the subjects that have yet to be made known to us will probably be returned tomorrow. And the way the teachers mentioned about Biology, Chemistry, English and A Maths.. I am really dreading it. It seems like they have been complaining about how badly we did and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, back to my dramas! This is probably the last drama series I am going to be watching before studying again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me where our time went and if it was time well spent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-1496998009894242796?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/1496998009894242796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=1496998009894242796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1496998009894242796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1496998009894242796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-was-so-reluctant-to-go-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-5303906115926010421</id><published>2007-09-15T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T23:32:50.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;It's really ironic how I spent my whole day, like literally because I studied like from 1pm to 7pm for the first time ever, for Chemistry and last minute stuff for Physics during the 15 minutes break between papers while I didn't even spend much time studying Chemistry for the Paper 2 during the first week of exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee, Mr Tan gave us the answers for Physics P1 right after the paper so we could refer to it if our answers were right if we did write it down on the question paper itself since we could keep it. It turned out I've got 37/40. Oh man, this is definitely the first! Well, I really don't know about two of the mistakes but I was so careless about the other one! Dang. But really, I'm more than satisfied for the results of this paper, seeing how I used to do really badly. Then the two consecutive practicals after that were so insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prelims are over! But I feel so lazy to go out tomorrow anyway. Results are coming back on Monday though. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think in the bus is where the most embarrassing things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dreaming awhile, scheming awhile, you're sure to find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-5303906115926010421?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/5303906115926010421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=5303906115926010421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5303906115926010421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5303906115926010421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-really-ironic-how-i-spent-my-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-8361014916255645687</id><published>2007-09-14T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T11:36:11.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I was forced to download Windows Live Messenger because they wouldn't let me sign in using MSN Messenger 7.5 until I download the latest version. And I don't like the layout of Windows Live Messenger at all! It's so futuristic and square-y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to school for just an hour today to do Biology P1 and I was supposed to meet Kerin after that to go to Bishan Stadium! But I fell asleep after I finished the paper and woke up feeling ten time more lethargic than before. Haha, I ended calling her right after the paper to cancel our plans. Man, I feel so bad. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since yesterday was going to be the last day of prelims with just Chemistry and Physics Paper 1 to go, some of us made plans to go out! But the announcements made today totally ruined it. All pure Physics and Chemistry students under Mr Tan and Mrs Gan have to stay back in school for practicals! For my class, it would mean Chemistry and Physics practicals consecutively and it can only end at 3.30pm! Whaaaaaaaat the hellllllll. No more going to town when I wanted to let myself have fun for the last time on Friday before going back to revision again. This is so crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, my name is among the rest who got the PBB award in the school newsletter! Thank goodness there was no photo though! Bwaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm hanging on another day just to see what you will throw my way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-8361014916255645687?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/8361014916255645687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=8361014916255645687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/8361014916255645687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/8361014916255645687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-was-forced-to-download-windows-live.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-8193359407442870276</id><published>2007-09-11T05:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T13:44:48.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;The fact that High School Musical 2 was shown on Disney Channel yesterday is so passe now that I remember two days ago, the movie Hero is released in Japan. Of course, starring Takuya Kimura. And it's probably being released in Singapore next month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwaha, I remember being a crazy fan two years ago after I watched Pride, an ice hockey drama that he starred in but stopped and now I'm a crazy fan of him again. Well, I can blog a long post on how good-looking/hot/handsome he is but I need to read Macbeth right now because the exam is on the day after tomorrow. Ah, I am so gonna screw up Literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS was good today! Thank goodness Venice came out! :D :D Although I know I probably screwed up the inferential SBQ already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Upon the very words in which I failed to react&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-8193359407442870276?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/8193359407442870276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=8193359407442870276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/8193359407442870276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/8193359407442870276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/09/fact-that-high-school-musical-2-was.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-3407132499377103982</id><published>2007-09-10T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T20:17:49.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats a nap on a Sunday afternoon after reading Foxtrot comics. Well, except the guilt upon the realisation that I have only finished 3 out of the 12 Social Studies topics for revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bad flu doesn't help either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's good that school is reopening! Because this means that prelims will also be over soon. Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every time they turn the lights down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-3407132499377103982?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/3407132499377103982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=3407132499377103982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3407132499377103982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3407132499377103982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/09/nothing-beats-nap-on-sunday-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-5174066795710364214</id><published>2007-09-08T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T23:48:03.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE SOCIAL STUDIES TO THE CORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must such a subject take up 50% of the important Combined Humanities?! I'll gladly take Pure Literature instead of Elective Literature along with Social Studies. I can't stand it when there is so much memory work to be done! Well, they should replace Social Studies with something else like a subject called Current Affairs or something. At least students will know what is going on currently instead of in the past. And it will also be much less boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe lesser complaining and getting down to work now will do good for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-5174066795710364214?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/5174066795710364214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=5174066795710364214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5174066795710364214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5174066795710364214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-hate-social-studies-to-core-why-must.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-2083943601344800443</id><published>2007-09-08T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T20:19:30.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/RuD_j043EpI/AAAAAAAAALA/6q3JT1J8_ZE/s1600-h/Kimura_Takuya.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108177663562289826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/RuPkhU43EqI/AAAAAAAAALM/y8cX56uG1h8/s320/Kimura_Takuya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished yet another Japanese drama series that I started to watch yesterday. No prizes trying to guess who acted in it. Okay okay, Jayne and Priscilla, there is still no need to remind me that he is already married with kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, this time, the drama is about public prosecutors. It is so cool because I love shows that deal with solving crimes. And that includes CSI and Criminal Mind too. Wahha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking, if I had a chance to be born as a Japanese or an American, which would be my choice? Well, I asked Priscilla that and she replied 'American' without any hesitation. Hmm, but I would prefer Japanese because their society is not that open and their language is super cool. Also, they still keep to their traditions. I think societies that are still keeping to their tradition are really dying, now that there is a new generation and blah blah. But of course, the fact that Takuya Kimura is an actor from Japan helps me to make my choice too. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I guessed I planned to study Literature yesterday but I haven't even got to opening the book yet. Oh well, one more week!!! One more week until the prelims end and I can slack around for just a short period of time. Whoohoo, more dramas! Now, I think no one would expect me to watch such dramas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A classic fairytale, wearing shades of gray&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/9640319-2083943601344800443?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/2083943601344800443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=2083943601344800443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2083943601344800443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2083943601344800443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-finished-yet-another-japanese-drama_07.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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/_G5nqgBUBRfs/RuPkhU43EqI/AAAAAAAAALM/y8cX56uG1h8/s72-c/Kimura_Takuya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-3950939673352093878</id><published>2007-09-07T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T16:53:03.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I've pretty much covered everything in Biology so I went ahead to finish watching that Japanese drama starring Takuya Kimura yesterday. Well, I watched one episode last weekend and finished the other nine last night. He looked amazingly hot in that pilot uniform! Not that he doesn't in that ice hockey jersey of another drama. Haha, as usual. I don't usually watch Asian dramas except for those he is starring in. Whoohoooooo. Okay, I tried to search for a picture of him in the pilot uniform but to no avail. Dang, but I know I have it somewhere in my folder before the CPU crashed and had to be replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is the holidays after all. It sure feels good to finally sit on the couch, soaking in air con, and watch those shows that are recorded but I haven't had time to watch them. Of course, along with a packet of potato chips. Yum. I think I gained 1 kg after every single day at home. I sure hope not though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I can't wait for school to reopen again even though it means the prelims resuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd better start on my Literature because I still have the whole of Macbeth to cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause nothing's worth losing especially the chance to make it right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-3950939673352093878?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/3950939673352093878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=3950939673352093878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3950939673352093878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3950939673352093878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/09/ive-pretty-much-covered-everything-in.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-2787535551503991245</id><published>2007-09-05T07:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T16:09:14.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are such weird happenings but great escapes from reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I finished watching High School Musical 2 just now and it's way much more drama than the first movie as if it's of a totally different league. But the soundtrack's still good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once in a lifetime means there’s no second chance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-2787535551503991245?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/2787535551503991245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=2787535551503991245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2787535551503991245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2787535551503991245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/09/dreams-are-such-weird-happenings-but.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-1115524091044086127</id><published>2007-09-03T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T19:39:41.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;For some reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot find my Levi's jeans, I cannot find my AC/DC belt, my wardrobe is in a big mess, I went to the library today, I spent my time wisely at the library, I did a lot of Biology, I craved for Auntie Anne's pretzels which wasn't sold in J8 anymore, the driver of the bus I was on when I headed home was so slow that its slow speed was so noticeable that even the man behind me exclaimed my sentiments out loud in Hokkien and I feel like eating chocolates and take a long sleep because it has been a long time since I slept until past noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, no transition words at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And they'll think its just 'cause we're young&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-1115524091044086127?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/1115524091044086127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=1115524091044086127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1115524091044086127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1115524091044086127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/09/for-some-reasons.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-517918070064309110</id><published>2007-09-01T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:55:40.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Teachers' Day celebrations today were fun! Well, that is when we had our 'party' in class. It was as if we catered food for a big birthday party or something because everyone brought so much yummy food, ranging from bee hoon to jelly to sandwiches to cake. Hee hee, it was a good breakfast even after a walk to Bishan Park and back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And J8's Pizza Hut service is horribly slow but the staff were nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I had a conference on MSN with some of my classmates and they were making me laugh! And we found out something about Ivan Teo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;♡ Thoughts of you are tattooed on my mind, let me show you says:&lt;br /&gt;we study tgt, john go toilet study&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Invitation only grand farewells says:&lt;br /&gt;i need bio help then call you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Invitation only grand farewells says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Invitation only grand farewells says:&lt;br /&gt;if not you hide in sebas wardrobe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;look into your heart and you will find the answer says:&lt;br /&gt;TOILET somemore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;♡ Thoughts of you are tattooed on my mind, let me show you says:&lt;br /&gt;ya lor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Invitation only grand farewells says:&lt;br /&gt;eh toilet very peaceful la&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;♡ Thoughts of you are tattooed on my mind, let me show you says:&lt;br /&gt;quiet enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Invitation only grand farewells says:&lt;br /&gt;somehow soundproof one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;look into your heart and you will find the answer says:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i study in toilet one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Invitation only grand farewells says:&lt;br /&gt;SEE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Invitation only grand farewells says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;look into your heart and you will find the answer says:&lt;br /&gt;WHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;♡ Thoughts of you are tattooed on my mind, let me show you says:&lt;br /&gt;kia su king&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;♡ Thoughts of you are tattooed on my mind, let me show you says:&lt;br /&gt;all hail the king&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;while i bathing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we all know his secret success to doing so well for Biology. Heh. And just now during tuition was the first time I heard of Biology terms such as dendrones and dendrites! I guess Biology is cool but the lessons are always dead boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to receive all those pictures we took during class today! All that candid shots, 'family' pictures, imitating twits and the full class pictures! Haha, I heard there are over 100 photos in all from just both Pamela's and Kerin's cameras. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I never tried waking up at 9am on my own accord before. I shall try it tomorrow! I must learn to love Biology since I already screwed up like, E Maths, English and Chemistry. Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you won't you, be the one I always know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-517918070064309110?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/517918070064309110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=517918070064309110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/517918070064309110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/517918070064309110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/08/teachers-day-celebrations-today-were.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-7898527775720196457</id><published>2007-08-31T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:30:16.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I think I have an affinity with toilet bowls. Every once in like, 3 months or so, I have to spend a whole day, not literally, by the side of the toilet bowl to vomit. Well, yesterday was like this and yeah, that infection thingy had to happen yesterday when I had 3 papers going on. And two of the papers are English which usually is my best subject but I guess the outcome will be horrible because other than going to the toilet in the middle of the exam to vomit, I had to endure the pain and wanted to quickly finish the papers so I can take a nap for the remaining time left. All the papers were such a quick job that I fear for my results that will be coming back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side, first two days of prelims were quite well because additional mathematics was manageable since I practised my ass off for it. Well, I do hope complacency doesn't kill me this time. I need good grades, desperately, seeing how I probably screwed up my L1 already. And Chemistry? I suddenly forgot all my facts and confused everything up. Ugh, I don't know why the prelims have such an effect on me. Okay, maybe only for Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths and Languages are done for the week. So it's all the Sciences and Humanities left when school reopens and I have yet to finish up revision for Biology and Social Studies. Other than those, I'm pretty familiar with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning not to go for that first three months exercise for JC education next year but after my tutor had a chat with me after tuition just now, which lasted for a long half an hour, I was told that many things can be taught in one month and I would lose out by lagging. Well, I wouldn't mind going for this first three months thingy if I qualify for a JC I actually don't mind going to. Results are coming out during the end January next year so it's actually just one month. But I am in the midst of my prelims now and I know I have just horribly screwed up.. How am I going to qualify for any JC with my soon-to-be horrible prelims results?! Please don't say 'I told you so' but I really should have worked my ass off like how I promised myself to do when CT was over. But nooo, I didn't want to go for that first three months thing at first so I thought prelims wasn't really a big deal. This is so not going to happen for the O Levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one thing I really hate to do and that's regretting. But it seems like I'm always doing that almost every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I think I am making a big deal out of something minor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you started to compare to someone not there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-7898527775720196457?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/7898527775720196457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=7898527775720196457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7898527775720196457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7898527775720196457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-think-i-have-affinity-with-toilet.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-2129188065623312479</id><published>2007-08-25T07:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T22:36:54.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" href="http://www.myheritage.com/" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology"&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/82/60/61/826061_125454bbf9ec64lij8pq44.JPG" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-2129188065623312479?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/2129188065623312479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=2129188065623312479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2129188065623312479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2129188065623312479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/08/hahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-8194764020942340014</id><published>2007-08-24T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T19:58:22.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I finally received my NUM membership card. Like finally because it was supposed to arrive like 2 months ago when I bought a bag there. Anyway, I thought it was a letter from a long lost friend or something because the envelope looked kind of weird and my name was handwritten there. But still, it's kind of cool because it's some kind of prepaid envelope with a theme on it. Okay, why am I getting all excited over an envelope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I guess I don't have to make a trip down to Heeren's NUM to remind them to send it to me, which is something I have been procrastinating for the past one month since I was too lazy to go to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims are in 3 days! And I only finished revising Physics and half of E Maths and A Maths. Oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know that everytime you're near, everybody else seems far away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-8194764020942340014?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/8194764020942340014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=8194764020942340014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/8194764020942340014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/8194764020942340014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-finally-received-my-num-membership.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-7283334026287999400</id><published>2007-08-22T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T17:22:44.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;O Level English Oral is finally over and that is such a huge relief! Well, I was the last so as the others went up one by one, the tension definitely increased like mad. But the examiners kept smiling at me so it wasn't that pressurising. My topic was on technology and it's pretty simple because we sort of predicted it while waiting. This is so encouraging after such a feat from my disastrous Mother Tongue results. Oh and speaking of which, I am so glad I don't have to attend Chinese classes anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally one happy day after so many lousy and crappy days for the past few weeks. However, I am still so bugged by something particular, ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm looking for a familiar face, but there's no one I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-7283334026287999400?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/7283334026287999400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=7283334026287999400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7283334026287999400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/7283334026287999400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/08/o-level-english-oral-is-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-1207847460617444994</id><published>2007-08-21T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T23:01:17.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, friendster is such an evil invention to spruce up the time used on the net. I don't know why so many people are enslaved by it! And I don't know why I still spend countless hours using it but ughhhhhhhh, it's bad bad bad!!! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate Housewives Season Finale tonight and O Level English oral tomorrow. Boo and yay to both at the same time. What a lousy day. Plus, it's horrible to know that it's 1 week left to prelims when you are not even close to finish revising everything for every single subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit/&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, PE was so fun today! First 3/4 of the class played tchoukball together so the whole game as so crowded. The ball bounced out the hall and down to the carpark, bouncing off a few cars. OM Chan saw it and got petty. Then he stopped us from tchoukball just because the ball was hard. Like what the hell! But it's okay because we started to play captain's ball instead. And everyone was getting so physical then I got knocked down for like three times. It sure sucks to play with guys. Half the class left for oral so it was like 17 of us play captain's ball. It got a little boring though. So we played 2 rounds of Freeze and Melt, Eagle catch little chicks (direct translation from Chinese, fyi), concentration, 007, some number game, Police and Thief and almost resorted to play charades! We wanted to play Poison Ball but we were all so tired from Police and Thief which was quite dumb because Bert, Ivan and I went to the stage and wrap ourselves with the curtains to hide. But in the end, both guys got caught while I ran away to get chased around with the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness, I wonder what would the lower secondary kids say when they see 17 Secondary 4 students + 1 relief PE teacher playing such games. It was so fun though! Everyone was fine with playing primary school games and that led up to talking about our primary schools when we had our free period because the Chinese teacher didn't come and I dropped Chinese anyway. Ah, I totally love 4 Truth! Four more months as a class! Surprisingly, that's kind of sad because I remembered how I hated to be in 3 Truth last year. Okay, no time for reminiscing because there's still Binomial Theorem to master. Oh and did I mention how totally unprepared I am for prelims?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little laughter or happy ever after&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-1207847460617444994?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/1207847460617444994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=1207847460617444994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1207847460617444994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1207847460617444994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/08/desperate-housewives-season-finale.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-110044575821985735</id><published>2007-08-19T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T17:05:02.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;  I resisted going to the rink to skate today. I also resisted going to Vivo City with my parents just now. Just so I can hopefully finish 6 chapters of A Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My results better be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Style your wake for fashion magazines&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-110044575821985735?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/110044575821985735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=110044575821985735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/110044575821985735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/110044575821985735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-resisted-going-to-rink-to-skate-today.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-5767114394413398247</id><published>2007-08-17T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T19:39:42.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" width="410" background="#FFFFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 3px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 3px solid" alt="QuizGalaxy!" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/obituary-Vanessa-1-10-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;'What" will your obituary say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell! HAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, school's been killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can we bring yesterday back around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-5767114394413398247?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/5767114394413398247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=5767114394413398247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5767114394413398247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/5767114394413398247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-will-your-obituary-say-at_16.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-4503339743982327294</id><published>2007-08-14T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T18:53:18.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;It's final. I got a C6 for my Chinese Os and just a Pass for my oral. Great. What a start to this whole O Levels issue. And I freaking cried in front of everyone. Ugh. Well, thanks to those who kept bugging me to ask if I'm okay and all, especially those who failed yet try and console me. Bloody Chinese, bah! It sure sucked to see Vanessa Chia and her A1 with Distinction for oral on top of my C6 and Pass on the register list. Damn. I wanna be a cheena pong too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on to the serious stuff. I've decided not to retake Chinese at the end of the year because there is simply no more hope for me in Chinese. So instead of wasting time on Chinese, I decided to practise more English so I can get that A1!!!!!! Hah. Although the Chinese results will remain an ugly mark on my report card, I hope the results of the rest of my subjects will contrast that C6 with distinctions! Bwahaha, okay maybe that is too exaggerated. It took me quite long to come to such a decision because I wanted to take again and hopefully get a B but seeing how my oral only attained a pass and how a group of guys from my class got C6 and also plan not to retake, I guess I shall not either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my Physics, ugh!!! Today when Mr Tan gave us the answers for the MCQ section of the June Paper this year, I got like 9 wrong even though I had access to all kinds of guidebooks. I. Am. So. Dead. But the structured Science remedial was gooooooood. Because the work given was pretty easy, the whole class finished it in like a while then went off after checking answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the people from 4 Joy had their EL oral already and it seems so scary. Oh man, I need to read a whole list of good expressions or something so I can rattle them off my fingertips if I have to during the picture description. Now I realise the importance of the oral examination even though it seems so insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Tay asked if my parents are going to the ceremony when I am going to receive the PBB award. Well, seriously, I don't know how to inform them. It's like the cold war is still going on between me and my mom. But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything's fine, except you've got that look in your eye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-4503339743982327294?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/4503339743982327294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=4503339743982327294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4503339743982327294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4503339743982327294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-final.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-4189809079741232962</id><published>2007-08-13T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T17:46:03.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;So much for studying today. I attempted to wake up at 9am this morning and even set an alarm for it! But instead, I removed the alarm after it rang and slept until 1pm. And for the whole day, all I've been doing is blog-hopping! Ugh, crap. 2 weeks to prelims and I am not even close to finishing all the revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard that the release of Chinese Os results will be happening tomorrow. As in, for real. Goodness, it is going to be such a bad start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do believe we'll laugh and reminisce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-4189809079741232962?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/4189809079741232962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=4189809079741232962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4189809079741232962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/4189809079741232962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-much-for-studying-today.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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-9640319.post-2349155012027086075</id><published>2007-08-12T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T23:27:37.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;No more crazy obsessions with Lamborghinis! I went to the Maserati website to look at the new GranTurismo and saw the 2005 Spyder!!!! Oh my goodness, THAT is my new obsession. Well, Lamborghini Gallardo will still be my second obsession!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to study well for Os! Then I can get into a good school for tertiary education to do well then probably university and then get a good job that pays me well enough to own a car like that! I love to think like that. It mades me so motivated to study! Well, I admit the motivation doesn't lasts long so I shall put a picture of the Spyder somewhere I can see everyday easily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maserati Spyder, here I come! Oh, I meant the pile of TYS for revision, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097463843773555554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/Rr3UW7-FI2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/fWCQO05Ifyk/s320/spyder05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want a nice black one though!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-2349155012027086075?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/2349155012027086075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=2349155012027086075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2349155012027086075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/2349155012027086075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-more-crazy-obsessions-with.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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/_G5nqgBUBRfs/Rr3UW7-FI2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/fWCQO05Ifyk/s72-c/spyder05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-1997797198718514010</id><published>2007-08-12T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T23:38:48.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad brought back the right side of my skates that was sent to the cobbler for the shoe to be sewed and glued to the blade thingy. I have no idea how the cobbler managed to put the needle through because the whole thing is so.. solid. Anyway, I felt so much safer skating since I know that the skate won't suddenly break down into pieces and thus, speed skating was really fun today. Well, also because I kept catching up to my dad and didn't let him overtake me. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having so much fun but my dad said that we had to go off early because he wanted to get his Porsche back from the workshop. Dang, well, he just told me that the new headlights made the whole car look damn good. It'd better look good, because I sacrificed my skating time so that he could get the car back. Hmm, and also because if he left without me, no one would fetch me home from the rink. Ah. I could be burning those calories instead okay! Or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I can't seem to concentrate on revising right now. Ugh, I keep dozing off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;I've got to post this picture I received from Pamela!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097466940444975986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/Rr3XLL-FI3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/KiqaNyC3328/s320/DSC00270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yay, my classmates after decorating Mr Tan's homeroom for National Day! (But Kerin wasn't present! D:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow I hear your song resound a little bit softer each day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-1997797198718514010?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/1997797198718514010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=1997797198718514010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1997797198718514010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/1997797198718514010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-dad-brought-back-right-side-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5nqgBUBRfs/Rr3XLL-FI3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/KiqaNyC3328/s72-c/DSC00270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9640319.post-3351491028388842625</id><published>2007-08-11T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T20:36:38.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Whoo hoo, I went to Pulau Ubin just now to cycle around the island with the usual biking gang, Ronald and Mavis. And this time, Cassandra joined us. It was really fun, better than previously because the bike that I rented was working perfectly fine, unlike that time, but Mavis' bike was making a lot of noise initially so she had to go change to another one. Haha, there is always something wrong with her bike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, there were a lot of people there in the early morning and when evening drew near, more Caucasians were present and Ronald was so cheeky to embarrass Mavis in front of them. Hahaha, I am so proud of myself today! Out of the three times that we attempted to cycle up that crazily steep slope, I went up twice without walking up with the bike! Beat that, Ronald!! :D And I loved it when we sped down the slope that we came up from. The wind blowing into your face and all, but some incoming trucks had to ruin it and also scare the crap out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mavis and I also saw a very disturbing scene involving two dogs near the quarry area. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noooo, the weekend is already almost here. Man, time is passing a little too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your voice, it chased away all the sanity in me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9640319-3351491028388842625?l=extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/feeds/3351491028388842625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9640319&amp;postID=3351491028388842625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3351491028388842625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9640319/posts/default/3351491028388842625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraordinarybrunette-.blogspot.com/2007/08/whoo-hoo-i-went-to-pulau-ubin-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224465562396140469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
