<?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-8085208886329904798</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:17:12.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melissa's World of Purple!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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HIVES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT'S GROSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT'S ALL OVER MY LEGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOTS.DOTS.DOTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's spreading to my knees up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jolene had hives on my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-3966073307234703137?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/3966073307234703137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=3966073307234703137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/3966073307234703137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/3966073307234703137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-have-hives.html' title='I HAVE HIVES!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5292045391000584799</id><published>2010-06-09T18:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T18:47:06.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL HOLIDAYS : JUNE 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HELLO PEEPS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i bet there's one readers for this blog, but who cares, I'll still blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's the holidays and yes, it's already the second week. time passes wayyyyy too fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This week is school week, every single day in school. It's torture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Monday: Math Tutorials- 9am-11am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;             : Leadership Camp Briefing -12.45pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;             : Dance 2pm-6pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tuesday: Math Tutorials -9am-11am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wednesday: Math Tutorials- 9am-11am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thursday: Leadership Camp- 8am-1pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;               : Dance 2pm-6pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Friday: Leadership Camp- 8am -7pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Saturday: Leadership Camp- 8am-1pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;              : Tuition at Home- 3pm- 4.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;See full schedule for the week. it sucks. okay, it can be fun, but I'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Waking up at 8am on a holiday is bad enough, they're even taking my Saturdays away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh nevermind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i shouldn't complain anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I shall be happy and think that waking up early makes me healthy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sleeping till 11am in the morning makes you a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hope math tutorials in school help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;getting a C5 for math is risky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It just ruins your whole report book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I need to buck up, FAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The only A1s are History and Science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Position: 27/40 (Class)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;: 38/1_ _ (Level)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm still in the Top 40 in level, but it's like almost not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wanted top 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm getting complacent and I'm procrastinating on practising my math and other subjects during the holidays. I'm sorry, but I'm tired and lazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay, i want my DSLR, but I'm just not going to get it for nothing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm going to work for it. Top 10 in class for Common Test 2 or End Years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I WILL ASK FOR IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Top 10 in class for Common Test 1 ain't enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Set my Goals higher, you achieve better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i sound like a professor now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;okay, i should stop about studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dance:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dance is AWESOME NOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i finally get to perform, yes I'm trying very hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1st Performance: i need to remember this- Red Swastika DSA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2nd Performance (coming soon): 2nd July- Canossian awards Day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3rd Performance: August School Concert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay, performance are awesome and i need to remember it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dance is GOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i need to stretch more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm blogging tonnes and tonnes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i think you're bored reading, if there's even people reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;No piano lesson today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;going back to book review now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dancing away with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Melissa! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-5292045391000584799?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5292045391000584799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5292045391000584799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5292045391000584799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5292045391000584799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2010/06/school-holidays-june-2010.html' title='SCHOOL HOLIDAYS : JUNE 2010'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1252749517170223987</id><published>2010-06-01T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:58:43.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 May 2010/ Universal Studios Singapore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/TAUCsRRz0CI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ijPPi1VEGX8/s1600/IMG_1892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477787481341677602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/TAUCsRRz0CI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ijPPi1VEGX8/s200/IMG_1892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/TAUCsFtir1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/luLa0MRo7xY/s1600/IMG_1813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477787478236770130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/TAUCsFtir1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/luLa0MRo7xY/s200/IMG_1813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/TAUCrqyTLaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/8cSoRFjuSdE/s1600/IMG_1772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477787471008968098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/TAUCrqyTLaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/8cSoRFjuSdE/s200/IMG_1772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/TAUCrKqAc1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/99deGPUHhWA/s1600/IMG_1818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477787462384251730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/TAUCrKqAc1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/99deGPUHhWA/s200/IMG_1818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/TAUBB__PckI/AAAAAAAAAMM/tEq-f7oho-4/s1600/dancing+in+the+rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477785655634260546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/TAUBB__PckI/AAAAAAAAAMM/tEq-f7oho-4/s200/dancing+in+the+rain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28 May 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Universal Studios Singapore/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fun.fun.fun.fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Universal Studios was great, but HOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you could use 2 packs of tissues just wiping your sweat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rides were great! but i didnt dare take the Revenge of the Mummy, but i shall take that roller coaster the next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to go back soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the popcorn there is awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jurassic Park Rapids Adventure ride was the BEST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got my shoes and socks wet/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8085208886329904798-1252749517170223987?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1252749517170223987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1252749517170223987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1252749517170223987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1252749517170223987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2010/06/28-may-2010-universal-studios-singapore.html' title='28 May 2010/ Universal Studios Singapore!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/TAUCsRRz0CI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ijPPi1VEGX8/s72-c/IMG_1892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5390034630190854898</id><published>2010-04-09T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T19:54:32.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time's passing way too fast.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hello again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i havent been blogging for a long long time cause i was busy. yeah, very very busy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;There's like a huge overload of projects to do and MYEs are in 3 weeks and i havent exactly started studying yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tomorrow's Saturday, but i've still got to go to school at 7.30am for MacBeth. That sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Busy Memorising my lines for Macbeth and Drama Assessment Full dress Rehearsals this monday and i havent started for drama. I'm so dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm so glad piano exam is over. Yay. Yay. Yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My birthday is coming and im not looking forward to that. Time is passing way too fast. This really suck. This sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I need time to study, i need time to do loads and loads of things. ahhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dance, CCA. is getting tiring. but i think it's getting fun. Or at least i hardly get scolding now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-I always pray before cca starts so yay. i sont get scolding. God helps me remember all my steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;okay, i shall go memorise the script now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Byebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Melissa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-5390034630190854898?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5390034630190854898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5390034630190854898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5390034630190854898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5390034630190854898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2010/04/times-passing-way-too-fast.html' title='Time&apos;s passing way too fast.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-6431125126949374030</id><published>2010-03-20T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T13:46:12.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>203.5 calories burnt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;203.5 calories burnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i finally went to the gym with jolene this morning! We planned to go to the park connector but too bad, it was raining. she had to come to my house and go to the gym instead. From now on, she's shall be my jogging buddy. Too bad for us that we didnt take any pictures cause you know, it'll be quite awkward to be taking photos in the gym. i bet people will stare at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I lost 0.5kg today! im like about 46 now. i need to grow taller. i really need to. my legs are getting shorter and my sister's are like almost as long as mine. But too bad she's still shorter than me. I aim to be 1.65m tall. like until i stop growing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Napfa is in another month and im training for it. No CCA means no practice for stamina. Dance may not seem to involve you sweating or like training stamina, but actually, it does, sometimes, No cca for the entire holiday, that's a good thing cause i have time to finish my work, but i kinda like cca cause we get to dance. YAY DANCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I want to run every saturday on the gym for 30mins. okay, maybe not run for that full 30mins, but maybe half walk half run? That makes more sense to me. I'm not a sports person, but i hope to be cause that's how you really make sure you dont become overweight from eating all those kitkat and all the fatty food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;three chapters of maths for this march holidays. wow, i know, like chapter 6.4? It's killing me already. Mr Tan hasnt taught it yet, but since the class cant agree on the day for holiday lessons, we have to do it by ourselves and its like full 15 questions. AHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I better go do my work now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and do sit-ups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and practice sit and reach. i want to get 45cm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;pull ups. I need at least 10 this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2.4km. I want 15mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I need to practice and i'll try by best best best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-6431125126949374030?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/6431125126949374030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=6431125126949374030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/6431125126949374030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/6431125126949374030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2010/03/2035-calories-burnt.html' title='203.5 calories burnt.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-6870821795214803466</id><published>2010-03-09T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T20:29:04.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>09/03/2010 (20:28)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Its March already, i havent blogged for almost one month, this is going to be a short post cause i need to practice my piano!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;PIANO EXAM IS ON:&lt;br /&gt;25 MARCH 2010, THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;im trying very hard already, im practicing half and hour everyday (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;today was maths trail at Terminal 3. blahblah. i dont feel like blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i should go bathe now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;This blog will be boring boring boring, i'll only blog when im free! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;oh! and common test results are out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;didnt do too badly, at least not too badly consist of not failing any subject, but i've still got to work alot alot alot harder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-6870821795214803466?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/6870821795214803466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=6870821795214803466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/6870821795214803466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/6870821795214803466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2010/03/09032010-2028.html' title='09/03/2010 (20:28)'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-6915333185771044952</id><published>2010-02-06T17:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T18:07:01.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEC 2 CAMP CORRI WAS AWESOME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello Again! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its been excatly a month since i last blogged. That's so long. I just realised i've no longer got enough time to slack and blog and facebook all the time. Okay. Anyway, i just got back from camp! and im so proud to say that i've officially&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOT RID OF MY PHOBIA OF CAMPS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank God! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love camp now, i want more and more and more.&lt;br /&gt;i really dont care about the stinky toilets, the bees that were dead and alive, or the frogs that came to our bunks 3 times in 2nights. I really dont mind, and i want to go back cause it was the best time of my whole sec 2 life ever. Sec 2 camp Corri was the BEST OF THE BEST and 2/8 was awesome and so were our instructors Qimm and Adlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Camp Corri was tonnes and tonnes of fun. We all came back from camp red and dark dark brown. and with all our skins peeling so badly. The sun and the heat was awesome, and most importantly, the HUGE CAMPFIRE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I went on the flying fox for the first time im my life, i never thought i would actually have the guts to jump off from a 4 story building down even though there was a harnest and a rope attached to me. But I DID IT. Till now, i still cant believe it, and i want to do it once more, or maybe even more than that! I did the high elements! Although i didnt do the really tough ones, i still managed to go up there and complete the entire thing. Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our CAMPFIRE PERFORMANCE was THUMBS UP! 2/8 was so awesome, we're the best and we'll always be. Our dance and cheer was so good. We managed to teach the other dancers the dance in 1.5 days. How cool is that? We danced like we never did before and we all want to do it one more time cause its super fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We screamed our lungs out and sung like a bunch of mad monkeys. I've never had so much fun at school camps before. This is almost as fun as my church camps.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU GOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FOR MAKING THIS CAMP SO AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im all tan and the skin of my nose is peeling off already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and we had the best instructors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they were 100,000,00 times better than the ones at my p5 camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the camelot people suck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they're just a bunch or orange aliens that make me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;campfire's burning up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;campfire's burning up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;burning up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;burn! burn! burn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;burning up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;burn! burn! burn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;campfire's burning in the dark dark night, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ohh yeah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shaky shaky yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;campfire's burning up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CAMPFIRE'S BURNING UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE CAMP! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-6915333185771044952?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/6915333185771044952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=6915333185771044952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/6915333185771044952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/6915333185771044952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2010/02/sec-2-camp-corri-was-awesome.html' title='SEC 2 CAMP CORRI WAS AWESOME!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5216921936064822480</id><published>2010-01-06T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:24:23.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school's started. BORING.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;school's started. im too lazy to blog about my holiday, but i'll just tell you, i had LOADS of fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i like school. its fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mrs Joseph is my form teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mrs Lopez is my co-form teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They arent too bad. at least they dont scold us alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my subject teacher's are nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we've started getting homework already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;had english homework yesterday, and math homework today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There's PE tomorrow, but i dont know why, im dont seem to be looking forward to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;math was boring today, and so was drama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;actually we didnt even have drama, we just went to the comp lab to do some survey thing with miss ezan cause our drama teacher's werent in school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dance wasnt nice either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just didnt feel like dancing. i was tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i think im falling sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im so tired,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im starting to cough and stupid phlegm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;got to go to school at  7am every morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its okay. i'll just have to get used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i guess i wont be blogging so often like i used to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;school's getting busy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its streaming year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i need to study harder. i need to try! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've still got piano in like 15mins. eww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-5216921936064822480?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5216921936064822480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5216921936064822480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5216921936064822480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5216921936064822480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2010/01/schools-started-boring.html' title='school&apos;s started. BORING.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5159185132489169313</id><published>2009-12-18T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T18:12:05.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last post before the holiday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;hello! this should be my last post before i go on my holiday tomorrow! im excited cause this years christmas is going to be a white christmas again! i'd like all my christmas to be white, but that means i cant celebrate it with my cousins unless theny come along. Its okay. just a few times. Im going to Japan and that means more nice food! i like sashimi and sushi and nice nice stuff. I love japanese food. i can never get tired of it. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;my cousins victoria and cheri came over after my tuition. we used the computer and ate hashbrowns and toasted marshmallows in the toaster. didnt do much. I got my first christmas presents during tuition just now. hahahaha, its early! im hungy again. im going to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;i wont see you till the 28th of December! Dont miss me much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-5159185132489169313?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5159185132489169313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5159185132489169313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5159185132489169313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5159185132489169313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-post-before-holiday.html' title='last post before the holiday.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-8300368305927293767</id><published>2009-12-17T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T23:08:11.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love glitter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hello! I didnt realise its already my 141th post. cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahaha, i had fun yesterday!  i went to lazer quest. Lazer quest was dark inside and with all the maze and stuff. I like it, i got 5th place! out of 10 people. Not too bad huh? It was my first time so i guess it was considered good. i'm so going back there again. Went there with my cousins. The game only lasted for 20mins. and how stupid of me to feel cold and wear my jacket in there, and then came out perspiring like crazy. I ran, and screamed alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then after that we went to vivo. had dinner. we ate at the food republic place. I ate hokkien mee. It was niceeeeee! hahahha, and then we went to daiso and then was walking around taking random pictures with pumpkins and carrots. Oh and before dinner, we went to that pool thing. I hate that place. im not going in again. there's like so many loose pebbles and they hurt your feet. *ouch* the cold one's not too bad, but the warm one is DISGUSTING! you simply feel like you're walking in pee cause there's so many children around and its like yuck. we got out in like i think 5-10mins, cause we wanted to talke pictures!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Too bad i forgot to bring my camera. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Im going on holiday on saturday! wheeeeee! i cant wait. At last, i've finished my homework, okay, maybe not finished, but left chinese. All i need is to read that book, and answer some questions and BAM. im done. i cant wait for that moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Japan here i come again! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im so going to make MORE MORE MORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SNOW ANGELS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-8300368305927293767?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/8300368305927293767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=8300368305927293767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8300368305927293767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8300368305927293767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-glitter.html' title='i love glitter!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-4698586261326851720</id><published>2009-12-10T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:57:41.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>considered done already!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;someone help me in literature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i dont know how to do it. For know, i'll consider as "&lt;em&gt;i've finished all my homework already&lt;/em&gt;" because the only homework i've left is literature  and the back page of chinese, which i dont know how to do! So its not my fault that i dont want to finish it. i want to finish it so i can go out. but since no one can help me for now, i'll just have to wait till i find out, or find someone to help me understand what they want me to do! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;im going shopping with jolene tomorrow. i hope to buy a pair of converse sneakers cause i dont have a pair of sneakers to wear to church or when i go out. Daddy's allowing me to buy! :D that's good. love him! i want to buy shoes and i think im thinking of buying TOO MUCH ALREADY. i must stop myself cause im spending too much money already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;materialistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hahhahaha, mummy bought another 2 Jodi Picoult books for me cause they're going 1 for 1 now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;bought many books from the sale at expo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;now i've got like..... i think 8 books to read till next year and the next year and the next next year. but i will take my time to read. as long as i want. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i dreamt one night that my house became a library and i think its already becoming one! I cant wait to go on holiday and i cant wait till new year and next year cause its going to be awesome and cool that we're already back to school after the LONG, but doesnt seem long, but also seems long holiday. i dont know what im talking about. but its going to be 2010. that was fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;2009 pasted really fast this time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i know God will give me a good teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i know he will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-4698586261326851720?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/4698586261326851720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=4698586261326851720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/4698586261326851720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/4698586261326851720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/12/considered-done-already.html' title='considered done already!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-415160389304103735</id><published>2009-12-07T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T13:25:48.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dogggggggggggg!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I changed my tagboard colour! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Went to church in the morning, sat with mummy and daddy cause jiejie vivien and natalie were both on holiday. After church, went to tampines 1 to have lunch. We ate at the food court, i had hokkien mee. The plate was huge, so i shared with mummy. then i had bobo chacha for dessert. the coconut milk wasnt nice. but i like those small colourful tapioca things cause they're chewy! Then we went home, i slept, then after that my dad and sister fetched my mum to attend some thing. I continued sleeping. i was tired, but the wind was freezing, i covered myself with this huge huge orange pillow. I slept and then blahblah, only me and my auntie at home. then my sister brought my auntie's dogs over. She's crazy. like really. she's in love with the dogs. i know its really cute, but it scares me with its barks. I like mickey cause he doesnt bark, but mario doesnt like me and i dont like him too cause he likes to bark at me and make me jump and run away. My cousins came over and we brought them to walk. Mario was acting cool when we saw another dog called muffin downstairs when we were walking both of them in my condo. Muffin was huge compared to Mario and Mickey. Muffin is a westie dog, whatever its called. I was hypering. It scared both mickey and mario. they were running and hiding but as i said, mario act cool, cant stop barking at muffin. i bet mario was scolding vulgarities at muffin cause muffin was jumping up and down and sneezing and running after him. hahaha, i was running away from muffin too! but good that muffin's owner was really nice, she held muffin tight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;went to KFC at eastpoint for dinner with my cousins. my younger cousin wanted to drink coke so he kept saying everything was spicy. hahaha, smart. he'd say water doesnt work. Gabby, TIffany, my sister and I were all high cause we were hungry. Gabby was being bimbo again. she's always bimbo. hahaha. she gets high with too much sugar and when she's hungry. wierd right? haha, i know. we got back and used the computer and talked and she helped me with the tagboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;oww, my head hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i'm having piano lesson in like 15mins. now is my sister's turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;oh, by the way, i woke up at 1130. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;shit, i sleep too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i'm a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;lazy pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;im going holiday on the 19th!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;im happyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;byebye :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-415160389304103735?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/415160389304103735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=415160389304103735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/415160389304103735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/415160389304103735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/12/dogggggggggggg.html' title='dogggggggggggg!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5262982608963967549</id><published>2009-12-03T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T17:36:09.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays arent meant to filled with 7 subjects of homework.</title><content type='html'>i'm trying to finish my homework now, like all, but its kind of impossible to do chinese and literature. that's all i'm left with. I'm never, never going to read the chinese book. i cant understand like half of the chinese words inside. yuck. i want to finish my homework faster, but i dont know how to. literature sucks. i dont want to do it, but we have to do it. im sure its written on my homework list. even though i wish it isn't really there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brains are bursting already. its so horrible cause i dont know what these songs mean. i just know that song. I chose 2 songs already, wait i didnt exactly choose it, my mum helped me with that part. cause i didnt understand a word they wanted me to do. I'm never going to tak literature as a subject, cause i dont understand poems and stories and songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now at least i dont mind reading cause i have to to get my A for english so i can take Chem and Bio. i want to get my top 20 in the level. i just missed by one for my EOYs. i'll get it for 2010 Mid Year's, oh yes i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my back hurts now. i hate this chair.&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/8085208886329904798-5262982608963967549?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5262982608963967549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5262982608963967549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5262982608963967549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5262982608963967549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/12/holidays-arent-meant-to-filled-with-7.html' title='holidays arent meant to filled with 7 subjects of homework.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-7677973455485179963</id><published>2009-11-29T18:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T18:54:19.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no more e.n.e.r.g.y.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello people. see, its sunday again. soon and its time to go back to school. its not a bad thing. its a good thing. with the exception of waking up at like 6am. damn. i used to wake up at like what, 6.45am? now i can't. i've got to leave the house by that time. i need to reach school at 7am. but, who cares. i have fun in school. i sleep too much and i get huge eye bags and dark rings. im weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just got my H1N1 jab after church and my left fingers have like not enough energy to type properly. its like a little, just a little sore now. but it's got NO ENERGY. the needle didn't hurt. this doctor is cool cause she jabbed me in 2 seconds. i counted. hahahaha, that was to distract myself rather. i mean, who likes jabs? they poke and sting your arm. oh right, when i was registering, i had to write my particulars and i accidentally copied the same BC number as my sister. mine's like same except the last 3 numbers. so, its kind of confusing when you happen to recite it in your head, you just can't get it right sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've got running nose, and cough. i think i've got flu. yuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've got another 2 and a half subjects to do! just half way through my third book so i can do my last oral presentation thing. i'm going to do my poster tomorrow after mummy prints out the pictures for me to stick on. i havent done literature and chinese. I didnt lose my chinese book, i just can't seem to find it. its like somewhere in the house, i just need to turn it upside down and start digging for it. i'll find it, somewhere. i'll do that the last, last of the last. i dread doing it cause you've got to read that chinese thing which is like....... wuite impossible for me to read all those chinese words. i think i'll get my chinese tutor to help me with it. i'm just lazy to do literature, and i need to get the meaning of the lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haaaaaaaaaaaaachoooooooooooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no more ernergy to type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-7677973455485179963?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7677973455485179963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=7677973455485179963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7677973455485179963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7677973455485179963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-more-energy.html' title='no more e.n.e.r.g.y.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1221863618458379328</id><published>2009-11-28T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T21:57:16.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my hair.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i just cut my hair. I like it now, but i like it last time too. The lady layered my hair way too much, my hair look so thin. It's really disgusting. But i like the length cause its easier for me to comb. Now my hair's so thin it dries fast. that's like the only good thing about it. I hope it grows thicker faster, and next time i cut my hair, im not going to layer it. just cut, cause i just realised that she always happens to layer it too much everytime i go there. she seems so enjoy cutting my hair, just like she's cutting any kind of grass. I just watch her snap off my hair and them fall onto the smooth floor. my hair's kind of thick, but when i see my sister's, i think they just practically look like dust. It's so thin. and nice. like... her hair never gets out of place like mine. i have to cut like every 6months at least and she? she can cut like once in one and a half years and her hair just continues growing and growing &lt;em&gt;without getting out of place like mine.&lt;/em&gt; I don't know how she does it. but i think i want to cut my hair straight. like really straight, as in no 'V' shape. So i can tie french plaits. now when i tie, it all falls apart and my rubberband never seems to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i had curry chicken for dinner. its nice. hahahaha. i like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;im sleepy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;oh, and i got like 8boxes of dailies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;now i dont need to use my monthly contacts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;means i dont need to wash, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and i wont get stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;eye infections anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you'll see me smiling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1221863618458379328?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1221863618458379328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1221863618458379328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1221863618458379328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i need something to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1472415254220126892?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1472415254220126892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1472415254220126892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1472415254220126892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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quite a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Jayne's house with Rene and Gracia. We played RockBand2 at her house. I suck at playing the guitar. really. i do suck. okay, i'll tell you about what happened. I tried playing the guitar and the coloured notes started coming out for me to play. I started solo. I pressed the notes in the guitar. then i was like...."eh, how come all the notes i play just doesnt get keyed in right?" then Jayne's younger sister was like "cause you're not strumming" It was embarassing. hahahaa. okay, maybe not very, but quite. then i had to ask her "where to strum?" gosh. i've never played that thing before. I need to play that thing more. I hate playing all these PS3, Xbox, whatever videogame thing because of this reason. I dont understand the game really well. I take a long time to get it. 5people were playing the drums. Me, gracia, Harmony, Andrea and rene. hahaha, each one colour and then the bass. I like it cause it was easier for me to coordinate with just hitting one colour! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we played some small planet in a big planet whatever its called. jayne put ears on my face. I was the "bride-with-alot-of-ears-on-my-face". It was disgusting. Then we went to Jayne's mum's cafe for lunch. I had Carbonara. It was nice, but it would have been nicer without the red and green peppers. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sneezing badly right now. I've got a cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-4053886450586267011?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/4053886450586267011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=4053886450586267011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/4053886450586267011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/4053886450586267011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/11/haaaaachooooo.html' title='haaaaachooooO!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1489877072076549078</id><published>2009-11-22T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:43:38.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freezing cold sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hello! today is sunday again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Morning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I went to church, church was freezing cold today. I was shivering ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Afternoon: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;After church, i went to SRC with Natalie and her family to have lunch. We ate like char kuay teow, laksa, carrot cake, fish soup and tauhu goreng. We just passed the dishes around. I like cockles in the laksa and char kuay teow. Its nice, except that sometimes its really squishy and bloddy. I dont like it raw. Its like eww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Went to Raffles City cause it was near by. We walked there and then we shopped. I'm looking for a new adidas or nike backpack for next years school bag. My bag's kind of disfugured, but i still like it. I just need a new one so it can hold my heaby books! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Came home, i slept in the car cause i was really sleepy. Rest for lik 15mins then we ate sashimi and sushi that we bought from The Market Place. Its nice. Shucks. I've been eating too much raw food. Too much raw fish. I like salmon and yellowtail Sashimi. It taste so nice! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Holiday Homework:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;English: i need to finish reading one more book to do the homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Geography: I've only got 1 CAJ left to do now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Math: I've finished everything! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Chinese: i don't really bother starting yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Science: I'm still finding. It's hard to get a nice learning website! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Literature: I've found the songs, but i dont know how to do the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;History: I've got 2more pages to go!:D but i need help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1489877072076549078?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1489877072076549078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1489877072076549078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1489877072076549078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1489877072076549078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/11/freezing-cold-sunday.html' title='freezing cold sunday!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-8434200969460048882</id><published>2009-11-18T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T23:06:22.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome councillors camp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm back people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm back from COUNCILLORS CAMP! i had tonnes of fun there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and yes, i kept my promise! i didnt go home! I didn't!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I REALLY DIDN'T!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;camp was awesome, really awesome! I had loads of fun with the amazing race and all the other nice nice games. I thought i would be like normal school camps. Boring. and Boring. Like usually school camps are for you to suffer and stuff. But this time, i didnt suffer at all. I had fun collecting all the ice-cream sticks for dinner. I liked the BBQ except the smoke that came from it and the chicken wing and satay took so long to get cook! I liked BBQing but i smelt like oil and smoke after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shernise sprained her ankle and i should be nice and not tell you &lt;em&gt;how she sprained it.&lt;/em&gt; She was left at the staff lounge to have dinner and she watched TV on the couch. Poh Yi and I went up to see if she's eaten and yes, of course she has. We stayed in the lounge and talked to her and Mrs Chong, Mr Roland and Miss Lam. It was fun there, cause there was the beloved TV. but anyway. i would've also been fun without that, cause we were there to 'accompany' Shernise. hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lights out at 12.30am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shernise's ankle hurt, so Poh Yi and I went to the staffroom to get the ice-pack from Miss Lam. I nicely acted as her foot rest with my knee and iced her foot. We talked till like 3 with on of our senoirs, Erika, and then Poh Yi was freaked out by the automatic lights and fans in the toilet that will go off after a while and it would become all quiet. Erika stayed to talk with us till about 3am. Then we saw a cockroach so we screamed and then we brought Shernise to the council board people that were sleeping in the music room, cause her ankle hurt everytime she lied down so i guess they gave her a chair. i like that. It's cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Went back with Poh Yi to our own room at the MPR and then i couldn't sleep. I was tired, but i could get to sleep. I listen to music in my phone till about 3.25am then i decided to take them off to get to sleep and i slept like 3.45am. Alarm rang at 5.35am and i was dreaming of me running away from a cockroach when my sister nudged me hard. I got a shock. then after that i just rested in my sleeping bag and got like 5-10mins of sleep in between. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;An awesome 2h 30mins of sleep that night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Woke up for breakfast. Then we ate, had some talk from Ms Masura then we were dismissed. I was half dead my then. My nose was running and it was all itchy and red. I was tired. really tired i could sleep anywhere. even on the floor without the sleeping bag. I came home, ate noodles like i always do then i get home from school. I dont really care what time it is even if its like 1-2hours after having my breakfast i'll still have something to eat. Its my nice nice habit of eating. I slept from 10.30am-1.45pm then my auntie woke me up for piano lesson. i was half dead and half asleep during lesson. Theory, i was stoning. embarassing. i answered most of the questions my teacher asked me wrongly. whatever. i was tired then i read my book and ate some food and slept for another 30mins cause i was cold then i had dinner and did my math online homework, searched for CAJ articles. then im blogging now. oh wait, i watched singapore idol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-8434200969460048882?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/8434200969460048882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=8434200969460048882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8434200969460048882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8434200969460048882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back-people-hey-im-back-from.html' title='awesome councillors camp!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-7588574680788054915</id><published>2009-11-16T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:37:36.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's Councillors Camp tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda looking forward to it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I PROMISE&lt;/em&gt; myself that i'm not going back this time!&lt;br /&gt;I won't.&lt;br /&gt;i really won't!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-7588574680788054915?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7588574680788054915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=7588574680788054915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7588574680788054915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7588574680788054915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/11/camp.html' title='Camp!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1338148355653835908</id><published>2009-11-16T14:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:49:20.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome days! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFJnax6uuI/AAAAAAAAAL4/agpPMX4GVho/s1600/girls%27+time+out.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404681969373723362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFJnax6uuI/AAAAAAAAAL4/agpPMX4GVho/s200/girls%27+time+out.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFJnEgOa6I/AAAAAAAAALw/ubaW9vXmEuY/s1600/IMG_0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404681963393936290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFJnEgOa6I/AAAAAAAAALw/ubaW9vXmEuY/s200/IMG_0224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFJmuYOaFI/AAAAAAAAALo/YpvwoJKSYgw/s1600/IMG_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404681957454800978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFJmuYOaFI/AAAAAAAAALo/YpvwoJKSYgw/s200/IMG_0214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFJmRAfUeI/AAAAAAAAALg/pXCJsnKRBy4/s1600/IMG_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404681949570617826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFJmRAfUeI/AAAAAAAAALg/pXCJsnKRBy4/s200/IMG_0175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFJl22fA8I/AAAAAAAAALY/6LIwdBBUte4/s1600/IMG_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404681942549332930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFJl22fA8I/AAAAAAAAALY/6LIwdBBUte4/s200/IMG_0166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFIglnuM_I/AAAAAAAAALQ/gewkW4LxPVE/s1600/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404680752513037298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFIglnuM_I/AAAAAAAAALQ/gewkW4LxPVE/s200/IMG_0104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404680743961612018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFIgFw5zvI/AAAAAAAAALI/sl8jDZ2IoQc/s200/IMG_0122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFIf0Dmq-I/AAAAAAAAALA/VoZ6zrcxWcE/s1600/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404680739208211426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFIf0Dmq-I/AAAAAAAAALA/VoZ6zrcxWcE/s200/IMG_0083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFIfiGlrOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/VEGbf5rN1kY/s1600/IMG_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404680734388890850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFIfiGlrOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/VEGbf5rN1kY/s200/IMG_0075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFIfPr3dDI/AAAAAAAAAKw/rSLHuLuhD4Y/s1600/IMG_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404680729444971570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFIfPr3dDI/AAAAAAAAAKw/rSLHuLuhD4Y/s200/IMG_0074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Friday and Saturday were both awesome days! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="gl_photo" border="0" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went out with Stef and Jayne to watch 2012. The show was super long, like about 2h 40mins. The show was quite nice, like it felt like a whole simulation ride like those in disneyland or something. There was so much movement in the show and the cinema's aircon was killing me. I felt giddy. But i was okay after a while. I was all cramped up and rolled up into a ball on my seat cause my legs were freezing. Oh i regretted not wearing long pants. The show started like 4.15 and we were out of the cinema at about 7pm. Immediately rushing to the toilet the moment the credits started coming out. We literally ran to the toilet. Blame it all on the aircon which, yes, i said earlier, nearly killed me. Oh yes! I bought a book from popular called 'keeping faith' by Jodi Picoult. Her books are really nice. I read 'My Sister's Keeper' by her, and i couldnt help but buying another book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I headed to my aunts house with my sleeping bag and my things. We took pictures, really really nice pictures! Then we started to get hungry so we went downstairs to watch a movie and have popcorn which got burnt in the microwave so we were left with one tiny little plate of it. We had KitKat, Oreos, Magee Noodles and nice nice nice food. We watched bride wars. I like the movie. We went to wash up after the movie at about 1am. We talked till about 2.15am and started bickering on who's making the most noise causing everyone not being able to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I slept at &lt;em&gt;2.45am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Woke up at &lt;em&gt;3.15am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Again at &lt;em&gt;3.45am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Again at &lt;em&gt;4.15am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Again at &lt;em&gt;6.15am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Again at &lt;em&gt;6.45am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Again at &lt;em&gt;9.15am &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And Again at &lt;em&gt;9.45am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And Lastly at &lt;em&gt;11.15am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We didnt have breakfast but we went to have lunch straight away at 'ClayPotFun' at Big Splash. The food was nice cause all of us were hungry. After that, we went back to get socks then went to Jurong Safra 'Kids Amaze' to play. I already knew i was way way way too big for this, but then since all of them were going, i went too. I had fun, but then my knees were hurting cause you had to crawl all the way up in those small small spaces. I got stuck at a few places while letting the smaller ones go up first. Im so nice. i know! :D hahaha, I had fun screaming down all the slides even though it wasnt really scary. Everyone was staring and laughing at me when i got to the end of the slide. But i didnt care. I like screaming down slides and i'll do whatever makes me happy! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then Yi Gu Ma sent us home and Daddy came to pick us up. We went to the Good Neighbours Day BBQ. And i was promoting marshmallows with my sister. blahblah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;then i went to sleep. then byebye! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1338148355653835908?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1338148355653835908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1338148355653835908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1338148355653835908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1338148355653835908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/11/awesome-days.html' title='Awesome days! (:'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SwFJnax6uuI/AAAAAAAAAL4/agpPMX4GVho/s72-c/girls%27+time+out.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-4306063901404345919</id><published>2009-11-12T22:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T22:16:35.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heal my muscle pull please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I had piano lesson from 145-245. Then after that i went to vivo to shop then we went to watch movie. I watched ''My Sister's Keeper". Its a nice show. But its sad. Kate is really poor thing in the show. It showed blood. Like her vomitting blood and some nosebleed thing. I didnt cry, cause i was busy eating popcorn. hahaha, my dad said the lady beside him was crying really badly. like *sniff* *sniff* and then take tissue paper, move alot. but i didnt feel it. I'm too numb. hahahaha :D came back and watch singapore idol then went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I had CCA in the morning from 10am-1pm. Then i went there like 5mins earlier. I waited at the sunken foyer for a while then we went to the drama room. We started like 10.05am. Then my seniors was funny. We &lt;em&gt;started with kicks when we supposed to start with head rolls. &lt;/em&gt;Then like she said if my teacher asked how come we finish so fast then just say we started early. HAHAHA. okay, then we did &lt;em&gt;'on the floor'&lt;/em&gt; stretching. My leg still hurts. I seriously pulled the muscle. Like i can't do the open leg split anymore. (side split). I can open like 90degrees at the max. This sucks. I cant do right side front split cause of this. eww. I want to do my split now. and i wanna recover now. I can't really tell my teacher. not that i can't. I just &lt;em&gt;dont dare&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jolene and Jayne came over at 2pm and we did some work. okay, maybe we didnt but i did finish my sketch for my A3 size poster for my homework! yayness. hahaha. im happy i've done some of my homework. i'm going to buy the book keeping faith by jodi picoult from popular. i like her books. its really nice! She's the authour of "My Sister's Keeper". She's an awesome authour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I like reading books now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I dont know why, but i think its fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-4306063901404345919?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/4306063901404345919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=4306063901404345919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/4306063901404345919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/4306063901404345919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/11/heal-my-muscle-pull-please.html' title='heal my muscle pull please!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5012139861554621287</id><published>2009-11-10T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:14:04.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;hello world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i have yellow and pink braces now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;hehehehe(: my mouth is all tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i just finished eating fruit cocktail with lots and lots of mayo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i like mayo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;cause its nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i want to watch 'my sister's keeper'! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;anyone want to go with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;im going to sleepover at my auntie's house on friday and come home on saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i'm so excited cause i'm going to eat loads of marshmallows and sweets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;YAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i like writing like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;cause it makes me feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;literature-ish, just like a poet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;it's cool cause i normally don't understand poems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i like sleepovers. its cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i like marshmallows and chocolates cause its cool too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;this is not my fault that im a retard, im just bored!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i want the school term back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;like now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-5012139861554621287?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5012139861554621287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5012139861554621287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5012139861554621287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5012139861554621287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-world.html' title='hello world!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1315634892032743545</id><published>2009-11-10T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T00:17:28.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0:08 on my laptop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hello! its 0:08 on my laptop now! its past midnight. YAY! im nocturnal. hahahaha. I'm going to the dentist to adjust my braces. i think, im going to change to pink and yellow. hehe. that colour is nice. im so lazy to blog, but i dont feel like sleeping. I had CCA today, i didnt get scolding! YAY. i rejoice everytime i come back from CCA without a scolding cause yes, i have to except the fact that i am not a really awesome dancer, but i am a dancer, and i dance. So she cant keep telling me that 'you can't dance'. Like whatever, i dont really bother about her. I just wanna go for performances that's why im working so hard. I pulled my muscle, i think i've said this before and yes, it still hasnt recovered! I hate it cause its on my right leg, which means, my MORE FLEXIBLE LEG. hahahah, it sucks having this damn muscle pull. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;God heal it quick quick quick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I know God answers my prayer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cause he always does!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I met rene, gracia, jayne, joanne and jolene at macs with jing yi after dance. then Jing Yi and I bought a drink and then she left home and didnt follow us to bowl. We went bowling at Tampines Safra and I WON, not joanne, okay fine, joanne is 2nd, but im first. My Bowling score was 88! minus one bowling chance. I went to buy pao cause i was hungry and rene bowled for me and she didnt hit anything. HAHAHA, but i still won cause joanne went to the toilet and then rene bowled for her! i was laughing my head off cause i won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i am an awesome bowler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;awesome, but still need to be more awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;im praying hard for a nice nice nice nice nice nice nice teacher next year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and i know God WILL ANSWER MY PRAYER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HE WILL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1315634892032743545?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1315634892032743545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1315634892032743545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1315634892032743545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1315634892032743545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/11/008-on-my-laptop.html' title='0:08 on my laptop!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1317101390510279372</id><published>2009-11-07T16:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T17:38:29.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aches</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hello everybody! It's Saturday again, i dont know why its called 'the holidays' when there's homework for every subject. I had MD yesterday and im aching all over now. like seriously all over. my eye is okay already! i can wear my contacts again! YAY. i pulled my muscle, but im still dancing. hahaha! im making myself sound like a hero here, but i like it. it still hurts and i complain, hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to ache all over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1317101390510279372?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1317101390510279372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1317101390510279372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1317101390510279372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1317101390510279372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/11/aches.html' title='aches'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-7806129515689504931</id><published>2009-11-03T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:56:22.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today was a fun but tiring day! i was in school from 10am to get all the 3-way conferencing decorations and exhibitions ready. Shernise and I were planning for a class powerpoint with all the pictures we've taken throughout the year. Shernise woke up late. hehehe. its okay. She brought her laptop to school, but no internet access cause of the school password, we cant get the password. They wont give it to us! We looked for Miss Ng &amp;amp; Mrs Tay in their staffroom for like 3times. Mr Faisal tried to help to, but in the end, we didnt have enough time so we just ended up not doing it. We rushed to put up the exhibits. We looked like freaks running about screaming. Mrs Joseph came in, she asked why the place was in a mess. Its not our fault. okay, maybe it it. But we were short-handed. HAHAHAHA! but we managed to finish it on time! The registering counter was actually NOT- NEEDED! but i had fun. Daddy bought macs for us and we all shared. Miss Ng gave us percy pigs that she bought from Marks and Spencer. Im going to buy it too. The pink one is nice, but the transparent pink one tasted like medicine. eww. i left school at 715pm. I was dead tired. I ran to the car cause i was late and my back hurts. My aching all over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im going to 2.8! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all i see is tape now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-7806129515689504931?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7806129515689504931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=7806129515689504931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7806129515689504931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7806129515689504931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/11/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5856901524846089818</id><published>2009-11-02T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:51:59.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;tomorrow's 3-way confrencing. Class Committee has to go help decorate and put up the exhibitions. Im meeting shernise at 10am in class! I'm doing registration for the parents. We had pizza on friday, miss ng ordered it. I didnt get to eat hawaiian. awww man. Its okay, i still had BBQ pizza! my eyes are still itchy and my leg hurts from thursday's dance performance. I didnt stretch properly and i did my split. now it hurts badly, so badly i want to cry everytime i stretch. My eyes still itch. ahhh. i want to wear my contacts again. I went to my auntie's house yesterday and we had home BBQ inside her house. there was beef, pork, chicken, meatballs and salmon! it was nice!! (: im reading the book my sister's keeper! its nice! i've already read half the book. i borrowed the book from Isabelle on saturday during the performance at the esplanade. i cant believe im reading a book, and reading it so fast! (: YAY ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;God please heal my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thankyou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-5856901524846089818?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5856901524846089818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5856901524846089818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5856901524846089818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5856901524846089818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/11/tomorrows-3-way-confrencing.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1849645942619617720</id><published>2009-10-30T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:33:06.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankyou God!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thankyou Thankyou Thankyou God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im happy! We got back results today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I didnt fail anything, nor get a C for anything, Thank God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;OMG, theres nothing else i can say but THANKYOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;21/188 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thats the ranking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I improved 3ranks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im glad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We had pizza in school today! and we decorated the classroom which all turned out to be a big big mess. hehe, everything dropped so we all have to go early on tuesday to re-put everything back. We have the brains and we will accomplish it! HAHA. We're all leaving 1.8. Its such a sad thing. This year just past by toooooo fast. But the good thing is, i survived the first year in secondary school. YAY US! I want school back. Its more fun then being at home all day begging people to give us things to do. Now we kind of regret doing that and complaining we're bored cause we have holiday homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1849645942619617720?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1849645942619617720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1849645942619617720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1849645942619617720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1849645942619617720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/thankyou-god.html' title='Thankyou God!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5467509983392373625</id><published>2009-10-28T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T13:50:41.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yesterday, went to East Coast Park with Jolene and Jayne. Jayne roller-bladed there from her house. Cool huh? I cant really roller-blade. I've only tried once or twice before and i totally forgot everything i learnt. Jolene and I managed to get a tan and we went to school feeling and looking blacker. Like chao ta. HAHAHA jolene is red and is hurting, but im not red, just tanner! YAY. i wasnt really hot yesterday, but i still got tanner! (: Had ice-cream chefs and then went home. I was aching all over because i didnt know how to blade, jayne and jolene could so they could exchange if they didnt wanna walk. I walked the whole way. I exercised! i trained my stamina! I want to get a good timing for 2.4km next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today, went to school. Had some talk from the NANAS. Noah's Ark something. Its something like SPCA. Then had spelling bee competition. Adiba won! 1st PLACE! oh yes, 1/8 won, again. Went back to class had some 3-way confrencing rehersal and doing of the reflection. It wrote mine, i had a hard time. I dont like reflecting much. And now im home, im had macs for lunch, just to get the monopoly thing. HAHA i know, its stupid. but its fun. I get to drink my greeeennn tea! I love it! (: I want to sleep. I cant wear contacts because of my swollen eye so i went to school in specs today. Nerd. Nerd. Nerd. yes i know i am one. oh! thank God i got in for the student leader thing! Thankyou God Thankyou God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i want my contacts on again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-5467509983392373625?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5467509983392373625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5467509983392373625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5467509983392373625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5467509983392373625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-went-to-east-coast-park-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-6414378336070852548</id><published>2009-10-27T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:23:14.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SWOLLEN EYE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my eye is swollen and red. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's so irritating i have to keep blinking in hard to stop myself from rubbing it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;someone help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i want to see a doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I seriously need eyedrops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i cant wear my contacts anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not anymore, but for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i need to rely on spectacle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;square shaped spectacles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I feel wierd going to school with them on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let the redness go away, please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-6414378336070852548?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/6414378336070852548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=6414378336070852548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/6414378336070852548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/6414378336070852548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/swollen-eye.html' title='SWOLLEN EYE'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-7301866848138956183</id><published>2009-10-26T21:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:28:26.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiredddddd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Today was a great, but tiring day! CCA started today. After a really long break but im super happy i can do a prefect straight split now. Im so happy. I tried hard. i worked hard. and im there! Straight in a split. how perfect. Check out my 'wish upon a star' list! IT'S FINALLY STRIKED OUTTTTTTTTT! Went bowling with the school today! It was fun! We had coaching lessons that were okay. I learnt how to bowl properly, but i didnt really use the method when we had our free time to bowl which didnt even allow us to finish one game. I got a high score. HAHAHA. Im such a show-off. i got 64 points! the highest. Im happy! it made my day. I hardly bowl and... i usually get the lowest score. or amonst the lowest score. I was screaming each time i got a strike or spare. i only got one each though. School ended at 1230 and then CCA started at 330. So we spent time playing soccer, monkey and going to the dentist! HAHAHA the dentist is nice. she's really nice. She helped me clean up my teeth and thought me how to brush my teeth properly. We talked in the nice air-con room each time we were waiting for someone else. It was nice and quiet. Perfect place to be when you have time to spare! Then we went for CCA. It was tiring but fun! Tiring cause i've totally lost my stamina. I acutally never had much. I need to train! My back hurts now. but THANK GOD I CAN DO A SPLIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights! zzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-7301866848138956183?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7301866848138956183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=7301866848138956183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7301866848138956183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7301866848138956183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/tiredddddd.html' title='tiredddddd'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1232734222054295860</id><published>2009-10-24T14:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T15:12:27.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orchard Road!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Orchard Road was fun yesterday! Better than what i expected! It was hot and our 'tour guide' was boring. I partnered Jolene on the bus and the other 'tour guide' on the bus was talking so loudly with the mic. It was blasting our ears! We went there to look at sculptures and the 11 of us, Me, Jolene, Gracia, Rene, Jayne, Stephanie, Pristina, Jing Yi, Sherlyn, Joanne and Teri went to join 1/4. Miss Ng followed us over. It was fun with her along! We ate at macs for the break and i bought back hashbrowns for my sister. It was soggy, but she still ate it after heating it up in the oven! At macs, Miss Ng sat with us and then gracia asked her about her watch and Miss Ng told Gracia it was a phone watch and she believed. I laughed so hard i nearly cried. It was actually a calculator watch only! hahaha. Then we continued walking under the hot sun and we talked alot. Miss Ng had a phobia of birds cause she got attacked twice and I have a phobia of monkey's cause i got attacked and chased by it before! It was fun and i want more learning journeys! We went back to school and then we had to do classroom cleaning, cause of the O-levels. Our class is used for isolation room again and we need to move down to 2/3. We cleared the cupboards and the floor and everywhere. We found the survival pack and it was hidden behind the CME files at the back of the classroom cupboard. There were so many expired food there and we had to dump it all away, it was such a waste! We also found a dead cockroach which was already decomposed into many pieces and i realised i wasnt that scared of cockroaches anymore! We carried all the un-expired food and the things we want to exhibit to Miss Ng's staffroom and she just squeezed it all in the locker. The staffroom is so cool. It has really cold aircon and locker. I want to go in there one day! I went to raffles with some of the BRAE and we ate at the foodcourt! I had some rice with fried chicken! It was like $6.20. So expensive. Everything is expensive there. We window-shopped and then Jolene and Joanne went home. Rene, Jayne, Gracia and I was left there and we went to Macs to sit down to drink something and looked at all the pictures we took. Later, Daddy came to pick me up and i said byebye to them. I went home and mummy bought crayfish home and she made crayfish with chilli crab sauce. It was spicy but nice! I drank wanton soup for dinner! I had so much fun cause we finally took a class photo with no one missing, except for Mrs Tay. ALL THE STUDENTS WERE PRESENT AND SO WAS MISS NG! I WANT TO SPEND MORE TIME WITH BRAE CAUSE WE MAY NOT ALL GO TO THE SAME CLASS next year!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1232734222054295860?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1232734222054295860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1232734222054295860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1232734222054295860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1232734222054295860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/orchard-road.html' title='Orchard Road!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-4579952916066633405</id><published>2009-10-23T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T19:25:24.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEARNING JOURNEY TO ORCHAD ROAD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SuGMIYXPJ-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/7NqVfJ6mdWs/s1600-h/IMG_3623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395747904173320162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SuGMIYXPJ-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/7NqVfJ6mdWs/s320/IMG_3623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this was too dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SuGMH3iwNDI/AAAAAAAAAKg/8JsK21z8ps4/s1600-h/IMG_3613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395747895363253298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SuGMH3iwNDI/AAAAAAAAAKg/8JsK21z8ps4/s320/IMG_3613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SuGMHhM1NOI/AAAAAAAAAKY/phL2qDb1Hz4/s1600-h/IMG_3616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395747889365726434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SuGMHhM1NOI/AAAAAAAAAKY/phL2qDb1Hz4/s320/IMG_3616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some art sculpture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SuGMHIHFUYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/p5K5TtB5rzs/s1600-h/IMG_3628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395747882630730114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SuGMHIHFUYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/p5K5TtB5rzs/s320/IMG_3628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this photo! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SuGMGnM19dI/AAAAAAAAAKI/9j9ZoKaOmmo/s1600-h/IMG_3621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395747873796519378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SuGMGnM19dI/AAAAAAAAAKI/9j9ZoKaOmmo/s320/IMG_3621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASS PHOTO! everyone was in it!&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/8085208886329904798-4579952916066633405?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/4579952916066633405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=4579952916066633405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/4579952916066633405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/4579952916066633405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/learning-journey-to-orchad-road.html' title='LEARNING JOURNEY TO ORCHAD ROAD.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SuGMIYXPJ-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/7NqVfJ6mdWs/s72-c/IMG_3623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-8855297476907545302</id><published>2009-10-22T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T18:27:55.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pimple</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ahhhhh, i got a pimple, not just A pimple but pimplessssssss. my face is infested with them and i look like i've got chicken pox. not that bad, but i look ugly now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Oh yes, i went to pristina's place today. actually, just for like 5 mins and the rest of the time we were at the Basketball court and Football court. It was hot, and i loved it. I like the heat, but my eyes didnt like them. They burned. and they were all squashed up and small cause of the sun. We played badminton and i won! HAHA,  jolene won too! i thought i'd turn out bad. but not so. HAHAHA. but i still prefer playing ball. its more fun. We went to eastpoint food fair to eat and the cheng tng tasted disgusting, it was tasteless actually, that's why. then i bought cheese fries and shared with the rest. hahaha im so kind. HAHA. then we went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;this is the funny part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I walked to the bus stop with rene and gracia without crossing the road. and then i said byebye when bus no. 38 came. i happily took the bus 'home' I sat on the bus, and looked out of the window and then the bus uncle made a wierd turn. I was like okay, maybe he's going one round and come back to my house so i continued sitting. then, he got further and further. i text mummy and asked if 38 went home and she said yes, but you HAVE TO CROSS THE ROAD. i was like shit. damn it. i didnt. So i got off at expo. how stupid. At least i know how to get around expo cause my church is there. I called daddy and told him i got lost, and took the wrong bus. He called me sotong. i know im so blur. but now i know how to take a bus to church. YAY! hahahaha, i called gracia and text mummy and i was laughing at myself and laughing to myself. FUNNY. AHAHA I WILL REMEMBER TO CROSS THE ROAD NEXT TIME. or just take no.9 for convenience. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i got a tan! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-8855297476907545302?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/8855297476907545302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=8855297476907545302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8855297476907545302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8855297476907545302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/pimple.html' title='pimple'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-4530357411791985458</id><published>2009-10-22T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T12:55:42.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;hello people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I just changed my braces colour, again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Its purple and orange. my favourite colourS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Im heading to pristina's house later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;We're going to play rounders and badminton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;BADMINTON is BAD. cause i cant hit the shuttle cock properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I suck at badminton. It doesnt make me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;My camera is taking a long time to charge! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;its holding me back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-4530357411791985458?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/4530357411791985458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=4530357411791985458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/4530357411791985458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/4530357411791985458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-8100000075181232390</id><published>2009-10-21T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:04:17.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOOMS DAY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Got back our results today. Im sad, but not so sad. i dont know how to say it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I glad i passed geography and chinese. I really, seriously thought i'd fail. Thank God I Passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want to go out, i want to go to the beach to cycle and tan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lets all go out together and scream out all our anger. and tan will we get a sunburn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wish i did better sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I guess i was too lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A1s? poof, my dream's gone. i didnt see a single one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-8100000075181232390?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/8100000075181232390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=8100000075181232390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8100000075181232390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8100000075181232390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/dooms-day.html' title='DOOMS DAY?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-8326677015815340067</id><published>2009-10-19T17:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T17:31:54.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piccctttuuuurreeesssssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Stwxsf9hiqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/6BjPBr_8Mb0/s1600-h/IMG_3193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394241094246566562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Stwxsf9hiqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/6BjPBr_8Mb0/s320/IMG_3193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; nice earrings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Stwxr34wkFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IfezklENRdc/s1600-h/IMG_3187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394241083489161298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Stwxr34wkFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IfezklENRdc/s320/IMG_3187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE CAN CAM-WHORE ANYWHERE, even in Topshop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out rene's expression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Stwxralg5lI/AAAAAAAAAJw/f8YrFYbfACE/s1600-h/IMG_3175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394241075623814738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Stwxralg5lI/AAAAAAAAAJw/f8YrFYbfACE/s320/IMG_3175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Stwxq6MkIuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/HedpSuSAw-g/s1600-h/IMG_3183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394241066929234658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Stwxq6MkIuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/HedpSuSAw-g/s320/IMG_3183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/StwwhLz5LeI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8JK8Fvs39FU/s1600-h/IMG_3157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394239800347274722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/StwwhLz5LeI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8JK8Fvs39FU/s320/IMG_3157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Jayne spat out the drinks she had in her mouth cause rene called her a monster! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/StwwgRe6VVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_jWIy2XuogE/s1600-h/IMG_3146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394239784690013522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/StwwgRe6VVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_jWIy2XuogE/s320/IMG_3146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Gracia doesnt want to be called small-eyed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Stwwf8vzQ-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/J2JqPWP403A/s1600-h/IMG_3121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394239779123708898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Stwwf8vzQ-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/J2JqPWP403A/s320/IMG_3121.JPG" /&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/StwwfHblYkI/AAAAAAAAAJI/N26gCcqZrJc/s1600-h/IMG_3116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394239764811833922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/StwwfHblYkI/AAAAAAAAAJI/N26gCcqZrJc/s320/IMG_3116.JPG" /&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Stwwe8L0icI/AAAAAAAAAJA/CtbTZGv0x8E/s1600-h/IMG_3106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394239761792928194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Stwwe8L0icI/AAAAAAAAAJA/CtbTZGv0x8E/s320/IMG_3106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Love you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;you'll know how much fun we had!&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-8326677015815340067?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/8326677015815340067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=8326677015815340067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8326677015815340067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8326677015815340067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/piccctttuuuurreeesssssss.html' title='piccctttuuuurreeesssssss'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Stwxsf9hiqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/6BjPBr_8Mb0/s72-c/IMG_3193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5213544968798370961</id><published>2009-10-19T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T12:09:05.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>off in lieu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Today is a holiday, its in lieu of deepavali. This is getting a little boring. I just hope i dont get too bored to the extent that i go mad. I'm excited for wednesday, but at the same time, really really worried to get back our results. I just want to find out if i'm going to 2.8 next year. I wont say 'i'm sure i cant go' yet. cause i'm just afraid what i say will come true. I just want the entire BRAE to go to the same class next year and continue to have a hell lot of fun yea? We'll never let the fun end! Today is monday, and there's supposed to be PE and dance if there's school. I want to play soccer or captain's ball! My mooncake show is getting more and more interesting! I watched it till 1am last night! HAHA, and i woke up at 11am this morning. I'm a pig, and i know that pretty well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-5213544968798370961?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5213544968798370961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5213544968798370961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5213544968798370961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5213544968798370961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/off-in-lieu.html' title='off in lieu'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-7332277233468752100</id><published>2009-10-18T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:55:52.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNDAY WITH FUN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;today is sunday, and i had alot of fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I went to church in the morning, and after that, we went to Lot 1 at choa chu kang to have lunch. The sugar cane drink was nice! After that, we went to look for clothes and shoes there. I saw a pair of nice shoes, but there wasnt my size. aww man. That pair was really nice! Hahaha, but mummy said she'll go to another branch to look for my size! Thankyou! I bought PJs from cotton on, and... shorts from BHG. Then we went to look at furniture! new sofaaaa! HAHAHA, YAY! we then went to the fish farm caus i was looking for starfish! starfish, oh starfish. I thought they were squishy and i thought they suck the themselves to the tank. But but but, the one i saw was... hard, it looked like it was made of clay. The one i saw was blue coloured and the other was maroon and grey. Its so cool. It needed the company of prawns and crabs, and loads of corals and anemone. They're so troublesome. they need to live in tanks that are big. I decided not to get it cause my house doesnt have space and another thing, they HAVE TO LIVE IN SEAWATER. I want the ones i saw at egypt. The ones that were in the red sea, the ones that were squishy and soft. aww. i'll never get it. I want a PURPLE ONE. or an ORANCE ONE, or a YELLOW or GREEN ONE! so cool! Hahahaha. I ate baked prawns for dinner and its so nice. I'm watching mooncake show now! its called moon reselience. the cantonese show. but i watch it with english subtitles! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;byebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i'm going to continue watching now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-7332277233468752100?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7332277233468752100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=7332277233468752100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7332277233468752100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7332277233468752100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunday-with-fun.html' title='SUNDAY WITH FUN!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-8810884428534676090</id><published>2009-10-17T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:52:26.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOME DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY NICOLETTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday was an awesome dayyyyyy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I had tonnes of fun, firstly, it all started because the exams were OVER! I mean who wouldnt be happy about that? I went to tampines mall and tampines 1 with gracia, rene, jayne, stephanie, pristina, ashira, joanne, and jolene. a BIG NUMBER of 9 of us! It was damn cool. We ate at tampines 1's food court, i was super super full after having the huge bowl of noodles! After that, we went to NTUC with gracia, her brother is cute, super cute, especially with his cute haircut! We went to watch imagine that together, and we ate popcorn and shared a drink. The show was nice, the girl in the movie was small and cute, i like her blanket, i have one too! Just that its smaller and its a pillowcase! Then after that we went off, and i realise i left me wallet there. THANK GOD i found it man! HAHAHA, the rest were damn nice, to follow me all the way back, and all together, telling me not to panic, and i guess Jolene was more worried than i was! THANKS GIRL! and ALL THE REST OF YOU TOO! love you guys! (: We ate frolick and i had it with mango. We made a hell lot of noise in there and thankfully, we left the place. We 'shifted' tp carls J. We made even more noise than we did in frolick and it was damn embarrassing. we had a drinking competition. First drink we terribly gassy. Second, still gassy, third, oh gosh gracia! its damn damn damn sweet! HAHAHA, jolene and i nearly died coughing. oh! and Jayne spat the drink out of her mouth, and she vomitted through her nose at the same time! HAHAHA, Rene said she was a monster for being able to drink super super fast! she drank half the cup in one big gulp. hahahha, FREE REFILS WORK FOR US! we made good EWuse of our money! Then we walked around, and followed our dear jolene to Topshop. As usual, she'll buy something from there. Jolene left, so did pristina and ashira. I went to cold storage to get daddy's birthday present that was prawn crackers and Rene, Gracia, Joanne and Jayne followed me there. TAhey put each others hands on each other's shoulders and walked. like a train, and we sort of toured around the entire supermarket like that looking for the chips section. HAHA, it was fun, but a little embarassing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'll upload the pictures soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm at my auntie's house now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;GET WELL SOON GRACIA! dont eat raw mushroom again! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-8810884428534676090?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/8810884428534676090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=8810884428534676090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8810884428534676090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8810884428534676090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/awesome-day.html' title='AWESOME DAY'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-4262195586292447998</id><published>2009-10-15T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T11:58:06.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last one, math, chinese orals!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;today was MATHEMATICS and CHINESE ORAL exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Math was tough, but not to the very bad extent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I managed to finish the paper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I ALREADY KNOW I GOT ONE QUESTION WRONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THE ONE WITH THE PENTAGONS AND FORMING A RING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I TIMES-ED TWO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;20PENTAGONS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ITS A LITTLE TOOOOOO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I totally screwed up chinese orals! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I totally embarassed myself by bringing the reading passage from the other room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TO THE EXAMINATION ROOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My examiner asked me why i brought in, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i couldnt answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SHE TOLD MY LI LAO SHI WHAT I DID and laughed ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Li Lao Shi laughed back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I read three-quarter of the words on the passage WRONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I paused so many times i think the examiner got bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I screwed up conversation by saying "then"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I stammered so much just like what i did in the passage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tomorrow's the LAST PAPER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;JUST THAT LAST ONE, and EOYS are OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;poof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;please let me pass EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I need to do science WELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I MUST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we need to shade OTAS sheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i wonder who made us do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;its just a waste of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm scared i wont be able to finish the paper because of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm getting the sneezles and sniffles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I dont want to get sick when the exams are over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GET SICK AT THE RIGHT TIME or dont even get sick, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm going to study and i'll be screaming ny head off tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I WANT TO GO PARKWAY tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I WANT TO WATCH MOVIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I WANT CLASS PARTY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I WANT PICNIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BYEBYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-4262195586292447998?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5227011969119405927</id><published>2009-10-14T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:37:32.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>math.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;math paper is tomorrow. im scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i havent stop studying since 11am, other than lunch and one break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;this is driving me crazy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but i've gotta hang on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's just another 2 more days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm sure i can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Staring at the million formulas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm going BONKERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a small brainer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I want to go 2.8 next year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-5227011969119405927?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5227011969119405927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5227011969119405927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5227011969119405927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5227011969119405927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/math.html' title='math.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1927850865960055773</id><published>2009-10-13T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T19:42:08.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>geog.geog.geog.geog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;GEOGRAPHY was difficult. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Miss Ong's quite a liar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She said it wouldnt be so difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im scared i'll flunk it just like how i did for my common test ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tomorrow's literature!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I dont know how to study for it,&lt;br /&gt;other than reading the previous practices we've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I HOPE it wont be difficult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm praying really hard that i'll be able to understand the poem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cause i dont understand most of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;GAHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;EXAMS BE GONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1927850865960055773?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1927850865960055773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1927850865960055773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1927850865960055773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1927850865960055773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/geoggeoggeoggeog.html' title='geog.geog.geog.geog'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-895016351266899620</id><published>2009-10-12T19:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:24:42.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;HISTORY WAS A KILLER PAPER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;I FORGOT TO PEEL ABOUT INTEGRATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;TOMORROW IS GEOGRAPHY PAPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-895016351266899620?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/895016351266899620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=895016351266899620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/895016351266899620'/><link rel='self' 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I did Fairfield Methodist. It wasnt that tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I need help in studying history and geography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm working hard! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I want to get over and done with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm trying so hard to cheer myself up from all these boring math, history, geog and literature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I think science is fun! HAHAHA. but.... i need the lab, i feel like inventing something now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;BOREDOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i hope all the papers dont come out too tough, better still, EASY, especially geog. im &lt;strong&gt;not going&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;FAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I mean who doesnt want that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;byebye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i need to study ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-2902145646135332676?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/2902145646135332676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=2902145646135332676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/2902145646135332676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/2902145646135332676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-one.html' title='the last one.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-3004431894625666015</id><published>2009-10-08T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:29:40.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Ss3ayZzoVuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SOEi2p0W9eQ/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 59px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390204888488105698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Ss3ayZzoVuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SOEi2p0W9eQ/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51wnzHc8DLL._SL500_AA280_.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.amazon.co.uk/Canon-Digital-IXUS-200-Camera/dp/B002LSI1KA&amp;amp;usg=__RgH3NzG8cKOcEmyuUOOvFrbn9Nc=&amp;amp;h=280&amp;amp;w=280&amp;amp;sz=14&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=9&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=IGrnR0H1i88MFM:&amp;amp;tbnh=114&amp;amp;tbnw=114&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dcanon%2Bcamera%2Bpurple%26hl%3Den%26rlz%3D1I7IBMA_en%26um%3D1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS THIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IM GOING TO STUDY FOR THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-3004431894625666015?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/3004431894625666015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=3004431894625666015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/3004431894625666015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/3004431894625666015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-want-one.html' title='I want one.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Ss3ayZzoVuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SOEi2p0W9eQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-2339312034982530436</id><published>2009-10-08T20:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:23:19.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 is an awesome number.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No. 17&lt;/strong&gt; is such an awesome number? yes, i know that. I was the first one to be called. index number 17. Miss Martens called me up to speak to her as a practice of the parent-teacher confrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, students need to talk to our own parents. Parent-teacher confrence? im going to screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;My talk with Miss Martens didnt go so badly. She was quite nice. I didnt get any scolding.&lt;br /&gt;I got a 1minute preparation time! YAY ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spent the whole time of english period 'confrencing' us.&lt;br /&gt;She loves the number 7, 17, 27, 37... just everything with the number seven.&lt;br /&gt;She called me, &lt;strong&gt;17&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I already predicted the day before. I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im so awesome!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to fail math, and fail nothing. im going to study hard.&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up my math practice worksheet miss pua gave.&lt;br /&gt;I took ages to finish 2questions. to be exact, 55mins.&lt;br /&gt;question 3? I got pristina to help me during homeroom.&lt;br /&gt;Pristina's just smart. Thanks to her, i finished till part (c)&lt;br /&gt;Now i've got part (d) to do!&lt;br /&gt;I need to brush up.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;Spend less time on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Spend less time on the television.&lt;br /&gt;Spend less time on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll try.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-2339312034982530436?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/2339312034982530436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=2339312034982530436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/2339312034982530436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/2339312034982530436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/17-is-awesome-number.html' title='17 is an awesome number.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1966570267631189776</id><published>2009-10-07T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:56:23.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The boring study days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I just want the EOYS to be OVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I spoils everything. No matter how happy you might get, it just makes everything disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I just want to get this exam done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Studying and all these note writing is driving me up the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It gets on my nerves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Im not going to complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Im going to get this done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ALL DONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;FANTASTIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1966570267631189776?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1966570267631189776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1966570267631189776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1966570267631189776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1966570267631189776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/boring-study-days.html' title='The boring study days.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-8193810496107591061</id><published>2009-10-05T18:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:53:59.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENGLISH ORAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ENGLISH ORAL WAS TODAY, wait, its TODAY WAS ENGLISH ORAL, yeah that's right. I'm so glad its over now. I think it went okay today. Im afraid for Chinese. afraid, but less afraid than for English, cause there's at least NO PICTURE DISCUSSION, the part which i suck at most. I stammered like quite badly for the ending part of the passage. my throat felt so dry. How could they dehydrate us like that for 2hours? I waited for super long okay. I was third last, but it still &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;took like years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I lOVED PE TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;We played captains ball. Miss Ng was trying to talk about some YOG stuff, like friendship, excellence, fair play... blahblah. i should stop nagging. We had to scissors, paper, stone. Just like we did, to see who would take the sashes. This is so funny, okay, not funny, PURPOSELY. hahahaha, its not that bad though. she was jsut funny. Last week, we won, we got the sashes, this week, we lost, we also got the sashes. We changed opponents. First opponent, we won them 9-0. HAHAHA YAY US! second opponent, they were too good. But it was still super super fun. i jsut kept screaming, luckily i've still got my voice. cause today was ENGLISH ORAL remember? haaa. We had to converse in chinese. my team had wierd nicknames.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Me=Ru lu (Ruldolph the red nose reindeer!)-thanks to the thousand amount of pimples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Jolene=ying tao (some chinese character)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Joanne=yue bing (mooncake)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Gracia= wo niu (snail)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sherlyn= qiu fa (ball hair)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Jing Yi = yao tong (backache)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Amanda= Ah maan dah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Miss Ng kept saying my name has "something min one"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Oh we wanted to play soccer during recess, but we didnt have time, and rene had stomachache. We returned the key and went back to class. Blahblah, English and Math, then orals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Stef, Jing Yi, Rene, Gracia , Sherlyn and I were just being stupid trying to ask each other to guess our uncle's, auntie's, cousin's names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I had loads and tonnes of fun today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;MY NEW NAME'S RUDOLPH aka RU LU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;correction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Delighted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;use good english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;hahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-8193810496107591061?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/8193810496107591061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=8193810496107591061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8193810496107591061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8193810496107591061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/english-oral.html' title='ENGLISH ORAL'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-7939077607784785332</id><published>2009-10-02T16:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:16:26.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREWED UP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SCREWED MY CHINESE PAPER UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;D7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;E8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;F9?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I think that's what's going to appear in my report book this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If not this is what you'll see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;C6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Its the &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt; i'll get for paper 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I was bored during the paper. i was staring at the paper blankly, with all those chinese passages, it nearly drove my crazy. Really, really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; CRAZY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I could &lt;strong&gt;proudly say&lt;/strong&gt; that i was dragging myself across my table from front to back, and sliding down my chair and getting back up again. I could also say i was spinning my pen on my fingers. Im still trying to master that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;My back and shoulders hurt from looking down at the papers for 1h 30mins? 1h 40mins? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;ITS KILLING ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;WTH.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i hate exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I want to get over and done with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll keep trying.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Im going to get you for my &lt;strong&gt;CHANNEL 255 and 55&lt;/strong&gt;. I&lt;strong&gt; WANT THEM NOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;once exams are gone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;its not over yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cause you sure got to see the results and its going to drag you down down down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;So bad that you feel like killing yourself man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-7939077607784785332?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7939077607784785332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=7939077607784785332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7939077607784785332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7939077607784785332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/screwed-up.html' title='SCREWED UP.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-2686027929213982976</id><published>2009-10-01T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T14:08:45.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EOYs</title><content type='html'>EOYs are here.&lt;br /&gt;today was english paper&lt;br /&gt;Newspaper report?&lt;br /&gt;5 pages of composition?&lt;br /&gt;Summary?&lt;br /&gt;Comprehension?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its over, and im going to study for&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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='EOYs'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5001463951173916271</id><published>2009-09-28T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:33:32.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;soccer in school&lt;br /&gt;had tonnes of fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;now i know how to play soccer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;JUST KICK THE BALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;we got back the fans,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;took it from the a sec4 class which has 5 fans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;took another one from the hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;now we have two fans in the classroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Practiced dance after school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;decided on our costume,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;but we're still going to continue discussing tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Exams start on Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Im repeating this cause its haunting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Im afraid to fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;GOD HELP ME, PLEASE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;History Graded Assignment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Openbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Im still scared to fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Its history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;PEEL format&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;two words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;HELP ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-5001463951173916271?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5001463951173916271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5001463951173916271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5001463951173916271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5001463951173916271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/soccer-in-school-had-tonnes-of-fun-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1240984293296983846</id><published>2009-09-28T16:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:39:03.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SONG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Pac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;king up the dreams God planted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;In the fertile soil of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I can't believe the hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;He's granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Means a chapter of your life is through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;But we'll keep you close as always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;It won't even seem you've gone'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Cause our hearts in big and small ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Will keep the love that keeps us strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And friends are friends forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;If the Lord's the Lord of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And a friend will not say never'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Cause the welcome will not end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Though it's hard to let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;In the Father's hands we know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;That a lifetime's not too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;To live as friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And with the faith and love God's given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Springing from the hope we know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;We will pray the joy you live in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Is the strength that now you show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;We'll keep you close as always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;It won't even seem you've gone'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Cause our hearts in big and small ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Will keep the love that keeps us strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And friends are friends forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;If the Lord's the Lord of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And a friend will not say never'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Cause the welcome will not end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Though it's hard to let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;In the Father's hands we know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;That a lifetime's not too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;To live as friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And friends are friends forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;If the Lord's the Lord of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And a friend will not say never'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Cause the welcome will not end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Though it's hard to let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;In the Father's hands we know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;That a lifetime's not too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;To live as friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;To live as friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Though it's hard to let you goIn the Father's hands we know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;That a lifetime's not too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;To live as friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;No a lifetime's not too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;To live as friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;~Micheal W. Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1240984293296983846?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1240984293296983846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1240984293296983846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1240984293296983846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1240984293296983846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/pac-king-up-dreams-god-planted-in.html' title='SONG'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-726375181386685323</id><published>2009-09-26T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T18:41:17.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMMANUEL'S AT MY HOUSE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;HELLO! Emmanuel's at my house. YAY! HAHAHA im having fun. I'm colouring a cars colouring page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Im so tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;AHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;EXAMS START ON THURSDAY and ITS ON ENGLISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Im hungry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-726375181386685323?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/726375181386685323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=726375181386685323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/726375181386685323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/726375181386685323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/emmanuels-at-my-house.html' title='EMMANUEL&apos;S AT MY HOUSE!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1502892787981226627</id><published>2009-09-25T18:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T18:35:53.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRACIA'S AT MY HOUSE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;GRACIA'S AT MY HOUSE! YAY! We're supposed to be studying, but we've got no mood. We've done like 3 questions? We tried. Its just so hard. HAHAHA. exams start on thursday!. We'll study tonight. on our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just camwhored. YAY. ilovetocamwhore.ilovetocamwhore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1502892787981226627?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1502892787981226627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1502892787981226627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1502892787981226627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1502892787981226627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/gracias-at-my-house.html' title='GRACIA&apos;S AT MY HOUSE!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5965869367114843235</id><published>2009-09-23T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T16:53:38.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG, its 4.35pm!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OMG, its already 4.35pm! I came back like i think 45 mins ago. and i've only eaten lunch, and used the computer. I really should get to study. ENGLISH PAPER 1 and 2 are like next THURSDAY and CHINESE PAPER 1 and 2 are next FRIDAY! Its like just another week to go. just 7days. ): I need to understand my SUMMARY MORE and my COMPREHENSION MORE and ya, okay, i need to understand EVERYTHING i'm going crazy. hahaha, i'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;I went to school like at 8am to practice dance. We still need to practice more, we're almost there! I think i'm too bossy. hahaha, sorry for bossing you around, but. I'm scared i'll get a C for dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT: We went to the computer lab to do boshi100 thing. I was so hard. hahaha, but i got just whole thing correct. haha, YAY ME! we were on facebook half of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANCE: we just practiced again. Damn, i cant do a split. and. I'm so had a doing kicks on the left side. JOLENE IS AN AWESOME DANCER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess: I ate, and then i went up to change and go through my lines for drama one LAST TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama: I wore a sarong, as a sari. I was acting as a sissy fishermen. I was wearing my hula skirt underneath, and it was still visable, like a little bit. It was so embarrasing walking to the drama room dressed like that walking down three levels with everyone staring at you. I'm never going to do this again. We saw Mr Faisal on the way and he gave me that. 'OMG what are you wearing' look. but its okay, now its over. Drama assessment was bad. It was ALL MY FAULT. i screwed everything up. I forgot most of my lines. ahhhh. Sorry to the rest of the people in my group. I literally screwed everything up. My brain is just too small for that much amount of information. All the other groups performance was great. hahaha, i think ours wasnt too bad. just that we kept on laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: I'm so pissed with the Ms KALAMA. she's freaking ANNOYING! she's got a short tongue and. ya, she's got a double chin. She only knows these two phrases "okay, be quick about it" and "PLEASE KEEP QUIET" that's all she knows. oh, spell her name backwards you get ALAMAK. I'd rather Mrs Tay come. that the stupid KALAMA. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Adlin and I and Jolene went together to look for Maggi, some person who helps the teachers with the boxes and paper stuff, we dont know who she is so we got Miss Ng to help. blahblah. Then we did someother stuff, i forgot what we did, then we went to look for miss ng again cause i wanted to tell her about the fan issue. The office just doesnt want to get someone to replace, I told Mrs Tay and she asked me to go again. and i think i went to the office of a total of 4-5times just to tell them about the fan thing. haha, i wont have to go anymore cause Miss Ng said she'll go help us check (: YAY! No more going to the office to see the mean person there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;br /&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-5965869367114843235?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5965869367114843235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5965869367114843235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5965869367114843235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5965869367114843235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/omg-its-435pm.html' title='OMG, its 4.35pm!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-2613358482789376749</id><published>2009-09-22T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:09:36.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TUESDAY after HARI RAYA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELLO! HELLO! HELLO! HAHAHA. i'm so happy cause today is tuesday. Its a SHORT DAY! We're going to have class party -HALLOWEEN cum AFTER EXAMS PARTY! YAY US! YAY 1.8! We're also going to have class tee! i know its like super super super late. but. better than nothing. its going to be limegreen/luminous green! YAY! i want my shirt design cause it says we're awesome! hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;History: Miss Yu didnt come, and there wasnt a relief so we discussed about class party and class tee on our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT: study skills. Its the last lesson. awwww.. It was fun. he taught us hypnosis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VE: We did the study skills thing. The printer was like vomiting out paper. i couldnt shop we used like i think 200 pieces of paper. like literally a WHOLE HUGE stack. My result first time was socialist. second time was lecturer. HOW COOL IS THAT. i think being a lecturer is cool, but you really got to talk ALOT. you can earn big bucks. okay, not really big, but.... reasonable BIG.HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Recess: EAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LA: we had oral presentation today and i'm glad its over! YAY! i'm able to talk louder now! without anyone telling me to TALK LOUDER MELISSA! I CAN'T HEAR YOU! hahaha, OUR MENU BOARD WAS COOL! obviously cause we're the TCC. the cool club. hahaha. okay whatever. i know im lame(: but that's me. YAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I went with pristina to go check out the prices and colour and the sizes of the class tee. then i'm back home and i ate my lunch at 345. haha, its late, but its okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BYEBYE! i should get on studying now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest.... remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-2613358482789376749?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/2613358482789376749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=2613358482789376749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/2613358482789376749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/2613358482789376749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/tuesday-after-hari-raya.html' title='TUESDAY after HARI RAYA'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-6616402947797336037</id><published>2009-09-21T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:31:50.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FABULOUS DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HELLO again! HAHA, yesterday was fabulous! I had tonnes of fun. Let me tell you what happened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Morning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Church: Paradise Church from adelaide came to singapore! YAY! the worship was super good. Sermon was good too.. then after that, we went to have lunch before going for cell meeting. I shared cup noodles and chocolate waffle. I shared both with Jiejie Jacq. I ate chicken abalone flavour and the soup was nice!! ((: Im going to QT tonight and everday!!! hahaha, quiet time. I'm going to spend time with God! AHAHA. it's going to be G.R.E.A.T!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;After the whole cell meeting thing, I followed nat home and her mum picked us up. She needed to buy cat litter, so i followed her to Eastpoint. and we got bubble tea. I drank oreo crush. YAY! it tasted nice, but it was kind of sweet. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I came home and took a nap. then i woke up. and bathed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Went to my auntie's house. They were playing with mickey and mario, the two little yorkie puppies. I'm a little scared of mario. but, I LOVE MICKEY! HAHAHA. he's that small little puppy that never barks loudly and he doesnt bite! (: I was afraid of dogs, even puppies, but im not afraid of them anymore, okay, fine at least im not afraid of puppies that much! My cousin put mickey on my lap yesterday, and it wasnt that bad. haha i just find it dirty that dogs lick me. Im not used to it. that's mickey's photo by the way. that was when he was a little younger. He's still cute. and he has really short legs! HAHAHA, and flat paws. He's one smart puppy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;We went to the terrace on the top of of my auntie's house. Her house is super big. We played with the dogs there. I was smsing Gracia half of the time. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;My sister and younger cousins were trying to train the dogs to walk straight using chairs, but they were getting tired... so they let the dogs rest, and let them go to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I went to the computer room with my other cousins and we started camwhoring. WE HAD A WHOLE WHOLE LOT OF FUN! we took like 190 pictures. YAY! HAHAHA. we were bored. we used my cousins phone to take the pictures cause her camera was out of battery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I've got to go now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-6616402947797336037?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/6616402947797336037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=6616402947797336037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/6616402947797336037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/6616402947797336037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/fabulous-day.html' title='FABULOUS DAY!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5225893478940283718</id><published>2009-09-19T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T22:31:07.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my cookies taste gooooodd!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;HELLO AGAIN PEOPLE! I JUST WANT TO TELL YOU THAT MY COOKIES TASTE VERY VEYR GOOD. THEY'RE HARD, BUT CRUNCHY! hahahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;BYEBYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-5225893478940283718?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5225893478940283718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5225893478940283718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5225893478940283718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5225893478940283718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-cookies-taste-gooooodd.html' title='my cookies taste gooooodd!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-8951121019202583594</id><published>2009-09-19T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T21:47:35.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HELLO WORLD! I'm baking cookies! or maybe you call it biscuits? I just found some simple recipe in the recipe book. I cant bake those really hard ones. THEY'RE WAY TOO DIFFICULT! I've already studied today thats why im letting myself rest by baking! I did one math assessment paper. I feel so proud of myself cause i finally studied. I took a really long long long time to get myself to do the paper. BUT I MUST NOT BE LAZY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm not going to be lazy anymore! EOY exams are coming! I MUST STUDY HARDER!!! 30mins and a 1minute break helps. I DOES FOR ME! TRY IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm going to study and play later. I'm trying harder. i'll never know what i'll expect! GAHH. more fun than ever before! I want that! TOP 20 of level here i come. I need to achieve something. I'm afraid to fail geog. I failed my common test, and i wanted to die. I'm going to force myself to study. People help me. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i'm going to make sure my cookies and my results look &amp;amp; taste good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-8951121019202583594?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/8951121019202583594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=8951121019202583594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know why &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; saying this. but it really was funny. We had assembly in class. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;. it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; that hot, and could practice my lines for drama. We all thought the drama assessment was like TODAY. but it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt;. That's very very good. Cause we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have costumes yet, and the music is like not really ready and we all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; memorised our lines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Chinese: I was drawing in my textbook, talking to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gracia&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jolene&lt;/span&gt;, and daydreaming a little bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Dance: We came up with some dance steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Recess: Nothing much. I just ate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Drama: We practiced and we screamed. I, Gracia, Jolene, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt;, Joanne and Teri played monkey with a roll of masking tape. We screamed and Mr Flanagan said we were shrieking. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haa&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;English: We had the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;continuation&lt;/span&gt; off the English projects... As normal. We had English lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;School ended. Jolene and Jayne was supposed to come to my house, but... I, only me. with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NOone&lt;/span&gt; else, went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jolene's&lt;/span&gt; house. Her house has like lizards behind the cupboard in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;studyroon&lt;/span&gt;. We thought of some dance steps. and... ya, ate chicken porridge with century egg and i think scallop. Jolene showed me Monkey. He's 6 years old. She said he was really fragile and got his ears stapled together by her cousin. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.  Her monkey has blood. and went through a few 'operations' We went out to the playground which was like 3meters from her house to practice dance. At the pavement. there were like many many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ITE&lt;/span&gt; people, but we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; care. we just danced. I dance and i fell. it was so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;embarrasing&lt;/span&gt;. )): I fell on my butt. Jolene was laughing, so was I. It hurts now. My ankle hurts. but not very badly Its not sprained. I have nice ankles that are NOT easily sprained! ((: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; ME! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;.I just finished eating dinner. I also finished drinking my orange juice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;FUNNY. Today was FUNNY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-2291593212920406554?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/2291593212920406554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=2291593212920406554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/2291593212920406554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/2291593212920406554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-is-wedesday.html' title='TODAY is WEDESDAY.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-2200612698335439990</id><published>2009-09-15T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T16:45:25.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN, and MORE FUN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Yesterday was so awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PE: We played with NO RULES! Elizabeth started to take the 'goal post' we used a hoola hoop. WE were supposed to score a goal by touching down. So she didnt want us to score a goal, she started to carry the goal around. I did that too! It was freaking fun. PE was really short. but i ran all around with the goal and got all sweaty and smelly, ew.  but i had tonnes of fun! I ended off by being referee. I started to cough. i think i was getting sick. my nose is running and i'm coughing every now and then. I wanted to die. The weather was freaking hot. Its like warm!!! I dont know where the wind has gone to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Science: We went back to class all sweaty and wet, and smelly. and what's worse, our standing fan is GONE. Its missing. We suspected someone stole it. Gracia and I asked permission from Mr Faisal to go look for the fan, he agree and we went. I thought 1/6 took it, cause the other time they took our dustpan. We have like 2 standing fans in class, but the other one is spoil. Damn. We couldnt find it, so we had to suffer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Chinese: Boring, Li lao shi's back. NO MORE GU. HAHA, my contacts dropped out and thanks to Jolene, I had it back on.She brought the solution. It was drying up cause of the fan. Im not saying the wind was strong. I just dries up fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Recess: I ate and we played rounders. I got sweaty again. Oh whatever. I was just smelly throughout the day. I ran the wrong way, I couldnt pick up the ball properly and I tried catching the ball with one hand and I failed like 5times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;English: The project file couldnt be read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Math: Some group work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Modern Dance: We didnt do much. that's good. cause my head was spinning and... hurting. I was super tired. and my back was hurting to. I'm getting old. HAHAHAHA. Im having aches everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Today: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;History: I nearly fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;IT/Study Skills: It was fun. It made me feel i needed to study more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;VE: I played my EL project video. I feel so happy its finally done! Did the Ecareer thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Recess: I ate. and went to report the loss of the fan and the spoilt one. SO WE'RE GOING TO HAVE 2 FANS! oh, i think we saw our fan on the way to art. I feel so great. Im a responsible environment rep. YAY ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;LA: Art sucks. But im the leader so i had to do something. But today wasnt that bad cause we got to paint. We did the menus. It was a success! It's half done, but we've done the title and the colour and the border! YAY US! We're so awesome. We're almost done. It looks almost perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and now im back home, i ate Macs for lunch. Im planning the things for dance and drama tomorrow. Ouch, my back hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-2200612698335439990?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/2200612698335439990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=2200612698335439990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/2200612698335439990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/2200612698335439990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-and-more-fun.html' title='FUN, and MORE FUN!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-7674940156852637776</id><published>2009-09-11T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T11:45:57.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GABOO.GABOO.GABOO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I just came back from chinese tuition like 40mins ago. It was so boring. OMG. i couldnt understand what my teacher was blabbering about and i just kept nodding my head and then i couldnt answer the question. It was so early. 930. ok, not really early. tuition first thing in the morning? that's so bad. Im going to the dentist in a while to tighten my braces. YAY. i get to change the colour but my mouth will be hurting really badly after i come home later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I changed the song of the dance AGAIN. Im still wrecking my brains for new and nice and NOT COPIED dance steps and its so hard :( Why must there be a dance subject? why? its like taking so much of our time. I know no matter how much i love to dance. this is not called proper dance that I like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;whatever. I havent studied enough this holidays. I only studied on Solution and Suspension last night cause i couldnt understand what Mr Faisal was talking about. I was sitting far back at that time whe nhe was teaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;oww. My head hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-7674940156852637776?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7674940156852637776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=7674940156852637776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7674940156852637776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7674940156852637776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/gaboogaboogaboo.html' title='GABOO.GABOO.GABOO.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-7824723266429966842</id><published>2009-09-09T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T16:39:00.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE! Im not supposed to be blogging now. so i'm going to make this a really fast one! I've finished the music for dance and I'm freaking happpppyyyy. I TRANSFERRED IT TO MY PHONE WITHOUT ANY PROBLEMS! I'm freaking happy now! but im pissed cause Windows movie maker has some problems and i cant do my video for english. I hope it'd be alright later so i can do it after dinner!!! Im going to do my math assessment and history homework now! I need more time. cause there's like so many projects and deadlines are all TERM 4 WEEK 1. Grrr.. Im angry. NOT. i want the school holidays to end cause i like school. I gained 1kg already. its not even the end of the holidays. its the MIDDLE. haha. Im going to lose that 1kg during PE and Modern Dance. I HAVE CCA tomorrow. and i hope my back and legs and shoulders will stop aching by then, or else it'd get WORSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;br /&gt;Melissa! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-7824723266429966842?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7824723266429966842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=7824723266429966842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7824723266429966842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7824723266429966842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-people-im-not-supposed-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-7609215679040404171</id><published>2009-09-08T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T23:45:16.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays are such a drag.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;this september is such a drag. i want it end quickly. we're just dumped with huge huge projects and not just one, a tonne.  I just cant understand why the they must do this to us. I miss primary school. I want to go back. haha, although im having a whole lot of fun in secondary school now. I finally finished my music for dance i took 2hours to just compile and cut the music up and the result is the song is 1mins and 01 seconds. WOW. so amazing huh? We havent started the doing the dance steps.. I'm going to try my best best best to get it right. im going to get an A for dance. If i can do it for drama, i can do it for dance too right? HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Today i went to school for the interview. ok, i think i screwed up a little, but its over. im not going to talk about it. If I get in, Thank God, If i didnt, Thank God STILL. Came home used the computer. did some math. and i attempted to do history, but i couldn't get myself to do it. I think im using the computer TOO MUCH. i think im addicted. Please God, i hope im not addicted. I'll die if im really addicted to it. Seriously! Exams are coming and i freaking out! its just in 3weeks! I know its like 'ITS ONLY THREE WEEKS' but. three weeks is super short. I havent got ready for my oral which is after my EOY exams. that is so bad. Im going to do EL project and I'll have to set my eyes on the computer AGAIN. to do the video editing. Owww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Oww, you're starting to hear me screeeeaaammm cause my eyes are starting to explooddeee! uh huh. My degree is going to increase cause of the damn computer. I want school back without exams. its much much much times a million MORE FUN. you get PE, you get Science, you get to talk to your friends and you get recess. Im aching all over from Modern Dance yesterday. im always aching as usual. Im just in flexible and i ache over slight exercises. But im so awesome. HAHAHA. i'm trying to cheer myself up. GAHHH. i need to reach school at 8am and I have to wake up at 7am. maybe 6.50am? I still have EL project after that. I'm still stuck with drama, i need to meet up with the rest, but im so packed.. Its like free time from 2.30-4.30? in the middle of now where huh? i know.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Thursday: I need to go to school at 8.30am for dance. till 12.30pm. come back for lunch im having piano lessons from 1.30pm-2.30pm. get somework done, and im going for Modern Dance from 3.30pm-5.30pm. I need to come back to do my tuition homework cause i have tuition the next morning and then i've got a dental appoinment on friday afternoon. School is much easier cause you just have to follow the normal routine. I WANT SCHOOL BACK. PLEASE, TIME PLEASE FLYYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Melissa! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-7609215679040404171?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7609215679040404171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=7609215679040404171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7609215679040404171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7609215679040404171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/holidays-are-such-drag.html' title='Holidays are such a drag.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-7352945474172449061</id><published>2009-09-07T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:04:04.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays? Maybe not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It doesn't seem to be the holidays cause its like JAMMED PACK with all those holiday classes, projects and CCA. I still haven't finished my EL project cause stephanie s didn't come today. I dont know if its her fault, or mine, or someone elses, but its just bad, cause we were supposed to finish everything today, but ended up doing the ONLY nicolette parts. Boohoo. Im going to have to take up more time on my supposed to be quite free Wedesday away to finish the whole entire filming.  Lets not talk about boring stuff. This is what happened today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i woke up at 9.55am. I was late. really late. i was supposed to get up at 9.30 or 9.00am. I was supposed to reach school at 10.20am cause i was afraid i couldn't find the MPR. cause Mrs Tay said MPR and not MPR2. She confused me. but im happy i got it right! ahahah. It wasnt in the fish tank. then we had lessons on Oral. it was quite ok. not that boring, but i really suck at oral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Waited for stephanie to come but she didnt so we decided to do the Nicolette parts and just put it all together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Went home with Gracia and Joanne. then i had lunch at home and then i went for CCA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;CCA- We danced some 'egyptian' looking dance. and i dont know what Miss Ong was talking about but i heard 'COCONUT'. We did the normal stretching routine and then we did some bar exercises and that's where i over stretched my muscle somehow. Thank God its alright now cause if not i wont be able to practice dance and go for CCA on thursday. I took quite long to do some jump and kick and im so happy i didn't get scolding from Miss ong so far. I think miss ong is okay now, and im starting to enjoy going for CCA now. just starting to like. hahaa. its normally, and as hot as ever cause we dont get to turn on the aircon, but its okay, cause we sweat it all out and i feel wet and sticky. that's not very good, but at least its exercise for me so i dont grow sideways too fast. gahh. I like the guava i just ate. Its nice. I feel tired, but i need to do my homework and study right now. MUG MUG MUG remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;EMMANUEL WENT TO THE ZOO TODAY, BUT I COULDN'T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOLYNN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YAN XIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Dancing away with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-7352945474172449061?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7352945474172449061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=7352945474172449061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7352945474172449061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7352945474172449061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/holidays-maybe-not.html' title='Holidays? Maybe not.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-848364811590560925</id><published>2009-09-06T17:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T17:16:07.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>done with it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh yes, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; finally done with settling the day we're supposed to meet up for the dance practice and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;choreographing&lt;/span&gt;. I took like forever. okay, maybe not exactly forever, but 2days? I think that's long enough. September holidays are REDUNDANT. i don't know what its for. we don't get to rest and play but we all are given this holiday to study, self-study. I can't really self study. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; really bad at that. I need company or either that. teacher teaching me. I need to learn how to self-study. someone teach me! I've finished my all my Math, English, Literature and Science holiday homework and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; left with Chinese and History. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; to finish history later. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what to do for Chinese, so i guess &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; have to ask around and then.. later on do it. that will be later, later and yes, later. I feel so tired. I want to sleep. but i also want to do work i want to mug, but i somehow &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; feel like starting. I really need to buck up in my Geography cause i failed my common test. I can't afford to fail again. I DON'T WANT TO. gosh, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; really so scared. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; only left like slightly more than 3weeks to study for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;EOY&lt;/span&gt; exams. That's so bad very very bad. 3weeks is like 3days. it'll be gone before we even know it. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ahhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i went to church in the morning and then went to T2 to have lunch., I had lunch at Polar the sugar roll place. I like the sugar roll, its nice. then we walked to T3, i drank bubble tea and ate ice-cream. I feel so heavy and fat now, too much sugar. uh oh. Then we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt; for a while i bought 4 towels their red, yellow, orange and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;greennnn&lt;/span&gt;! I like all the colours to i bought all. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gahhhh&lt;/span&gt;. My sister bought 2 pairs of shoes in less than an hour. She bought a pair of nice looking light creamy green &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;crocs&lt;/span&gt;, and another from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;oshkosh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Iwantbothshoes&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;buttheydidnthavesize&lt;/span&gt;. its always the case. she just has small tiny feet that can fit into all the shoes that have nice patterns. I want to go to sleep for now then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; wake up and do history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;br /&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-848364811590560925?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/848364811590560925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=848364811590560925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/848364811590560925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/848364811590560925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/done-with-it.html' title='done with it'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-8359000409659392040</id><published>2009-09-05T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T20:21:49.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPORTS DAYYYY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sports day was amazing. It was super fun. Although we didn't really do much.. we reached the place about 11am and.. i guess the entire event started at 830? We werent there to participate int the sports events, but to do a dance to end of the entire SPORTS DAY EVENT. I wanted to play captains ball so badly. but.. ya, we apparently we didn't and... im so going to go next year if they have another one. We just practiced before the dance. we were supposed to dance at 1215, or latest 1230, but there were some delays so we had MORE TIME TO PRACTICE! YAY! We watched some thing they were doing, but i couldnt really understand, but that's okay. It was HOT. very very very times a million hot. it was burnnnnninggg cause it was just smack NOON wiht the sun right above our poor little heads. but im glad God sent the sun there cause im so much tanner and im quite red too. Jolene i think you'd be happy if you were there. cause we'd be able to tan together! Im red on my left arm and like not red on my right arm. I dont have an explanation for that. im not that smart. HAHAHA. I have a red 'mask' over cheeks and nose and that's really cool! IM TANNNN! i look nicer. and less, less pale. It was fun under the sun, i wish i had my camera with me then so i could take the nice pictures of us dancing and.. the sun. HAHAHA. I ate KFC with Jolene and Natalie at some 888plaza near woodlands. I know sports day was so far that's why we had a special appreciation gift for us for coming from Simei all the way to woodlands. that's alot of effort. NOT really though. HAHAHA. my dad drove us there. so it wasnt tiring AT ALL. I ate KFC and then rushed back for tuition. I was dying during tuition. I was using my phone and.... i was talking to my sister across my teacher's face. She kept telling us to keep quiet, but we just started laughing in her face. We came back and then Emmanuel came to swim, but i didnt go cause i'd get rashes everytime i swim and i was too tired so i did half of my literature homework. i've decided to mug mug mug! to i have to start today, or i'll never begin, NEVER EVER. I just ate chinchow, and it's nice! I havent bathed yet, im all smelly, but you know i don't really feel like leaving the computer now. sorry, but im just so lazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dancing away with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-8359000409659392040?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/8359000409659392040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=8359000409659392040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8359000409659392040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8359000409659392040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/sports-dayyyy.html' title='SPORTS DAYYYY!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-7592432537566611483</id><published>2009-09-04T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:10:13.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to start mugging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I FAIL GEOG. I got back my report book today I FAILED GEOG COMMON TEST. I think i've said this earlier, but they didnt add all the test and homework mark together so i've got an UNDERLINE in my report book and that's so bad. I really need to start mugging during the holidays, and i just don't want to do it, but i have to. i need to. I passed english and that's a very good thing. 63.0%! YAY! i got 44% for the first common test okay. I IMPROVED ALOT. i demand an award. i want one. its just plain boring cause the only trophy in my house belongs to my sister. i don't own any. I pass all the subjects and i got 81% for chinese! that's an A1. CHINESE. is what im talking about. no matterhow much i dislike it, i have to maintain that A1 in my report book or it'll just have to go up in flames cause its so depressing to see a fail/underline in the report book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;School:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HHP: Went for some meeting from the council board and got back report book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Chinese: Gu Yuan Yuan's going back to NIE to study!!so we'll be having li lao shi back with us! YAY! i know Gu lao shi's like getting nicer and nicer. but. i think we'll be having fun,but more studying with li lao shi around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Science: CELLS=BIOLOGY= GOOD+YAY! i know this is so lame, but i love bio. YAY. no more boring physics from sem.1  i think chem is fun too! i don't want physics. its so hard. bleh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Recess: EAT. EAT. EAT. I WAS BROKE AFTER THAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MATH: i took 45mins to do the Try It 15! right Gracia and Joanne? I suck at math. its so horrible! this is reason no. 2 why i have to start mugging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LIT: I was starting to fall asleep.  Miss Aidah is nice, but poems and all those English is just boring. simply boring. really Poems that rhyme and Automato-something was just so hard. I've got lit homework for the holidays and i need HELP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;GEOG: I asked miss ong about the zero point zero in my report book. HAHA it was my fault actually, i didn't write my name and then she didnt key in my marks and after i wrote my name, i didn't return it to her. haha. but she'll willing ot give me back the marks. i got 2 upon 4 so. its like 50% and that's alot of difference from 0% i think you can tell. if not, you're a retard. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eng School. went home and slept from 445pm-7pm. i'm a SLEEPAHOLIC. i'm also known as a PIG. i'm lazy and a huge couch potato. I've only finished my science homework  and half of math. my head was aching so i feel asleep. i was planning to wake up at 6 to continue my work, but i ended up waking up to only eat dinner and go downstairs for cell group! COUCH POTATO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Byebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dancing away with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-7592432537566611483?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7592432537566611483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=7592432537566611483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7592432537566611483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7592432537566611483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-need-to-start-mugging.html' title='i need to start mugging'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-8053849289498385872</id><published>2009-09-01T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T18:55:01.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RainRain Go Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Rain rain go away come again another day little children want to play rain rain go away. Today was fun. I went to the ZOO to see my giraffes with Emmanuel and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cayden&lt;/span&gt;! You can tell from the song. it was raining today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Went to Emmanuel's house at 10am and then we headed to the zoo. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dellia's&lt;/span&gt; friend fetched us there and then went we reached there, the queue was like super super long. Today's teacher's day, so i guess they teacher's have some promotion going on. and then ya, it was so crowded and then we waited for about 30-45&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and we were finally in! we walked like for 5-10&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and then the sky turned gloomy, the wind started blowing like crazy and all the leaves were falling on the floor. it seemed like a typhoon, but of course it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt;. We decided to eat first at Ah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Meng's&lt;/span&gt; restaurant. Gosh, Ah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meng's&lt;/span&gt; already dead, so we didn't get to watch him eat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;durians&lt;/span&gt;. We only managed to watch his nephews or grandchildren, sisters, brothers oh whatever eat. we just watched from afar. It was raining and we wanted to watch a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rainforest&lt;/span&gt; shoe like and the amphibian theatre at 130, but it was cancelled. after we waited for like 20&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nevermind&lt;/span&gt;. it was still raining and then we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; go water play then, so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cayden&lt;/span&gt; went back from then on. boohoo. he seemed so so so so so so so sad when he left. like he was taking really big steps up the stairs and he had a little frown on his face. plus, he was so reluctant to say goodbye. he was thinking so hard of whether to go home and play games or stay in the zoo, with us, doing nothing waiting for the rain to stop. poor thing. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;We took the tram around the place and the rain started to stop so we were allowed to go for water play and the kids zoo area. it was fun, but super super &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cooooollldddd&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brrr&lt;/span&gt;. i was really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;freezinggggg&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dellia&lt;/span&gt; said max 20&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and i think it was less than 10&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and i was too cold and Emmanuel was shivering so we brought him out. My sis and i went to change, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Emmanuel&lt;/span&gt; wanted to go play more for a little while more so he went by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;himeslef&lt;/span&gt; (w/o us) then while he was changing and bathing, my sis and i went to buy MEDIUM mash potato. It was nice and warm it. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt;.. like really nice. so i had to eat a MEDIUM one cause i was so cold. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. i finished it like in like 2-3&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;? i ate so fast cause the wind was blowing and i was close to shivering already. after that, we headed home. We saw the giraffes along the tram ride and that was what i was waiting for a really long long long time. i left the zoo with NO REGRETS today! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! cause i managed to see my beloved giraffes. Its fur was a little damp from the rain. poor things. i hope they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; catch a cold! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dellia&lt;/span&gt; applied for a FRIENDS OF THE ZOO membership card and then we headed home. I want to go to the zoo again! and this time with my friends, and everybody that's nice to go with! I want to Emmanuel and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cayden&lt;/span&gt; again and again. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! it was fantastic today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-8053849289498385872?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/8053849289498385872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=8053849289498385872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8053849289498385872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8053849289498385872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/09/rainrain-go-away.html' title='RainRain Go Away'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-7514515629095913743</id><published>2009-08-31T14:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T14:19:07.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SptpNjUbjuI/AAAAAAAAAIw/L95BuBNa7gs/s1600-h/IMG_1708.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376006261736967906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SptpNjUbjuI/AAAAAAAAAIw/L95BuBNa7gs/s320/IMG_1708.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Today was super fun. We only went to school till 1030. but i stayed till i think 1145. i went back to visit Miss Chow. I know many of you are all going :O like i know you all have a mouth shaped in a big big 'O' but i think she's not that bad after all. at least better than gu yuan yuan right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Start of school: Assesmbly as usual, then we went up to the hall for some photo montage thing for the teachers. The teacher's had breakfast and that was so good. We didn't get anything for youth day nor for children's day last time. hahahaha. We saw all the really funny photo's and this one of Gu was up there too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;After that we we did the ACES DAY DANCE. I think this was one of the best days in school. We really had tonnes and tonnes of fun. We danced like no ones business. even Miss Martens and Miss teo were dancing. The teacher's looked like they had fun too! :D Mrs Tay looked really funny dancing up there, Miss Ng too! hahaha. she danced like one of the student leaders up there. I made cupcakes for Miss Ng, Mrs Tay and Miss Chow. The teacher's all had presents all over them. Miss Ng could hardly hold everything up. Mrs Tay was sitting down. and she had a hard time standing up cause everything was on her lap. I want to dance the ACES DAY DANCE once more. I laughed like some mad person. and we all just shaked all we could. BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM POW! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I wasn't able to take up my camera from my bag cause it was like at the corner of the hall and i was having so much fun, so in actual fact, i didn't really bother. I think i'd be fun seeing everyone dance together in the picture.  Miss Chow couldn't recognise me. haha. Joanne and I were like trying to run away after giving our presents. I'm in a dancing mood now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;dancing away with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-7514515629095913743?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7514515629095913743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=7514515629095913743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7514515629095913743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7514515629095913743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-teachers-day.html' title='HAPPY TEACHER&apos;S DAY!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SptpNjUbjuI/AAAAAAAAAIw/L95BuBNa7gs/s72-c/IMG_1708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-3822046443080434323</id><published>2009-08-28T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:44:54.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is Friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday! YAY! its like finally the weekend, but we have like homework. especially from Mrs Ng. Its like math. and i don't understand what she's saying most of the time. She's just talking and explaining too fast. she's over estimating us. i know we're smart, but we still need time to understand right? gosh. she's always spoiling all the fun by giving us alot of homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;School:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PC/HHP: Just slacked in class as usual talked and did some other stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chinese: We wanted to play splat and blow wind blow, but gu lao shi's version of those games were like SO BORING. She didn't want to play it the right way and then she asked us to sit down. So she did some chapter from the textbook and then it was over. just as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Science: We played splat properly this time, but then those who lost must answer a question and the game took like a very long time. Jing Yi was the winner and she got a sweet. She was so happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Recess: It was fun. but then Ms Martens and Mrs Joseph came in and confisfate some stuff. We were just being concern. Thank God she didn't confiscate my camera or i'd be dead. Ms Martens said we were not respecting furniture just because we sat on the table. but teacher's do that too! Mrs Tay does it! she sits on the teacher's table. So does Ms Ng and Ms Pua. they sit behind! how come they never get scolding? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lit: As usual, a little boring. i couldn't really understand what Miss Aidah was saying so i just copied.  I think we'll be getting another Graded Assignment and i don't like it! cause is like doing all the PEEL thing. i don't like that. Joanne and I were colouring our giraffes and i was colouring my tiger and Miss Aidah suddenly came up to me, but nothing happened. She's nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Geog: Miss Ong went through the Rivers and Waterfalls.. Blahblah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;English Enrichment: Oh yes, its finally the LAST LESSON TODAY! YAY!. Its like wasting my time today was just just listening to those who haven't presented. We just practically talked like almost throughout the lesson and got some certificate thing. then we went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jolene didn't come to school today. she's sick. i want her to get well quickly cause school's much much more fun with her around! I'm so happy for her cause she's wearing contacts just like me and Gracia! and she's really happy that she can write with her left hand so well. I want to do that too! Teacher's Day's Celebrations are on monday. and presents are coming in! :D i don't know why i'm happy although i'm not getting the presents! I'm going to bring my camera and take alot alot of pictures!! and it'll be all over facebook. I just love my camera and i want my own. in colour! Purple, Green, Orange, Pink. It'll be better if it had all the colours of the rainbow right Joanne? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;br /&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-3822046443080434323?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/3822046443080434323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=3822046443080434323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/3822046443080434323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/3822046443080434323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-is-friday.html' title='Today is Friday.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1087388550379222249</id><published>2009-08-27T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:45:38.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its over! FINALLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My piano exam is over and i'm so happy. YAY! i know the examiner was a kinda fierce and scary looking. he was kinda fat. and little bit bald. but that doesn't matter. I played like alot of my scales wrongly, but at least by pieces were not that bad. its all over and i don't wanna talk about it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;today i went to school at 12pm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;English: just watched the groups perform their "blessing in disguise" skit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Math: went through corrections and learn more thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Homeroom/Assembly: We went to the hall first and did some aces day dance. I think it was a little bit fun. now that i'm feeling so hyper. i think its really cool!. sorry. don't blame me i ate too much for dinner and i think the subway cookie i just ate made the hyperness worse. haha. then after that we returned to class and then discussed about the YOG mascot thing. blahblah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Modern Dance: Today we joined the seniors for dance and its going to be permanent. I don't know if its a good thing or not. but.. anyway. i didn't get any scolding like in particular only me. so it was good! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just finished doing my math. and.. ya. i'm blogging now and i want to dance the ACES DAY DANCE! i think its cool. cause i'm hyper. its fun. people people. everyone dance with me. you don't look stupid when you dance. trust me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1087388550379222249?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1087388550379222249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1087388550379222249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1087388550379222249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1087388550379222249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-over.html' title='Its over! FINALLY'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5023754719830563297</id><published>2009-08-24T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:57:56.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea Chapter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ahh! today went to tea chapter learning journey it was fun. quite fun:) we had tea. like of course we had tea. we also had tea eggs to end my hunger cause i didn't have my lunch. Tea eggs we're nice. blahblah. we had fun doing the tea stuff. but i was so afraid i'd break something and like if you beak a cup, you'll have to pay for the whole set like $450! As if it was made of gold right? i know, its really wierd and i have no answer to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;School was quite fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PE: Played Ball. Jolene had loads of fun tanning under the Sun and i'm very very glad for her that she's tanner now! YAY JOLENE! I look like rulldoff now. cause i've got ANOTHER big huge zit on my nose! argh. that's the cause of the very enjoyable PE. I hit Jolene on the head with the BBall just now cause she just happened to turn back when i was throwing the ball at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SCIENCE: nothing much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MT: got back my common test -44/50 (YAY!) i didn't think i'd get so high!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;RECESS: i forgot about ordering my nametag. opps and anyway, it was close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;EL: nothing much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MATH: Mrs Ng left our papers at home :( aww, nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LEARNING JOURNEY: We had loads of fun! Thankfully Gu yuan yuan didn't follow us along or else. gosh. i'd have been so CHINAish! YUCK. Ms Ng followed us and.. ya Jolene lost her wallet. I fell so sad for her. Poor thing. all her nice nice precious photos are inside and $20. and some other stuff like her EZ-LINK CARD. which she thought was considered as her ID. hahaha. she can't tell the difference. and she said that in front of ms ng ahahah.. she's slow. but gracia's the same. so much so for saying jolene has a slow brain. HAHAHA. Don't blame me gracia. its true. Mine's slow too! ahaha.. YAY! see? i told you i'm a retard? okay. we went back to school, then we searched the bus, but we stil couldn't find. it so we went to staffroom to look for Ms Ng. blahblah. then she called was supposed to call the bus driver person then she accidentally called Mdm Nora. hahaha.. then... i went home. I hope she'll get her wallet back tmr! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;that's all. and my piano exam is on THURSDAY. 3DAYS LEFT. I'M DAMN SCARED. GOSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-5023754719830563297?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5023754719830563297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5023754719830563297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5023754719830563297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5023754719830563297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/08/tea-chaper.html' title='Tea Chapter!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-7824368425888381536</id><published>2009-08-19T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:59:48.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I REGRET!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I REGRET, i really do! i'm so dead, i can't believe i got my first question wrong. WHY WAS I SO STUPID? I don't want to fail! OMG. i'm so dead. I really am. Its Science. i was just too stupid. i want to retake my paper. RIGHT NOW. i totally screwed up today's common test. I just got back my math test and i can't believe i got 10/20! i thought i'd fail. but i didn't! YAY! my english summary, i got 13/25, at least i didn't fail! but i wanted to get higher! i mean who doesn't right? i'm so angry. i feel like crying! argh. i just hope i get better marks for the next few questions other than my - COMFIRM WRONG ANSWER qn 1! i think i'll be the only one in the entire level who got the first one wrong. boo hoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-7824368425888381536?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7824368425888381536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=7824368425888381536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7824368425888381536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7824368425888381536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-regret.html' title='I REGRET!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-6705737783672778299</id><published>2009-08-18T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T17:20:29.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY, TODAY, GEOG PAPER</title><content type='html'>Hello World! I know i'm not supposed to be blogging at the moment cause common tests are like yesterday, today, tomorrow and the day after. Tomorrow's Science Common Test and i hope i do well. I've been writing so many pages of notes just to help myself remember and i never want to get a black out. I just want to remember everything, not even forgetting a fullstop. Today in school was not really fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography Paper: It wasn't really hard, and for the first time in my whole entire life, i didn't forget one single thing i wanted to remember. Ahaha, OMG, i'm so happy now. I hope it happens for Science tmr and Math the day after! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT/Study Skills: We couldn't find the teacher, so we practicaly roamed about the school for 45mins and the rest of the time, we spent it talking in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VE lessons: Did some leaf thing and the Gratefullness tree then in was recess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA: Research and Research&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty boring, but i'm not complaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-6705737783672778299?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/6705737783672778299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=6705737783672778299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/6705737783672778299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/6705737783672778299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-today-geog-paper.html' title='TODAY, TODAY, GEOG PAPER'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-8508088451248057802</id><published>2009-08-15T17:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:20:34.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COMMON TESTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;COMMON TESTS start on monday and its horrible. i just wish it will just end like in a POOF. But my piano exams are also coming in 13days. My minor scales are a terror, and i'll need to practice all i can. and while i still can. Fortunately we're not going to have English and Literature common tests and all our graded assignments are going to be considered that. I need to score well. I need to, i really need to. I'm sounding like a study freak now. YAY! i'm a little outta my mind now. don't mind me. We're going to miss PE again :( that means no captain's ball/netball to play. boohoo! I'm not complaining. Ahahaha. I look like a red nose reindeer now cause of my HUGE ZIT on my nose. Okay, better get on studying for my HISTORY AND CHINESE COMMON TESTS on monday!! I those subjects are my worsts, and they both have to be on the SAME DAY. How nice ya? BYEBYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dancing away with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-8508088451248057802?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/8508088451248057802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=8508088451248057802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8508088451248057802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8508088451248057802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/08/common-tests.html' title='COMMON TESTS'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-3841474178992116793</id><published>2009-08-12T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:21:08.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get well soon gracia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;GET WELL SOON GRACIA! HAHA, i'm on oovoo with veronica and lauren now, but its kinda boring without many people! First time using oovoo! but its kinda fun! (: hahaha, YAY! i'm going to make this a short post! (: BYEBYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dancing away with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-3841474178992116793?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/3841474178992116793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=3841474178992116793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/3841474178992116793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/3841474178992116793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/08/get-well-soon-gracia.html' title='Get well soon gracia!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-6989163135525593196</id><published>2009-08-08T19:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:21:39.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wonderful day!</title><content type='html'>Today was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt; Aileen's Wedding day and Rene's 13&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday that's why its been such a wonderful day! I was an usher for the wedding and its my first time and it was really fun! I know, even though it was a really small job, i think it was so fun! All we had to do was to press the lift and direct people to the reception. Oh, and always to keep smiling and say Hello! Welcome! It was great seeing people smiling at you when you greet them, except of those who just pretend you're not there. (I don't really mind, i was just doing my job well) We didn't have a place to sit so we had to sit in this tiny little room at the corner so i couldn't really see my sister (the little flower girl, who's secondary 1. I know its kind of big, but she's small and petite, so she fits the role.) march in. and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt; Aileen too, all i could see was them for 1-3 pathetic seconds walk down. But it was okay for me! After the whole service we went down to eat. I like the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;laksa&lt;/span&gt;! It was nice! oh! and the fruit tarts too! And before that, We had to put on some make-up. (we had to look presentable, not saying that we look bad before that okay! just to make us &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prettIER&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nel&lt;/span&gt; put so much eye liner for me! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;, it was kinda cool. I think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; allergic to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt; Vivien's blusher cause.. its itching a little bit now. Just like my sister. She'll develop small little tiny dots all around her face. (lets hope it doesn't happen to me) They took a while to cover up that very HUGE ZIT on my right cheek bone. It really sucks, cause its like always when we have to take loads of pictures/ or its nice event and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; get this big zit somewhere obvious on my face. (why do you have to do that) I still have some eye liner left on my eyes, i can't seem to get it off. but its okay. I had an amazing time! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;HAPPY 13&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; BIRTHDAY RENE!&lt;/span&gt; so sorry i couldn't make it for your party, but i know you had a great time! (: even w/o me there!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;br /&gt;Melissa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-6989163135525593196?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/6989163135525593196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=6989163135525593196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/6989163135525593196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/6989163135525593196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/08/wonderful-day.html' title='A wonderful day!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-2691892384191647503</id><published>2009-08-07T14:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:22:57.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy National Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Sn1uTHfoEkI/AAAAAAAAAIo/25ulvhL94uo/s1600-h/IMG_1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367172754856738130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SnwHLx1j_VI/AAAAAAAAAHI/7hibrl50lqE/s320/IMG_0990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SnwHLZAKkII/AAAAAAAAAHA/KtC342hTWqE/s1600-h/IMG_0994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367172748190322818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SnwHLZAKkII/AAAAAAAAAHA/KtC342hTWqE/s320/IMG_0994.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SnwHLBjh3pI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7x2ms9Mn2yY/s1600-h/IMG_0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367172741896199826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SnwHLBjh3pI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7x2ms9Mn2yY/s320/IMG_0958.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SnwHKiaZmRI/AAAAAAAAAGw/vWrrRmWqtrs/s1600-h/IMG_0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367172733536409874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SnwHKiaZmRI/AAAAAAAAAGw/vWrrRmWqtrs/s320/IMG_0984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY! it was fun in school today, minus the fact that it was very very hot. We celebrated National Day in school and we got to go home at 1030! I bought the new zealand ice-cream! and i think it was really good cause i was so hot at that time. I just find it so funny when people don't believe that my sister and I are twins? I know its really hard to believe.. But when you see the shocked/cannot believe/whatever you call that expression its really funny! hahaha, that was what happened today, but my sis wasn't like beside me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the effect wasn't that great. Cause i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;helped my sister show Ms Ng her science paper then i said "my sister wants me to show this to you" then she took the paper and then looked at me and asked "your what???" i said sister of course then she was like "you? and ashley? you must be kidding me" We jsut kept telling her it was true but i think she still doesn't believe us! ;D Ahahaha. The other time in Primary 3, the teacher had really big eyes, and she was so shocked her eyes looked like they were almost falling out! I like that effect!!! =) I like those photos we took! even though i'm in very few of those cause i was so busy decorating the windows!ILook sat our very very pretty windows! I know its so beautiful, cause we did it! ;D and i want a class tee! i think it will be so nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dancing away with ove, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-2691892384191647503?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/2691892384191647503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=2691892384191647503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/2691892384191647503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/2691892384191647503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-national-day.html' title='Happy National Day!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/Sn1uTHfoEkI/AAAAAAAAAIo/25ulvhL94uo/s72-c/IMG_1000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-114764002823547504</id><published>2009-08-05T19:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:22:15.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging for quite a long time, and i just saw Gracia's blog and she wrote about the math test. I know i'm quite a show off, but i am really very happy cause i got the highest in class.. and ya, its like WOW, i felt like slapping myself to see if it was a whole dream. I was like Thank God man! 21/20, (bonus qn) Its like a dream come true for me! :D I didn't expect it, really cause i usually get like really bad cause of 100million careless mistakes. I already got a lot of scolding because of that! YAY! Today is Joanne's Birthday and Orange day in school!! My leg is hurting quite a bit from modern dance today... but i think it was still bearable! my senoir just practically pushed my butt of the floor when doing a big front split fo 10seconds and my elbows and face was flat on the floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye! I'm going to eat strawberries!&lt;br /&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-114764002823547504?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/114764002823547504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=114764002823547504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/114764002823547504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/114764002823547504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-havent-been-blogging-for-quite-long.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-9071341456544606746</id><published>2009-07-31T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:00:08.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM SO HAPPY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I finally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;changed seat&lt;/span&gt; like after a week of waiting. and 1week of waiting is like suffering for me. I requested to sit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt;! ;D I'm so happy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sitting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt;! I got my request! I got my request! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! and another good thing is that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sitting next to Joanne! and like half next to Gracia. i think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; like super fortunate cause i got like 90% of what i wanted it to be. Now i can see everything like BIG BIG BIG BIG and SUPER CLEAR CLEAR CLEAR. and i won't have to worry about this problem like when i call the teacher, they can't hear me calling or they can't see my hand. Ms &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pua&lt;/span&gt; was like "Good Melissa! You're volunteering more now! What happened last time?" I felt like telling her i didn't bother cause 1) my book was horribly messy 2) you wouldn't even have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;heared&lt;/span&gt; me calling. But of course i didn't. I've &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; got 2 nice little smiley face stickers for math! and i got both today. that's all. She chose my book i think partly because i kept telling her i had ZERO stickers and then ONE pathetic sticker. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;! I can like talk to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gracia&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;joanne&lt;/span&gt; whenever i want to. ( almost &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt;). But the class is like super super less quiet now, cause &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rene&lt;/span&gt; is sitting right at the back and corner of the classroom. Oh, and she's sitting with Jolene! She's like sitting so far away from me now. And i hardly turn back to talk. (its like only the first day since we changed seat) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;.. ;) But &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; just super happy cause ya, I finally have a partner to talk to to, someone to help me in my Literature (Joanne Rocks in LITERATURE!) and Gracia is quite good in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! my grades are going to get better! I hope, thanks to my very smart friends beside, behind, and i can't say &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt; of me cause &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sitting right &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beside&lt;/span&gt; the teacher's table in the front! ;D &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm so happy&lt;/span&gt;. i just can't stop smiling, singing, dancing, and telling the whole world GOD ANSWERED MY PRAYER! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!.. I got the BEST OF BOTH WORLDS! I'm so happy. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so happy. I'm so happy! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;that's all for now! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MELISSA!&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/8085208886329904798-9071341456544606746?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/9071341456544606746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=9071341456544606746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/9071341456544606746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/9071341456544606746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-so-happy.html' title='I AM SO HAPPY!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1724070475857273601</id><published>2009-07-24T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:40:13.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she forgot again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;uh, uh, uh, Mrs Tay forgot again. I'm so sad!! .. hahaha, nah, i'm just joking. I just find it wierd that she could forget to change my place 2times? and its not like 1 week apart, its only 24hours (maybe less) Through this, i can infer that she has bad memory. ps. i'm practicing my history. I hope she doesn't forget on Monday, cause i don't think i can tahan anymore. I can't do pair work. Its really hard, cause she'll just make ME do ALL the work. Thats what i don't like about HER. Which part of "PAIR WORK" does she not understand? i mean, she's not THAT stupid right? she's kinda smart, so.. ya,  i just don't get what she's talking/thinking about. Today was quite fun, but i'm really tired after modern dance. Thanks God Ms Ong didn't scold me at all. not even a single word. Thats really good! ;D I forgot to bring my geog textbook today, but luckily teacher only used the workbook :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I laughed so hard today, i don't really know why, but i just found everything Teri said funny. I think i caught the laughing gas from Miss Jolene Teo. Tomorrow's her birthday :D haha, i know she's really happy! and Jayne's having a Birthday Party tomorrow, but she's had a fever and was sent home this morning.. GET WELL SOON! Oh, and getting back to the laughing so hard part. i laughed so hard till i had jelly legs. I couldn't take it so i sat on the stairs :D and Teri could still continue laughing and eating her seaweed and wangwang crackers. (btw, we were still super near the staffroom.) She is really daring. guess what she did, i mean like if it was me, i would feel like doing it, but not really do it. hahaha, i'm a scaredy cat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thats all, i want to say now, i'm so tired, i don't feel like typing... i just hope Mrs Tay will NOT forget to change my place on Monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dancing away with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1724070475857273601?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1724070475857273601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1724070475857273601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1724070475857273601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1724070475857273601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/07/she-forgot-again.html' title='she forgot again.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5712904546947234242</id><published>2009-07-22T18:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T18:37:48.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Date:220709 Time:18:13</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm so happy, and yes, i think tomorrow is going to be the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEST DAY EVER.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEST DAY&lt;/span&gt; word came to my mind. Cause Jolene was the one who asked Mrs Tay if she w&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'mreally sure you want to know why right? that's because today after school, Gracia, Jolene, Joanne, Jing Yi and Teri, we went to see Mrs Tay. I jsut took this really good chance of Gracia asking Mrs Tay if it was orange day tomorrow to ask Mrs Tay if i could change seat. She just said 'okay, tomorrow during homeroom, you remind me.' that's where the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as going to change our places, and then she asked if we wanted that. Ya, i think its not quite amazing/shocking that i nodded my head vigorously and said yes like some crazy person. I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AM/WILL BE/WAS/IS&lt;/span&gt; going to be very happy. cause, really, for me, i think i'll collapse/die with Alyssa beside me. i know, i'm trying very very very hard to be super duper nice to her but sometimes, its relaly hard. especially when you need we need to do pair work. I'll just turn around to Jolene and give her that 'i'm going to die' look. oh, and one more thing. guess what Mrs Tay said when i did my nodding vigourously and saying yes part. She said 'ya, i know you want to change place' then i was like WTH. you know then you don't change. i just practically suffered in silence for the past 6, coming 7months. Thank God for the MOE needing all of the classes/ schools to sit in single file cause if not, i don't know if i'm still right in the mind. I might have been at the mental hospital for going crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope i'll sit somewhere in the front, i know i'm really wierd. People just like to sit right at the back and far fa away from the teacher, but i'm kind of the opposite. i just enjoy sitting right in the front. P4 was the best times. Sitting right in front of my teacher and she won't even notice me. hahaha, Nat! i miss those times! ;D I just also want to get away from that really horrible laughter of Nicolette. She laughs like... hm.. i don't know how to explain this, but those in 1/8, i think you know what i mean. Even though you can still hear the laughter of hers when you're in the front, at least you don't feel the vibration. ps: sometimes i really do. *eww*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMEROOM is the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt; period of the day.. and i hope tomorrow will pass as fast as it can go. cause i want to change seat!!! and another thing, i hope to sit with someone good. someone fun, someone that gets along with me, someone who can help me in my work, and someone who is just simply awesome. I have a very high criteria. i know that. but its better to set high goals right?.. :) Poor Jolene, i hope you sit near me.. hahaha, and not stay at that current seat you're in now. cause .. its quite bad there, even though you have stephanie SP beside you. I know you need my voice and sillyness right? if not, it'll be dooms day everytime you go to school. you'll dread it. like i did. (I AM SO POSITIVE IT CHANGING PLACE).. I want to sit in front. thanks alot. it is also party of my failing sense of hearing and memory. hahahaha.. ok, lets see where i end up tomorrow and i'll tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;br /&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-5712904546947234242?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5712904546947234242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5712904546947234242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5712904546947234242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5712904546947234242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/07/date220709-time1813.html' title='Date:220709 Time:18:13'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-8302022495952232060</id><published>2009-07-17T19:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T09:17:59.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Friday, or maybe about the whole week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*Sigh* I'm rushing like crazy now to finish my homework. *yikes* Thankfully i have no cell group today or else i think, i'll have to wake up really early to complete my homework. Whee! I'm so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; for tomorrow! We'll be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;going out bowling at E!hub!&lt;/span&gt; and after that, i'm heading to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Teri's 13th Birthday Party&lt;/span&gt;. So sorry i'll be late D; I think this week passed really fast. It was kinda fun other than we only being able to play captian's ball for 1day during recess. and that was like the first day of the week. Today wasn't a bad day as compared to Wednesday although we have alot of homework and that we had english enrichment which just made me feel like dozing of on my table(if only i could, Nicolette was screaming on the top of her lungs and laughing like some crazy hyena-i dont know how to spell that) I still have Math Ex 7.4 where i am stuck at drawing the angles. ps. I only managed to do 1question. boring boring. I also have history w/s to do. i dont understand why homework is always the boring kind! Why can't it be science or geography?! Isn't that like 101% much better than those two really bleh stuff i mentioned above? Talking about math, in Sec 3 during streaming, i am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO WAY going to the E math&lt;/span&gt;. I'm going for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Triple science&lt;/span&gt;, if i am smart enough. I've already finish my science and geography homework, and oh yes, my english graded assignment. I aimed to finish it the first and i did so. just to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GET RID OF IT&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm so glad that its the weekends cause i'm so exhausted from all the sitting in class next to Alyssa. I hate pair work cause it's such a chore. I dont understand. really, i simply cant understand her. She's like either bringing her crossword puzzle book or sudoku book to school? You guys get it? i dont think you do. She's already got a scolding, and yes, wait, also got her book confiscated (i dont think she ever got it back) from Mrs Tay. She cant do the right thing at the right time. and another thing. She smses her dad like during class. and i dont know why her dad doesnt scold her for doing that. I'll never do that. I want to but i dont really know what to say to Mrs Tay. I&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; want&lt;/span&gt; to change seat! but.. somehow, i just havent found the time to go tell her. one problem is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm afraid she'll call me for conferencing. She's scary. I'd rather Ms Ng &lt;/span&gt;, she's much better. At least &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;she doesnt sceam like Mrs Tay&lt;/span&gt; does. The way she scolded Alyssa, i got scared. She just rolls her eyes at you. and.. ya, she screams really loudly. but at that same time when Alyssa gets scolded, i think &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;she deserves it&lt;/span&gt; cause she just doesnt wear her name tag. I mean is it so heavy? ok, i'm getting pek cek talking about her. so i better stop now. I stink, so i got to go bathe now.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Melissa! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-8302022495952232060?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/8302022495952232060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=8302022495952232060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8302022495952232060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/8302022495952232060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/07/long-friday-or-maybe-about-whole-week.html' title='A Long Friday, or maybe about the whole week.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1533625397773380822</id><published>2009-07-15T19:31:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:55:05.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today's a bad day, compared to yesterday and the day before, today is really horrible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1) It was raining the moment i woke up - I wanted it to be bright and sunny! ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2) GU YUAN YUAN- I dont think i need to elaborate further *eww*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3) It was raining, the BB court was wet and Ms Ng wasnt in school, this means we couldnt borrow the ball, so we couldnt play :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4) My favourite spoon is broken. ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm really kind of addicted to captain's ball now, i havent played it since.. i think it was last years PE lesson.. but there's one thing you need to know and thats we play with a netball, cause i just dodge whenever i see a basketball. It hurts when you get hit on the head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;GU YUAN YUAN IS A HORRIBLE TEACHER. I cant understand what she's talking about cause she has that wierd Chinese accent (she's from china) and she cant speak a single bit of english. She gets frustrated when we ask her to repeat cause we cant get her. She nearly got me to stand up just because Teri was asking me what she was talking about. or i think it was because i smiled when she told me something about GU YUAN YUAN. I think Li lao shi is much better than she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today is a really really really bad day. and i really hope that those 4things that happened today WILL NOT EVRR HAPPEN AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dancing away with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Melissa&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/8085208886329904798-1533625397773380822?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1533625397773380822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1533625397773380822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1533625397773380822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1533625397773380822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/07/bad-day.html' title='BAD DAY!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-4875478149198313811</id><published>2009-06-25T17:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:09:43.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>190609- Surprise Birthday Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It all began on a Friday.. yes, thats right, a Friday where all of us were so excited cause ITS GOING TO BE A SURPISE PARTY! I was so excited, yes, as excited as i could possibly be! We were all preparing for the party, nat had asked her auntie to make Jiejie Vivien's cheese cakee! Oh, yes talking about cheesecake, it was really nice. and it looked like its was bought! How pro right? and the food included cupcakes that out of them, 6 spelt V.I.V.I.E.N!, cookies, the wonderful cheese cake, potato caserrole (my favourite!) *grins* and sparkling juice! We had so much food that made us.. so FULL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waitwait, lets go back to where we started..&lt;br /&gt;everything was a total secret, Jiejie Vivien knew NOTHING ABOUT IT, and that was what made it so fun! (((: *squeal* We all gathered at Jiejie Aileens house at 730pm. Brought all the neccasary stuff. ps: I forgot the laptop and camera, so mummy had to go back and get it for me, and i also forgot the potato chips and wizard hats that never got to her house, cause i only remembered when i got home at 11pm. We got everthing on the table, all nicely prepared..! waited for her to come, "dingdong!' We all got so excited, till we started jumping to the door and squealing a little bit. Jiejie Aileen looked through the hole in the door and ya, it was actually my mummy.. it made us so excited for awhile!! Before that, Jiejie Aileen called Jiejie Vivien to ask her to come help her 'take some things' down for cell group that day, and she didnt even suspect a thing.. HAHAHA! When Jiejie Aileen called her, all of us were at the background laughing silently, we jsut really couldnt take it, and the moment she put down the phone, We burst in laughter!!! 'DINGDONG!' it was another dingdong, the second one, and that was 100% Jiejie Vivien. This time, we were even more excited, but tried our best to to laughing too loudly. We all hid behind the door, me, and nat grabbed with spraying poppers thing, and Jolie, Sara, and Ashley took the handmade poster to show her!! (((: She slowly opened the door and then she said something to signal us to come out and we were all shouting a spraying and showing her the poster and ya, we were shouting 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIEJIE VIVIEN!' (not it unison) she was just super super super shocked.. hehehe, she's so funny.. her mouth was in a 'O' shaped and she just started crying at the door. She came in and Nat, me and Ashley took the scrapbook to give it to her.&lt;br /&gt;Behind the scenes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkNCZWRHouI/AAAAAAAAAF8/yiXAMxG-QIk/s1600-h/IMG_0593.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351193785487827682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkNCZWRHouI/AAAAAAAAAF8/yiXAMxG-QIk/s320/IMG_0593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkNCY5f3gfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/irhAO3TpYpI/s1600-h/IMG_0596.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351193777765057010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkNCY5f3gfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/irhAO3TpYpI/s320/IMG_0596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkNCYSJ9EbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/CGPvp0uVgWU/s1600-h/IMG_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351193767204164018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkNCYSJ9EbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/CGPvp0uVgWU/s320/IMG_0573.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkNCYFZlRaI/AAAAAAAAAFk/iPDFAlZPsIk/s1600-h/IMG_0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351193763780052386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkNCYFZlRaI/AAAAAAAAAFk/iPDFAlZPsIk/s320/IMG_0577.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkNCX6d0pcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-mld92Aob_M/s1600-h/IMG_0570.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351193760845047234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkNCX6d0pcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-mld92Aob_M/s320/IMG_0570.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ok, so there she was taking the scrapbook, and of course, she was in that very very very shocked state. she looked like that - =O. i mean like literally, she just couldnt believe what we just did! (: and i yes, this is a 100% SUCCESS!!!! it was great. She happily flipped through our very nicely made scrapbook. really, it was a nice one. the very first, but i think, the nicest. Nat was so funny, she kept asking her to flip to the second last, and last page. It was our notes and the mummy's notes. we asked her to read it, but she just kept saying i cant read it, i'll go home and read. its too good... We were trying to set up the powerpoint slide for her but Jiejie Aileen's house internet was not really working that well that day. We were all betting that she'd cry during the powerpoint, cause we chose the song "my heart will go on" the titanic one? ya, it was such a good for crying song, but too bad, the internet took too long, she didnt cry anymore. and i guess Jolene was disappointed.. hehehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;All the crying was over, and we ate the food, and we drank the very nice sparkling juice... and ya, it was time to go home, im quite lazy to explain so much... but there's just one word to explain this whole thing...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;SUCCESS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Everything went well, without her knowing and that was the best part. GOOD JOB EVERYONE!!! *high five* *claps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;dancing away with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8085208886329904798-4875478149198313811?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/4875478149198313811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=4875478149198313811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/4875478149198313811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/4875478149198313811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/06/190609-surprise-birthday-party.html' title='190609- Surprise Birthday Party!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkNCZWRHouI/AAAAAAAAAF8/yiXAMxG-QIk/s72-c/IMG_0593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-4247650703567036030</id><published>2009-06-23T12:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T12:56:07.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2- Zoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBclJWEkSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XP1MaYHxbBc/s1600-h/yucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350378150549557538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBclJWEkSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XP1MaYHxbBc/s320/yucks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; I told you the cockroach was huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBck8tnLsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/-Je8O3LPfGU/s1600-h/C%26E2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350378147158634178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBck8tnLsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/-Je8O3LPfGU/s320/C%26E2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Cayden &amp;amp; Emmanuel in the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBcku4dKxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/iD-yrq7UTLU/s1600-h/C%26E.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350378143446018834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBcku4dKxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/iD-yrq7UTLU/s320/C%26E.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; While waiting for the food... (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBawjX2IzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/z7eX7MxtfQw/s1600-h/E1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350376147491627826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBawjX2IzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/z7eX7MxtfQw/s320/E1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; On the horse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBawRYGVvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/oNgyPeIJE9M/s1600-h/E%26C1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350376142660851442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBawRYGVvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/oNgyPeIJE9M/s320/E%26C1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cayden and Emmanuel - They were watching the Splash show!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBawJYXWHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gF0kNqS3Nwc/s1600-h/E2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350376140514482290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBawJYXWHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gF0kNqS3Nwc/s320/E2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brave little boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBawAb7paI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Vj-t8Kk3yKc/s1600-h/C2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350376138113525154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBawAb7paI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Vj-t8Kk3yKc/s320/C2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Brave Little boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBav1964mI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7i-Q4QiQpcs/s1600-h/AEM.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350376135303291490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBav1964mI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7i-Q4QiQpcs/s320/AEM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; On the way to the zoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;170609- Wednesday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The zoo.. i ended off.. after the eating part... yes, after eating, my sis and I followed Emmanuel and Cayden to the kids play pool. I initially tried to keep myself as dry as possible, cause i wasnt really prepared to get so wet. I only had my small towel to dry myself. But then.. After i brought Emmanuel to the slide. Which he initially was quite scared off, he finally dared to go down the small slide, and he asked me to sit on the other side. Seeing him so super cute.. he just kept saying " go, sit down" then he stretched his hand to hold my hand and ask me to sit down, i just felt obliged.. HAHA.. He is just so cute! So i sat down and went down the slide, and got ALL WET, yes, really really, ALL WET. Like soaked. But i think it was fun! There was this Big elephant pail thing.. you know those kind at wild wild wet? yeah, instead of the YAKULT one, its the elephant. and Emmnuel just didnt like that. Me too. It looked fun! but the water just gushed down so badly i think the impact was quite bad. But Cayden, he's just that little brave boy who would follow the rest of the kids to sit down there to wait for the water to pour down. He would call out to Emmanuel saying " Come didi, come sit here" He really reserved a seat for him there, but then when emmanuel sits there, When the water comes, he will run away, hehee.. he follow me cause i didnt want to get any more wet.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We also went to this very freaky house. I seriously thought the 'old woman' sitting there in front of the TV was real, even though it wasnt moving, it looked so real!!!... and there was this boy sitting on the bed. it looked freaky too.. everyone who 'lived' in the house was made of wax. and somehow i just felt weird in that place. I'd wonder how i'd react if the people there suddenly moved! There were fake gigantic mosquitoes, crickets, houseflies and... yes, of course there was a big big big cockroach! Look at the pictures above. There was this snake in a glass cabinet, and i thought it was fake, but then, it was actually breathing!!! YUCKS! But luckliy it was locked up. At the kitchen part of the house, there was the egg incubator! How cool! Ahhaha! After we got out of the freaky house, we went to this playground sort of thing, with the mini flying fox thing. They have the same one at Pasir Ris Park. Ya, i was too tired to go on it, but my sis, Emmanuel and Cayden were having alot of fun on it. Then after they had enough fun, we continued walking around the zoo, we went to this butterfly catchment thing... and i was really scared, not because of the butterflies, but because of that racoon looking monkey thing. It freaked me out cause i first saw it on a tree, climbing on a branch which was above my head. I freaked out at that time.. and then i saw another one on the floor! ARGH! i was so afraid it would grab my legs so i ran real fast. Together with Jiejie Rene.. hehee.. We wanted to get out, fast, so when the rest was looking at the fruit bats, we tried to get out on the other side, but then found out that thre was only one exit, which was also the entrace, where the racoon looking monkeys were. *yikes* I had to go back there. I decided to go see the fruit bats. Cause they were just literally stuck to eating their fruit. Then we left after taking a photo. I ran again. We saw a duck, i mean 2 ducks, that didnt really scare me, and another small peacock coloured bird, with a cocatoo head. I dont know what that is really, but i really agree what Jiejie Rene said it didnt look friendly. I ran past the racoon things and out we were, the first ones to reach there, i mean GET OUT OF THAT CREEPY PLACE. where the frogs are. But i couldnt see any frogs. only one was visible and that one was stoning through the glass. not moving. and it was quite a FAT one so i guess, it was TOO FAT TO MOVE. Then we sat on the tram to go i htink two whole rounds around the zoo. Till Emmanuel could get some sleep. We headed to the entrance or exit of the zoo... then... they ate ben &amp;amp; jerrys but i still decided to have my magnum at home! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;after that, we took the train home.. and Emmanuel came over my house of dinner!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im hungry now! Its lunch timeeeee!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dancing away with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Melissa!&lt;/span&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/8085208886329904798-4247650703567036030?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/4247650703567036030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=4247650703567036030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/4247650703567036030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/4247650703567036030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-2-zoo.html' title='Part 2- Zoo!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SkBclJWEkSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XP1MaYHxbBc/s72-c/yucks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-2023188244634607192</id><published>2009-06-18T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:33:21.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TO THE ZOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THE ZOO WAS GREAT! Yay! went to the Zoo yesterday with Emmanuel &amp;amp; Cayden! hahaha, i had so much fun!.. Even though i had to wake up early, i think.. it was worth it?.. I like waking up early, but i just cant unless, i have a really good reason like THIS. I literally woke up like a zombie, i was half-awake throughout the whole time in the train (i tried to look as awake as possible) Met Jiejie Vivien at the busstop just outside Melville. Hahaha, she was going to work! (if wish she'd follow us!) Haaa.. ya, we took the bus to Eastpoint and then the train together, but she got off at Bueno Vista (i think it was there) The bus was really crowded and i nearly fell onto someone. NEARLY. We took the train until, i think woodlands. Ya, if im not wrong, it should be there. Then, we took a cab. Emmanuel was so funny. He said "im going to the zoo to see the big big dinosaurs!" hahahaha! I guess he thinks dinosaurs STILL EXIST! Im so happy i saw my polka dotted giraffes! Hahaha, ilovegiraffes! They're tall, and.... THEY HAVE POLKA DOTS! I just realised giraffes have super long tongues! all the while i know why have long ones, but not grow to about 53cm? its like half a metre! Ive heard of short tongues, but not long ones! Hahaha.. Giraffes eat like 16 to 20hours a day. and im surprise they dont grow FAT. I know, they're vegetarians, BUT STILL! 16-20hours a day! ITS ALOT!... Watched the Splash show, and another aussies thing.. but that one, only for a while, cause it was really boring. I think Emmanuel and Cayden found it boring, so we left. Ate KFC for lunch!... ya, it was so filling. I mean 2 piece chicken! It doesnt alot, but i somehow, just didnt feel hungry! ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ill be back to finish the rest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I gtg now.. Rushing to bathe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dancing away with love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Melissa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-2023188244634607192?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/2023188244634607192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=2023188244634607192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/2023188244634607192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/2023188244634607192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-zoo.html' title='TO THE ZOO!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1901414614205360702</id><published>2009-06-13T21:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:37:41.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNBURN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My head is in a really bad state now, all because of the hot sun, yes, if you ask me, its really currently hurting quite badly. I feel so hot all over. I guess that is also due to the HOT SUN! Im really tired now cause we really cycled quite a long time! From ECP Macs (rented the bike there) to Changi airport. the runway side. We went there cause Jiejie Vivien wanted to see the planes take off. It was quite funny when she saw the plane take off there! It was like the plane taking off, and i was just in front of her. She shouted "LOOK! its taking off! its taking off! its taking off! SO NICE RIGHT? MY WISH IS FULFILLED." ahaha.. she was like screaming away, and she did that like i think 2 to 3 times. I think from ECP macs to Changi was like.. to and fro 20km, according to my dad. Haha, if it was really 20km, i can understand the pain i feel in my head and on my arms and legs. The sun was so hot! Even though we put like.. sunscreen, it didnt really work out on my shoulders and nose. I look like a clown. With a pretty red nose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It hurts like quite a bit after scratching my nose a little (i just did that). *squeal* I dont really like to put on sunscreen but i did just now. Cause they were all putting it on and daddy said i had to. Hahaha, i just put on, hoping that i wouldnt get a bad sunburn, but i think it didnt really have much difference. I dont like putting sunscreen on cause it gives me pimples. Really big ones. and itll come out on my nose, which makes it very obvious cause like my mum always says my nose it very high and sharp, she just said that to me when i showed her my sunburn on my nose! Im also hurting quite badly on my right thigh, this is not muscle ache or sunburn, but a very very very big oh ba ca. If you know what that means, its a bruise. Its like the size of a 50cents coin and a 20cents coin put together. I got it from a fall cause of the very irritating fishing lines. How can people just be so inconsiderate! Argh. I also have a abrasion. but its not too bad, just a little red. Haha, the fishing line got coiled up my bike gears and wheels. The steering suddenly swerved to the kerb cause i think it was the end if the fishing line to be able to coil. I knew there was fishing line stuck, but it didnt obstruck my cycling until then. WTH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;After the fall, we all put our bikes downto try to help me, i mean my bike get out of the tangle of the fishing line. I think Jiejie Vivien was pretty fast in getting the one at the front wheel out. Or maybe because it was just easier to get it out. It was really cool cause the biek fell quite badly and it damaged the bike, &amp;amp; the basket. I think the left brake cracked off and the basket, yes, Nat was the first to realise that it was dented, into a nicely or weirdly, whatever you called it shape. I didnt really fall so badly cause i jumped of the other side of the bike. The bike when left and i tried jumping off to the right. I still fell, but not that bad. After getting all the fishing line off the gears and everything, i felt so so so much better! THANK YOU! *hugs* *grins* Cycled back, and as usual, like for the whole time, Nat and my sis were so much farther ahead, while Jiejie vivien &amp;amp; Sara were far behind, i guess, i didnt try looking back less i have another fall. Then left with me, alone, cycling in the middle there. But it was quite ok, cause i'd get distracted with too many people around me and swerve to the other side and cause someone to fall. FYI, ive never did that before, but i think just one day that might happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We cycled all the way back and soon after, Sara catched up and she was telling me that she's used up 99% of her energy to catch up with me and i was thinking. Was i really riding that fast??? Then Jiejie Vivien catched up too, but we still couldnt see Nat and my sis. They are just fats riders. Sara and I played the name the celebrity from A-Z game. Till we saw Nat &amp;amp; my sis having a really nice time slurping sugarcane and the hawker centre entrance. We stopped over to wait for them to finish and set off again..... We finally reached the place and Sara and I were the lasts one there! hahaha, it was fun playing the game cause it got my mind off the pain in my ass. We walked to Parkway to have Sakae Sushi. We ate a total of $88 and i think that was ALOT. These whole week, Jiejie Vivien keeps treating us and i think thats not very nice. First it was awfully chocolate ice-cream, then sugarcane, then now, she paid $40. Cause there was a discount! Each of us paid $10 and she said she'd top up the rest. My sis and I kept insisting to pay $12 each, but she just kept telling us to eat more. After that, she went to the counter and she paid. Then after the cashier said "$_ _ please, then She paid and Sara just suddenly said, Thanks mum! Then the cashier guy's jaw dropped a little a gave that shocked look, and Nat said, Thankyou Mummy! Then Jiejie Vivien gave that WTH look to her. I just laughed. We started calling her mummy loon for like i think quite a long time, till after buying ice-cream to going into Topshop, to esprit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In esprit, Nat and my sis came in from the other entrance, and then suddenly came running to where Jiejie Vivien, Sara and I were standing and said " We thought we were lost and started calling MUMMY LOON! MUMMY LOON! I WAS SO SCARED!" HAHAH! then Jiejie Vivien gave them that very pekcek look!  Hahaha, she said you call me again, i kill you! then nat said i report ah! Child abuse. We really had a very fun but tiring day there. I feel really not now, and my head is spinning. Took the shuttle bus to Bedok MRT and then bus no.9 back to simei. I was really tired and blur and took out my Ez-link card to scan to get in to Melville, thinking it was the condo card. Nat and my sis were just so evil! They didnt even tell me!  i just kept thinking and saying to myself, eh, why no sound and cannot open one? I turned and then i realised. How stupid right?. and the Security Guard uncle was there. I think he was chuckling inside, i was such a joke, who wouldnt laugh right? HAHAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thats enough, i think i need panadol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dancing away with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Melissa! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1901414614205360702?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1901414614205360702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1901414614205360702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1901414614205360702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1901414614205360702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunburn.html' title='SUNBURN!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-7052078284151557099</id><published>2009-06-12T14:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:06:09.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*ouch*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SjH8Tm_kIsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/30WPeC5SUGU/s1600-h/IMG_0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346331646480360130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SjH8Tm_kIsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/30WPeC5SUGU/s320/IMG_0551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; last part of our dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SjH8TVmX6cI/AAAAAAAAAEM/LBplBE-a5c4/s1600-h/IMG_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346331641811298754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SjH8TVmX6cI/AAAAAAAAAEM/LBplBE-a5c4/s320/IMG_0544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 7 people sharing a chair? ! Jiejie vivien says ouch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SjH8S4YD2_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/LKxgRQ8MycM/s1600-h/IMG_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346331633966636018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SjH8S4YD2_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/LKxgRQ8MycM/s320/IMG_0526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sara's BABY FREEZE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SjH8Sp1H4WI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZKNnfb3e_yM/s1600-h/IMG_0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346331630062002530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SjH8Sp1H4WI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZKNnfb3e_yM/s320/IMG_0529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jolie's BABY FREEZE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SjH8SfMfyEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/dmI_j_ZTX3k/s1600-h/IMG_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346331627207247938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SjH8SfMfyEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/dmI_j_ZTX3k/s320/IMG_0518.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See! i told you! so coordinated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mirrors were a BIG help to us! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346328619069442402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SjH5jZAjiWI/AAAAAAAAADE/vd2pqi4fTK4/s320/IMG_0501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back from dance camp and im so tired, like, yes, more than you can imagine! My shoulders, calves and ass is hurting, like really! My ass is hurting, not because of dancing, but because i fell, like that explains why now.. Im really so happy that we finally did it! so PERFECTLY! I think we were like really coordinated! Though our dance was like one of the shortest, i think we were great! We (mostly Vivien) managed to choreograph the dance in just three days and dance to it so well! I'm so proud of US! hahahahahah! YAY! We all managed to memorise the steps like in 3days, I have a slight STM (short.term.memory) and i still managed to do it! Jolie was shy at first, but she was great in the end! We laughed all we could until i woke up with a slight hoarse voice. Yes, we had so much fun practicing. Practicing was just simply SO FUN! Did it over, and over, and over again. Till we all got the steps correctly. We kept practicing till Jiejie vivien was so tired, until she would say "you all practice, i see" and this was nat's line " Positions w/o vivien!" HAHA.. We were a little nervous that we would forget about the steps during the judging, but we obviously didnt except Jiejie Vivien, i dont know why, but she suddenly stood aside laughing then she sat down. I didnt even realise until i marched to her (the center point) I was thinking "eh, wheres my center point?" hahaha.. then i saw her laughing there! That was super funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We danced for the judges, and their comments were all the same - You chose the right song! All of them are so cute! just like ballerinas! Then i was thinking... Werent we supposed to puppets? not ballerinas? Haha, and they just kept saying that from i think... Day 2 of Dance Camp? Anyway, ballerinas are nice too! and the other comment was it would be nicer if you smiled more.. They asked us to plaster a smile on our face, no matter how fake it looks, at least we smiled.. haha, but another thing they also said that that plastered smile will slowly become a real smile, and it really did, not slowly, but just within hours of practice. When we practiced with the song, it was just super good, it felt like it was a concert or something! The music was so loud, especially at the "ticktockticktock" part. The whole stage just vibrated. I think the loud ticktock took away all our nervousness during the actual performance (during the teens congre) It just made us smile all the way though out! (starting from the ticktock) Hahaha, i love it! Even though it scared me a little, I still think it was crazy, made it feel like we were just practicing and having fun by ourselves. Im not really sure if we got a standing ovation. ahaha! but i know the hothot crew did! I just didnt look at the audience thats why! :))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok! thats enought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-7052078284151557099?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7052078284151557099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=7052078284151557099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7052078284151557099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7052078284151557099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/06/ouch.html' title='*ouch*'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SjH8Tm_kIsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/30WPeC5SUGU/s72-c/IMG_0551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5150096593092258844</id><published>2009-06-10T21:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:24:58.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback... Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Flashback..... Saturday. As usual, went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NTUC&lt;/span&gt; to buy groceries, but this time w/o mummy cause shes in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HK&lt;/span&gt; buying LOADS OF STUFF FOR ME (and my sister &amp;amp; dad of course) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ahaha&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;okok&lt;/span&gt;.. after that... oh wait wait, before that, ate chicken rice for lunch even though is just extracted my teeth the day before. It was nice, but i was too full to finish all so i passed my 'left overs' to my dad. And another thing, we met &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dellia&lt;/span&gt; there.. I cant believe this, Emmanuel goes to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kumon&lt;/span&gt;! I think its really cool! He's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; quite young and he's going to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kumon&lt;/span&gt;! I never did that! Oh, yes, now i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt; why i am Not So Smart.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, but thank God that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not entirely stupid, and Thank God for being in 1/8. Went back home and then went swimming with Emmanuel &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dellia&lt;/span&gt;. It was so fun cause i wore my very new swimming costume for the first time and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; swimming with Emmanuel! (((: He is just super cute cause he kept telling &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dellia&lt;/span&gt;, "hold my thumbs!" *grins* I just kept laughing......  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After dinner, (they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; stay for dinner) I went to TM to watch Hannah Montana the movie! and yes, they had this "SURE WIN JACKPOT" thing. and it was obviously my sis who spun the thing, which is actually just using your finger to touch a button. (Its touch-screen). She won a ONE for ONE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;star&lt;/span&gt; cruise ticket. Cool! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, but i was pretty disappointed cause the person in front of us won DOROTHY PERKINS vouchers or something like that. I mean like, its DOROTHY PERKINS!!! Who &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; want it!..... The Hannah Montana the Movie was really Great! I love the songs! Its just simply so cool that Taylor Swift and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt; Banks appeared in the show! Taylor Swift sung very well for that 1 song that she sang - Crazier (((: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; sang well too! ~Pop it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lock it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Polka Dot it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Country-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fy&lt;/span&gt; it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hip Hop it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;put your hawk in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;move side to side, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jump to the left,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;stick it, glide...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zig&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zag&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cross the floor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shuffle in diagonal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when the hits,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hands on your hips, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;one foot in 1-80 twist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I like the hoedown &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;throwdown&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;, I think the way she danced was quite cool!! After the show, we headed home, me feeling so groggy, i cant believe i felt i was in the show! like after the show ended, i was like in dreamland! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Couldnt&lt;/span&gt; walk to stand properly! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh gosh, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sleepy! Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dancing away with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-5150096593092258844?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5150096593092258844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5150096593092258844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5150096593092258844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5150096593092258844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/06/flashback-saturday.html' title='Flashback... Saturday'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-3723341864047762406</id><published>2009-06-09T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:36:14.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DANCE CAMP!</title><content type='html'>Today was just simply supersupersuper  fun!!! Dance camp was just fun! (((: OMG! Dance like alot!! i still cant believe that i did breakdance. Its so tiring. IT MADE MY HANDS TURN REALLY RED AND PAIN. but after all, it was so fun! Did street jazz, everything was just as fast as the wind. Really! but we all managed to get it at the end of everything!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was choreographing our VERY OWN DANCE. I loved it and the mirror in front of us! Helped alot!! I think our dance so nice! Just so well planned, although we just sort of started it.... Better, better than i thought it would be.. MUCH BETTER! I pretty tired after dancing for like.. 5hrs? maybe more.. i dont know too. All i know is we dance for a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is going to be another VERY LONG DAY! I just wanna relax for the time being before tomorrow, cause we're going to do the freezes which are like part of break dancing. I think they called it break dancing cause it practically just breaks your bones. Thats the feeling. i got it, finally. I'm just afraid ill make the whole floor vibrate cause of my bad inability of balancing! hahaha.. i cant stay very long in the air using my hands!!! :)))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, lets get back to today. after the whole dance camp thing, we headed home.. but before that, Jiejie vivien treated us to ice-cream, from awfully chocolate. You know how nice the ice-cream is? Its just simply so good. We all shared a pint. enough for everyone. Thanks Jiejie Vivien! :))))))))))).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the toilet at the mall and it was just like one of the most disgusting toilets ive been to? It practically stinks to the core! Wet, smelly, and the toilet bowl cant flush. i dont think i need to tell you more right? Thinking back, i feel like puking now. We headed home and ran after bus 12, and i think it was kinda fun even though is was panting like crazy. I finally know how its like to run after the bus. Its quite cool! But i think one time is enough experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i guess ive written enought! BYEBYE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing with love,&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-3723341864047762406?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/3723341864047762406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=3723341864047762406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/3723341864047762406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/3723341864047762406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/06/dance-camp.html' title='DANCE CAMP!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-7741070299678713149</id><published>2009-06-05T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:19:32.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm excited!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;owww... just did my extractions today.. to get my teeth our and ill get really nice teeth afterwards! :)))) im so happy! bled like for quite a long time *sobs*, but after going for cell group and laughing at the top of our lungs, im feeling SO MUCH BETTER! i really hope this is the very last time im saying "GooD ByE" to my teeth! haha.. We thinking about it, we really laughed ALOT just now during cell group! (: We typically laughed for NO REASON! Thankyou God for giving us the LAUGHING GAS to laugh and stop my teeth from bleeding! :)))) I'm really glad i went for cell group cause if not i think my teeth would still be bleeding by now! :DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;*smack* i caught another ANT. yuck, i think my whole house is infested with ants. i find ants like at every other corner of my house. even on the floor, although i still lie down on the floor to do my homework. and ill go *smack* every other minute! haaa.. no i guess you understand why i always do my assessment halfway. But for the holidays, i'm trying to finish my whole NEW assessment book. did i mention this in the last post???? Im not too sure too! heehee.. im getting forgetful after no functioning my brain for the past half of the day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;I'm so excited! Its finally DANCE CAMP on TUESDAY, WEDNESDAY and THURSDAY! im so so so so so so super super excited! We're going to make as many friends as possible! Jiejie Vivien asked us to be friendly, so we'll be going around doing this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;walk up to some stranger we meet at dance camp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;US: *clap* *snaps* * point* "Hey dude! Friends ah?* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;THEM: im guessing they'll just practically think we're the weirdest people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Im really excited, and i think thats the third time im mentioning this right? i wonder what we're going to learn during dance camp! i know dance, but what kind? WE'RE JUST GOING TO HAVE SO MUCH FUN! a time we'll never forget! Yes! and next saturday, No tuition! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Nat: No Tuition!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Nat&amp;amp;Me: Wooooooo!!!! *cheer*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;ok, thats enough for today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Dancing away with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Melissa!!!!! :)))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-7741070299678713149?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7741070299678713149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=7741070299678713149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7741070299678713149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/7741070299678713149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-excited.html' title='I&apos;m excited!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-5465047116913020980</id><published>2009-06-03T12:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:08:54.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>oh, yes holidays are finally here, but that doesn't really mean rest. It means more time for me to STUDY. Just bought a new math &amp;amp; history assessment book. I'm trying to buck up in my history, seriously, i suck in history. Very very very happy with my party on Sunday! it was super fun! Thanks for all the wonderful presents! haha, i think the present Jolynn and Jamie gave me was super super cute! The shopping Trolley with 2 very fat ducklings in each trolley, its double deckered. I'm not very sure of what some people cause they didn't write they're names on the presents, ahaha, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i finally got a FLUFF PURSE! That was one of my fave presents! you know why? yes yes, cause of my very very very nice polka dots! i think the purse is very glam cause of the poodle in front, topped up with my polka dots at the back, makes it look absolutely purrrfect! The best thing is i can fit my phone inside so i don't have to lose my phone or drop it anymore! (: YAY! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda tiring staying at home. All that is available for you to do is assessment and the computer that makes your eyes go bonkers.  oh, not forgetting the TV. but without the nice shows to watch, its just useless. I have another alternative that is good in oue way, but bad in the other, its eating. I better not eat too much less i go back to school for height and weight taking and i'll gain like 3kg? yes, that all comes from the yummy cupcakes all you guys made for me on my birthday party. I have 6! and its not the mini kind. the muffin looking ones. thankyou very much. haaa......... I'm starting to feel very fat and lazy, just like a pig after staying at home for 3days? somewhere there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-5465047116913020980?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5465047116913020980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=5465047116913020980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5465047116913020980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/5465047116913020980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/06/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-3078053916897663416</id><published>2009-05-30T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T19:11:36.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>280509 &amp; 290509</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;!! I'm back! its finally the holidays! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been waiting for this for so long! (: 280509 &amp;amp; 290509 were  just simply fun, cause it was my birthday, so of course it was fun. ;) I went out shopping! It was so fun! We shopped at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Taka&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt;! The best part was doing my nails, but the person didn't really do a good job. :'( ya, but it still was fun having someone doing your nails for you! *grins* I bought a COOKIE MONSTER SHIRT and i think it was really cute! *um.um.um.um. cookie monster!* =D oh yes, i also got presents! of course i did right? I like the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gachapon&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cinamonroll&lt;/span&gt; with a donut and a star on it! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! so cute! Thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt; Vivien! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, so many presents! I like my little furry pompom &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;keychain&lt;/span&gt; too! it just feels simply so so so good! *jumps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I can't wait till tomorrow! its party time, though its just going to be a small mini one, i still think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going to have as much fun as if it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; a HUGE one! (: Those coming, beware of the cupcake &amp;amp; chocolate overload! I think all you guys are going home with a sugar rush! Oh, and one more thing, got back results and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not really happy with my marks, i seriously cannot believe my eyes when i saw a C5 for lit. Thanks God i didn't fail any subjects, but i think i must really work hard during this school holidays, I better catch up! No matter how much i really want to tear all my assessment papers and homework up, i can't. I'll still have more fun than study though! after all, its the SCHOOL HOLIDAYS! We students need to relax or when the new school term starts, the teachers will be seeing zombies and some kind of crazy people running and jumping around with assessment papers in their mouths! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Went to Nat's house for cell group yesterday, i freaked out when i saw her kitten, as you know, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; terrified. Her kitten was cute though! nice big big big eyes! but freaking long legs that made Mohawk look like a cheetah! It ran out of the kitchen just before &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nat&lt;/span&gt; could close the door, guess what, My sis, me and Jolene &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hid&lt;/span&gt; behind the sofa, cause it was behind the piano and we were so afraid it would come out from the other side! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahaha&lt;/span&gt;! Thinking back, it was quite funny! We played the game &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sabotours&lt;/span&gt; and it ROCKED! i kept being the Miner and i was a little hyper saying "we want the gold! We want the gold!" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ahaha&lt;/span&gt;, sorry if i scared you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;! Nat was so smart she tricked us into believing she was a Miner, but she was not until the last minute, we opened the gold but she said NO! i want to put it the other way! how stupid of us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, dinner's going to be ready! I better go! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cao&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/8085208886329904798-3078053916897663416?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/3078053916897663416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=3078053916897663416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/3078053916897663416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/3078053916897663416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/05/280509-290509.html' title='280509 &amp; 290509'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1057242580720371279</id><published>2009-05-09T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:35:59.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2213 -090509</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm slacking when i'm not supposed to. It's Literature on Tuesday and I'm still like taking to time to blog (: Haaa.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELAINE! (: I really hope you're reading this and i guess you've received the 'SPECIAL DELIVERY' from me(: You're always sending me birthday cards and they're always always so so nice and BEAUTIFUL! I love your drawing and your neatest handwriting! *grins* keke.. Tmr's mothers day! HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY MUMMY! (: hahaha.. today we went out to eat seafood- pepper &amp;amp; chilli crab and.. just seafood in particular except chicken the deep fried nice ones (: Those that make you put on a lot of weight. heehee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ya, baked some really yummy almond cookies for mummy but i guess i ate most of it.. *guilty smile*  there's still some remainders okay!(: i'll try leave them for mummy. Lit is such a pain, even though i can score quite well in like.. lit.. ya, cause i practically can write a whole lot to crap and i get those marks(: I'm just aiming to get like out of the 7 subjects get 4-5 As? preferably A1s just hope i won't flung history and english summary cause with the help of JieJie Aileen i hope her tuition will help much much! (: thankyou! keke.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm listening to the videos of Emmanuel singing and i'm so amused my him(: He's simply the cutest boy on Earth! :D and not forgeting Cayden too! The two most handsome and cute boys in te World! YAY! hahaha..  I made the felt pillows during cell group.. haha, actually from the younger ones (: I learnt how to sew! haha, blanket stitch(; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I think i got to go now(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dancing away with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1057242580720371279?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1057242580720371279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1057242580720371279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1057242580720371279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1057242580720371279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/05/2213-090509.html' title='2213 -090509'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085208886329904798.post-1005375882986734979</id><published>2009-05-05T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:37:42.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MYE and Potato Gratin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ahh, finally, summary is over! I've been waiting for this moment for a longlonglonglong... ok i shouldn't exaggerate. time haha, Yesterday was English &amp;amp; Chinese -Letter writing and compo. I wouldn't say it was very difficult, but at least i managed to do it. Today is Summary and compre. haha, compre was quite ok for me.. most of the answers were quite easy to find! (: That's good! Thank God! :D Tomorrow is Chinese Paper 2 and I'm not worrying so much about that but the paper the day after tomorrow which is History and Chinese Listening Compre. I'm Worried about History, not LC. I don't have a problem in listening, get it right. heehee *grins* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm getting 'addicted' to facebook restaurant city and i have no idea why! okay, it started off with my sis! not me okay! =P I like it and i cannot believe that I'm still able to blog and play during my MYE. I expected it to be a total rush kinda thing but NO! hahaha, i think its great! I just hope i'll do well for my Math and History this time cause i kinda flung it in most of the class tests. Oh, talking about history, i still find it hard to believe that I got an A1 for History for common test. but actually, looking back, it WaS quite easy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I can't wait for my birthday which is in another.. hmm.. 23days! don't forget my present! haha, i'm just joking. Yeah! but before that.. i got a very nice present from my dentist. yes, i think that's the BEST present ever? i think you tell the sarcasm. I'm getting extractions.. just 4.. only 4 so little right? haha, yes, but 2 at a time, they won't kill me. Don't worry. ahha, i'm kinda worried that i'll look like some kind of Retard with four holes in my mouth. But i know it'll make me look much much better even though i'm losing my teeth! haha, its worth it, less teeth, better me! hahano more of the pouting kinda look! (: 19may, the day is coming soon! :D I'll be eating on one side! hha!! Yay!!! I'm just trying to think on the bright side! *giggles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm going to change my blogskin after the exams! haha, its been quite a long time since it did! (:  ooh, i'm getting hungry! potato gratin for lunch! *drools* Yumm! loads and a whole pot of cheese! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Toodles! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dancing away with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8085208886329904798-1005375882986734979?l=reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/feeds/1005375882986734979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8085208886329904798&amp;postID=1005375882986734979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1005375882986734979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8085208886329904798/posts/default/1005375882986734979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachingfor-thestars.blogspot.com/2009/05/mye-and-potato-gratin.html' title='MYE and Potato Gratin!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403037716766446328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxMHSFwE3nQ/SLeMasBfylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JqMvzl7KyA4/S220/jesusbutton.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
