<?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-2741900206360947055</id><updated>2012-02-13T23:37:39.380+08:00</updated><category term='this cold is killing me...'/><category term='im beginning to like drama... :O'/><category term='im HIGH HIGH HIGH ;D:D'/><category term='im boreeeed..'/><category term='random-ness'/><category term='I miss school ):'/><category term='im going to scoreeeee..'/><category term='chloe chua..'/><category term='what nonsense???'/><category term='FT and David Santos ??'/><category term='just stop all these.'/><category term='ict lesson&apos;s boriiiing.....'/><category term='get your facts right'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='retarded'/><category term='wun be online so often... D:'/><category term='random..'/><category term='gohyongsiang.. :)'/><category term='i miss primary school life...'/><category term='christmas..'/><category term='sports festival was lame?'/><category term='my throat&apos;s still sore... ):'/><category term='im boredd.... sian'/><category term='this post is like freaking long..'/><category term='im 13..'/><category term='im sick... D:'/><category term='SIANN..'/><category term='never felt this happy before ;D'/><category term='I LOVE MATHS (:'/><category term='HOLIDAYS??'/><category term='someone help me...'/><category term='sian ;D;D'/><category term='quiz once again..'/><category term='This is so not a short/quick post...'/><category term='many thoughts...'/><title type='text'>~~ReNa..**</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-9146059012345894436</id><published>2012-02-13T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T23:37:39.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss</title><content type='html'>i miss everything. i miss secondary school i miss my friends. i miss the environment. i miss the teachers. i miss how things were how easily i could talk to friends. i miss how i didn't have to worry so much about so many things i.e. the only thing worrying mostly revolved around academics. i hate change. i really do. i can't stand it. what's wrong with me. one moment i'm perfectly fine and the next this overwhelming feeling of sadness and despair just swallows me up. i don't know why. i said i don't understand. i really don't. i wish things didn't have to change. i'm afraid of the future. i really am. but everyone has to go through this, so why am i afraid? i don't understand. why are our minds so complicated in thinking, or mine at least. can't thoughts just flow in simpler so that troubles wouldn't have to flood my soul so much and causing this unpredictable mood-swings that are really starting to get on my nerves. this is annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-9146059012345894436?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/9146059012345894436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=9146059012345894436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/9146059012345894436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/9146059012345894436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-miss.html' title='i miss'/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-1677267664423728508</id><published>2012-02-13T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T22:58:36.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since i've posted something. No one visits anyway, and that's good.&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't want anyone to know anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate to share, i really don't like it at all. I'd rather keep everything to myself than share it with someone. And when i just need someone to talk to, there's nobody. So what's the point anyway. We're all human, not like humans can be there forever and whenever when you need them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many things have happened, so many changes. But it's life isn't it. Move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I just don't understand everything that's happening, i don't understand why people think this way, i don't understand why i think that way, i don't understand so many things. And it's really bugging me cos I hate not understanding things. But then again, we're humans, not super-humans with terribly good understanding of things happening around us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many things i've experienced, that no one else i know seems to have experienced it before. But it's because of all these, that people don't understand. They don't know what it's like and they assume things based on the 'norm'. But i know what's happening, what's going on, and then i suffer and feel all horrible because people don't understand and misunderstand and keep assuming. They assume so much i don't even wanna explain. What's the point of explaining anyway. Not like it can change things. Honestly i don't even know why i'm posting this cos the feeling of wanting to talk to someone is gone. Usually, i would be over it already and moved on. But life's so hard sometimes i just can't keep it to myself. At least i've vented it out somewhere. I don't want people to know what i'm thinking either, so this dead blog is the perfect place. Hope it remains this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-1677267664423728508?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/1677267664423728508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=1677267664423728508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1677267664423728508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1677267664423728508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2012/02/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-1671436664527872295</id><published>2010-05-07T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T21:25:45.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post is to declare that Liew Hsin Ern is my beloved partner and will always be mine. :D ♥ Hi partner. nice to meet you. Hehehehehehehe. Is there anything else I'm supposed to say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-1671436664527872295?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/1671436664527872295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=1671436664527872295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1671436664527872295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1671436664527872295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-post-is-to-declare-that-liew-hsin.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-3128431493410336749</id><published>2010-03-26T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T21:17:05.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Partner, nice to meet you. see, i dedicated a post to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-3128431493410336749?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3128431493410336749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=3128431493410336749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3128431493410336749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3128431493410336749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi-partner-nice-to-meet-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-5605910237162004278</id><published>2010-01-16T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T20:07:11.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came across this in an email. It's freaaaaking coool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beauty in English Language ....ONLY THE ENGLISH COULD HAVE INVENTED THIS LANGUAGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes,&lt;br /&gt;But the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes.&lt;br /&gt;One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese,&lt;br /&gt;Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.&lt;br /&gt;You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice,&lt;br /&gt;Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.&lt;br /&gt;If the plural of man is always called men,&lt;br /&gt;Then shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?&lt;br /&gt; If I speak of my foot and show you my feet,&lt;br /&gt;And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?&lt;br /&gt;If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,&lt;br /&gt;Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth?&lt;br /&gt;Then one may be that, and three would be those,&lt;br /&gt;Yet hat in the plural would never be hose,&lt;br /&gt;And the plural of cat is cats, not cose.&lt;br /&gt;We speak of a brother and also of brethren,&lt;br /&gt;But though we say mother, we never say methren.&lt;br /&gt;Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him,&lt;br /&gt;But imagine the feminine: she, shis and shim!  &lt;br /&gt;Let's face it - English is a crazy language.&lt;br /&gt;There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple.&lt;br /&gt;English muffins weren't invented in England ..&lt;br /&gt;We take English for granted, but if we explore its paradoxes,&lt;br /&gt;we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square,&lt;br /&gt;and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.&lt;br /&gt;And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing,&lt;br /&gt;grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham?&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it seem crazy that you can ! make amends but not one amend.&lt;br /&gt;If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?&lt;br /&gt;If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught? &lt;br /&gt;If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think all the folks who grew up speaking English should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane.&lt;br /&gt;In what other language do people recite at a play and play at a recital?&lt;br /&gt;We ship by truck but send cargo by ship.&lt;br /&gt;We have noses that run and feet that smell.&lt;br /&gt;We park in a driveway and drive in a parkway.&lt;br /&gt;And how can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposite&lt;br /&gt;You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down,&lt;br /&gt;in which you fill in a form by filling it out, and in which an alarm goes off by going on.  &lt;br /&gt;And, in closing, if Father is Pop, how come Mother's not Mop?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IF PEOPLE FROM POLAND ARE CALLED POLES THEN PEOPLE FROM HOLLAND SHOULD BE HOLES AND THE GERMANS, GERMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offence intended. It's from an email. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-5605910237162004278?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/5605910237162004278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=5605910237162004278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5605910237162004278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5605910237162004278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2010/01/came-across-this-in-email.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-4596051704861895235</id><published>2009-12-19T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:07:50.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was on the train today and heard a caucasian mum saying this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A comic is a thin, flimsy thing..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, I just think it's cool. Maybe it's the way she said it as well. Oh well. Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-4596051704861895235?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/4596051704861895235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=4596051704861895235' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4596051704861895235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4596051704861895235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/12/was-on-train-today-and-heard-caucasian.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-2982049450975529481</id><published>2009-12-08T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:33:57.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tan Huilin wants me to blog about today, and so I shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 645 to go to OLGC for friendly match. Yeah, had pretty few problems. Met huilin at Redhill MRT at 8. Took the MRT to Serangoon then bus to OLGC. When we went there, guess what. There were 3 schools there. OLGC, GESPS, QTSS. SJIJ came later. A lot of people huh. And, their courts, are slippery. Like ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, the wind there was MUCH worse. Can't stand it la. Every match we played, there will be wind. =.= Oh well. Played singles and doubles with THL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Jillene left at 10, and Kimberley left at 12. Wanted to leave at 2 but THL saw the SJIJ boys and decided to, well, stay. (: Until 5. And so we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went for lunch at about 2pm. IT'S FUNNY. We went to MACS to eat. Somewhere near the bus interchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, rewind. We were walking to the bus stop to take the bus. Then, at the turning, we saw the bus! AND THE BUS STOP WAS FARRRRRRR! So, you know what we did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;RUNNNN! YES RUN FOR OUR LIVES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah. When the bus came, the bus driver was smiling lah!!!!! SO EMBARRASING! BUT IT WAS FREAKING COOL! The people in the bus were like staring at us. Hahahahahahahahaha. Okay, that's embarrasing moment NUMBER 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so tried to find our way to Macs. THL led. (She's not a very good leader. Hahahahahah.) I ordered double cheese, she ordered filet o fish without the sauce. Lol. AND THEN! HERE COMES EMBARRASING MOMENT NO. 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I couldn't tell if her drink was milo or coke. So I said, "Is that milo?" Yeah, then she said no. Then the cashier thought we were talking to him! And he said "What?" Then we were smiling and, "Nothing, nothing, nothing". Hehehehehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point I decided to have 5 embarrasing moments (though not achieved).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, while I was drinking my drink, I pulled the straw up. it made a sound. I pushed it down. Another sound. Hahahahah. Yeah, you can guess what I started doing. (Up and down, down and up so on and so forth). THL apparently was EMBARRASED. HAHAH. Okay, that's number 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got on the bus, went to the seat near the door. I started "jumping" on the seat. Yeah, but there was no one, so nothing to be embarrased about. Yeah, went back played. Went home at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END OF STORY. Long post, I know. And I won't be posting for a while now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should go to her blog for more dramatic moments. Go to my links, QTSS. Find Tan Hui Lin. Click, then relink, then relink again. Haha. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-2982049450975529481?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2982049450975529481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=2982049450975529481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2982049450975529481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2982049450975529481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/12/tan-huilin-wants-me-to-blog-about-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-2772690385843908963</id><published>2009-11-29T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:53:16.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, I'm back. And for some reason, I feel like being stupid, so I shall post what I did for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday - Singapore/Genting&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Genting&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Genting&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Genting&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Genting&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Genting/KL&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - KL&lt;br /&gt;Today (Sunday) - KL/Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT?! I saw monkeys in Genting. WILD MONKEYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT! And there was a decomposed lizard (must've been there for a long time cos it's.. Aiya. Dn't know how to say) in a toilet. Not very gross though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I had a hell lot of mosquito bites as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Jiayu's in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-2772690385843908963?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2772690385843908963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=2772690385843908963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2772690385843908963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2772690385843908963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/11/hi-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-4742471754551114061</id><published>2009-11-21T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T21:17:05.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;HELLO! I AM NOT GOING TO BE IN SINGAPORE FROM TOMORROW 22/11/09 (SUNDAY) TO 29/11/09 (SUNDAY). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IF YOU NEED TO TELL ME ANYTHING SMS ME.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;DON'T KNOW MY NUMBER? FIND OUT YOURSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;THAT'S ALL. GOODBYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-4742471754551114061?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/4742471754551114061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=4742471754551114061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4742471754551114061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4742471754551114061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-i-am-not-going-to-be-in-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-6473701162955161062</id><published>2009-11-16T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:14:10.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remember Hsinern wanted a post on her, so here's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hsinern, is my dear ol' partner. She's also known as Hsinern the hotdog. (Dont call her that)&lt;br /&gt;She lives at Bukit Timah, and has three older brothers. She plays the piano and violin and tuba.. She's in the CCA, band. Any other info you wanna know, ask her. (:&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So that was about it. Lazy to update blogs nowadays. And I still am. So byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-6473701162955161062?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6473701162955161062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=6473701162955161062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6473701162955161062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6473701162955161062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-remember-hsinern-wanted-post-on-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-4515795635795829705</id><published>2009-10-30T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T21:11:06.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, today's not a nice day. I don't like it. 2 years have past. Really fast. I still can remember the first day of sec 1. Long skirt, high socks, clipped-to-the-side fringe. Hahahaha. Oh well. That was two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school early in the morning. Saw Mr Ong on the way. Gave out report books and forms and stuffs. Then asked us to wait in the canteen. Waited for about 1 hour I think? Yeah, in between took quite a few photographs. And we finally got a COMPLETE 2B photograph. After a long time. If only Eunice was in it, it'll be even better. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch movie after that with Hsinern, Lenice, Jiayu, Kailyn and Hweeying. My sister's keeper. Went to macs, waited for 1/2 an hour for the menu to change from breakfast to lunch. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school and proceeded to RGS. Boring.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at about 8. It rained. Added on to the already gloomy mood.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like this "ending".&lt;br /&gt;It's so not proper, not appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss the class big time.&lt;br /&gt;My class next year seems like shit.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it. DON'T&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss Partner, and Ang Hweeying, and the oh so funny boys.&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss the class, overall.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, when I stepped in, I could feel the warmth.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about next year...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2B's the ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-4515795635795829705?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/4515795635795829705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=4515795635795829705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4515795635795829705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4515795635795829705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-todays-not-nice-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-47155296415205559</id><published>2009-10-28T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:26:01.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Night breeze&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gives me peace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel at ease&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-47155296415205559?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/47155296415205559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=47155296415205559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/47155296415205559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/47155296415205559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-3048951794749330619</id><published>2009-10-26T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:53:34.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, pity my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, hi DAN BROWN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-3048951794749330619?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3048951794749330619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=3048951794749330619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3048951794749330619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3048951794749330619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-pity-my-legs.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-5394824616143277651</id><published>2009-10-18T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:04:08.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Sometimes, I hate to be the top...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hello, yes, I don't like to be the top. Yeah, and I seriously have the craving for 'bullying' guys right now. Damn... Sickening man. Gosh. Nevermind, you won't know what I'm talking about, I'm sure you don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, tomorrow's a holiday. YAY! =.= I only got one plan for tomorrow - practise and master the christmas piece. Lol. Church choir's gonna start practising next week already and I still can't play it. Wow me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church in the morning (today). Went to some orchard plaza place or somewhere for lunch. Walked around. Came home. Bathed. Sat on the chair. Finished my book (: Sadly Melissa, you can't say "Rice without Rain" anymore. Awww. Yet, I still can say "DAN BROWN!" Kill me, I know you will (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling real evil now.. Haha. Muahaha. So not. Lol. Right. Okay. Just called partner, though she was about to sleep. 'Cos I needed to tell her something. Yeah, and I ended up laughing my stomach off. Lool. If Jiayu was listening, bet she'll laugh like hell as well. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna play badminton this coming Wednesday with some ex classmates. Lazy go, but still, go. =.= I missed all the previous class outings anyway. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-5394824616143277651?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/5394824616143277651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=5394824616143277651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5394824616143277651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5394824616143277651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes-i-hate-to-be-top.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-1304353344900869664</id><published>2009-10-13T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:40:30.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;HELLO! Long time no see! Hahahaha. Yeah, exams are over. For about a week now. Got back most of the results, except the oral and compositions and stuffs. Yeah. Literature, suck. 28/55. What the heck. But 3/4 level failed anyway, so... Quek Hou Yee actually scored 33. Damnit! Oh well. Rest were still okay. Geography, just hit A1. Lol. Pure Geog, don't think it's for me. F&amp;amp;N coursework, still okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry partner and Lenice. Work hard next year. The most important is still O levels, so don't brood yeah? Just studyyyyy hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, okay. Anything else? Oh yes! Hsinern and I, are goona be the emcees for speech day. And yeah, I have to run like down, and up. =.= Also, we're supposed to read it until like what. Sooo expressive, and like lively? And I have to pronouce the word 'guests' properly again. Hsinern as well. Why do I always get the double s' words? Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before ending off, I'm gonna post a pic. It's LAMEEEE. Hahahahahaaha. (I drew it. Hah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/StSBygolF1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/8gq_BJln6G0/s1600-h/msn.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392077358622906194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/StSBygolF1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/8gq_BJln6G0/s320/msn.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2741900206360947055-1304353344900869664?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/1304353344900869664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=1304353344900869664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1304353344900869664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1304353344900869664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-long-time-no-see-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/StSBygolF1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/8gq_BJln6G0/s72-c/msn.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-7149404402855839472</id><published>2009-09-21T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:19:27.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm saying, that it's random!</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna be very random, then I'm going to end this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I LOVE MUSIC! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAHAHAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-7149404402855839472?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7149404402855839472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=7149404402855839472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7149404402855839472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7149404402855839472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-saying-that-its-random.html' title='I&apos;m saying, that it&apos;s random!'/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-9107320328816274223</id><published>2009-09-11T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:28:56.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday!</title><content type='html'>Hello! It's Friday! It's Friday! It's Friday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow, it's Friday. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tuition in the morning. I was supposed to start first at 9, but couldn't wake up. So my bro went first. Hah. Ended at 12pm. Dad picked us at 12.30pm. Drove to SJIJ, dropped me. Went up to the hall. First thing Kimberley said to me, "You're the only sec2 leh." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.= Yeah, that's bad. Really bad. Then only 2 sec ones. 4 sec threes. The rest were boys. That's bad attendance, really bad. Oh well. Had fun anyway. There was spicy beehoon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-9107320328816274223?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/9107320328816274223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=9107320328816274223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/9107320328816274223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/9107320328816274223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday.html' title='Friday!'/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-6385509079458913285</id><published>2009-09-08T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:21:29.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What are you looking for?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-6385509079458913285?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6385509079458913285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=6385509079458913285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6385509079458913285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6385509079458913285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-9003019299460382413</id><published>2009-09-04T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:26:47.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu, flu, go away.</title><content type='html'>Hi!!!! I'm so not feeling good. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started with a little bit of cough yesterday. And today, it's fever. My head's spinning. O.o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school, nothing much. Got our homework, literature sucks. =.= Can't remember what's there for Geography. Nevermind, it's in my diary (yeah, i keep track). Had to bring back all the books under my table. Left some in the cupboard though. Files as well, in the cupboard. So yeah, big load to carry. Bet I'll have some kinda muscle ache tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancelled tuition 'cos I didn't want to carry it all the way. Had to type the votes for the Chinese thing as well. Our class left the eariest. HAHAHAHA! And there was actually still a lot to type but who cares?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received the PPR today. Not bad. Lenice was :O&lt;br /&gt;She was surprised. Hahaha. Congrats Lenice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took back Hweeying's 'cos she wasnt in school..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't wanna post anymore. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-9003019299460382413?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/9003019299460382413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=9003019299460382413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/9003019299460382413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/9003019299460382413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/09/flu-flu-go-away.html' title='Flu, flu, go away.'/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-7549689436986528143</id><published>2009-09-03T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:16:23.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September Holiday Training</title><content type='html'>All badminton players please take note of the training schedule for sept holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/9 (Mon)         &lt;br /&gt;Team 1    1-5pm       Friendly at SJIJ&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;8/9  (Tue)        &lt;br /&gt; Team 2    1-5pm       Away game at OLGC (Don't know what's this)&lt;br /&gt;              Team 4    1-5pm       Training in school (QTSS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/9    (Wed)      &lt;br /&gt; Team 4    9-12pm      Light weight training at SJIJ&lt;br /&gt;              Team 3    1-5pm       Friendy at Yuhua CC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/9   (Thurs)       &lt;br /&gt;Teams 1,2,3  2-5pm       Mt Faber Run (Meet at Radin Mas CC at 2pm sharp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/9     (Fri)      &lt;br /&gt; Teams 1,2   1-5pm       Away game at OLGC, Light weight training at OLGC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus: 22, 53, 853&lt;br /&gt;OLGC - 2C Burghley Drive&lt;br /&gt;Serangoon MRT S(558979)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SJIJ - 2 Essex Rd, Opp United Sq, Novena MRT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is gonna be long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team 1  &lt;br /&gt;Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;Boon Seng&lt;br /&gt;Timothy&lt;br /&gt;Wen Xiong&lt;br /&gt;Nicky&lt;br /&gt;Royce&lt;br /&gt;Siong Chin&lt;br /&gt;Kimberley&lt;br /&gt;Cherynn&lt;br /&gt;Jillene&lt;br /&gt;Jingyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team 2&lt;br /&gt;Deanna  &lt;br /&gt;Chloe&lt;br /&gt;Xuanlin&lt;br /&gt;Samantha&lt;br /&gt;Emmeline&lt;br /&gt;Luwei&lt;br /&gt;Rena&lt;br /&gt;Huilin&lt;br /&gt;Hweeying&lt;br /&gt;Jillene&lt;br /&gt;Simone&lt;br /&gt;Caroline&lt;br /&gt;Jingyi&lt;br /&gt;Cherynn&lt;br /&gt;Kimberley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team 3&lt;br /&gt;Royce&lt;br /&gt;Alex Chan&lt;br /&gt;Jin Kiat&lt;br /&gt;Thomas&lt;br /&gt;Wallace&lt;br /&gt;Aik Hau&lt;br /&gt;Ernest&lt;br /&gt;Leon&lt;br /&gt;Sui Zhi&lt;br /&gt;Lionel&lt;br /&gt;Zhiyin&lt;br /&gt;Kimberley&lt;br /&gt;Deanna&lt;br /&gt;Cherynn&lt;br /&gt;Emmeline&lt;br /&gt;Samantha&lt;br /&gt;Rena&lt;br /&gt;Huilin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team 4&lt;br /&gt;Royce&lt;br /&gt;Zhiyin&lt;br /&gt;Alex Chan&lt;br /&gt;Jin Kiat&lt;br /&gt;Thomas&lt;br /&gt;Wallace&lt;br /&gt;Aik Hau&lt;br /&gt;Ernest&lt;br /&gt;Leon&lt;br /&gt;Sui Zhi&lt;br /&gt;Lionel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done, like finally. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-7549689436986528143?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7549689436986528143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=7549689436986528143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7549689436986528143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7549689436986528143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-holiday-training.html' title='September Holiday Training'/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-6976753043122147041</id><published>2009-09-02T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:08:10.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow, the computer is always there. =.= I seriously need to stop using it, and go to sleep. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday. Went to Science centre with the youth. Saw the usual things, left earlier 'cos Dad was waiting for me already. He was eating a cheeseburger, and I finished it for him. Haha. Can't remember what we did after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, church as usual. Got oreos. Can't remember what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, Teachers Day celebration cum aces day. Aces day, disaster. But i liked the last part though. It was impromptu. Worked out pretty well anyway. I seriously think I'm gonna miss Kinleonn next time. And he's at Camp Echo now. =.= Enjoy yourself man. HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to PT. Not many teachers. Met up with old friends. Sadly, Melissa didn't come or she would've laughed! Hi Melissa the MM, plant, and cowww! :D:D:D:D:D I know, you're gonna call me fertiliser right? HAH! (Inside joke, don't bother asking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home to bathe and to get my Maths tuition stuffs. Went out again. Left at around 4.45pm? Parents came to pick me up and we went to East Coast Seafood Centre? Jumbo house? Yeah, ate chilli crab. Got my hands in a bad condition. Haha. My father would've killed me for the price if not for the special occassion. Hahhahahah. Oh well, it's once a year anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, brother sat at the foot of my bed, waking me up at 9.15am. =.= I know I said "Why you wake me up so early?" Then a little argument, and he went out. Hah. Got out of bed in the end at around 10.30am. Went to my uncle's house in the afternoon. Walked in the rain, got my feet wet, though an umbrella was above my head. Yeah, and it was CHILLY. Converted the video, played and went back the Clementi MRT to meet my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought dinner and cake. Went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAUSE. Someone, help me count the number of 'went's there are in this post and tell me (:&lt;br /&gt;CONTINUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my mum bought crayfish. HEHEHE. Three of it. Pretty cool. Definitely easier to eat compared to the crab, but crab's nicer. :D&lt;br /&gt;Ate the cake at night. Another uncle came, with my hard disk and an extra laptop. He lent it to me. At least, it's faster than the ancient computer. HEHEHEHE. But, the mouse, is tiny. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to school. Usual things, went home. Chinese tuition. Practised piano. Dinner. Piano lesson. I HATE SIGHT-READING ALRIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a disaster. Tried two of the grade 8 specimen sight-reading passages, KABOOOSH! Fail. =.= Oh well. Gotta start working on that already. Aw man. Why must they test us on sight-reading? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I'm here. It's 11.07pm. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Remember to count the number of 'went's! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-6976753043122147041?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6976753043122147041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=6976753043122147041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6976753043122147041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6976753043122147041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/09/somehow-computer-is-always-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-2057389431289881598</id><published>2009-08-30T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:53:17.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TAKE NOTE for badminton girls. In case y'all don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 01/09/09 Run at East Coast Park.&lt;br /&gt;Meet coach at 9.45am sharp at ECP Macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;No sling bags, only haversacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wear old junk shoes and socks and throw them away after that if possible.&lt;br /&gt;No white shirts! &lt;br /&gt;Try not to wear school attire.&lt;br /&gt;Shirts worn are encouraged to have buttons or zip collars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring slippers&lt;br /&gt;Towel, shampoo etc if you wanna bathe.&lt;br /&gt;Sun block lotion and moisturising lotion.&lt;br /&gt;LOTS of powder. (You're gonna be in salt water)&lt;br /&gt;Plastic bag to put your damp clothing.&lt;br /&gt;2 Bottles of 1.5 litres drink/water.&lt;br /&gt;Energy drinks are allowed, but no red bull.&lt;br /&gt;Bring extra clothes.&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;Ms if you want. Snacks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat a banana before the run (optional)&lt;br /&gt;No chilli/maggi/sweet things/oily stuff for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-2057389431289881598?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2057389431289881598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=2057389431289881598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2057389431289881598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2057389431289881598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/08/take-note-for-badminton-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-5337061544549466081</id><published>2009-08-26T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:48:02.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slow things down</title><content type='html'>Rushing and racing and running in circles&lt;br /&gt;Moving so fast I'm forgetting my purpose&lt;br /&gt;Blur of the traffic is sending me spinning&lt;br /&gt;Getting nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head and my heart are colliding chaotic&lt;br /&gt;Pace of the world, I just wish I could stop it&lt;br /&gt;Try to appear like I've got it together, I'm falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me, somebody take my hand and lead me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow me down, don'n let love pass me by&lt;br /&gt;Just show me how, 'cos I'm ready to fall&lt;br /&gt;Slow me down, don't let me live a lie&lt;br /&gt;Before my life flies by, I need you to slow me down.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things clear, I am seriously, not emo-ing. Just finding things too fast. It's 11.37pm and I'm still using the computer. At least, I did homework for tomorrow. Too much, really, too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can remember the first day of Sec2. Well not exactly, it's pretty vague. But I mean the feeling on the first day of school of 2009. Yeah, like oh it's another year. Probably quite a long time before end of year. And now, it already is. So fast, so fast. All of a sudden I'm really missing primary school. I don't remember "being like that" last time. Don't ask me like what, I myself don't really know. It's just different. I don't like this life. Not very nice. &lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough about that as well. Today, finished the editting of the video. Stayed back till around 3+ 4 to do it at the Comp Lab. Yeah, did it. I still like the last part. Cancelled tuition due to that. Don't think I'm replacing any time soon. Art lesson, i think Mrs Goh was pretty disappointed in our class. Apparently half the class were talking. Only like those in front were drawing. Yeah, handed in at the end of the lesson. No art homework again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other periods, nothing much. Got back a few marks. Still okay. Yeah, and I had to run up and run down due to a few reasons. So during lunch, I was practically sweating my way through because of the "vigorous" exercise I had. Talking about exercise, today's Mr Li's last day with our class. Probably. Honestly, I think I'll kinda miss him. Haha. Yeah, so he gave out some snacks during PE Theory and we ate then. I got Ben &amp; Jerry's ice-cream. Hehe. Some others had crackers. Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to practise the dance, but no one wanted to. So, yea. Other periods were nothing much. Tomorrow's e-learning. IT SUCKS. Waste time, waste electricity, spoil our eyesight only. Stare, stare, stare at the computer screen. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that still have to go for training. Sian. Oh well, it's life. Okay, wanna sleep right now. Goodnight, goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-5337061544549466081?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/5337061544549466081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=5337061544549466081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5337061544549466081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5337061544549466081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/08/slow-things-down.html' title='slow things down'/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-250720699108129802</id><published>2009-08-24T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:23:40.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blogger thing. Seriously. No wonder I'm losing interest. Fix it blogger!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog, ancient, i know. (: Well, at least still not as ancient as this computer. Hahah. The other computer. I Wanna Cry Man! My uncle just called, saying, be mentally prepared cos my files are probably GONE! O M Goodness. Everything's inside man! There's a few in the thumbdrive but SO WHAT?!?!?!? O.o Stupid technology. Getting worse as each day passes. =.= Still want what, some micro chip in the body? Hah! Wait till it rusts inside! Or goes faulty and you go a lil crazy. If not, since it's a gadget, later stand under the tree KABOOOSH! The lightning strike. =.= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Today nothing much, except for the student leaders investiture thing. Pretty boring. See partner! I told you we'll scream!!! HAHAHAH! :D Then after that went to lenice's house to do the recording. it took us like two hours?! Hahah. And definitely, we laughed our butts off. Hah! Speaking about butts. Hongyi did something stupid. Hehe. Can't control actually. Ask Lenice/Wanxin. They'll be more than glad to tell you what happened. I think. Stayed until around 7+ 'cos we wanted to do some editting but it was late. So pushed it to tomorrow. I don't think it's that realistic but still, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training, i'm never looking forward to it. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else, I guess. Life's boring nowadays. Other than homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-250720699108129802?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/250720699108129802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=250720699108129802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/250720699108129802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/250720699108129802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-blogger-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-949966125113545482</id><published>2009-08-11T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:27:02.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So many things, so little time</title><content type='html'>Today, was pretty okay. Yeah, and I got 4 cuts. 3 on my left hand, 1 on my right. It's not exactly a cut on the right. It's more like a blister. But the left. Goodness me. That same spot, it bled even more. =.= When I finished, i think the third set, I looked at my hand. GOOSH. It was bloody. Well, that finger. Yeah. (I was the only sec2 girl doing those footwork. And I was alone. =.=) At least, I did about 4. Much better than last week. PT was still okay. We were shouting sometimes. And most of the time, our shouts didn't match our footwork. Haha. The coach's nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was badminton. OH! We took 166 home. (chloe and i) And guess what! We learnt a very VALUABLE lesson. Never take 166 home. Why? It took like 3 times the time to get to clementi than 147. Lol. Chloe was wailing almost the whole journey through. Read her blog, for more info. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that had ICT. I kinda find it a waste of time. Seriously. We're not exactly learning anything. We learn it now, and forget it the next time round. So like what's the use? PE Theory as well. Waste of time. Not even in CA marks. Still got some stupid test. Our brain very big huh? And we have LOADS of time to spare huh? I wish it were that, but it's not. Apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class, nothing much. I haven't finished my Bio. (DOn't knw how to do.) So, copying time is here again. Argh. Oh! I did the speech today. Kinleonn's question was... =.= At least I answered it AT THE LAST MINUTE. Stupid eh. Talk so much, end up just that one sentence, and it solved all problems. Wished I thought of it earlier. Yeah, and I talked really fast. And i was shaking. o.O At least that's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have F&amp;N and Geography. F&amp;N's still fine, with my mum's help. Geog? Dah! I've no idea how to do. And it's due on Friday. Gotta sleep late again. Zzzzz. At least art's done. But we gotta draw another portrait tomorrow. Does Mrs Goh think we're pros or what? We can't even draw a proportionate(sp) face, and she wants us to draw our/friend's face. Nuts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's a test on Friday. Looks like I gotta study during recess again. =.= Tomorrow's like packed till 6. Oh yeah, we got an informal letter writing test. Sucky. I think I'm gonna die. Seriously. I miss the piano. Haven't been practising. ): How sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things, so little time. Why must it always be like that. Can't there be 25 hours in a day? Makes a lot of difference eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-949966125113545482?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/949966125113545482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=949966125113545482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/949966125113545482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/949966125113545482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-many-things-so-little-time.html' title='So many things, so little time'/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-749922649555505078</id><published>2009-08-08T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T22:04:01.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know. Long time. Haven't updated. So sorry. My computer had some internet problem. And still has it now. So I'm currently using the other computer. Which is ancient and is slow. And I don't like the keyboard as well. Cos the backspace button is too small. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I typed that really fast so yeah. It's nonsense. And I still think there's something wrong with this blogger thing. If not, the ancient computer. I'm not kidding okay. It seriously is ancient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, went to Upper Peirce Reservoir for ND Picnic with my church. That place is niceeeee. It's quiet, and windy, and quiet, and oh! Not forgetting to mention. My mum and I blocked an ant hole. Hahahahah. And those gigantic ants coudn't find it. :O HAHAHA. Yeah, played some games, then had lunch. Nice. There was tom yum beehoon. Pretty cool huh. Ate a little only though. Yeah, was quite full. And we kinda like went to a very steep grass slope, sit on the mat, and slid down. Hahahah. Climbing back up was the worst. It was fun, actually. Heheehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, NDOC in school. Yeah, the mic gave a lot of problems. When I bent down to put it on the floor, Lenice said: "I hate this stupid mic". Hahahah. Agreed. Then went back to class for some NE things. Boring. Released at 9.45am. Went to tiong BK to eat. Ex eh. Discussed a little about the script. Hongyi's writing it. Thanks. Then they went back one by one. Left me and hweeying. I had to wait until around 2, 'cos I had tuition. So Hweeying and I were going around aimlessly. Went back to school after that. Wasted some time in the toilet. Discused a little about the class tee. Then I went to take bus. She went to play basketball. And I still can imagine her in a white coat, with a stethoscope. HAHAHA. You won't get it, you don't have to. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blablablabla and bla. Then went to sleep. What happened those days before, I don't remember a thing. Hah. This 'holiday' ain't like a holiday at all, that's why it's 'holiday'. =.= I'm bored, you can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've finished my Literature and my Biology. Woohoo! Efficient huh? Left F&amp;N and Geography. I don't like Geography Assignments. =.= Make brochure? Cheh! F&amp;N, roughly got an idea already. Thanks to my mum. :D She was fed up with me saying this was not good and that wasn't, so she just shot her mouth off some recipe, AND IT WAS GREAT! Hoh! A blessing in disguise. Get me? No? Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all. We'll see when I update next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-749922649555505078?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/749922649555505078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=749922649555505078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/749922649555505078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/749922649555505078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-3978059921684704550</id><published>2009-07-22T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:25:05.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There, is seriously, something wrong, with this blogger thing, if not, my computer. The box to type, is so small, at the left bottom corner of the page. But still, I shall not hesitate to post! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this is gonna be quick or what but, whatever. OH SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be Hell Day for me. Morning, go to school. Lessons all the way till 2.20pm. Then, chemistry remedial. Then badminton (damnit). And piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, I'm kinda disliking training now. Like seriously. My legs, my arms, my abdomen, my back, my head, are all aching. And then, tomorrow's gonna be, even tougher. And, I just know, that, I'm dead. Dead meat. Deer's meat. Dog meat. Cow meat. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be surprised if a lot of people skip. Gosh, I can just cry while doing it. Shit. I hate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths and F&amp;amp;N tests tomorrow. F&amp;amp;N, didn't study. (My mind cna't absorb anything now, you see) Maths, I'll follow the flow. Hopefully I still remember how to do. I think I do, I hope I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese and Chemistry tests on Friday. Forgot all the sentences I memorised for Chinese, my Chem's gonna die. Argh. I don't wanna study. Only age, get panda eyes, get stressed, cry, and get tired. What's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that we're gonna go through this for the rest of our lives. I can die. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't see the eclipse today. Singapore only could experience 10% anyway. And I think we were having our phototaking then. And, it was really cloudy. So then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phototaking. I was beside Mr Ong again. Lol. And I know, for one of those candid shots, I blinked, right when the flash went off. Which means, when it comes out, my face'll be -.- HA! How cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half a year's gone. A little more than half, to be exact. Oh, I miss last year. The year before even more. I miss holidays. I could sleep then. P6 was pretty fun too. I miss those friends. I miss Angklung, and playing the Kulintang. Now there's almost no chance to go back. Looking at our schedule and their practice sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad. My brother just coughed. He hasn't gone to school ever since Monday. Not going tomorrow, only on Friday. Good for him though. Not much homework, get to sleep the whole day. Watch TV, read books, 'enjoy'. I don't even have time to practise piano so often anymore. =.=&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even cut my nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is so cruel, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-3978059921684704550?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3978059921684704550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=3978059921684704550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3978059921684704550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3978059921684704550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-is-seriously-something-wrong-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-5964566021454008603</id><published>2009-07-18T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:53:23.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This is so not a short/quick post...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, quick post. Today, was a super boring day. This week, was a super horrible week. Why? 'Cos she got H1N1. Sad lah. Walao. Her results came out yesterday, she messaged peyi, and the message spread down to aikhau, down to me, down to melissa, someone ran across the room to tell someone else. And after 5 minutes, the whole class knew. Everyone started sms-ing, some even called. Yeah, she said her phone bill was gonna burst. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so like half the class (exactly 20 people) were quarantined today, those around her, including jiayu and lenice. Lol. In the end, there were only 16 of us left. Peiyi went home, 'cos she had fever. But I think she's kinda fine right now. Hengyee came in during MT, felt hot, went down, had fever, went home. Found out she had mild H1N1. (I hope they don't mind me mentioning their names) Yeah, so I'm pretty sure the whole class is gonna like be quarantined next Monday and Tuesday or something, and I'm so not looking forward to it. Hopefully MOE will be kind and let us go back to school. Better than staying at home, stoning in front of the computer for like 1 hour or so, studying. No fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so today. 16 of us. I messaged a lot. First time this year. Not bad eh. Yeah, all under the table. Evey Clement was. Melissa also. First period, Chemistry. No teacher came in. We came out with a theory that the teachers were afraid of coming into our class. Hahs. So one free period, super boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, MT. Mr Ong came in, talked a little on the H1N1 situation, no homework, no studies, just sitting down doing nothing. Yeah, another 2 free periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class, saw Mr Aslam on the way. Wanxin and me were like "Mr Aslam! We have another case of fever you know! Why are you still here?" Hah. Nothing much of a reaction from him. Lol. So he came in, did some revision, did some questions, finished, free. Went to Ridzwan's place to send songs. They (Ridz and some others) played songs. Lol. Not sure if Mr Aslam heard. That was 2 periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, physics. Ms Thia was pretty scared. Haha. At first, there was no lesson, but just finished it up after a while. She made us stay in our places. So it's like the two rows on the extreme left and right of the class were occupied. Centre, empty. Played hangman. Quite boring also. Then someone told her about the other cases, she made our row wear masks. It was, really really hot. It's like when you breathe out, all the hot air is there. Benny was super irritating. He checked his temperature 10 times (at least) in a row for some stupid reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bell rings. End of story. Went home, bathed. Went out again for lunch. Came back home at around 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practised piano for an hour or so, started using the computer. Yeah. It's seriously, truthfully, honestly, definitely, something-ly, boring. Nothing much to do. Pretty lazy to do that Friends for sale thing already. Things are always like that. Hot for a moment, cold the next. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then called Hsinern. Talked for about an hour or so. Oh, I miss her, I really do. I practically had "moodswings" and kinda went outta my mind. And yeah, this's what she said. "Uh, Rena, I know your really bored. But don't worry, there's a doctor who can help you. And that is, Doctor Gangster Ern! You can see me at my table but apparently, my table's being you know..." Oh, that made me laugh enough. Haha. Yeah continued on until she had to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being quarantined seems really boring. Everyone I asked said that. There's more homework than when in school. I guess except for Benny, everyone's wishing not to be quarantined. Yeah, shit. I don't wanna be. Hope I don't get Mr Ong's call. I so so so so wanna go to school. (I'm actually saying this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. Let's see. If we're not quarantined, we'll have to hand up F&amp;amp;N on Monday, without fail (disadvantage) but we won't have to use e-learning (advantage). If we're quarantined, we won't have to hand up F&amp;amp;N on Monday (advantage) but have to use e-learning for lessons (disadvantage). So I have absolutely no idea what I want now. Obviously it's not my decision, but still, yeah. You get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I'm getting more moody, and far more moody, and far far more moody if I continue this post. So, goodnight. And pray that we won't be quarantined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I hate H1N1. So much trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-5964566021454008603?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/5964566021454008603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=5964566021454008603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5964566021454008603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5964566021454008603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-quick-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-491586609952695892</id><published>2009-07-15T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:51:54.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="subject"&gt;Saw this on someone's blog, and found it pretty interesting. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Objective: Are you mean and sarcastic? Have you ever answered people ‘meanly’ and sarcastically? If yes, show us how mean and sarcastic you are! If no, then you should try at least once in your life with this note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule: Respond to these as sarcastic/mean as you could.&lt;br /&gt;(YR stands for Your Response.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an annoying person says:&lt;br /&gt;1) I damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;YR: Zikua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I am the most beautiful/handsome.&lt;br /&gt;YR: Eeyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) See, everyone likes me because I am rich and famous!&lt;br /&gt;YR: Who says I like you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) Unlike you, I am perfectly multi-skilled. I do everything very well from sports to academic thingy.&lt;br /&gt;YR: Really meh? Then do everything I do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5) You don’t know me? I am Bruneian artist; I have albums.&lt;br /&gt;YR: Really? How come you're still so unpopular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an annoying pretty woman/handsome guy says:&lt;br /&gt;1) I know you like me.&lt;br /&gt;YR: Haha! Haha! No hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What are you looking at? I am not interested in you!&lt;br /&gt;YR: I'm just mesmerized at how proud you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Sorry, you are nice but seriously not my type!&lt;br /&gt;YR: Who says I'm your type?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) UNLESS you are rich, then don’t dream that I will get a ride with you!&lt;br /&gt;YR: Ride with you for what? I'd rather ride a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Look, I am pretty/handsome; I can make people hate you!&lt;br /&gt;YR: Really? Prove it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an annoying extremely ugly woman/man says:&lt;br /&gt;1) I think you and I can make a good couple.&lt;br /&gt;YR: I see, I saw, but I still don't think so. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) May I have your cell phone number, please please please pleaseeeee?&lt;br /&gt;YR: Sure! It's 90246810!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Hi, wanna hang out? I want you to be with me the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;YR: I prefer my bed, at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What do you like about me?&lt;br /&gt;YR: Nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I want you to say that I am pretty/handsome and you like me sooooo much!&lt;br /&gt;YR: You are oh-so-ugly, and I can't stand the look of ya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If your enemy says:&lt;br /&gt;1) Hi bitch!&lt;br /&gt;YR: Are you some monkey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You smell like shit!&lt;br /&gt;YR: I think you just had diarrhoea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I know you hate me because I am much better than you!&lt;br /&gt;YR: Sure, I hate you. It's 'cos you're not good enough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) What an ugly creature you are!&lt;br /&gt;YR: Who? You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I am going to kick your ass in this race for sure!&lt;br /&gt;YR: Kick it now then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your annoying ex says:&lt;br /&gt;1) I still love you...&lt;br /&gt;YR: Oh, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I know you still love me!&lt;br /&gt;YR: Indeed, indeed, not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Please, go back with me honey/hubby..&lt;br /&gt;YR: Who's your honey? Honey? I hate bees, but really love honey! You got honey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Please call me...&lt;br /&gt;YR: At 90246810. Yeah! Okay! Goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The break up hurts me so much..&lt;br /&gt;YR: Break? You broke your foot? Aw, poor little thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an annoying salesperson says:&lt;br /&gt;1) Wow! You are so pretty/handsome!&lt;br /&gt;YR: Why, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Seriously, I used this product and look at me, I am changed!&lt;br /&gt;YR: Changed into what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) We are giving a discount up to 50%!&lt;br /&gt;YR: What a fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) This one is good sir/madam. Buy sir/madam, buy.&lt;br /&gt;YR: I'm not married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) That product is not good; it causes pimples all over your face.&lt;br /&gt;YR: Really? It worked SO WELL for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! Pretty cool eh. Not enough to express my sarcastic-ness. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Yeah I know, long time no post. Currently rushing through some F&amp;amp;N coursework thing. So yeah, toodles! I'll see you in the noontime. (?!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-491586609952695892?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/491586609952695892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=491586609952695892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/491586609952695892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/491586609952695892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/07/saw-this-on-someones-blog-and-found-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-5127997091827647161</id><published>2009-06-28T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:06:32.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of the people must do this quiz, unless he/she doesn’t have a blog . Write the names of 9 people you can think off the top of your head, then answer the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Tan Huilin&lt;br /&gt;2. Yeo Huilin&lt;br /&gt;3. Xuanlin&lt;br /&gt;4. Yongsiang&lt;br /&gt;5. Zhiyin&lt;br /&gt;6. Lee Wei&lt;br /&gt;7. Hweeying&lt;br /&gt;8. Jiayu&lt;br /&gt;9. Lenice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you get to meet 7 ? { Hweeying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- On the 2nd day of sec1 orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you 9 and 8 never met? { Lenice and Jiayu.&lt;br /&gt;- That would be quite impossible. (They're in the same class)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 1 and 6 date? { TanHuilin and Lee Wei.&lt;br /&gt;- They're girls, and they don't know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen 2 cry? { Yeo Huilin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- I think so, and don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 4 and 2 be a good couple? {YeoHuilin and Yongsiang.&lt;br /&gt;- Hmm... I'm not sure. Heheees. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 4 is attractive? { Yongsiang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 5's favourite colour? { Zhiyin.&lt;br /&gt;- Erm, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to 9? { Lenice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- I just messaged her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 8 speak? { JiaYing.&lt;br /&gt;- English &amp;amp; chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 8 going out with? { JiaYu.&lt;br /&gt;- No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What grade is 6 in? { Lee Wei.&lt;br /&gt;- Sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date with 3 ? { Xuanlin.&lt;br /&gt;- SHE'S A GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does 7 live? { Hweeying.&lt;br /&gt;- Depot Road. The only think i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best thing about 3? { Xuanlin.&lt;br /&gt;- She's helpful. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you want to tell 1 now? { TanHuilin.&lt;br /&gt;- HELLO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best thing about 8? { JiaYu.&lt;br /&gt;- I can talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed 5? { Zhiyin.&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the best memory you have with 7? { Hweeying.&lt;br /&gt;- Lemme think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the last time you're going to see 6? { Lee Wei.&lt;br /&gt;- Friday 26/6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is 1 and 2 different? { TanHuilin and YeoHuilin.&lt;br /&gt;- One, surname is tan, the other, yeo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 6 pretty? { Lee Wei.&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the first impression of 9? { Jiayu.&lt;br /&gt;- She wears specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 3? {Xuanlin.&lt;br /&gt;- Same CCA in pri school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 4 your best friend? { Yongsiang.&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate 3? { Xuanlin.&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen 3 on the last month? { Xuanlin.&lt;br /&gt;- I think so. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you said something to 8? { JiaYu.&lt;br /&gt;- We've been messaging all about homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to 5's house? { Zhiyin.&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the next time you're gonnna see 1? { TanHuilin.&lt;br /&gt;- Monday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you close to 1? { TanHuilin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to a movie with 4 before? { Yongsiang.&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you give 2 a hug? { YeoHuilin.&lt;br /&gt;- I think I gave before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe the relationship between 1 and 4. { TanHuilin and Yongsiang.&lt;br /&gt;- Friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the worst thing about 6? { Lee Wei.&lt;br /&gt;- She smears mayonaise(sp) on people! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you live close to 7? { Hweeying.&lt;br /&gt;- Not exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you travelled anywhere with 5 before? { Zhiyin.&lt;br /&gt;- Leng Kee CC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-5127997091827647161?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/5127997091827647161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=5127997091827647161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5127997091827647161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5127997091827647161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-of-people-must-do-this-quiz-unless.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-4041770560366957902</id><published>2009-06-17T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T16:53:21.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so yeah. Was surfing around youtube for some pieces and somehow came across that video. Madness. When I was 5, I was in yamaha in the music wonderland course. Lol. =.='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news, again. And bad news. Good news? I finished reading that storybook! The chinese storybook! You know, that storybook about wings? Yeah, that one. Amazingly, I found it pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news, I STILL HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO DO THE STUPID CHINESE WORKSHEET! AND GUESS WHAT, IT'S DRIVING ME NUTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... I've finished all the other homework except this one. I only finished the sentences one (simplest of all), 4/6 comprehension questions, 2/3 summaries, and the poster. And this are all that I know how to do! GAH! And I've to finish all by this week. Why? Cos I've no time next week. =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got like absolutely no idea how to do the letter writing, the which is your favourite character and why, and the two remaining comprehension questions. I haven't actually attempted the last summary. Whoever set this paper is out to drive us nuts can? Still have to make into a scrapbook and decorate and blablablablabla! Zzzzz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else, I suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-4041770560366957902?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/4041770560366957902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=4041770560366957902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4041770560366957902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4041770560366957902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-so-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-3407988054371211084</id><published>2009-06-07T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:30:24.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Short post, not 'cos I've no time, it's more like I'm lazy to type. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one piece of good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;, GOING AWAY FOR 3 DAYS AND TWO NIGHTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;STARTING FROM TOMORROW (8 JUNE) TO WEDNESDAY (10 JUNE)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I know, you must be feeling really elated. Don't worry, I won't mind. Hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything, sms. Don't have my number, just too bad. (I sound bad myself). Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;So, toodles! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-3407988054371211084?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3407988054371211084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=3407988054371211084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3407988054371211084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3407988054371211084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/06/short-post-not-cos-ive-no-time-its-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-3028327880128398109</id><published>2009-05-30T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:34:57.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! I, was back, from camp, a few days ago, and I, survived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like duh, who'll die. Hahas! I think only the kayaking was interesting. Rock climbing and the zipline and everything were... Improvised rafting was a disaster. HAHAHAHAS!&lt;br /&gt;Showering and sleeping, was MADNESS.&lt;br /&gt;Showering: Barely. No, not even barely. NO GOOD SHOWER AT ALL. LOL. The other class girls all took the 6 pathetic (little, and dirty - it's black) cubicles. So, what did we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WASH OUR HAIR IN THE BASINS!&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant, superb, lovely, incredible, fantastic, PERFECT!, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAAAh. I tell you, it's the worst bath ever. The taps, were so close to the side of the big, and long, and dirty silver basin. So, apparently our hair, was touching the basin. Plus, the water, was so little. Wth. It was hell, man, hell. The toilets itself were :O milipedes or centipedes (dead) everywhere. Sand and everything AND YOU CAN'T WEAR YOUR SLIPPERS IN! Gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping: 1st night. I counted 4 aeroplanes before I slept. And the weather was SUPER GOOD I TELL YOU. Hot air everywhere. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd night. Quite cooling. Counted 6 aeroplanes. Whole body was aching though. So I tossed and turned and turned and tossed until I found a position which enabled me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both mornings, woke up like a zombie. Talking about mornings, we only brushed in the morning! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip everything till the campfire. Well, I liked our cheer(: Especially the last part. Before the niang show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2D won, in the end. Still, we had fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much on the 3rd day. except for the fact that I cabbed home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for the finale. GUESS WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 3 bruises on my right leg, a really bad muscle ache on my left, a cut (which has healed) on my left thumb, and a little skin-which-peeled-off wound. BRILLIANT EH! Oh, and my knees hurt. Yeah. Till now. FANTASTIC EH! But it's probably cos I practically walked too much :O Is that an excuse? Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done for sec2 camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear with me. It's gonna be a long post. Take it as paying for what i've not been doing. Don't get it? Nevermind. (: Just read on. Hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths Olympaid today. BRILLIANT my foot. =.= Gosh, I only did like 15/35 questions. DAAAAH. If I can get 11/15 right, imma genius! Nevermind. It's over. Who cares? Not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, took train to Bugis. (my poor legs) And met, my mum. Went for lunch with some of me aunts and uncles. And my cousin! SHE'S SO FREAKING TALL CAN! Wth. One head sia. =.=&lt;br /&gt;No fair. Whatever. Then after that went to BHG cos there was a sale. My aunt, mum and cousin all bought something. I did try some, but it either didn't fit, or looked weird. Besides, I was lazy to try on the shorts cos I was wearing uniform and skirt. And had to keep "tucking" in (you know, imma good girl). Yeah. Reached home at around I don't know what time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did things and eventually found myself, here, typing this post. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-3028327880128398109?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3028327880128398109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=3028327880128398109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3028327880128398109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3028327880128398109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-i-was-back-from-camp-few-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-5528218990350998274</id><published>2009-05-24T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:15:55.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quick post cos some people complained I haven't been updating. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Lenice's house today for the bio things. Hsinern and jiayu were there already. Adn Hsinern had SO MUCH FUN on the piano.. =.= Lol. Okay, short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post about you another time Hsinern! Remind me yeah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;Goonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-5528218990350998274?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/5528218990350998274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=5528218990350998274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5528218990350998274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5528218990350998274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-quick-post-cos-some-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-971850799218628900</id><published>2009-05-12T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:00:12.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah yes. Long times since I've posted. Let's see. I'm left with 3 papers. Art, D&amp;amp;T, and CL LC. Cool huh? So fast man... And my eyes were boggling when I was studying. But I still gotta worry for art. I scared I'll won't have enough time. :X Usually I always finish it one minute before the exam ends. Oh man. And I'll be painting it this time. Oh man man. With two colours to mix with white. Oh man man woman. Gah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna practise drawing later. Then I can....... It'll say me a good little time tomorrow. They only give us 2.5 hours. DO THEY WANT US TO DIE?! 2.5 hours. 3 is more reasonable. =.= Many things can be done in 1/2 hour. Well, for me. And for art!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about today. Had MT and Literature paper. Lit was fine, I guess. I wrote pretty much. (Halfway, my pen ran out of ink). At least I had another of the same pen. So it was still the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese comprehension was a KILLER! Get me?! K-I-L-L-E-R. And, guess who setted it? MR ONG HAN GUAN! GAHHH. And when we asked him later why he set it so tough, he was "难吗？难吗？不难呀！" He and his nonsense. Wth. Even Xuanlin said it's difficult eh. If it's difficult for her then we how? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about all the papers. English. Okay. I think the composition went quite well. Though the journal writing was a mess. I cancelled A LOT due to word limitations. But in the end, I still didn't manage to write within the word limit. Bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese compo. Pretty bad. I just guessed my way through. I don't know if I went off-point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths. I lost 6 marks in paper 2. =.= Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science. Not bad. I did all the questions "with ease".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History. HOHO! I actually managed to do all questions! Neat huh! Though there was one question, I only PAEEI once. Cos i could find no other points to write. Surprisingly, I could write me essay questions. I missed out some points though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are gonna be over! YAY? I think not. Lol. For some reason, I think I'm gonna miss the exams. I've got absolutely no idea why. Just thinking of having to stay back after school this Friday and the whole of next week till about 5.30pm makes me sigh... Hais... Maths Olympaid. And the competition's on 2nd June. Haiya haiya. And there's the sec2 camp. Lol. Like no rest like that eh. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's jump back to today again. I went home straight after the exam. :D Wanted to wait for 970 with Hsinern but she didn't want so I took 145, which came to Commonwealth. Took 105 fter that. Rained along the way. Quite heavy. Walked back with an umbrella in my hand. Reached home, ate lunch. Played piano for about 2 hours. Man, that piece was a killer. My fingers hurt. I NEED IT TO GROW LONGER!!!!!!! Or I'll never survive. =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to bathe. Came out and on the computer till now. Bad me. I was doing all those quizzes all the way. Pretty entertaining. Lol. I like to set mine tough. It's cooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I'm done here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-971850799218628900?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/971850799218628900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=971850799218628900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/971850799218628900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/971850799218628900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/05/ah-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-6857768668884715885</id><published>2009-04-27T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:41:50.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saw that I was tagged on xuanlin's blog and so, here it goes. Though I'm seriously wasting time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 Are You's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Are you single - Yes&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you happy - Maybe&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you bored - Not with everything I have on hand&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you fair - I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you Italian - Yesyes =.-&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you intelligent - Maybe&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you honest - Eh, most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you nice - Depends (:&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you Irish - Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;10. Are you Asian - No, American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 Facts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name : Rena&lt;br /&gt;2. Nick: (Don't wanna have one)&lt;br /&gt;3. Birth place: Singapore&lt;br /&gt;4. Hair colour: Black? or Dark Brown?&lt;br /&gt;5. Natural Hair style: Uh, hair?&lt;br /&gt;6. Eye colour: Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;7. Birthday: 1 September&lt;br /&gt;8. Mood: Stressed &lt;br /&gt;9. Favourite colour: Purple &lt;br /&gt;10. One place you want to visit: Heaven, and stay there forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 things about my love life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever been in love: Nah.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you believe in love at first sight: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you have a crush currently - How about say 4-5 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever been hurt emotionally - Friends?&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever broken someone's heart - Hope not.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever have your heart broken - Not really.&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever liked someone but never told them - Uh, the most I liked a guy for, was 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you afraid of commitment - Depends on what my commitment is.&lt;br /&gt;9. The last person you hugged - Can't remember &lt;br /&gt;10. Who was the last person you said I love you to - Let me think....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 This or That&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Love or Lust - Lust is bad. Love, in about 5 years time?&lt;br /&gt;2. Hard liquor or beer - None.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cat or Dog - Dog.&lt;br /&gt;4. A few best friends or any regular friends - A few good/close friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. Creamy or Crunchy - Depends.&lt;br /&gt;6. Pencil or Pen - Pencil.&lt;br /&gt;7. Wild night out or Romantic Night in - Uh..?&lt;br /&gt;8. Money or Happiness - Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;9. Night or Day - Sighs....&lt;br /&gt;10. IM or phone - Phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 Have you ever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Been caught sneaking out - Nope.&lt;br /&gt;2. Seen a polar bear - I think so.&lt;br /&gt;3. Done something you regret - Who hasn't?&lt;br /&gt;4. Bungee jumped - I want to...&lt;br /&gt;5. Eaten food that fell on the floor - At home. :D&lt;br /&gt;6. Finish entire jaw breaker - Jaw breaker? No... My jaw's still as good as new.&lt;br /&gt;7. Been caught naked - Ha Ha Ha. V.e.r.y..f.u.n.n.y..&lt;br /&gt;8. Wanted an ex gf/bf back - Never had one, don't wanna have one, don't plan to have one.&lt;br /&gt;9. Cried because you lost a pet - Pet?&lt;br /&gt;10. Wanted to disappear - So many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 preferences in a partner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Smile or Eyes - Both? :D&lt;br /&gt;2. Light hair or Dark hair - Anything&lt;br /&gt;3. Hugs or Kisses - Hugs&lt;br /&gt;4. Shorter or Taller - Taller.&lt;br /&gt;5. Intelligent or Attraction - I'll go for attitude.&lt;br /&gt;6. Topman or Zara - Ah?&lt;br /&gt;7. Funny or Serious - Both.&lt;br /&gt;8. Older or Younger - Older.&lt;br /&gt;9. Outgoing or Quiet - Both?&lt;br /&gt;10. Sweet or Bad - Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 Have you's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ever performed in front of a large crowd - Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ever talked on the phone for more than 1 hour - Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever walked on hands - In 100 years time?&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever been to a rock concert - No.&lt;br /&gt;5. Ever been in a cheerleading team - No&lt;br /&gt;6. Ever been in a dance team -No&lt;br /&gt;7. Ever been in a sports team - Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;8. Ever been in a drama play - Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;9. Ever owned a BMW/Mercedes Benz/Escalade/Hummer/Bentley - In my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;10. Ever been in a rap video - No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 last's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Last phone call you made - Was it Melissa?&lt;br /&gt;2. Last person you hugged - I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;3. Last person you hung out with - Xuanlin.&lt;br /&gt;4. Last person you worked for - That yong en association thing.&lt;br /&gt;5. Last person you talked to - My dad.&lt;br /&gt;6. Last person you IM - Don't have.&lt;br /&gt;7. Last person you texted - Kinleonn.&lt;br /&gt;8. Last person you went movie with - My family.&lt;br /&gt;9. Last person/things you missed - I miss last year.&lt;br /&gt;10. Last website visited - Blogger. Obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 10 people to do this,&lt;br /&gt;You, whoever you are. :D:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_____________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Waste of time man. Why am I doing this quiz? STUPID ME. SLAP MY FACE. EXAM'S THIS THURSDAY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THIS THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Goodness......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Study, study, study. Don't succeed nowadays. I just realised there are still many, many, many, many, competitors out in those classes. If I SERIOUSLY, wanna MAINTAIN, EVERYTHING, I so have got to STUDY, and CONCENTRATE, and STOP WASTING MY TIME, MY OH SO PRECIOUS TIME. Why didn't God make a day to have 25 hours? I wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH WHATEVER. Still got a lot to do...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ps. So sorry. This post sounds, harsh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-6857768668884715885?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6857768668884715885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=6857768668884715885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6857768668884715885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6857768668884715885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/04/saw-that-i-was-tagged-on-xuanlins-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-2175046287113066580</id><published>2009-04-17T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:13:35.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am oh so tired right now. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I seriously feel like slapping myself man. Mid year's coming in about another 2 weeks times. And here I am, wasting my time away using the computer doing useless crap. Damn it. I finished all the work I've done on the computer. I had so better stop using the computer. There's so much work piling up. Oh, I forgot. I still need to use this machine. Argh. For art. Great. Just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that reason for me wanting to slap myself, there's this other one. Why can't I just think before I speak. Whether the past or the present. Words just come out of my mouth like it was independent. And then, after thinking about it for sometime, I regret and feel "guilty". Pastor mentioned so many times during SS lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'To be Happy I Need to Keep clean and pure. Think, think, think and think again.' Yeah, think. Why is it always so difficult to think before doing anything? ...&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened in school. Except for the noise our class created during music lesson. Apparently, almost no one, I repeat, NO ONE brought any materials. Other than Hongyi with plastic bottles, I think no one else brought anything. Yeah, and after 15mins of "brainstorming", we still came out with nothing. Oh well. It's due next Friday. Somehow, someway, we'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like that webquest presentation. I was stuck after doing my first slide. Then I thought, somehow, someway, I will finish it. And I did. It turned out pretty well as well. At least all my hard work wasn't in vain. I'm glad for the time and effort I put in it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Skip till after school. Went to dawson with Jiayu, Lenice and Hsinern for "lunch". I ate mashed potato. Hahs. I so called bribed Hsinern into coming with us. Know how? I said I would wait for 970 with her if she came, and so she did! How more evil can I be. *Sniggers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home and wasted 2 hours away before I got into having a bath. Then I opened my piano and played and 2hours away. Then I started on my Chemistry homework. Oh well. I knew to do almost nothing. Goodness me. And it was also only then, I realised Ms Liang hasn't finished teaching us on writing chemical formulae and she started on balancing equations already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what nonsense is this? The whole worksheet was on writing chemical formulaes for ionic compounds and she totally didn't even touch on that part. How in the world are we supposed to do? Even Yanleng didn't know can. So it's not our fault this time. I so rather have Mdm Teoh to teach us. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I still have my chinese tuition homework to complete. Sighs... Seriously, why am I in no mood to study now? Just like Xuanlin said. No mood to study. sighs... I gotta get my engine going.........&lt;br /&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;I know it's jumping from here to there and there to here. Bear with me. I'm just far to lazy to go back and rearrange everything in order. Okay. I forgot what I wanted to type already. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;I'm still coughing. Not my lungs out but yeah, still coughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I like cloud watching. It's relaxing and relaxing. =.= Makes me feel better you know? I've got like over 50 pictures of clouds/sky in my phone. Pretty cool huh? I love clouds. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, that was really random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough for today. My eyes are begging for a rest. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-2175046287113066580?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2175046287113066580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=2175046287113066580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2175046287113066580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2175046287113066580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-oh-so-tired-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-4395813344567720912</id><published>2009-04-16T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:50:28.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='someone help me...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm like supposed to study history now and do maths, but I'm seriously not in the mood to. Lol. I don't know why. I hate history. It's all memorising and stuffs. And what comparison and inference thing. Geez.. Confusing like what. =.= My brain has enough information for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam's coming... And I'm still not studying. Oh how more stupid can I be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the webquest presentation yesterday. Didn't turn out that bad. I found it pretty interesting. :D At least, we got positive comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One presentation down (or project rather), another one more to go (2, if music counts). PW. Great. I really wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for music! I like music! I love music! Music's my life. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ong should be a lecturer. :o Don't wish to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still coughing my lungs out. Goodness me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grade 8 piano's tough. I fell in love with another exam piece. Prelude and Fugue in F minor by Bach. In the well tempered clavier book 2. :O It's seriously... Tough? Argh... Every piece I'm playing's tough. Still have sight-reading, scales and oral. Oh man. I hate sight-reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. So very tired. Always feeling sleepy in class. Everytime. That's bad. Really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a chem test today. Wasn' that bad, wasn't that good. I think I lost 2 marks already. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sat's gonna be very busy. Already, a whole pile of homework is piling up. Oh i hate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, life's cruel. It is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've noticed, everything's random. In no perfect order. Lol. I just type everything that comes to my mind. Man, something's wrong with me. Seriously. I need a chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye and wish me all the best for history. It sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-4395813344567720912?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/4395813344567720912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=4395813344567720912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4395813344567720912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4395813344567720912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-like-supposed-to-study-history-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-3524585591504164948</id><published>2009-04-09T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:46:49.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone said something nonsensical. Know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and oh erm stuffs yeah and like yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D i posted it here so that i won't forget. You know, things here don't get erased unless the whole  website conks (is there such a word?) out or i somehow delete it off. Or a hacker who doesn't like this post deletes it off. Yeah. So, yeah. Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm random, and I like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-3524585591504164948?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3524585591504164948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=3524585591504164948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3524585591504164948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3524585591504164948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/04/someone-said-something-nonsensical.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-6971080350237240452</id><published>2009-04-09T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:47:24.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One post after another. That was 'dedicated' you know. Oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross country ain't that bad. It was pretty good for me that I managed to run almost all the way. With Kailyn of course. Considering the fact that I slept at 12+ yesterday night. They say you need to sleep early to have what you call 'stamina'. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. We started walking like the rest of the crowd, but after about 2 mins of walking, my legs didn't want to be slow, and so we started running. And continued on for the rest of the... the run. The run... Shan't elaborate. I'm far too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sorta staring into space just now, or rather my mind was wandering no where ( I was thinking of things you see), then I decided to write a paragraph of which sentences end with rhyming words - in short a poem. But poem sounds so formal. Oh whatever. I ain't emo kay. It's just self-reflection (: Some parts are a little exaggerated or untrue though.&lt;br /&gt;And, bear with me. It's pretty long. Don't mind if the language is wrong as well, I was just trying to fit in words you know. :) &lt;em&gt;I don't really like the starting though. I played with words till something came out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Outside I am smiling, but inside I am drowning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I do so much thinking, yet I'm still not receiving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;answers which I'm pleading, so I can go on seeing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;this world which I am leaving, when I'm an old human being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Right now I am changing, into someone worth considering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Problems that are forming are so, not to my liking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So I should quit my dreaming, start moving, get something going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What's the use of understanding, others without knowing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;what I'm really doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It gets me down to nothing, and I'll be only staring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;at the mirror I am facing, and probably end up crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I used to be laughing, so much and oh, no stopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My stomach used to be hurting, almost everyday day while schooling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That is no more happening, and reliving it is what I'm hoping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Something is coming, something life changing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It is just a feeling, but I know I gotta do something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a whole load of time finding the correct last words. Lol. Nevermind. It's worth a shot. Like i said, some are untrue or exaggerated, so yeah. Don't count on it. (: And, I still don't like the beginning. It was a bad start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing before I end this post. Know what? My arm still hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/Sd3fVbiWMOI/AAAAAAAAALo/nJKAYNxY33I/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/Sd3fVbiWMOI/AAAAAAAAALo/nJKAYNxY33I/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322655893883859170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/Sd3fVbiWMOI/AAAAAAAAALo/nJKAYNxY33I/s200/DSC00144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/Sd3fVbiWMOI/AAAAAAAAALo/nJKAYNxY33I/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if the clouds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;could just eat you up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/Sd3fVp_ISoI/AAAAAAAAALw/oEBgbi7aX2w/s1600-h/DSC00527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322655897762679426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/Sd3fVp_ISoI/AAAAAAAAALw/oEBgbi7aX2w/s200/DSC00527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or maybe, if only flying there and staying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there was possible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/Sd3fVbiWMOI/AAAAAAAAALo/nJKAYNxY33I/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/Sd3fVbiWMOI/AAAAAAAAALo/nJKAYNxY33I/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-6971080350237240452?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6971080350237240452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=6971080350237240452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6971080350237240452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6971080350237240452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-post-after-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/Sd3fVbiWMOI/AAAAAAAAALo/nJKAYNxY33I/s72-c/DSC00144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-565110511803277928</id><published>2009-04-09T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T18:41:28.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL. Xuanlin..... Here's a post about you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be happy. and honoured. and high. Hs you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so as you can guess, Xuanlin wants a post cos i blogged a little too much about Chloe in the post before my previous post. So yeah, she's unhappy and wants it to be fair. LOLOLOLOL. (I'm probably exaggerating a lil' but.. XD) So, we went for cross country together today, did not run together but went home together. How's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this post belongs to you already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-565110511803277928?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/565110511803277928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=565110511803277928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/565110511803277928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/565110511803277928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/04/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-5401892532323582234</id><published>2009-04-08T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T23:04:38.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random-ness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. I shall start this post with Xuanlin. See Xuanlin, i remembered (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, like I'm currently chatting with Eunice right now. I miss her so much can. I'm so lively when I'm chatting with her. Same with her I guess. Woohooo! :D I practically went over the moon just now and began typing nonsense, once again. Just like how I was last year with her. Hohohohos. :D Oh man, I love her ( as my retarded sister ) (People, don't be jealous. :O =X )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's cross country! Yay? I think not. I don't feel like running. My nose is running, and my throat's beginning to turn sore. My arm's currently hurting and my brain's no better at all. It's more like my elbow actually. Once I bend, I can't straighten. Once I straighten I can't bend. Don't wish to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAUSE. Let me post something really random I just said to Eunice. We were talking about rocketing off to space and this kinda thing, and I started the subject on flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something I said which was lame?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want! to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;out into the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and soar up high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just like a magic fly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Apparently, I know the last sentence makes no sense. But I was just thinking of a sentence to rhyme, and it came into my brain, and out into my fingers it went. Does it make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to sleep now. Know why? Cos I'm tired. Know why? Cos my brain said so. Know why? Cos maybe I laughed too much just now. Know why? Cos of Eunice. Know why? Cos she's my retarded sister. Know why? Cos she said I was. Know why? I DON'T KNOW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:D :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure random-ness whenever I'm with youuu! (you know who) :D Once again, DON'T BE JEALOUS! I STILL LOVE A LOT OF PEOPLE!! &lt;em&gt;just that your name's not on the post that's all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough talk. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-5401892532323582234?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/5401892532323582234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=5401892532323582234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5401892532323582234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5401892532323582234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-4133439298787174280</id><published>2009-04-05T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:42:21.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apparently, Chloe ---- --- --- wants me to update, so I'm updating FOR HER SAKE! (How more a good friend can I be? Hahs!) Chloe, you'd better be GRATEFUL. This is the third post! Mind you, 3rd post about you on my entire blog. Hehehes. That's the most eh. (: And yeah, you should be happy I didn't put your full name up there. :D I would've loved to but you see, I'm so kind. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Enough of those stupid talk. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's school tomorrow. I finished all my homework on Friday night which I rushed through it until 12 + 1 before I knocked out. I've no idea why I did it all on Friday, but still, :D It's good ain't it? I was pretty free on Sat and Sun. Well, sorta. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no badminton tomorrow. Changed to Tues. For who knows what reason. So I'll be coming back to do my tuition homework! :D And practise piano, of which I've been doing pretty little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about piano, it's haard. Like seriously difficult. Seriously tough. Grade 8 ain't easy at all man.. Even my teacher said it won't be easy to pass Grade 8. Get it, PASS. How to get Merit or Distinction. Maybe if I practise. I've got about a year. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking to myself. Oh well. Many random random things today, and so I shall randomly go off right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye. (&lt;em&gt;Chloe, I posted)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-4133439298787174280?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/4133439298787174280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=4133439298787174280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4133439298787174280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4133439298787174280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/04/apparent-chloe-wants-me-to-update-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-2821598446635686323</id><published>2009-03-25T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:28:38.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm updating! updating... Been so lazy nowadays. I always plan to come on the computer to do my work for THREE PROJECTS?! And, I always end up getting nowhere. Why? 'Cos I'm easily distracted. That's something I BADLY need to CHANGE. Habits are so difficult to kick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the only thing I can say is, MY WHOLE BODY IS ACHING! FROM HEAD TO TOE. Okay, not head. How about shoulders? Yeah, shoulders. Shoulders to toes. Both my arms hurt, my stomach hurts, and my legs hurt. Why? 'Cos of 2 reasons. Monday, had badminton. No idea why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; aching but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; aching so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; aching. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason 2. Had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Napfa&lt;/span&gt; on Tuesday. Like what the. I did my sit ups so quickly, intending to score more but I only managed to do 34. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Gahhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nevermind&lt;/span&gt;, it's still an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My broad jump improved! I usually jump at around 135cm (I know you're laughing inside) 'cos most of the time, it's always one leg far &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt;, and the other far behind. =.= I managed to jump 154cm. Got a C. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hweeying's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; pro can? 178. Chop off her legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull ups, I did 10. :O Also, an improvement(: Actually, I did 9 without my butt touching the ground. After the 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, I touched. Since I saw that no one saw, I pushed myself and did one more to make 10 and to get a C. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hahs&lt;/span&gt;. That Ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Koh's&lt;/span&gt; so what can. Just 'cos we sat down 1sec later, she made us to 15, do you get that? &lt;strong&gt;FIFTEEN PUSH UPS BEFORE OUR PULL UPS. &lt;/strong&gt;Like what nonsense? Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nevermind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuttle run. Stupid shuttle run. i usually get a B. I got a D. First time, I failed. Why? At the other end, it was slippery. So I kinda had to jerk and regain my balance. Then, I ran back. Overshot. =.= Ran to the other side again, stopped to gain my balance, ran back. 14.07. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second try, obviously I knew it was slippery, so I didn't dare to reach all the way. I wouldn't want being seen doing a split of which was by accident you know. (I can't even do one). So I had to jerk. In the end, got a timing of 12.37. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;. Stupid. Last year's result was so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit and reach. E?! I'm gonna retake it. Whatever it takes. The only thing I can hope for now is, I CAN RUN FOR MY 2.4. It's always the stupid, sickening running which pulls everything down. I either reach on time, a few second before, or fail. So, to get a D............ Oh, wish me all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't found a place for CIP. All didn't call back. Sick. We're so behind time. And after doing it, we still gotta complete that scrapbook. Shit. I so don't like my group. Wonder who's the smart alec who arranged our groups. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, today, was very bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-2821598446635686323?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2821598446635686323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=2821598446635686323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2821598446635686323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2821598446635686323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-updating-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-4717480762448955260</id><published>2009-03-20T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:01:39.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quick post! It's 11.56pm right now. =.= It's the latest so far that I've been on the computer. :O At least I don't have to wake up early tomorrow. Oh yeah, talking about tomorrow, I'm going to clean the church! Woohoo! Not only me, but.. with some others.., not a lot others. Hahs! Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to do this blog man. Anyone wanna volunteer??? But I'll see if I wanna let you in as well though (: Hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm done here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Goodbye, goodnight and candy dreams. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-4717480762448955260?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/4717480762448955260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=4717480762448955260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4717480762448955260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4717480762448955260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/03/quick-post-its-11.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-6321875788594283031</id><published>2009-03-12T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:39:03.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My poor blog's still not fixed. I might do it, during the holidays. If I've got the time. We already know some of our holiday homework. Sian. Still have tomorrow. Who knows what other homework we'll get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday. Piano theory exam. Grade 6. Goodness me. Gah. Gotta get a merit or distinction. If I can get a distinction, I'll get my money back! :D Cool eh. But, we'll see how. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hweeying and Lenice's taking it as well. But all at different places. =.= I'm in the afternoon, they're in the morning. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyelids are getting heavy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-6321875788594283031?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6321875788594283031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=6321875788594283031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6321875788594283031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6321875788594283031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-poor-blogs-still-not-fixed.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-3915732086867165975</id><published>2009-03-11T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:00:07.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got bored and saw this. So I'm doing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] Gotten detention.&lt;br /&gt;[] Gotten your phone taken away in class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten suspended.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten caught chewing gum.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten caught cheating on a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Arrived late to class more than 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;[] Didn’t do homework over 5 times&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Turned at least 3 projects in late&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Missed school cause you felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Laughed so loud you got kicked out of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total : 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Got your mom / dad etc. to get you out of school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Texted people during class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Passed notes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Threw stuff across the room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laughed at the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total : 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pulled down the Fire Alarm.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went on Myspace , Facebook , Xanga , etc. on the computer at school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Took Pictures during school hours.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Called someone during School hours.&lt;br /&gt;[] Listened to an iPod , CD , etc... During class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total : 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Threw something at the teacher&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Went outside the classroom without permission.&lt;br /&gt;[X] Broke the dress code.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Failed a class test.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ate food during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total : 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten a call from school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Couldn’t go on a field trip cause you behaved badly.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Didn’t take your stuff to school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten a detention and didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Stuck up your middle finger at a teacher when they were not looking.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Cursed during class loud enough so the teacher could hear&lt;br /&gt;Total : 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Faked your parents signature&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Slept in class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cursed at a teacher to their face.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Copied homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MULTIPLY BY THREE : 10 x 3&lt;br /&gt;= 30%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 10 of your friends.&lt;br /&gt;you and you (x5)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Repost this &amp;amp; put the Title as "I screwed up -- % of my teenage life" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-3915732086867165975?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3915732086867165975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=3915732086867165975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3915732086867165975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3915732086867165975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/03/got-bored-and-saw-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-8140055246318413314</id><published>2009-02-27T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:54:46.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is temporary. Well, maybe it'll be here permanently 'cos I'm far too lazy/busy to look for another one. And that sickening cbox still won't work. I can't even get into that sickening website. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not coming on computer for a week sure has many changes. I didn't even get to see the tags, that's if there were any. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-8140055246318413314?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/8140055246318413314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=8140055246318413314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/8140055246318413314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/8140055246318413314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-temporary.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-7671230130745629085</id><published>2009-02-27T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:47:39.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My blog has gone upside down and inside out. Lol. Have to spend time fixing it. =.= Argh. My cbox can't be viewed as well. Double argh. I've got no time to do this blog - blogskin and everything. The last &lt;strong&gt;ARGH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to take a long time to finish this whole thing man..... Wish me happy doing. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a photo I took 2 days ago. It's bea-uuuu-tiful. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/SafuwfoXU8I/AAAAAAAAALg/9Fc55fGeNRA/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307473202771350466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/SafuwfoXU8I/AAAAAAAAALg/9Fc55fGeNRA/s200/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/SafuwfoXU8I/AAAAAAAAALg/9Fc55fGeNRA/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-7671230130745629085?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7671230130745629085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=7671230130745629085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7671230130745629085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7671230130745629085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-blog-has-gone-upside-down-and-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/SafuwfoXU8I/AAAAAAAAALg/9Fc55fGeNRA/s72-c/IMG_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-9076738848647638395</id><published>2009-02-20T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:06:53.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so restless now man.. Can't seem to chill. First and foremost, it's 'cos of - And secondly, my stupid computer's windows movie maker can't work and I can't do my homework. Damn. I've got my free day today to do it and this stupid computer just won't work. Or maybe it's just that programme's fault. Oh whatever. It's gotta be somebody/something's fault. Currently during a virus scan and my mum said to wait 'cos too many programmes going on and once will only make my computer hang. So, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much in school. Hsinern didn't come ): She's got fever. Get well soon partner. Had Literature and Maths test today. Maths was a piece of pie (got that from Ridzwan). Literature.. I should be able to pass but I don't know by how many marks. Later only one mark, I laugh. =.= Whatever. 2 essay questions eh. And I didn't go for the short remedial yesterday by mrs dass 'cos of the south zone (have i mentioned that?) and so I had practically no idea how to do it. Thanks to some helpful people I managed to get hold of the basics. And so, I just wrote and wrote and wrote. I did on Julia Edmunds and the theme family. I wanted to do on Mrs Aarons but couldn't think of any other word other than 'biased' to describe her so I chose the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Dass went through the theme "family" so I had a rough idea of what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths was simple. Everybody said that. Mr Aslam said we shouldn't take more than 30mins. We did it in 15. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lessons and blablabla until the end of school. Went with Xuanlin to return the class keys and find Mr Yuen first, then went to dawson to eat. She didn't eat 'cos she claimed she wasn't hungry. So she sorted out her art folio. And during that whole time we were talking, and talking, and talking. Non-stop. On that particular problem which has grown so much bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, we left. Xuanlin waited for 970 with me. (Thanks). And when the bus came (like coming towards the bus-stop), an sms came in. To Xuanlin's phone. She got seriously pissed by it and we were talking on the bus about it. Even on msn, which was just now. I'm seriously dreading Monday. I don't know what's gonna happen. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took to Commonwealth MRT, I took it to my teacher's house. Finished another maths topic and did my maths homework. Was pretty tired so I took quite a while to absorb everything into my mind. But I did it anyway, somehow. Left at around 4.30. Did thinking on the way home. It's nice when you're alone in the bus/MRT. It's peaceful and quiet and it lets you think about the day's activities. And so yeah, I did a lot of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home, took a shower, played the piano, ate dinner, and am on the computer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here. I gotta go try that movie maker thing again. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-9076738848647638395?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/9076738848647638395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=9076738848647638395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/9076738848647638395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/9076738848647638395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-so-restless-now-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-2316083884522366988</id><published>2009-02-19T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:46:50.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Emmeline's chasing me to blog so yeah. I've not blogged for who knows how many days or weeks but here's one. I've been far too lazy and busy to update this blog. Lol. Oh well, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just talk about today. Nothing much during class. Except for the fact that we had a chem test during the second last period. I don't know why but I did the paper extreeemely fast. When I put down my pen and looked around, I realised that most people were only at the second page ( there were 3 pages). And I saw the length of the answer for one question (they were really long whereas mine was like 2-4 sentences) Lol. Big difference. Now what I'm afraid of is not scoring good marks. I missed last week's lesson 'cos of south zone and missed this whole two periods. I'm lagging behind man and that ain't good. =.= Whatever. After completing the test, me and hweeying went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipskipskip until the competition. We won 4-1. Emmeline and I FINALLY won one match. Hahahahs. My hands were shaking all the way. Lol. 1st match when we played really badly until 11 points. After the short interval, both of us played like when in school. Pretty cool eh. I actually managed to do proper smashes which I haven't been doing for the past few matches. Lol. Yeah, so won both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip until everything's over and when in the bus back to school.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't sit at all. I just didn't feel like sitting. Well, maybe for 5 minutes?! Emmeline and I went HIGH! And I really mean HiGh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed like mad maniacs. When I see her face, I feel like laughing. When she sees my face, she feels like laughing. And so in conclusion, when we see each other, we laugh like crazy. (There was once she laughed and fell on the floor!) That made my stomach hurt loads. Laughed till I couldn't laugh. We tried laughing after that but failed to do so. Hahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another incident was when Huilin, Caroline and Zhiyin went mad. They were laughing like crazy and Samantha wanted to take a picture but their reactions were faster. They slid down the chair, as in like sitting lower in the chair. Then, I volunteered to take the picture since I was nearer. And so, I took her phone and put it in front of Zhiyin and Huilin. They saw it and tried to hide, but alas. HAHAHAHAHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhiyin managed to cover her face (The picture showed her face covered by her hands) but Huilin, her mouth was wide open. Hehehes. The minute I took it and saw it, I burst out laughing like a who knows what! Hahahash! Then Emmeline and Samantha were like "Are you okay? Why you laugh until like that?" Then I gave her back her phone and when both of them saw the picture, they laughed worse than me. HAHAHAHAHSH! That was really fun. Hahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't exactly remember what else we laughed about but I know I laughed throughout the whole journey back. I so wanna relive this day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it took my mind off some things. Lol. Everything's not right man.... Sian....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this post is long enough. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-2316083884522366988?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2316083884522366988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=2316083884522366988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2316083884522366988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2316083884522366988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/02/emmelines-chasing-me-to-blog-so-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-848420438319439420</id><published>2009-02-04T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:35:06.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm like supposed to search for somemore D&amp;amp;T pictures but I can't seem to find anymore. So I'll settle at 3 pictures. Lol. I opened many windows man. I've got like 8 msn chats going on. Of which most of them are 'dead'. But they're still open. Oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmeline and I were like debating on who looks like a monkey. Hahahahahas. She has all those lame emoticons of monkeys. Emmeline, YOU'RE LAME! Hahahahahahhs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done a lot of homework.. I haven't touched my maths! :O It's usually the first subject I do and I haven't even touched it. Friday's the deadline. I don't know if I've got enough time. =X&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even done my piano theory and my lesson's tomorrow. I'm so dead. Sian. D&amp;amp;T also haven't finish and the deadline's tomorrow. I am even more dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so behind homework this week man.. Goodness... I shall stop using the computer(: For tomorrow. Hehs. I bet I'll use it on Friday so, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And can you believe? Rena Ng got punished and stood outside the class yesterday. Hahahahahas. Pretty cool huh? First time in my life standing outside class for one whole period (Yes I'm guai, and I know that :D) Why? 'Cos I was late for English. If Mdm Yani wasn't there I don't think Ms Azlina will bother la. Lol. Act one strict only. Nevermind. Didn't get much of a scolding anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a match against Fairfield yesterday. I lost. =.= But overall, we won. (: 3-2. The coach didn't expect it. After we lost out match he had like no confidence. Lol. We totally screamed out lungs out lah. Whenever Samantha and Deanna scored a point, the whole team will SCREAM. I mean scream, like seriously scream. When they scored the final point, we screamed even louder. Hahahahs. Me and Emmeline were like competing. Hahs.&lt;br /&gt;Fairfield not happy sia. They threw shuttles. Lol. Pretty lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to school Huilin, Zhiyin and me were at the back totally go high la. Especially that Huilin. Make me and Zhiyin laugh like siao. Lols. Okay, end of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And end of post. I don't know what else to post about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-848420438319439420?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/848420438319439420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=848420438319439420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/848420438319439420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/848420438319439420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-like-supposed-to-search-for-somemore.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-6562056153924044450</id><published>2009-02-02T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:20:39.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chloe said her name's to be on my post and so here's her big big name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;CHLOE CHUA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;okay. Chloe, you're famous. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;So, i'm like so trying to find the score for my grade8 piece 'cos I don't know where it is. It's not in my room, not on my piano not anywhere!. I can't find. The website has got something to do with imslp. But I still can't find. =.= Aiya I go find. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-6562056153924044450?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6562056153924044450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=6562056153924044450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6562056153924044450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6562056153924044450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/02/chloe-said-her-names-to-be-on-my-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-3109365407107628911</id><published>2009-01-29T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:04:04.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gohyongsiang.. :)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another post, this time on GOH YONG SIANG. Why? To save my tagboard from being flooded with this sickening, gross word 'LUBB'. I shudder just at the sound of it. Gross..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh......&lt;br /&gt;Err.......&lt;br /&gt;Ehh.....&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.....&lt;br /&gt;Erm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to post. Lol. Nevermind. I won't post anything. This post belongs to him already anyway. Hahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(And you had better not type that disgusting word in my tagboard again! :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-3109365407107628911?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3109365407107628911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=3109365407107628911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3109365407107628911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3109365407107628911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-post-this-time-on-goh-yong.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-3447484103521759477</id><published>2009-01-29T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:19:13.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chloe chua..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, this post is SPECIALLY for CHLOE CHUA. (She doesn't want me to do it but who cares!) Let's see. Starting from after badminton on the bus 147 on the way home. CHLOE'S A DRAMA QUEEN!! She was totally doing those expressions like a PROFESSIONAL ACTRESS. Then she cracked some weird but stomach aching jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one. We passed by singapore poly and were staring at the people. All of a sudden, she saw a guy's hair which was like Corbin Bleu's (search the web if you don't know who he is) and all of a sudden said terrorist bomb. Then she started laughing like mad(and I didn't know for what reason at first). And I started laughing together with her 'cos the way she laughed made me laugh. Then she started telling me joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said like she bomb the guy's hair then become like that. Hahahahas. Go to her blog for the full story (It's under my peitong links). :D&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, I made up a phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chloe&lt;/span&gt; is an old &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lady &lt;/span&gt;who has gone insane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(I made them rhymn (: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just now we were on msn. We were arguing on me posting what happened during that time. Hahahahahs! Another 'joke' we cracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rena: Chloe has gone nuts&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: No I've not! You have gone nuts thinking that I've gone nuts but NOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;Rena: Nah.&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: You're the nutty one and then you're trying to MAKE me nuts so that we'll be the same BUT NO i will not be nutty like you nuttto&lt;br /&gt;Rena: You've gone nuts thinking that I've gone nuts thinking that you've gone nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still more to follow but I'm far to lazy to type everything down. I don't think you'll get it. You don't know what was in front. Hahahhas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just chatting with her can make me go bonkers so can you imagine being with her. I'll laugh my voice off. (does that even make sense?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHLOE CHUA! I HAVE NOT LOST! AND YOU HAVE NOT WON! WE'RE QUITS ALRIGHT! HAHAHAHS! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;this post is seriously all about her man. Chloe, be honoured! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-3447484103521759477?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3447484103521759477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=3447484103521759477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3447484103521759477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3447484103521759477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-this-post-is-specially-for-chloe.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-4216972658598994138</id><published>2009-01-25T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:12:14.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got kinda bored and passed by wanxin's blog with this quiz so I'll just do it for fun (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 ) Do people treasure you ?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 ) What's your most favourite things to do ?&lt;br /&gt;Sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 ) What is the first thing that comes to your mind when you think of love ?&lt;br /&gt;What kinda love?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4 ) What kind of bf/gf do you want?&lt;br /&gt;Haven't thought about it. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 ) Is there somebody in your heart right now ?&lt;br /&gt;So many...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6 ) Do you believe that you can survive without money ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 ) Are you afraid of pain ?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on what the cause of it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 ) What do you feel like doing now ?&lt;br /&gt;Flying. =.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 ) If there's someone you love,will you confess to him/her ?&lt;br /&gt;Wait till I love someone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 ) List 5 things/ people you &lt;u&gt;dislike&lt;/u&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Him, him, my class, history, literature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 ) What is your 5 most passionate things at the moment ?&lt;br /&gt;Music, reading, studies, God and...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 ) If you have 1 thing you've to eat for you whole life,what would it be ?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever's available.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 ) If you've a chance to be rich or happy,which one will you choose ?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14 ) If you've the chance,which part of your character would you like to change ?&lt;br /&gt;So many parts..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 ) If you're unhappy,what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Stare out of the window and dream..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 ) Which country/ countries do you like the most ?&lt;br /&gt;Singapore, Bandung.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17 ) Are you happy ?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 ) what are the 3 things you like about your family ?&lt;br /&gt;Everything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 ) I tag :&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who's bored like me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-4216972658598994138?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/4216972658598994138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=4216972658598994138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4216972658598994138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4216972658598994138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/01/got-kinda-bored-and-passed-by-wanxins.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-299595166267684593</id><published>2009-01-23T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:48:03.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm like so lazy to post nowadays. In fact, I'm becoming more lazy and lazy.. Sighs.. So have to get my butt off the damn chair. LOL. My whole body hurts lah. I know the reasons for my arms and legs but my back, no idea man.. This morning wake up only my whole back was hurting lah. Later my spine got something wrong. =X So now it's like everyday, I'm trying to sit up straight. =.= I posted about that before. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now school was pretty boring, except for the first two periods of English class. We continued watching Freedom Writers but still couldn't finish.. When the bell rang both classes were like giving that unsatisfied sigh.. Lol. They gave us another worksheet. Wth.. Everytime we watch there's one, but nevermind (: The show rocks. I wanna get the book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went for CNY celebration.. Don't wanna elaborate.. It was so boring.. Ended at around 10.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, comes the interesting part. Went to tiong with xuanlin, kailyn and some others. Went to kopitiam for lunch. When I finished eating, I then realised I forgot to bring my house keys. Wth?! And so, I had absolutely no way to get home 'cos my bro was in school, my mum and dad were at work. LOL. So stayed a little longer. Wanted to go to hsinern's house to slack before going for tuition at 2.30pm but her brother's friends were there so I couldn't go. Wanted to go home with Xuanlin but also cannot. So, finally, I went back to church to meet my mum and also waste time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped her do some things, then left at around 1.30pm. Took train back to clementi and took a bus to my tuition teacher's house. I was late. =.= Did maths (duh).. My eyes were heavy. LOL. Left at don't know what time and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathed then practised piano. I tried the grade 8 pieces. So tough =.= But it's still okay cos I've got more than a year to master everything.. Hahaahs. Listened to some people playing 'em on youtube.. So chim. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingers are getting stiff lah.. =.= LOL. Gotta go sleep, so I'm done here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-299595166267684593?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/299595166267684593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=299595166267684593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/299595166267684593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/299595166267684593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-like-so-lazy-to-post-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-3014724203757691048</id><published>2009-01-18T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:04:06.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know how to start. Whatever.. I just started. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's begin from tomorrow! And backwards.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta bring a book down for the reading period. The whole school will be reading man! Imaginable? Lols. I don't mind anything about it. Except for the fact that my back will hurt like loads. My back hurts like super easily nowadays. So now in class, my bag's on the floor, I push in my chair and sit up straight. When I walk, I walk up straight (?). Lol. Don't know where the badminton training's gonna be held. Hopefully it's at the ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. Went to church as usual. At some parts of the sermon my mind was off to somewhere else. :X So bad. I missed a few parts. Stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday. Had to wake up sorta early at around uh, 9+? Early for me. On Saturdays, I usually sleep till 10.30am. At the very least. Hahahs. After that went for reunion lunch with my dad's side. We were actually late already, but were one of the earliest to reach. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Peach Blossoms at Marina Mandarin Hotel I think. Chinese tim sum buffet. My uncle ordered sooo much. It was a good thing I skipped breakfast. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;I'm like so over Emmy Rossum now. Lol. I don't knw why. It's so difficult to find her songs lah. I think her album's new. Oh whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-3014724203757691048?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3014724203757691048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=3014724203757691048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3014724203757691048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3014724203757691048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-know-how-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-1504834835636081648</id><published>2009-01-16T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:24:12.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;nowhere's safe...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. So, let's start. Uh, let's start with Wednesday. Sec2s had spot check. I clipped everything up, tucked in my shirt MORE, pushed down my skirt. LOL. No one bothered about socks (including the teachers). My side was checked by one chinese teacher. Very fortunate sia. She only see if it LOOKS like it's tucked. Mrs Anthony lifted up the shirt for the others. You know what she said? "This class is very good. What class is this? (We answered) Keep up the standards. I might use your class as a model class." All of us staretd giggling. Then Mr Ang came smiling (while looking at us) and said "What class is this?" We answered. And, he walked away, still smiling. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking back we were like all laughing?! Model class. Like what nonsense. Spot check leh. Who wouldn't be a guai-kia? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days always clip up fringe during morning assembly. Then while we're walking back, everything's back to square one. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip to today. Had badminton training. They announced it as in the ISH yesterday but changed it to LengKee today (last minute change) 'cos of the sec1 meet-the-parents session. LOL. So we went. Most of the Sec1s came. And ALL of us played using the two pathetic courts. =.=&lt;br /&gt;I smashed a many times. (:  I also don't know how I did it. LOL. I'm pairing with &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Emmeline&lt;/span&gt; again wor! :D Hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bus home with Xuanlin and Chloe. Walked back with Chloe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-1504834835636081648?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/1504834835636081648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=1504834835636081648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1504834835636081648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1504834835636081648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/01/nowheres-safe.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-7277093055344577543</id><published>2009-01-13T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:02:51.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='many thoughts...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm kinda beginning to dread school now. Ever since last week. I'm losing many things. So many things. While I'm losing things, I gain problems. What's this?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I feel like I'm seriously getting more and more reserved in school. 'Why's that?" you may ask. But I've got no answer for you. I'm so beginning to miss my primary school life more than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sec2's so gonna be much more different. Thinking about all these, the lyrics of these song just popped into my mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Memory. All alone in the moonlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I can smile at the old days, I was beautiful then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I remember the time I knew what happiness was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Let the memory, live again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Makes a lot of sense. For the first time in my life I think this song makes a lot of sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school, did the usual stuffs. I actually enjoyed PE. =.= We did sprinting. LOL. I wasn't exactly tired. During the last round Melissa, Pei Yi and me ran together. We started, ran and ended at the same time. Hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we did this and did that. There were still people who didn't hand up their literature worksheets. =.= I don't know why but I just refused to give them a worksheet to copy. I didn't want to. I don't know why. Talked a lot to JiaYu during CE. We totally spilled everything out. She's quite comfortable to talk with. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip until the end of the day. Melissa had to find Rachel for some kinda Guides thing, Xuanlin had remedial, Huilin had to meet Jeanie, PeiYi and JiaYu had netball. I could've gone back with Hsin Ern but how was I to know no one else was free. So she went back first. In the end I went back by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking to the bus stop I did a lot of thinking. I felt so lonesome. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Waited for bus and bus 111 came.&lt;br /&gt;Met Daoqin on the bus. Thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;At least I could have a companion to go back with me.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs..&lt;br /&gt;On the way back home, I did a lot of thinking as well on:&lt;br /&gt;- Why am I always involved?&lt;br /&gt;- What am I going to do?&lt;br /&gt;- If I do this, what will happen?&lt;br /&gt;- Why am I getting quieter by the day?&lt;br /&gt;- Why I'm getting colder to _?&lt;br /&gt;- Why am I getting more and more reserved?&lt;br /&gt;- Why aren't both of us like we used to be?&lt;br /&gt;- How can I improve on it?&lt;br /&gt;- Who else can I confide in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much huh. Actually, it's split during the first thinking time and second thinking time. I couldn't have possibly thought of so many things during the 15 min walk home. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-7277093055344577543?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7277093055344577543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=7277093055344577543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7277093055344577543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7277093055344577543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-kinda-beginning-to-dread-school-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-3533496406225548932</id><published>2009-01-12T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:41:35.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm like suppose to search about something for homwork now, but.. LOL. I can't exactly say find anything. =.= At most tomorrow go school and copy. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to school, did the usual stuffs.. Hand in homework and blablabla. Ho Kin Leonn totally made the whole class laugh during history. LOL. Assembly was boring. They repeated everything that they said last year. =.= Who knows who was listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The o level results were out today so we couldn't use to ish. LOL. Talking about o levels, my cousin got 7 points sia! Wth.. So smart. LOL. I think it's around the same points as another cousin last year. =.= All smart kids. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Leng Kee CC for training. A lot of people went sia. Like 26?! Almost the whole badminton girls (including 3 new sec1s). 2 of them are like so pro?! I lost a 3 point match to one of them. LOL. 3-2. =.= Then they chose some people for the school team i think. But i don't think it's confirmed yet. Actually the coach didn't choose me but huilin so badly wanted me to get in. So she went to tell the coach to let me play with someone. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, got chosen in the end. LOL. I bet training's gonna be tough. Oh yeah, we have a new coach. Chinese speaking and a not good English speaker. LOL. He said he's one of the best coaches in China I think? Or something like that la. I couldn't really understand what he was saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really sweat. LOL. 2 courts shared by 26 girls. Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My patience is wearing thin...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-3533496406225548932?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3533496406225548932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=3533496406225548932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3533496406225548932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3533496406225548932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-like-suppose-to-search-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-4017055740889116236</id><published>2009-01-10T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:57:49.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To start and end this post, let me talk about some things which happened yesterday (Friday) in school. I did one thing I thought I would never do and made some jokes out of it (some not relating as well). Let's see. I'll post this simple conversation between me and them. And, this incident made me quite scared. LOL. I'll refer to them as T. T1 and T2. I'll put R as me. (Xuanlin witnessed the whole thing it 'cos she was sitting beside me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;It was during recess&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T1: (They came to sit beside me. One in front one behind)&lt;br /&gt;T1: This girl ah, everyday eat fillet.&lt;br /&gt;R: No.&lt;br /&gt;T1: Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;R: No.&lt;br /&gt;T1: Her name Rena right?&lt;br /&gt;T2: I think so.&lt;br /&gt;(Both of them continued blabbering)&lt;br /&gt;R: Stop talking and I won't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;(Both of them continued blabbering)&lt;br /&gt;R: Can I ask for one request?&lt;br /&gt;T1: No.&lt;br /&gt;R: Go away. (emphasising on both words)&lt;br /&gt;T1,2: Wah..&lt;br /&gt;(and they went away with that sickening look on their faces)&lt;br /&gt;(Then, I lost my appetite and threw the whole box of food away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool huh? I actually said Go away. I'm so proud of myself. (: Now that I've done it, I sure can do it again and again and again. That's great news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess, we went for health check up. Yeo Huilin and me had a private talk. On many many things. We started with something relating to the conversation above, then continued on other things. This is one part of the conversation (again) which both of us laughed till our stomachs hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HL: Marcus said you're weak point is you're too cold to boys.&lt;br /&gt;R: That's my strong point la! That's the best point I ever have!&lt;br /&gt;(Laughs)&lt;br /&gt;R: It's like he's trying to imply that he wants me to talk to him la! Can you imagine me saying 'Hi Marcus!' everytime I see him? The first time he'll say hi. The second time he'll say hi and give me that look. The third time, he'll give me that look and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;(laughs)&lt;br /&gt;R: It's like, won't he be freaking out?! LOL?!&lt;br /&gt;(Long laughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might not get it as you don't know the whole thing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is, this year's gonna be really different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all these people for your listening ear and advice :D&lt;br /&gt;-Xuanlin&lt;br /&gt;-Yeo Huilin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciated much. Love your loads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-4017055740889116236?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/4017055740889116236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=4017055740889116236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4017055740889116236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4017055740889116236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-start-and-end-this-post-let-me-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-6210113337177271404</id><published>2009-01-07T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:43:51.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been updating for a looong time. Yeah, I know that. Last post was on Christmas? Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got only one thing to say. I'm sick! Great... I'm coughiing and sneeeezing. LOL. I think I spread it to Lenice. Hahs. She was sniffing in class today together with me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about today, someone weird told me something weird about somebody who's weird and i found it really weird 'cos it was just weird. LOL. It's freaking funny. But, I'm kinda scared? No better word to explain. People who know pleaseee don't tell. If not I'll whack your butt till it's red (it's possible). (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all now. I'm so fed-up with my nose and throat. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-6210113337177271404?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6210113337177271404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=6210113337177271404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6210113337177271404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6210113337177271404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2009/01/havent-been-updating-for-looong-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-2466666366235187744</id><published>2008-12-25T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:44:48.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone just sent the pictures so I'll just post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/SVNwDcL7ZSI/AAAAAAAAALY/eC_oG6AR2j8/s1600-h/picture+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283689992243864866" style="FLOAT: left; 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&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/SVNus6prNWI/AAAAAAAAAKI/vJyp_DNRTSU/s1600-h/picture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283688505773077858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/SVNus6prNWI/AAAAAAAAAKI/vJyp_DNRTSU/s200/picture+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/SVNus6prNWI/AAAAAAAAAKI/vJyp_DNRTSU/s1600-h/picture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/SVNus6prNWI/AAAAAAAAAKI/vJyp_DNRTSU/s1600-h/picture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/SVNus6prNWI/AAAAAAAAAKI/vJyp_DNRTSU/s1600-h/picture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;Deborah(behind) and her friend&lt;br /&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DONE (:&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-2466666366235187744?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2466666366235187744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=2466666366235187744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2466666366235187744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2466666366235187744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/12/someone-just-sent-pictures-so-ill-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSgXnGNSiXs/SVNwDcL7ZSI/AAAAAAAAALY/eC_oG6AR2j8/s72-c/picture+13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-6289742462434300611</id><published>2008-12-25T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T18:28:09.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I haven't actually updated since December 17. =.= My blog's so dead. That includes the tagboard. ): Well, tag people! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MERRY &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;PEOPLE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;This year's Christmas doesn't feel like Christmas. Who knows why. Probably because of the sickening homework. =.= I so hate Chinese...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Anyway, yesterday evening went to church to celebrate. Xuanlin came along. Neither Melissa or Hweeying could come. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Reached there at around 6pm. Went inside to sit first, and Xuanlin and I were chatting. Hahahs. There was quite a crowd. (: That's good. Waited for Pastor to come, then we said grace for the food and started digging in. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;It was nice(: Not just nice. Superbly(sp?) delicious. It was mostly home cooked. My mum cooked baked rice and I purposely asked her to add more cheese (which she so dislikes =P) Hahah. Ate more than I thought I'll eat cos I starved during lunch. Hahahahahas! Also had some good chats with Dorothy - you won't know who she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Ate until around 7.45pm. The service started at 8pm. The sermon was, powerful. I saw something like what Pastor said in the papers this morning. Pretty cool huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The sermon was pretty long - I think. Cos my butt never hurt on Sundays during service but it did yesterday. Hahahs. I think it was the same with Xuanlin. Ended at around 9+ I think. Much earlier than planned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;After that we sorta had a 'gift exchange'. Not as fun as last time when we were in someone's big house. Now there's limited space so we couldn't actually walk around and exchange. So, instead we took numbers. When we went out we gave the numbers and they'll give us the matching gift. I got a bottle of Sesame Dressing. Hahahahas! Sidney got Soya Sauce! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;And I got bubblegums from my SS teacher. Pretty cool. She brought a whole bag of it. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Soon after we went back. Reached home at around 10+. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Watched TV until 12+. Then slept. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No souls were saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't think so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's sad to know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-6289742462434300611?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6289742462434300611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=6289742462434300611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6289742462434300611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6289742462434300611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-i-havent-actually-updated-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-3818681805202043739</id><published>2008-12-22T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:03:00.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="box"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;I've been taqqed a quiz by Tan Huilin - Dearr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A- An Ping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;B- Benny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;C- Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;D- Dorothy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;E- Emmeline&lt;br /&gt;F- Farhana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;G- Gerald&lt;br /&gt;H- Huilin Tan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;I- Irene&lt;br /&gt;J- Jiamin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;K- Kerthana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;L- Lenice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;M- Melissa&lt;br /&gt;N- Natasha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;P- Peiyi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;Q- Quratul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;R- Rui Wen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;S- Sherine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;T- Tabitha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;V- Vanessa.&lt;br /&gt;W- Wan Ling&lt;br /&gt;X- Xuanlin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;Y- Yongsiang&lt;br /&gt;Z- Zachry..&lt;br /&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R &amp;amp; S can be together in a boy-girl relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ans - They're girls. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is L related to you?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Friends.&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Does Y Know Z?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Hmm. I don't think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If C Betray you , will you kill him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Not to the extent of killing. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If K Steals your boyfriend , what will you do ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ans - LOL. I don't know. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if B tells you that he/she has a crush on you ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - I'll puke and spit in his face, give him a tight slap and who knows what else I'll do. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Will you &amp;amp; M get into a fight?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Don't think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Who does R has a crush on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ans - I don't know. She denies on having a crush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If G calls you a bitch , what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ans - Scold him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the relationship between you and E?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Friends and my doubles partner. (:&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Who is I bestfriend ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Sharifa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Who does Z Like?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Eating. Hahs! (:&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What colour does Y like?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - I don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Where does G lives ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Clementi. I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Did you &amp;amp; C have a fight before?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Who is H best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Meeee! :D:D &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What can you say about T?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Haven't met her for a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 10 people to do this quiz&lt;br /&gt;(alphabetical order.)&lt;br /&gt;1. Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;2. Emmeline.&lt;br /&gt;3. Farhana.&lt;br /&gt;4. Jiamin&lt;br /&gt;5. Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;6. Peiyi.&lt;br /&gt;7. Sherine.&lt;br /&gt;8. Wan Ling.&lt;br /&gt;9. Xuanlin.&lt;br /&gt;10. Yongsiang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-3818681805202043739?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3818681805202043739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=3818681805202043739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3818681805202043739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3818681805202043739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-been-taqqed-quiz-by-tan-huilin.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-1235374439033024114</id><published>2008-12-19T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:50:16.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got this quiz from Melina. Doing it cos it seems pretty fun?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 10 friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. Everyone tagged as to do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Upside down - A'Teens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The Phantom of the Opera - Andrew Lloyd Webber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Good To Me - Ashley Tisdale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;He Said, She said - Ashley Tisdale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hot - Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Innocence - Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Is It You - Cassie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Amarantine - Enya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The Celts - Enya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT IS 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Wild Child - Enya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Flora's Secret - Enya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Only Time - Enya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Book of Days - Enya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anywhere Is - Enya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Orinoco Flow - Enya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Only If - Enya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Carribean Blue - Enya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Storms in Africa - Enya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;No Air - Jordin Sparks &amp;amp; Chris Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Better In Time - Leona Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Lollipop - Mika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10 friends to do tagged to do this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;- Anyone who's bored right now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-1235374439033024114?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/1235374439033024114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=1235374439033024114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1235374439033024114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1235374439033024114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/12/got-this-quiz-from-melina.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-7099455236892086846</id><published>2008-12-18T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:24:16.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Person who tagged me is?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Tan Huilin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with her/him is?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Dearr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 Impressions of her/him is?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Hyper, crazy, sick in the mind, mad, trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she has done?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Comforting me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If she/he becomes your lover,you will?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Uhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover things he/she need to improve on?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Her gender. Hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she becomes your enemy how?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Whack her butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What izzit you want to tell him/her now?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your Overall impression of him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How do you think people around you feel bout you?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - How will I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The Characters You Love Bout yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - That I laugh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. For The People who cares say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose 10 ppl To be Tagged&lt;br /&gt;1. Xuanlin&lt;br /&gt;2. Melissa&lt;br /&gt;3. Sherine&lt;br /&gt;4. Melina&lt;br /&gt;5. Haema&lt;br /&gt;6. Yeo Huilin&lt;br /&gt;7. Lenice&lt;br /&gt;8. Si Min&lt;br /&gt;9. Jiayu&lt;br /&gt;10. Hsin Ern&lt;br /&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is No. 6 having a relationship with? (Yeo Huilin)&lt;br /&gt;Ans - I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If No.7 and No.10 Are Together Would it Be good? (Lenice and Hsin Ern)&lt;br /&gt;Ans - As friends? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is no.2 Studying about? Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Maths? Hahahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. When Was The Last you chatted with no.3? (Sherine)&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What Songs does no 7. Likes? (Lenice)&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Does no.1 Have Any Siblings? (Xuanlin).&lt;br /&gt;Ans - No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Would you Woo No.3? (Sherine).&lt;br /&gt;Ans - If I'm a les. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How bout no.7? (Lenice)&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Same answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Is No.4 Single? (Melina)&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. whats the Surname of No.5? (Haema)&lt;br /&gt;Ans - I don't know how to spell. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. whats The Hobby Of No.10? (Hsinern)&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Don't know. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do no.5 and No.9 Get well together? (Haema and Jiayu)&lt;br /&gt;Ans - They don't know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Where Does no.9 Live?(Jiayu)&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What Colours Does No.4 Likes? (Melina)&lt;br /&gt;Ans - Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Whats No.10 doing Now? (Hsinern)&lt;br /&gt;Ans - I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-7099455236892086846?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7099455236892086846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=7099455236892086846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7099455236892086846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7099455236892086846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-1844291287662778437</id><published>2008-12-13T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:35:33.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellooooo! I'm back! Like back yesterday? =.= Hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Sunway Lagoon at around 9.30am by coach. Reached Singapore in the afternoon at around 2+ 3pm ? The journey was tiring.. The weather was hot which made the coach hot. The air-con was of no use. Oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought quite a lot of things - especially food. LOOL. I bought 2 shirts, a belt, a pair of sandals, can't remember if there's anything else. =.= Nevermind. Let's start from Day 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday : Left Singapore at 11.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday : Reached Sunway Lagoon at around 4am?! And we had to find our way around - we ended up walking in rounds until one guy showed us the way. The bus alighted us somewhere along the mainroad and drove off. Leaving all the passengers alone. =.= So we walked.. Reached the hotel after who knows how long, dozed off there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the shopping mall opened we went to explore. Explored until 12pm. Then we could check in to the room.. =.= Changed and slept till dinner time. After that, we went to watch Bolt! It was cuteee! Watched until quite late. 11+pm ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday : Went to the Amusement Park and Water Park. The rides in the Amusement Park weren't exactly that exciting except for the viking and Tomahawk which were both 360 degrees. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday : Went to bowl in the morning. Bowled reeeeaaally badly. Worse than the last time. After that went for lunch and watched another movie. =.= James Bond Quantum of Solace. My dad wanted to watch. I didn't really get the story. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday : Went to Mid Valley Mega Mall (sp?) Shopped. Came back for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday : Went to swim in the morning (: The water was cold. =.= After that went to explore the entire shopping centre at the hotel there. It's big. I don't think we covered all (in that week?!). Bought food back for dinner and packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday : Took the coach back and blablabla. You know that already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be posting photos. That's when my mum finshes uploading it and if I'm not too lazy. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-1844291287662778437?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/1844291287662778437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=1844291287662778437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1844291287662778437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1844291287662778437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/12/hellooooo-im-back-like-back-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-4466077132737149840</id><published>2008-12-07T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:40:12.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Hey all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'll be going away from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7dec - 13dec&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So, don't call me (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You can text, but don't expect to get a reply! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And do keep my tagboard alive! It's dying. )': &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Flood or do whatsoever, I don't mind. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Lastly, byeeee! ;D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-4466077132737149840?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/4466077132737149840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=4466077132737149840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4466077132737149840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4466077132737149840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-all-ill-be-going-away-from-7dec_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-1923599931306966448</id><published>2008-12-07T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:42:34.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone asked me to blog about him..&lt;br /&gt;random. =.=&lt;br /&gt;You had better be honoured man gohyongsiang! :p&lt;br /&gt;It's the first and last I'll ever do. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.&lt;br /&gt;He's Gohyongsiang.&lt;br /&gt;15 this year.&lt;br /&gt;In queenstown secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;Secondary 3D'08&lt;br /&gt;In badminton&lt;br /&gt;Loves who knows what other sports&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, became a roasted animal with the face red the day before yesterday (Friday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-1923599931306966448?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/1923599931306966448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=1923599931306966448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1923599931306966448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1923599931306966448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-all-ill-be-going-away-from-7dec.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-7441157992782825049</id><published>2008-12-04T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:32:39.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updating a little to keep my blog alive. LOL. Nothing to blog about nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Going to KL this coming Sunday night. And, really Sunday night. The coach to the Sunway Lagoon is at 11.45pm. Cooool lorh. Sleep in there. haahahs! Going there until next Saturday, coming back at sometime in the afternoon. LOL. So, I think I'll be posting one last time on Sunday. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had to drag myself out of bed to go to school to collect books. LOL. Supposed to meet Xuanlin at 9.30am at Commonwealth MRT but she was late. LOL. She gave me a pair of big earrings. =.= And who knows when I'll wear 'em. Then when we alighted from the bus she gave me a chocolate tube. Went to the classroom, collected the books. After that went to Dawson for a while for air-con. The weather was burning hot. =.= Went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.30pm had piano. I did the homework rather badly. Hahas. Rushed through it yesterday night, and I was like so sleepy. =.= So I practically did nonsense. LOL. Nevermind. Now the piano theory is like on composing. =.= So tough. Oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've got tuition tomorrow. Sian. Whatever. Ending here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-7441157992782825049?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7441157992782825049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=7441157992782825049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7441157992782825049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7441157992782825049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/12/updating-little-to-keep-my-blog-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-1518653014905968836</id><published>2008-11-23T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:10:22.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just updating a little to keep my blog alive. LOL. After all I'm bored while having to scan my father's score sheets. And there are like so many and he wants me to scan them by today (I think) so I'm sitting here stoning in front of the computer. LOL. He's leaving for Philippines tomorrow. Coming back on Friday. Okay, whatever. Let's rewind to yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at who knows what time. Probably 8+ or somewhere there. Then left here for Seletar Country Club at around 9. Left late. We were going for a wedding. Reached there a little after 9.30am which also means a little late for the youth choir practice. Then practised, and after that got changed into a long gold skirt. I had to fold like so much cos it was practically too long. It ain't mine you know. It belongs to someone who's much taller than me. =.= And the skirt made my blouse look real short. LOL. Might upload photos if they come. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the ushers/ushereds (sp?) went to their stations. I partnered with another girl and stationed at the top of the stairs. We were supposed to direct guest to the room (greeting them included) so we were like saying good morning, this way to everyone. We tried saying it in different dialects. Hhahahas! Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went back in after a while and went through all the wedding procedures and stuffs. Then LUNCH! Buffet lunch. I didn't say eat much. Haas. Halfway eating we went to present. LOL. The took photos and everything and soon ended. Played bubbles outside. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bride was pretty alright. Like so different from her 'original' self. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try and post the wedding photos if I can grab hold of 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to church as usual in the morning. Then stayed back for the sign language class. Today's the last lesson. I scared I forget.. It's quite fun (: At least I know the letters from A-Z. Hahas. And numbers 1-22, number 100, 1000 and 1,000,000. Hahas. But don't know the numbers in between. LOL. I think I'm going to miss it. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, bathed and did homework. And, I really did! LOL. Felt like sleeping but forced myself to do. 'Cos I knew if I slacked, I will waste another day away. So, yeah. Think I'm going to do homework again tomorrow. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going bowling on Tuesday. :D:D With some church friends. And I have to go there by myself cos I don't wanna wake up early and go to church early in the morning then go to the civil service club. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-1518653014905968836?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/1518653014905968836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=1518653014905968836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1518653014905968836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1518653014905968836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-updating-little-to-keep-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-8793643638040160427</id><published>2008-11-21T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T21:18:56.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Instructions :&lt;br /&gt;[] Remove 1 ques from below and add in a personal question, make it a total of 19 ques.&lt;br /&gt;[]Then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of the post.&lt;br /&gt;[] Notify them in their tagboard tat he/she has been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What do ppl do that will make you hate her the most?&lt;br /&gt;` Many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is the most favourite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;` So many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What kind of news do you read?&lt;br /&gt;` English?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your ultimate wishes?&lt;br /&gt;` Go to heaven now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Is there someone in your heart right now?&lt;br /&gt;` People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you believe tat you can survive without money?&lt;br /&gt;` Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you afraid of pain?&lt;br /&gt;` Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you feel right now?&lt;br /&gt;` Bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If there’s someone you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;` Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Hi, who are you?&lt;br /&gt;` This is like the lame-st question. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What is your 5 most passionate thing at this moment?&lt;br /&gt;` Reading, piano, christianity, computer, television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you had to eat one thing for the rest of your life, what would that be?&lt;br /&gt;` Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you have a chance to be rich or happy, which one will you pick?&lt;br /&gt;` Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. which part of urself do u love most?&lt;br /&gt;` That I laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you are unhappy, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;` Console myself, forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is the one thing you like most about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;` This question is repeated. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Why am I in love with the person I’m in love with now?&lt;br /&gt;` I'm in love with no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What are you going to do at 6pm?&lt;br /&gt;` 6pm tomorrow? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. You prefer “him” or him?&lt;br /&gt;` What does "him" mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taqq: Everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-8793643638040160427?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/8793643638040160427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=8793643638040160427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/8793643638040160427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/8793643638040160427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/11/instructions-remove-1-ques-from-below.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-4793939009447482254</id><published>2008-11-19T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:31:57.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quizzes again. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quiz 1.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by Xuanlin and Tan Huilin to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules &amp;amp; regulations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself&lt;br /&gt;2) People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own, 10 weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly&lt;br /&gt;3) At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged &amp;amp; list their names&lt;br /&gt;4) No tag back .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm lame.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm retarded.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;4. I laugh at the slightest thing.&lt;br /&gt;5. I can laugh non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm insane.&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm nuts.&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm dotty.&lt;br /&gt;10. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;10 lucky people .&lt;br /&gt;Anyone. Cos this quiz's kinda "invades' privacy. Hahahahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quiz #2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by Xuanlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] Remove 1 ques from below and add in a personal question, make it a total of 34 ques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;( I ain't going to follow!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] Then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of the post.&lt;br /&gt;[] Notify them in their tagboard tat he/she has been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wad is ur full name?&lt;br /&gt;` Rena Ng Hui Fang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you like your 1st name?&lt;br /&gt;` Uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How long have you like the person you currently liked?&lt;br /&gt;` 0 centuries, 0 decades, 0 years, o months, 0 days, 0 hours, o minutes, o seconds so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever kissed anyone in the last 48hours?&lt;br /&gt;` No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Did you cry today?&lt;br /&gt;` No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Wad are you doing at 8am today?&lt;br /&gt;` Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Wad are you doing an hour ago?&lt;br /&gt;` Homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Wad are you currently doing?&lt;br /&gt;` This quiz?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Hu last texted you a msg?&lt;br /&gt;` Lu Wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you told anyone you love him/her today?&lt;br /&gt;` Tan Huilin! Hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you miss anyone now?&lt;br /&gt;` My friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Any plans for tml?&lt;br /&gt;` Piano lesson, homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Wad was the reason behind the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;` Can't even remember when I last cried. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. is there anyone you want to be with now?&lt;br /&gt;` Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever kissed anyone whose name starts with C?&lt;br /&gt;` Like no. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Name someone hu makes you smile today, how?&lt;br /&gt;` Tan Huilin. With her 'not happy' face. Hahahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Name a friend whose name starts with Z.&lt;br /&gt;` Zeng Fu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Which of your friend stays closest with you?&lt;br /&gt;` Xuanlin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you prefer call or text?&lt;br /&gt;` Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Was ytd better than today?&lt;br /&gt;` Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Can you live a day without TV or handphone?&lt;br /&gt;` Not sure about handphone. TV, yes. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Are you mad about anything now?&lt;br /&gt;` I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you really thinks that relationship are really worth it?&lt;br /&gt;` Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Last person you visited in the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;` Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. When was your last and second hug?&lt;br /&gt;` This year at who knows when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Last person who made you feel real sad?&lt;br /&gt;` Eunice? She's transferring. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. How do you feel about ur life now?&lt;br /&gt;` Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you hate anyone?&lt;br /&gt;` Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;` Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Hu usually sent you the most texts in a month?&lt;br /&gt;` I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Is your room messy now?&lt;br /&gt;` Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Hu will be mad if your room is messy?&lt;br /&gt;` My parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Your favourite pasta?&lt;br /&gt;` I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Hu do you like?&lt;br /&gt;` Me, Myself and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.I taqq: Everyone. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-4793939009447482254?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/4793939009447482254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=4793939009447482254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4793939009447482254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4793939009447482254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/11/quizzes-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-211055529739936464</id><published>2008-11-17T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:40:44.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so I'm updating after that quiz. There are like so many quizes nowadays. =.= While blog hopping found somemore quizes which I was tagged to do, but oh well. I can't be bothered. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's see. I'll start from Friday and skip to today. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday woke up at who knows what time. Washed up, changed, tie hair, took a packet of soya bean and other things then rushed to peitong. I woke up late. =.= Whatever. Reached there, went to AVA room, found the Angklung members there and some other people. Waited for Xuanlin, had to go downstairs to fetch her 'cos she was lost! Hahahas! And so slacked, after a while went to watch the speech day performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The P2s were so cuteee! They were playing the ukelele and singing. Hhahahas! When it was time for the speeches, both of us went down to canteen to slack cos it wad too boring. Pitied the P6s. Went up again after eating, went out again to walk. =.= So on, and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when the performing arts were going to perform, went back in the sit down again. Before that, we were chatting to a P6 boy who was being punished. I think the teacher was staring at us la. LOL. I STILL LOVE ANGKLUNG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything, went down and Anything (Mr Matthew Lim) forced us to take a packet lunch each. The beehoon wasn't nice. Ate the dishes and threw the rest. Went to the PSG room to slack. Xuanlin and I were totally going crazy over a ball. =.= Natasha kept on giving us that&lt;br /&gt;oh-whatever face. Hahs. When it was 1.20pm went to the hall to help with the P1 Orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few words to describe it. Tiring, interesting, funny. Hahahas! We helped Ms Fai's class. Shall not elaborate. Except for one thing. One of the girls all of a sudden hugged me and asked me to read her a story. And, obviously she's quite short so it felt kinda funny. After that, she asked me "Can you carry me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?!?! I was like sorry I'm not strong enough. When I read her the story she was like staring somewhere else and not listening. The book she chose was also like too difficult for her age. LOL. Yeah, and it was really tiring. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously missing peitong like loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. Went for badminton training at Henderson CC. Played played played. And found at that the coach takes pictures of himself. I think there were like 27? But only saw a few cos he didn't allow. LOL. Oh whatever. Ending here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-211055529739936464?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/211055529739936464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=211055529739936464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/211055529739936464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/211055529739936464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-so-im-updating-after-that-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-5739348076062706063</id><published>2008-11-17T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:42:05.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another quiz people. =.= Are quizes in fashion nowadays? LOL. Oh whatever. Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged me is?&lt;br /&gt;Yeo Huilin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with her?&lt;br /&gt;She's my darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of her?&lt;br /&gt;Cute, soft-hearted, cheerful, nice, pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing she/he had for you?&lt;br /&gt;Laughing with me? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If she/he become your lover, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Become a lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If she/he becomes your lover, things she/he has to improve on?&lt;br /&gt;Her gender. Hahahahs! Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If she/he becomes your enemy?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that'll happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is it you want to tell her?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your overall impression of her now?&lt;br /&gt;Great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How do you think people around you feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;How will I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The characters of yourself you love are?&lt;br /&gt;That I am me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. For people who care and likes you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this quiz to 10 people if you wish to know how they feel about you! &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;(Don't have to do. I'm juts listing out the names for the sake of the questions below. If you want to do, that's fine with me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Melissa&lt;br /&gt;2) Xuanlin&lt;br /&gt;3) Tan Huilin&lt;br /&gt;4) Kahhui&lt;br /&gt;5) Si Min&lt;br /&gt;6) Clement&lt;br /&gt;7) Si Min&lt;br /&gt;8) Hsinern&lt;br /&gt;9) Yongsiang&lt;br /&gt;10) Sandra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who's no.6 is having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;Himself. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If no.7 and no.10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;Like no. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is no.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;Everything she's learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What kind of music does no.8 like?&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Does no.1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Will you woo number no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How about no.8?&lt;br /&gt;What do yo think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Is no.4 single?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is the surname of no.5?&lt;br /&gt;Yap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What is the hobby of no.10?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you go and find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Does no.7 and no.9 get along?&lt;br /&gt;They don't know each other. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Where does no.9 live?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere at Bugis, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What colour does no.4 like?&lt;br /&gt;Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is no.1 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;How will I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-5739348076062706063?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/5739348076062706063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=5739348076062706063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5739348076062706063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5739348076062706063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-quiz-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-9124352343546389409</id><published>2008-11-11T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:30:36.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The third quiz. Of what? 100 QUESTIONS?! It's insane, I know that. So, HAPPY DOING! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Go to th-ultimatesummer.blogspot.com to copy. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by Xuanlin to do this 100q. quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Ppl hu have been tagged must write their answers in their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Tag 8 ppl to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse. These ppl must state who they are tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. Continue this game by sending it to 8 other ppl:&lt;br /&gt;1. Hweeying&lt;br /&gt;2. Melissa&lt;br /&gt;3. Yeo Huilin&lt;br /&gt;4. Tan Huilin&lt;br /&gt;5. Hsin Ern&lt;br /&gt;6. Si Min&lt;br /&gt;7. Eunice&lt;br /&gt;8. Yongsiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;START-&lt;br /&gt;1.What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;- Homework, badminton and many other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you ever turn ur cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What happened at 10am today?&lt;br /&gt;- Walking from the Mrt station to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.When did u last cry?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;br /&gt;- It's planned by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What do you want in your life now?&lt;br /&gt;- No idea. How about no more problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you carry a umbrella when it rains or just put up ur hood?&lt;br /&gt;- I usually just walk in the rain except for sometimes when I use the umbrella. Hood? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Whats your favourite thing to have on ur bed?&lt;br /&gt;- My pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What bottoms are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;- Shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Whats the nicest thing in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;- There are more than 100s of messages. Don't expect me to look through all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;- It's best not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Are you wearing anything borrowed from anyone?&lt;br /&gt;- Like no. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What was the last movie u caught?&lt;br /&gt;- Sing to the Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What are u proud of?&lt;br /&gt;- That I'm me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What does your oldest text msg in ur inbox says?&lt;br /&gt;- Oh read it from one of the quizes in the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What was the last song u sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Do u have any nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;-Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What does ur last text msg says?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm far too lazy to check. (That ain't the message)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What time did u go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;- 10 plus 11?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;- Guess so. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Who gives u the best advice?&lt;br /&gt;- The Lord guides the way. Family and a few friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Do u eat whipped cream straight from can?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Who did you talk on the phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;- No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Is something bugging you now?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.What/who was the last person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;- Deborah/Christopher. Church friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Do you wear toe socks?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;br /&gt;- My Chinese tuition teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.What annoys you most in a person?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.Do you have a crush on someone?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't take drug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.What is the colour of your room?&lt;br /&gt;- There are many colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.Would you kill someone you hate for a billion bucks?&lt;br /&gt;- When you murder, you die. You can't get to use the money. So what for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.Do you believe in the saying,’Talk is cheap’?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't really understand. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.Who was the last person to lie in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;- Me. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;br /&gt;- Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.Did you see the last person you kissed recently?&lt;br /&gt;- My parents? Like duh. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;- Oh dear. This quiz is done by a ghost! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.Have you ever thought someone died,when they didnt?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.What is the reason behind yr profile song?&lt;br /&gt;- Sounds nice? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.Who was the last person you saw in yr dreams?&lt;br /&gt;- Can't remember what my dream was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.Last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;- Just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.Have you changed this year?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;- The fan's noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.Are you talking to someone while doing this?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.Do you walk with your eyes closed or open?&lt;br /&gt;- Both. I blink you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.Is there a quote you live by?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.Do you want someone you can never have?&lt;br /&gt;- Not someone but some things. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;- Like duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50.What was the worst idea you’ve had this week?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.What were you doing last night at 11pm?&lt;br /&gt;- Lying on my bed, trying to get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52.Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm single. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53.What song best describes yr love life?&lt;br /&gt;- Read the answer above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54.Does the person know you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't like anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55.Who always makes you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;- Many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56.Do you speak other languages other than english?&lt;br /&gt;- Mandarin and Singlish. How about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57.Favourite websites?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58.Whats yr middle name?&lt;br /&gt;- Ng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60.What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;- A human?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61.Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;- Why should I drag someone to die with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;- Church, home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63.What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't play games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64.Who are you missing now?&lt;br /&gt;- Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65.If you had to choose between your friend or your lover which will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66.What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;- This quiz like duh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67.Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;- Peitong Primary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68.Name 3 colours that you like?&lt;br /&gt;- Purple, white, sky blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69.What emotion do you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;- Anything that's not sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70.What is your life to you?&lt;br /&gt;- Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71.If you have something bothering you what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;- Make it not bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72.Who did you last chat on msn today?&lt;br /&gt;- Xuanlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73.Who do you admire the most?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74.Which month were you born in?&lt;br /&gt;- September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75.How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76.What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;- 10.07pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77.What kind of person do you think of the one who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;- A girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78.What colour did you use to dye yr hair?&lt;br /&gt;- I didn't dye my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79.Why are you doing this test?&lt;br /&gt;- 'Cos the rule said it cannot be refused?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80.What do you do when you are moody?&lt;br /&gt;- Laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81.At which age do you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;- 99. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82.What is more important to you?&lt;br /&gt;- Everything's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83.If today was the last day of your life what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;- Pray that I'll live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84.Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;- God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85.Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86.If you had a dream come true what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- To get to heaven soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87.What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;- This year's coming to an end. The current goal is to finish all my homework. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88.Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89.What feeling do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;- Happiness and satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90.Do you think its Global Warming now?&lt;br /&gt;- The weather's cold right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91.What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;- Frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92.You like doing quizzes?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends. This quiz, a straight no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93.Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94.Who cares for you the most?&lt;br /&gt;- God, family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95.What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;- To try and do everything right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96.What will you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97.What have you regretted doing your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98.What would you do if nobody cared for you?&lt;br /&gt;- God always cares for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99.What would you do if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100.How do you feel now?&lt;br /&gt;- This question's repeated. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEEE EEnDD!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-9124352343546389409?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/9124352343546389409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=9124352343546389409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/9124352343546389409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/9124352343546389409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/11/third-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-5676141054667024071</id><published>2008-11-10T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:42:14.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;First Quiz&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by Yeo Huilin and Xuanlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions : Remove 1 question from below and add in a personal question, make it a total of 19 questions. than tag 8people from your list, list them out at the end of the posting.Notify them in their tagboard that he/she has been tagged.. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(I shall not follow the rules :D )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst1) Do people treat you as a side dish?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst2) What is your most favourite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst3) What is the first thing that comes to your mind of when you think of love?&lt;br /&gt;- Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst4) What kind of boyfriend/ girlfriend do you want?&lt;br /&gt;- Can't be bothered about this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst5) Is there somebody in your heart right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Many people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst6) Do you believe that you can survive without money?&lt;br /&gt;- Should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst7) Are you afraid of pain?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst8) What do you feel like doing now?&lt;br /&gt;- Finishing homework. =.= (It's a feel like, but I just can't be bothered to do so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst9) If there is someone you love, will you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;- O.o Love? Out of the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst10) List out 3 good points about a good person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;(For Yeo Huilin)&lt;br /&gt;1. She's my darling.&lt;br /&gt;2. She's my good friend.&lt;br /&gt;3. She's happy most of the time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For Xuanlin)&lt;br /&gt;1. She's a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;2. She lives near me.&lt;br /&gt;3. She's always with me. (Most of the time to be exact. Hehs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst11) What is your 5 most passionate things at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;- Playing piano, being a better christian, badminton, watching television and reading. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst12) If you have to eat 1 thing for your whole life, what would that be?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't really know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst13) If you have a chance to be rich or happy, which one will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;- If I'm happy being rich, I'll be rich. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst14)If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?&lt;br /&gt;- The too retarded side of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst15) If you are unhappy, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;- Piano, console myself, and soon, it leads to 'forget'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst16) Which country do you like the most?&lt;br /&gt;- Singapore! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst17) Which is your favourite band?&lt;br /&gt;- Uhh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst18) Are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;- Guess so, hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qst19) What are three things that you like about your family?&lt;br /&gt;1. They're always there.&lt;br /&gt;2. They take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;3. They don't force that much. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People i tag:&lt;br /&gt;Anyone. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Second Quiz&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by Xuanlin once again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My friends ..&lt;br /&gt;` are important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm listening to ...&lt;br /&gt;` Xuanlin's blog song. It's really nice. Not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Maybe i should learn ..&lt;br /&gt;` to be more initiative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.4. I love ..&lt;br /&gt;` everything God has planned, sent and given to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My plan ..&lt;br /&gt;` is to finish my homework by end November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i don't understand ..&lt;br /&gt;` why human's have extremely complicated thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i lost ..&lt;br /&gt;` many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. People say ..&lt;br /&gt;` Erm, I don't know how to answer this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. im missing ..&lt;br /&gt;` almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Love means ..&lt;br /&gt;` errr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Somewhere, someone is ..&lt;br /&gt;` on the computer. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. i'm always searching for ..&lt;br /&gt;` many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Forever seems ..&lt;br /&gt;` eternally. Hahahahahs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. i do not want to ..&lt;br /&gt;` bear grudges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. My mobile phone ..&lt;br /&gt;` is charging right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. When i wake up in the morning ..&lt;br /&gt;` i get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. i get annoyed when ..&lt;br /&gt;` i know not how to answer this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Parties are ..&lt;br /&gt;` for fun, laughter, peace and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Hugs or kisses ?&lt;br /&gt;` Hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Today i ..&lt;br /&gt;` went for badminton training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Tmr i will be ..&lt;br /&gt;` going to church to help again! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. i really want ..&lt;br /&gt;` the rapture to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. i ..&lt;br /&gt;` will do my best in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What is your phone brand ?&lt;br /&gt;` Sony Ericsson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What are the last digits of your phone number ?&lt;br /&gt;` 1941.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What does the second message says in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;` Decorate outside a bit 4 christmas evangelistic n more tracts to cancel n stamp. Can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you rang ?&lt;br /&gt;` Goh Yongsiang. =.= =.= =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who was the last missed call from ?&lt;br /&gt;` Same as question 27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What does the oldest message from you inbox says ?&lt;br /&gt;` Ok, next upgrade 18mths later,that means 7th Feb 2009 very long time ah haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!30. Who comes after j ?&lt;br /&gt;` Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Go to your send message - what does the tenth message says ?&lt;br /&gt;` Huh? What halloween? How i know? Did you send to the wrong number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Who is your network provider ?&lt;br /&gt;` Singtel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. How many message are there in your inbox ?&lt;br /&gt;` Shall not say. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Who do you have on speed dial 3 ?&lt;br /&gt;` No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. IFf you are on prepaid card, how much credits do you have ?&lt;br /&gt;` Lazy to check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who is the first person who comes up after C ?&lt;br /&gt;` Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What do you have as your main ringtone ?&lt;br /&gt;` Jump to the Rhythm by Jordan Pruitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Pass this quiz to ten people !&lt;br /&gt;1. You&lt;br /&gt;2. He&lt;br /&gt;3. Her&lt;br /&gt;4. Him&lt;br /&gt;5. She&lt;br /&gt;6. They (equivalent to 5 people)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-5676141054667024071?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/5676141054667024071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=5676141054667024071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5676141054667024071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5676141054667024071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-quiz-tagged-by-yeo-huilin-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-8247010359414062387</id><published>2008-11-08T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T20:16:52.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world.. Today's like extremely.... I don't know.. Cant think of a word right now. It's not boring. Oh! Tiring... Yah... Let's fast backward to afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Left at around 2pm to MRT station. Took all the way to Bedok. Around 35mins? And, was the standing the whole time. Sian. When I walked, my leg was like aching. LOL. Went for youth fellowship and someone's house. On the way met Pastor Sherwin and Pastor Gerwin. LOL. Walked together.. Reached there, there was like no one there. All of the others were late. O.o It's rare.. Cos usually I'm the latest.. =.= Stayed until around 5pm.. Then went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took back to Clementi and waited at the platform for like 20 minutes?! For my brother and mum. =.= Supposed to go back then dad will bring us to my grandma's house (which I am at now) but he had to entertain someone first. HE'S SELLING AWAY ALL THE STUFF IN THE MARINE TANK!! That's saddening. He says he wanna change to planted tank. Man.. I'll have a lot of green to look at next time.. Haiss. I'll miss the clown fish (nemo). So people, if you come to my house and don't see that fish don't ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian. Don't wanna update...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-8247010359414062387?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/8247010359414062387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=8247010359414062387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/8247010359414062387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/8247010359414062387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-2584885375230282257</id><published>2008-11-04T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:56:13.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SIANN..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL. I'm updating. =.= Let's start with today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning woke up at 9am. Left house at around 9.30am I think with my mum to church. Reached there no one was there except for Pastor Sherwin. LOL. So waited and helped him to cross some things on the tracts. Then Aunty Mary came and soon Deborah. (I'm sure all of you don't know who I'm talking about). Then started glittering the backdrop for the wedding. Did until who knows what time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went for lunch with Aunty Mary and Deborah at Plaza Singapura. Aunty Mary treated to thank us. Then, took MRT home. Just as I reached Clementi **BOOM!**... Thunder.. The rain. Heavy rain. So waited at void deck for the rain to become lighter. Lighter already, then walked. Walked in the rain all the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, was drenched. Feet all wet. Then bathed. After that read a book while waiting for my brother to finish his tuition. Then, it was my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went through a RI paper. And a newspaper cutting I did. LOL. Teacher said it was not bad. Then ended, had dinner. Watched calefare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the computer till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess 'tis done. I'm like writing in short sentences... =.=.=.=.=.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-2584885375230282257?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2584885375230282257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=2584885375230282257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2584885375230282257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2584885375230282257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-6069864971361906637</id><published>2008-11-02T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:09:55.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by Melina to do this quiz. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old will you turn in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;14, in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you rather love one person or have many short relationships?&lt;br /&gt;Love one person? But it's too early to think about that now! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you date someone 8 years older than you?&lt;br /&gt;Erm. I don't know. It'll be a long time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When was the last time you laughed?&lt;br /&gt;When I was watching PCK just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What were you doing at 4am this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping. Like duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What's your relationship with the person you last texted?&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ho. My ex-Angklung instructor (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;Go to church, learn sign language after that, bathed, eat, tv, computer etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who do you really want to see now?&lt;br /&gt;My friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Will your next kiss be a mistake?&lt;br /&gt;Next? I haven't kissed anyone yet. (: Except my parents when i was like who knows how old??? LOLLLL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who's your last missed call?&lt;br /&gt;Sheena. Church friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What's something you really want now?&lt;br /&gt;No homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What was your first thought when you woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;I still wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Would you go back in time if you had the chance.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is something you need to go shopping for?&lt;br /&gt;Things I need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you want kids?&lt;br /&gt;That'll be a seriously loooong time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you in love with anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. ME! Hahas! Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How's your heart lately?&lt;br /&gt;Pumping blood? Same as always, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. When was the last time you slept on the floor?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. On the mattress, recently. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is your phone close to you?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is bothering you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What does your last received text message say?&lt;br /&gt;I deleted the last message I received. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Where are you right now.&lt;br /&gt;At home? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you listening to music right now.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you like country music?&lt;br /&gt;Depends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you wet the toothbrush before the toothpaste.&lt;br /&gt;Guess so. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How is your hair styled right now?&lt;br /&gt;It ain't styled. It's the way it is? Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you like your first name?&lt;br /&gt;It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Last thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;Water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you sing obnoxiously in the car?&lt;br /&gt;Nah. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What did you do 15 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;On the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you think you are a good person?&lt;br /&gt;Ask those around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. The first contact in your hp?&lt;br /&gt;Alicia. You won't know who she is. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. The sweetest person in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to choose. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. The closest male to you now?&lt;br /&gt;Yongsiang. See tagboard for more information (: and the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. The person you're chatting with now.&lt;br /&gt;Xuanlin. Hsinern just went off. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. The languages you are able to speak?&lt;br /&gt;English and Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. The last person whom you screwed?&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. One word about your life now.&lt;br /&gt;Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Where do you wish to work?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What are you specially good at?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Would you date someone younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;Too early to think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Who are you to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Me, myself and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you forgive people easily?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Which girl is precious to you now?&lt;br /&gt;Many girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. You're dressing style?&lt;br /&gt;I wear what I wear. =.= That's nonsensical. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. How different are you from other girls?&lt;br /&gt;I'm Rena, the others are others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. The bad point in yourself?&lt;br /&gt;That's for you to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. The last contact in your hp?&lt;br /&gt;My primary school teacher? 黄老师 ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Your favourite song?&lt;br /&gt;Is it you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. The two hated contacts in your hp?&lt;br /&gt;None. If I hate 'em, I delete them off. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Learn one language in 10 days?&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. One gorgeous girl you came across?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Who's your biggest enemy?&lt;br /&gt;For me to know, for you to find out. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Which gang do you support?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. What do you think about gangsters?&lt;br /&gt;They're bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Proper age to joing gang?&lt;br /&gt;Ice age? LOL. That's lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Do you have a blogspot?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it obvious?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Do you like people who smoke.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try and stay away. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What do you think about modelling?&lt;br /&gt;A job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Given a chance, would you like to be a model.&lt;br /&gt;No thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Whose approval do you usually seek first?&lt;br /&gt;Parents. Who else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. What do you wish to be in the future?&lt;br /&gt;Let's concentrate on where I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next 5 very lucky people to do this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;- Hsinern,&lt;br /&gt;- Xuanlin&lt;br /&gt;- Eunice&lt;br /&gt;- Melissa&lt;br /&gt;- Sherine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-6069864971361906637?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6069864971361906637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=6069864971361906637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6069864971361906637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6069864971361906637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-me-melina-to-do-this-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-6262840726661338103</id><published>2008-10-31T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:03:39.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay.. I'm like updating after about almost one week? Too lazy to update nowadays.. LOL. All I gotta say is these holidays are like supeerrrr duperrr sian. All homework. Lazy to do also... Haiis.. I don't like the Chinese homework. Without that i think it'll be better. Don't wanna post.. LOL. I'm superbly lazy. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-6262840726661338103?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6262840726661338103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=6262840726661338103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6262840726661338103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/6262840726661338103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-3530348918860694139</id><published>2008-10-25T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:35:42.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I miss school ):'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm like soooo tired. And, I'm still blogging? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Morning &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like 9+ or 8+ am. Then went out. Parents wanted to go to the bank but halfway while waiting (long story) my mum got pissed and went off.. Then, went to my grandma's house which we were supposed to go at night. So went there used the laptop until 12+. Then went home. Had lunch. Then my dad drove me to Redhill MRT. From there, I took to Lavender. Met some friends, went to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had a devotion after a while split up to do tracting. Some at Lucky Plaza, some at HDB flats near the church some at Bugis. I went to Bugis. All the youths went there? =.= With of course a few adults. So we tracted for like about 45minutes? Or rather until all were given out. Yeah, and some people were just so annoying.. Seriously,.. nevermind. Don't wanna elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that took mrt home, but my bag down and went out again. =.= For dinner. At least my dad drove or else my legs would've been jelly. After eating, went to big bookshop to buy next year's books. Well, some of them. Not all. Some will be from school, others from my friend. :D Save money (: Then, came back, bathed, and on the computer. And so, I'm blogging right now. SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously beginning to miss school a lot.. There's like nothing to do at home.. Except for homework. Which makes everything worse. I especially don't like the Chinese laahh! We've got to like read CHINESE NEWSPAPER??!! Man, that won't do. But how? No choice. Argh.. Other class don't have lorh. I think only our class has. =.= sian. And, i still haven't done my tuition or piano homework. How???&lt;br /&gt;I've got absolutely no idea. =.= Whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is going to become even more draggy if I continue like this. So I shall end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-3530348918860694139?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3530348918860694139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=3530348918860694139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3530348918860694139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3530348918860694139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-like-soooo-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-5933230066399355973</id><published>2008-10-24T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T14:15:53.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by Yeo Huilin'Darling to do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;- Who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a boy younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;- I wouldn't say fall in LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to school?&lt;br /&gt;- Most of the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What will you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;- If I actually could have that kind of money... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;- My best friend's a girl. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved?&lt;br /&gt;- Not answering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. List out your current favourite 30 songs.&lt;br /&gt;- 30's a little too much. I'll just list some. Is it you, Take your sweet time, I wanted you, Fall. So on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you like is secretly attached, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;- Let it be then. I doubt I'll like a guy so much.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing that I can think of right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have any regrets?&lt;br /&gt;- Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;- A human. I'll be 23? LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;- God, family, friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What kind of person do you think tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;- A pretty, helpful, kind, cute, reliable, responsible person. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know. Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What are your favourite colours?&lt;br /&gt;- Too many to name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;- Let's talk about this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;- I hope that never happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah. Forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Would you rather be single or having a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;- If you're talking about now, single. But I'll rather be single still. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Now tag.&lt;br /&gt;- Melina&lt;br /&gt;- Sherine&lt;br /&gt;- Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;- Si Min&lt;br /&gt;- Hsin Ern&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-5933230066399355973?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/5933230066399355973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=5933230066399355973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5933230066399355973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5933230066399355973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-by-yeo-huilindarling-to-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-1230154949744026845</id><published>2008-10-24T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T13:59:30.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOLIDAYS??'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, let's start this post by saying this school holidays ain't like any school holidays. Reason being, it's not like holidays at all? =.= Why? There are 16 badminton trainings. Of which, some are mixed trainings. There's one whole pile of homework. Which will take who knows how long to finish. I'll list them out for you.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;English project&lt;/u&gt; (Scrap book consisting of &lt;strong&gt;TEN&lt;/strong&gt; newspaper cuttings, ONE book review and ONE movie review)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Maths&lt;/u&gt; (Two exam papers, one statistics worksheet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Chinese&lt;/u&gt; (Composition, letter writing, &lt;strong&gt;EIGHT&lt;/strong&gt; newspaper cuttings from a PARTICULAR CHINESE NEWSPAPER?! and to COPY THREE chapters of the Sec2 book. Plus reading a Chinese book and doing some worksheet on it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Literature&lt;/u&gt; (Bridge to Terabithia worksheet and to finish reading the book I just mentioned)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these are for school. And, on top of that. I've got my Chinese tuition and piano homework.. =.= A project for piano. =.= 3 comprehensions for tuition. No, 4. =.= So need to chiong. SIAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Wednesday already have badminton training.. HAISSS!!! SIANNNNNN!! I've only done like the statistics worksheet and the copying of the 3 chinese chapters. Like WTH? So pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got report book yesterday.. I didn't exactly do well for SA2 but overall, I guess it's okay. =.= So many Bs... Conduct Very Good only siiaaa.. LOL. Whatever! At least everyone's going into the same class next year. Except for a minority which are not exactly welcomed. Oh whatever. I don't think there's anything else to post about... =.= Except for a quiz which I'll do later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-1230154949744026845?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/1230154949744026845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=1230154949744026845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1230154949744026845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1230154949744026845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay-lets-start-this-post-by-saying.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-3007203368106048425</id><published>2008-10-19T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:40:17.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOO!&lt;br /&gt;.. That FT is seriously scary. He tagged in the class blog for like another 2/3 times? LOL. He sounds more and more like Mr Ong. His latest tag was something about the travel form thingy thing. =.= And I have no idea who else will be so lame as to pose as Mr Ong and remind the entire class to bring the travel form. LoL. But how did he get the class blog in the first place?? And Huilin told me that his handphone number which he gave was not in use. =.= That's so lame. Whatever. We'll all know tomorrow. =.= Some people are practically going nuts over those tags. Hahas.. Whatever.. I'm already getting agitated. Or rather anxious about the results. =.= ENOUGH OF THESE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now cousin came. Met her at MRT station after church then came to my house. Cos she didn't want to go home. At least I think so. So she stayed and watched TV for 3 hours straight. LoL. After that went to snack.. Then took out an old jigsaw puzzle to fix and Stacko cos we had nothing better to do, as she suggested. =.= So played, played, played. Until about 7 + her dad came to pick her.. LOL. I guess that's the only thing which happened. Plus the fact that I went to church in the morning by cab cos my dad went to work? LOL. Whatever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-3007203368106048425?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3007203368106048425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=3007203368106048425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3007203368106048425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/3007203368106048425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/10/helloo.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-5049060035459756500</id><published>2008-10-18T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:02:27.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FT and David Santos ??'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!!&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing to post about except. Anyone knows who FT and David Santos is?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think FT which stand for Form Teacher (I think) is Mr Ong. I mean it's like how does he know my blog? Or even the class blog where FT also tagged. I don't think anyone told him. Oh whatever. We'll know the truth on Monday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And David Santos.. The blog link which he/she left behind is of no use. I don't get a thing out of it.. =.= Nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.. Got nothing else to post..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-5049060035459756500?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/5049060035459756500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=5049060035459756500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5049060035459756500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5049060035459756500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-ive-got-nothing-to-post-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-8958502675257986919</id><published>2008-10-14T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:35:33.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I LOVE MATHS (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so, I'm updating once again. Hahas! I don't know but I've gotta feeling this post is going to be long? I don't know.. I just think so.. Cos .. nevermind. We'll see how (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start with exam results. ohhohoh.. I LOVE MATHSS!!! HEHEHEHES! Sorry if that's an insult to some of you. (: And I gotta say I love art as well. Hahas! Well, not as much as Maths! Maths rocks! coooool. Actually I won't say I did superbly well for EOYs so people, stop saying i got good results. Cos i only got good results for like 3 subjects? ...&lt;br /&gt;I only know D &amp;amp; T I got A2.. whatever.. Chinese most probably B3? hais. I think I missed by 1 mark to A2.. WHATEVER! The chinese paper was done so badly so what can I expect? I bet I'll do badly for Literature and History as well.. I suck at those two.. Well, inculding Chinese!&lt;br /&gt;I'm only like satisfied for my Maths, Science and Art?! That's freaking little. 3 out of 8 subs. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And I found out something seriously hilarious, frightening, exclaiming, remarkable and a little more offensive word for this incident, DISGUSTING! Goodness lahh!! It's damn gross can??? Can't belive lah, but I still gotta believe cos that's a FACT! I was laughing like what when I heard it. Hahas! Those who know about it, shhhhh.... :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about yesterday.. Ooo, yesterday rocked! Mr Ong treated us to pizzaaaa!! :D And I just realised that Mr Jonah Lim (peitong) is like so stingy. Last time he only ordered like 1 big 2 small pizzas to share among like 36 people?! And Mr Ong actually ordered like 12 regular pizzas for our class of 40. Well, 39 cos Sulaiman didn't come. At least I think so. And he said "Must finish everything okay! I want nothing left." Well, that of course was spoken in Chinese.. But as you all know, I dislike Chinese so. yeah... He asked Melissa to eat all. Hahas! And she went screaming, as always. ;D&lt;br /&gt;After that was badminton.. WAAAHH. A lot of people skip lorh. It's like there were only 5 sec 1s. Including the new girl 6. That's little. All the Sec2s skipped. And there were like only 3 Sec3s. So the hall was like 'deserted'. Quite boring actually. I want to play doubles!! Not singles! And coach asked me to play singles. =.= So it's like running around like mad. Samantha's not bad. She has a lot of strength and I mean a lot of strenth. She can hit like.. I don't know how to put it in words. Whatever it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, let's talk about today. Didn't do much before recess except almost finishing my book. Recess-ed, slacked. Changed into PE for what fusion dance. And the song used, I know it! I got it in my phone (: Cool right? Hahas! Gotta admit that the flag thing was pretty fun (: BUT, I didn't exactly like the Indian and Malay thing... It's like all the dance steps combined into one dance. So it's like Chinese --&gt; Indian --&gt; Malay. Ended halfway through the song. Don't know why. For the flag thing I kept on like hitting Melissa Ng. Hahas! LoL. And Melissa Ng told me that Melissa Lim kept on laughing. Hahas! Those two Melissa-s are TOTAL OPPOSITE. BIG BIG DIFFERENCE.  Yeah, so had this dance thing all the way till 1.40pm. Then had lunch and went back. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will have this dance thing again, at least it's only for 50minutes and not some&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ++ ... =.= I wanna read my book! :D I still have like 6 more books to complete reading the whole series..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning into a bookworm! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here. Is this a short of long post? Or average? I doubt it's short so long or average?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-8958502675257986919?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/8958502675257986919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=8958502675257986919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/8958502675257986919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/8958502675257986919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-so-im-updating-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-1376424521882965881</id><published>2008-10-12T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:58:19.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cool. this is my 100th post! weeeeeeeee~... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever... anyway, hsin ern was like totally driving me crazy on msn.. she kept asking questions and finally, i said if she continued she's gonna get her head whacked and get a bigbig balaku on her head. hahas! im so bad, yeah i know that. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna go school siiaaaa.. i don't wanna know my sickening results. my chinese results are bad enough. emmeline told me mrs dass told 1a that the whole level did badly for english and literature. =X literature paper seemed okay.. but i don't know... hais. pretty afraid of maths.. guess i said that before. oh, that's enough of exams... dont wanna think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh... i think tomorrow's the class party! cool... but i don't know... whatever.. everything's like not confirmed and mr ong didn't say anything about it and so i don't know anything about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to do the class blog now cos someone 'destrooyed' it. hahahahas(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-1376424521882965881?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/1376424521882965881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=1376424521882965881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1376424521882965881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/1376424521882965881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/10/cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-5409212942192609870</id><published>2008-10-10T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:34:03.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this cold is killing me...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and im updating again! hahahahas. whatever. got back like 3 papers today. chinese, science and english. my chinese marks suck man. the paper.. goodness. i did like so freaking badly, but didn't fail. if i really failed............... don't know what my tuition teacher's gonna say. it's like ever since i went for tuition with her we've been working on that part, and that part. and for that part and that part, i did freaking badly. especially that part. forget it, you won't know what I'm talking about. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science, ok.. pretty happy. at least i reached my target.. but i don't know my overall score........&lt;br /&gt;english, say bye to A1. the most i can get is A2... and,,, CAN YOU BELIVE??? THAT THYRA TAN ZI XIAO GOT TOP IN ENGLISH BY GETTING 42 1/2 MARKS?! WHAT?! AND I LOST TO HER BY ONE MARK?!?!?! KINLEONN AND MELISSA LOST BY 2 MARKS?! what la?! it's like omg!!! how she get so highhh???? anyway the paper was /60 so... WHATEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why but i'm pretty scared of maths.. i really dont know why.. =X literature.. hope for the best. same to history and D&amp;amp;T. mr imran said there were like one or two failures.....&lt;br /&gt;not exactly afraid of art.. mrs goh said at that time highest so far only 96/100. no 100...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER!!! DON"T WANNA POSTTT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-5409212942192609870?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/5409212942192609870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=5409212942192609870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5409212942192609870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5409212942192609870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-im-updating-again-hahahahas.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-5905933258243686329</id><published>2008-10-09T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T13:20:10.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im sick... D:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, who read the previous post?? hahahahahas. tag me if you did (: hheeeess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, IM SICK!! great.... flu.. soo irritating can?? my brother was sick, and so the bug is now with me. in school during exam there were like so many people coughing and sneezing so i guess it added onto the chance of ME GETTING SICK!! AND SO, IM SICK!!! arghhhh. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least the exams are over. like finally??!?!?!?! at least we're freeeeeeee (: ooohhhhh. maybe friday or next monday having class party (: and mr ong is gonna treat. hahahhaas. why? cos he said we broke the record of the whole class passing the chinese test. ;D:D which was like the last test before the EOY. and he promised us, so yeah. enough of exams. IM SO GETTING THEM OUTTA MY HEAD! i don't wanna get back the papers. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday went to LOT1 with my mum to shop. :D she said there was a sale and so we went and i only bought like two things? LOL! my mum bought none. hahahahas. i still need to find a skirtt!!! cos im going for a wedding like somewhere in november and i've got like nothing? at least i think so. =.= whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's enough. later i go on and on again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-5905933258243686329?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/5905933258243686329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=5905933258243686329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5905933258243686329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/5905933258243686329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-who-read-previous-post-hahahahahas.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-4778368569337259986</id><published>2008-10-03T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:05:18.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this post is like freaking long..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today.. in the morning. sucked pretty much. why? i was reading the chinese thing, and i missed the stop at queenstown. WTH!?!?! it's like all of a sudden don't know why i was like listening to the next stop. and what did it say? REDHILL! what?! i was like. huh?! so fast?! LOL! first time i miss the stupid stop. thanks to what? chinese! great.. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's chinese paper, i won't say it's very easy. Though the written comprehension was easier than those in the tests. but the first mcq comprehension was pretty challenging. :X it's all like thinking questions? =.= and i gotta say bye to 4 marks. they've flown away already.. wth. i left like one zao ju blank?! and after that when i got the meaning of that freaking word, i realised i was thinking correctly. i thought of that stupid sentence which was correct, and did not write it down. is that stupid or what?! like that and 4 marks have flown away. WHAT?! don't know if i can do well for chinese. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D &amp;amp; T. well, i guessed for like 3 questions? didn't really read the notes in the journal. =.= the mindmap. i bet i won't do well. i wrote like so little and phoebe wrote like one whole chunk?! comparing mine and hers, mine sucks. hahas! it's like seriously freaking little lah! whatever. and that question is like 10marks?! I'll probably get like 5 or below. =.=&lt;br /&gt;designing the product wasn't that difficult. i don't know why but for this exam, my mind totally went mad and i came up with some stupefyingly (is that how you spell it?) stupid ideas. (i got that from the twits! ;D). they were like crazy i didn't know i actually came up with it. i borrowed the shape of a toaster?! hahahahas!!! had i hard time drawing tho' =X i don't like the last question. i modified the product with minor adjustments. =.= lameeeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever! next monday is maths paper2 and history. maths rocks! history sucks. =.- hate history.. it's so boring.. got to memorise this and that and that and this.. =.= i hate maps. with the what silk route thing and the spice routes. and we gotta memorise like everything? that so ain't good. and ms anitha doesn't seem to know how to teach. =.= boring. i can practically sleep lah! at least last time with mdm wong i still could have that little bit of concentration. when ms anitha teaches, i concentrate for like a minute then wander off to lala land. don't understand why we gotta learn history. it's like of no use?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not say really afraid of maths.. except if there are some angle question in which brain wracking has to be involved. =.= wtv. tuesday is literature. anyone has any idea how to study for that? i've got no idea at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, let's start from after school. melissa and i went to find mrs dass and ended up waiting for 1hour?! wth. totally doodled away our time outside 1A and outside staffroom. =.= LOL. sorry hsinern for making you wait and ending up pangseh-ing you. i was supposed to have tuition like right after school but i to had delay it cos of what i just mentioned. then i sms-ed my tuition teacher and he said "nevermind, go home first. 2.45pm i go to your house and pick you up" and so, home i went. then at like 1.45pm he sms-ed and said "sorry, change of plans. could you come over instead because i have students and i cant leave them alone." LOL! then i totally like walked briskly to the bus-stop which was like 5mins away? =.= 74 came, i missed it. =.= next bus 154, i took it. LOL! so went all the way there and when i reached, there were like two students there already.. okay.. so that makes 3 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, another student came, which makes 4. then, joycelyn came(another student) which makes 5! and that means there are like 6 people at the same table!! LOL. no more space left. there's one student, the third one who came, i tell you. he's so notorious can! he's p6 and he looks like a p3. hahahas! i was like teasing him about that all the way. hahas(: he was pissed! ;D he's freaking cute la he. every time i talked back he'll say "nevermind. i won't retaliate. stay calm" hahahas! i was like laughing my head off. he and my tuition teacher's like very close. i ever went to his house before for tuition. =.= and he beat my teacher's stomach!! hahahahahas! then today he did it again, but not as hard la, cos there were like so many other people! LOL! hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition teacher gave him, joycelyn and me a ride home(: i kept on teasing him in the car. hahahas. he sat in front and asked me to sit behind on the other side so that i can't disturb him but little did he know that i use my mouth to disturb. not my hand. =.= hahahas! then i was the first to get off, and i said "i shall see you soon". he was like "i hope i don't." hahahahahas! sadly, i'll be like going back for maths tuition in mid-november. so who knows? maybe I'll see him then, and he's so gonna have an extremely fun time. heehees(: im such a bully. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.. ending. it's pretty late. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i just realised this post is the longest so far. and so, if you're really gonna read it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY READING! ;D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-4778368569337259986?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/4778368569337259986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=4778368569337259986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4778368569337259986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/4778368569337259986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/10/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-2654930486497712621</id><published>2008-09-30T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T13:07:32.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.. im back to post after.. nevermind. calculate yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oral didn't turn out to be as bad as i thought. it was pretty easy to talk to the teacher and who knows why, during both orals i kept on smiling. =.= it's like cannot stop smiling. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yesterday was english paper2 and science. i won't say their difficult. but i didn't say they're easy. ;D average lah, but more to the easy side. hahas! but i don't know why i don't really have confidence of scoring A1 for science.. LOL. i dont know why. wtv. then, today was the maths paper 1. we went to school for an hour then came back. that's like seriously pathetic.. =.= not difficult as well. but i think i lost one mark already. D: sad to know. hais. nevermind, I'll do better for maths paper2!! which is like next monday. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is a public holiday! cool. but i still gotta do work. and what's that? ART! great, that sucks. I'm still left with the colouring of the pictorial compositions. i don't know whether i have enough colour pencil sehh. the examination paper they give is like so much bigger than that drawing block lah! so i seriously gotta colour like what?! whatever. i don't like this end-of-year art. wtv. then thursday is officially doomsday. art. argh. friday is mother tongue and D &amp;amp; T. another two subjects which i don't really like. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next monday. maths paper2 and history. history sucks. tuesday, literature. don't really like that as well. =.= after that. IM SO GONNA SLACK AND ENJOY MYSELF LAHHH!!!!! gahhh!!. this end-of-year like very stressful sehh.. =.= what-the-ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna post any longer. ==.==.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-2654930486497712621?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2654930486497712621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=2654930486497712621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2654930486497712621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2654930486497712621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-8736200766213146910</id><published>2008-09-23T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T13:41:31.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo people! now ICT! cool... free period. well, sorta.. hhas. can do whatever we want :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, I'll update. =.=  siiannn. later chinese oral. goshhh.... i dont know how to speak to the teacher! D: just now mr ong was like telling us the reading only 10marks, then the conversation is 30 marks?!?!??! like whattt??!??!! I'm so gonna do badly. then just now borrowed sandra's assessment book. i tried reading one of the 'pian zhang'. i didnt know how to read like so many many words?! great.. and ms azlina told us english oral was tomorrow?! i thought it was on thursday lah! sian!!!! gotta stay back again tmr... =.= SIAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i gotta kick my habit of talking on the phone... =.= so dont call meee!!! :D:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here cos i dont know what to post. =.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-8736200766213146910?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/8736200766213146910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=8736200766213146910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/8736200766213146910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/8736200766213146910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/09/yo-people-now-ict-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-7030668664276384117</id><published>2008-09-19T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T22:19:32.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what nonsense???'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.. updating after a long time? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to update? exams are coming. yupp. hahahahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was composition exams. not exactly difficult. not say really easy. in short, average. =.- english formal letter writing, was about erm... letter of complaint. about the chalet at pasir ris, what not acceptable thingy thing. then composition i wrote about the some things you do which make you happy, and make you relaxed after a day at school. O.o word limit is like 250-350. i wrote like 663?! wth. i bet hsin ern wrote more. i wrote like 3 1/4 page, she wrote 4. and her handwriting is like much smaller than mine, so it's definitely more. she really can write sehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then chinese, letter writing i wrote about the tui xue thing. you people should know. composition i wrote on the shi bai thing. i wrote like 3 1/2 pages? O.o hsin ern also said she wrote four pages for that. O.o she's pro lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to tuition teacher's house with hsin ern! she's so cutee lah! we were like practically talking non-stop on the way. hahas! she lives like really near my tuition teacher's house? hahas. next friday going back with her again(: she's fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian.. next tuesday chinese oral, next thurs eng oral. i don't like oral. D: i dont like speaking to teachers especially chinese! I'll be like fumbling. =.- whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-7030668664276384117?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7030668664276384117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=7030668664276384117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7030668664276384117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7030668664276384117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-7719027732177736460</id><published>2008-09-16T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:25:27.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just replying tags today. Won't be updating for some time, so don't mind if the blog is dead(: continue TAGGING though! ;D;D hahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;XUANLIN;&lt;/u&gt; : so long not at home? wahhhs! hahahas. what you mean by call, not hand? LOL. well, you know the answer. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ys&lt;/u&gt; : don't flood my tagboard lahhs! yeah i left at 1.25pm. why? it was a friday! LOL!. school end at 12.30pm what. =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;HweeYing&lt;/u&gt; : yeah, you're vulgar. hahas! nevermind la. you just tagged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;HUILIN=)&lt;/u&gt; : love you too darling!! ;D;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sherlene&lt;/u&gt; : hahas. thanks. plain? hehes. okok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-7719027732177736460?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7719027732177736460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=7719027732177736460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7719027732177736460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7719027732177736460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-replying-tags-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-7176760518631604502</id><published>2008-09-09T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:10:11.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>apologies for not updating. i so wanna study but i guess a break would also do good. ok, so let's start from yesterday......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes, i don't understand this world. neither do i understand humans.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o i found out that LAUGHING IS THE MEDICINE FOR SADNESS. seriously, i'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;badminton training! it was like soooo fun cann???!!! hahas. first time during training that I really laughed my head off. it's so freaking funny! badminton matches, coach confirmed me and emmeline to be doubles for now onwards :D. then played a few matches. won all(: . then after playing had this don't know what foot work thing. then, Lu wei's shoe dropped out! hahahas! she was like "eh? where's my shoe". or something like that lah. yeah. and then it's like before that me and tan huilin were already high laughing like maniacs, then that incident happened. and so, you can imagine how hard we were laughing! hahas. emmeline and anping also laughed like siao. =.= LOL. enough of badminton. all i can say is it has been the training which is most fun so far. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;what they think. i really do not know. and that's sad to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today, pe sucked. i hate that dont know what ball game. it's like so boring.. and the court was so small. it's like how to play?! wtv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;im sorry if i did something which made you unhappy. but if i really did, tell me. i dont anyhow blame people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then science lesson. i could sleep. LOL! was like leaning my head on my hand. you know.. nevermind. don't know how to explain. after school went to dawson with tan huilin for a while. &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;(sorry, now i gotta write their full names. later all confused. hehs~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and on the way to dawson, something happened. which caused me to write all these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i left at about 1.25 pm. cos i had tuition. =.= talking about tuition. it's like when I first started, my eyes were like going to close. i kept on changing my head position so as to prevent myself from sleeping? LOL?! after doing a few questions then i sorta woke up. nowadays it's like so siaan. and in class, im always so sleepy. who knows why.. =.= whatever! ending here(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;im really sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;ps. got something to share. :D got it from somewhere? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;说了又不听&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;听了又不懂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;不懂又不问&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;问了又不做&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;做了又做错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;错了又不认&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;认了又不改&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;改了又不服&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;yeah, i know it's lame for some of you people but still, it makes sense!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-7176760518631604502?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7176760518631604502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=7176760518631604502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7176760518631604502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/7176760518631604502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/09/apologies-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-263843439409434517</id><published>2008-09-08T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:46:09.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O.o im updating. just a short post. didnt want to come on comp. but xuanlin sort of forced me to. haahas(: whatever. i feel like flying? dont know where that feeling came from. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway ALL THE BEST TO HSIN ERN FOR YOUR VIOLIN EXAM TOMORROW! AND I'M SURE YOU DID WELL FOR YOUR PIANO TODAY. DONT WORRY TOO MUCH YEAH? WILL BE PRAYING FOR YOU! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im like 'crazy' over enya once again. =.= dont think you people will like her songs(: well, maybe. I don't know. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;sian. today no badminton cos of that o level prelim thing. D:&lt;br /&gt;and i officially hate, well, not so harsh. DONT LIKE D&amp;amp;T/. it suckkss!&lt;br /&gt;that subject is so not for me lah! it's like argh, today did that stupid model thing.&lt;br /&gt;then i only did like one bend? what?! then after that today teacher told us that we'll have to hand it up by next week. wth?! never tell us earlier. like still got a lot to do lah! how to finish? walao.&lt;br /&gt;i so don't like d&amp;amp;t. wtv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here. gonna study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-263843439409434517?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/263843439409434517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=263843439409434517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/263843439409434517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/263843439409434517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/09/o.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741900206360947055.post-2442659582868802554</id><published>2008-09-08T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:18:55.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this post is a reply to XUANLIN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas(: what did huilin tell you anyway?&lt;br /&gt;and you're long forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;you know there's this phrase "forgive and forget".&lt;br /&gt;yeah, if I didn't do that, I guess I wont be as crazy as I am right now. =.=&lt;br /&gt;erm, in the present. yah.&lt;br /&gt;and i ain't anyhow say you cureless okay!&lt;br /&gt;It was with &lt;u&gt;reasons&lt;/u&gt;! hahas!&lt;br /&gt;apologies accepted(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741900206360947055-2442659582868802554?l=ren-aaarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2442659582868802554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741900206360947055&amp;postID=2442659582868802554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2442659582868802554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741900206360947055/posts/default/2442659582868802554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ren-aaarh.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-post-is-reply-to-xuanlin-d-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
