<?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-7531035036416528547</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:41:25.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be there..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-8892438484368411055</id><published>2009-07-18T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T04:35:49.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So much has been going on these days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OH OH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My younger siblings came here to study(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Which means my mom came here to stay too(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Which means she'll get a car here really soon(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Which means I'll get to drive the car too(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhh :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There's only 3 more months to the big Os!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;means only 3 more months of extra classes and weekly tests!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And it dawned on me that there's only 3 more months till we all go our separate ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It feels kinda weird. Knowing that in 3 months time, I won't be going to TK anymore and call myself a TK student.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Time flies man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want a universal remote to control my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fast-Forward&lt;/span&gt; button so i can skip the crappy stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rewind&lt;/span&gt; button so i can relive certain memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pause&lt;/span&gt; button so i can freeze a specific moment in my life and let it stay for a little longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;zoom in&lt;/span&gt; button so i can see every little detail and make the right decisions in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;zoom out&lt;/span&gt; button so i can ignore tiny little irritating matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But i'll spoil the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stop&lt;/span&gt; button :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;We're reached the end of the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;There's no where to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;This is where it ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-8892438484368411055?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/8892438484368411055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=8892438484368411055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/8892438484368411055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/8892438484368411055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-much-has-been-going-on-these-days-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-1289593031916520194</id><published>2009-05-22T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T05:32:23.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been a while since the fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, shan't bring it up and let the sleeping dogs lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid year exam results were not satisfying at all.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, considering the fact that I never studied as much as i planned to, it was pretty clear that i won't get the results i aimed to get either.&lt;br /&gt;alamaq, one shan't fret about it and work harder (29412893271 times harder) for prelims(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 4 year is really dreadful :(&lt;br /&gt;But it'll probably  be the year we'll remember most in TK :D&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the remedial, the admonishments, the extra classes on Saturdays, the weekly tests, the CCAs and the other problems faced by teenagers,&lt;br /&gt; we have never failed to find our own source of entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;For example, the innovative 4F :D&lt;br /&gt;They assembled a few tables together, placed a file in the middle and turned it to a ping-pong table!&lt;br /&gt;They also used the cover for calculators to hit the ball. interesting sia :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example, the deprived kid- Louis Gan -.- LOL!&lt;br /&gt;he started by sitting on some trolley thing the school usually uses to move some equipments.&lt;br /&gt;He then started to push himself on the trolley using his legs.&lt;br /&gt;To no surprise, he found it extremely fun and entertaining and started pushing himself up and down the A to D block corridor -.-&lt;br /&gt;Not long after, he moved it all the way across to the E-J block -.-&lt;br /&gt;Used a broom as a tool to push himself so that he wouldn't need to use his legs.&lt;br /&gt;And voila! another entertainment source :D&lt;br /&gt;4F is reallllly filled with creative people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my class also not so bad one k! hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies lesson is extremely fun. no joke. ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;My class is filled with jokers mannnnn. :D&lt;br /&gt;A maths MSG for other classes: 2+ to 3 probably.&lt;br /&gt;A maths MSG for 4H'09 class  : 7&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH CHAMPION LAH SIA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but according to the other teachers beside our  a maths results, we have actually shown a remarkable improvement :D&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Mr Ip failed combine humanities by 1 mark.&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, he badgered and tried to suck up to Mdm Rozy nonstop today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mdm Rozy entered the class, speechless upon seeing Kinhoe cleaning the whiteboard.&lt;br /&gt;(i think she noes something wrong already lah at that point of time)&lt;br /&gt;*Parvesh started talking about his e maths paper after minus 1 mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Parvesh: you see this?? Halilah ah minus 1 mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Mdm Rozy: MADAM HALILAH. you all call her like friends like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Kinhoe: (trying to suck up) MADAAM ROZZY (in his american slang accent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still never get his 1 mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Zhenyuan was sleeping right beside Joe's fan. shiok uhh.&lt;br /&gt;Kinhoe, being the one who's up to no good, tossed stapler bullets right at Zhenyuan.&lt;br /&gt;But since ZY was sleeping beside the fan, i dun think he kena ah.&lt;br /&gt;*Obviously, Kinhoe got busted by Mdm Rozy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Mdm Rozy: you know ah, i was actually thinking of giving you that 1 mark. but now,  no! there goes your 1 mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Kinhoe: CHER! i've been soooo goood in your class ehh! i got listen ehh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Mdm Rozy: only for this lesson! the others??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Kinhoe: but cher! i was helping you to wake him up eh! and for that i deserve 2 marks noe! but i'm nice lah so i only ask for 1 can already ah cher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Mdm Rozy: no! i was so close to giving you that 1 mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Kinhoe: cher! i got listen eh! you look at him!(pointed directly at ZY) he sleeping! isn't that worse?? so you should minus 1 mark from him and give it to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Mdm Rozy: nooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Kinhoe: k lah cher. i borrow ah that 1 mark! next time i pass i return u that 1 mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Parvesh: eh you think wad sia. this is not HongKong exams you know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Kinhoe: cher! i failed 4 subjects! i only need 1 mark to pass combine humans! i already got scolded by my mom like crazyy u noe! cher! that 1 mark can save a life!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Mdm Rozy: too bad, you have to work harder for next exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Kinhoe: (devastated) CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Mdm Rozy: nooo cannot. and QAMARUL! no need to copy ah *pointed to the board&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Qamarul: (SIGH loudly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL AHAHHAHAAHA you should hear the way he sighed. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty psyched bout a couple of things that bound to happen reaaaal sooon :D:D&lt;br /&gt;one example would be the sec 4 interclass! ahahahha yaaay!&lt;br /&gt;OH! I almost died today mannnnz, after 2.4.&lt;br /&gt;Just like what happened after mass run, i couldn't breathe properly and i got really bad giddy spells.&lt;br /&gt;Probably caused by my heart thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot to Siyuan, Daniel, Joshua, Bridget and Olivia for your concerns :D:D&lt;br /&gt;I would probably have fainted right there and then if you guys had not told me what to do.&lt;br /&gt;and Dan! thanks for the 100+ (: i owe you one! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While staying back to wait for Sihui today, I was watching the ncc sea training with SherTing and Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;If netball physical training is like that, i'll quit netball immediately.&lt;br /&gt;It's so physically demanding and intense! Amazingly, no one quit before!&lt;br /&gt;Netball would have probably closed down for not having enough members cos we'll all quit if the PT is that tough.&lt;br /&gt;And watching our level mates taking charge of the training is darn cool.&lt;br /&gt;we were watching Hasif training the sec 1s. and boy did they get a hell of a training o.o&lt;br /&gt;even at the beginning when they were told to be in the pumping positions, one of them bent down for a while (probably tired)&lt;br /&gt;Hasif: WHY YOU BENT DOWN?! HAVENT EVEN START PUMPING YET! YOU GAY AH?!&lt;br /&gt;we went agog in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Hasif: HOW MANY ALREADY??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;sec1s: (some) 21 - (some) 22!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Hasif: I ASKED HOW MANY ALREADY??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;sec1s: (some) 22 - (a few) 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Hasif: MAKE UP YOUR MIND! HOW MANY ALREADY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;sec1s: (most) 22!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Hasif: BACK TO 20! DOWN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMBA NOE. I personally feel that Hasif, however fierce, can be a really good-strong-firm leader :D&lt;br /&gt;he was reasonable enough to make them do back from 20 instead of 0.&lt;br /&gt;the way he led the training was damn cool lah. the other sec 4s too.&lt;br /&gt;But most of the time, i cant figure out wad they were shouting. LOL. Hasif's the clearest so far.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S: if you happen to read my blog, i just want to clarify something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if you really hate every single sec 4s, tell us. Don't just stand 10 feet away, whispering insults about us to your friends and take furtive glances at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you want to stare, stare. dun look away when we stare back at you. tell us wad we've done wrong. cos as far as we know, we never did anything to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We didn't even noe your name. unless you're that 'Random' ah. then please, gather your balls and own up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-1289593031916520194?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/1289593031916520194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=1289593031916520194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1289593031916520194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1289593031916520194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/05/been-while-since-fun-d-but-oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-3542160370489005287</id><published>2009-04-28T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:43:55.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Sup, Random no 3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K before we retaliate to the wrong person,&lt;br /&gt;I realize there's 3 diff people tagging as Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random no 1, I think you're neutral and you don't want to be involved.&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for your opinions and i dun mind u tagging at all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random no 2, you are trying to defend your friends but by involving your cohort and compare it with mine.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, not a very smart thing to do. You should be prepared for your imminent comebacks from the sec 4s.&lt;br /&gt;After all, we're just defending our cohort too. But from the way you flame, I dun think you're a guy. Sorry if you are though.&lt;br /&gt;Next time, wanna scold or flame, display some 'man' lah. At least be 'man' enough to put your name down. If you dare to tag, why dun dare to tag as yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Right, Random no 3?? ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make no comments regarding your flamings about nationality.&lt;br /&gt;I have friends from everywhere, Japan, Italy, Malaysia, Hong Kong, China, England, Netherlands, Thailand, Vietnam, Korea, many more and from Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;We're all became friends partially due to interests in each others' differences (culture and etc)&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you can't appreciate such things, then that's your problem.&lt;br /&gt;I might hurt my friends by trying to insult you back. My friends are far more worth it than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, i read on the papers before (seeing your limited vocabulary, i dun think you read at all) that Singapore is the melting pot of all cultures.&lt;br /&gt;You just contradicted that national statement. You're a disgrace mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applaud you for having the guts to talk about combine science students.&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, foolish..foolish thing to do. You're just creating more troubles, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;We have better things to do. Dun you have any other friends to play with?? But alamaq, seeing your attitude, no surprise if you have no friends.&lt;br /&gt;We rather study than wasting our time on irritants such as yourself, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Combine science nia. noob shit.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;You're saying that combine science people are noob??&lt;br /&gt;okay. i believe the reason why u visited my blog is to fight for Abigail in supporting Darius, right?&lt;br /&gt;Yo mister, your friend - Abigail- is in 3H. and 3 H is a combine science class. ORRHOOR!&lt;br /&gt;Abigail, he calls you dumb. Punch him. I support you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, i think you got into A class by accident. Please check with your teacher before you flunk O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who's the one so irritating that he got punched on the face. which batch is he from?&lt;br /&gt;Your batch really got nice people noe, dun put them down a peg lah dey.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't wan to insult your batch cos there are people who are mature, sensible, respectful and pleasant who have bright futures.&lt;br /&gt;Now you're being '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WANTED&lt;/span&gt;' by many sec 4s man. If i were you, i'll sleep with 1 eye open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you did show more aggressiveness by using vulgarities and displayed more man by asking us to find you to fight, that doesn't mean you're brave and courageous.&lt;br /&gt;Is it really that challenging for you to type your name? Is your name too hard for your brain to spell? Or your brain too slow in finding the letters that you gave up after typing 2 letters?&lt;br /&gt;This is no joke, we will find you in your class. No intention to act big or anything, but we will track you down. And I can't guarantee you what might happen next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are really extremely super stubborn man, despite being told many times that you are in the wrong, you perversely insist that your point of view is right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-3542160370489005287?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/3542160370489005287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=3542160370489005287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/3542160370489005287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/3542160370489005287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/04/sup-random-no-3-k-before-we-retaliate.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-6266044097112512943</id><published>2009-04-26T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T08:10:51.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahaha. This is getting hilarious and idiotic. But it sure is fun :D&lt;br /&gt;Proving each other wrong, getting in each other's faces. Wad a better way to spend our time(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;WELCOME MY FIRST FLAMER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the first one leh, honored or not?? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously did not expect this whole argument to go this far.&lt;br /&gt;It was only between Abigail and I for a few minutes yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;And then before you know it, we both have supporters to stand by our side. Thanks so much loves!(:&lt;br /&gt;And maybe, before we know it, we have fan clubs! :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh i'm sorry, not meaning to be lame..just trying to be on the same level of immaturity as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post was initially full of childish retaliations to what you posted.&lt;br /&gt;But my friends are right, we are the sec 4s after all and we claimed to be the mature seniors.&lt;br /&gt;And that's what i'm gonna show you on behalf of the sec 4s in this post.&lt;br /&gt;We are the graduating batch, and we wanna leave without holding any grudge against anyone.&lt;br /&gt;So I will say what i have to say. And then you can say what you wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;But after this post, we, sec 4s, are washing our hands off it.&lt;br /&gt;If your MYEs are not that important to you and you guys are too smart to study for it, then go ahead and flame my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he has eyes, he has a brain and super imba amazing strength.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna state this as simple and as clear as possible so that everyone, including the smart 2010 batch stone-head (refers to random) can understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Jerome was at fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was fully aware that he's gonna hurt Darius by punching him on the face.&lt;br /&gt;We never deny that from the start. Jerome already ate the humble pie. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Jerome was at fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think i mentioned that the lacerations were caused by the glass. In fact, many times.&lt;br /&gt;If i said that, how can i argue that glass will not hurt a person???&lt;br /&gt;Lol. alamaq, you need all the help/luck you can get for O's man next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow, I'm so surprised. Totally shocked. I'm completely speechless. I was so taken aback by your answer to my rhetorical question.&lt;br /&gt;I did not see it coming. Oh gosh. you really got me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this case, the use of violence was not to solve problem.&lt;br /&gt;It's simply to teach someone a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Violence = physical force to hurt someone or cause damage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerome got canned. This means the school used violence to teach him a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;He got into troubles before, the teachers admonished him many times. Yet, he was still a little rebellious.&lt;br /&gt;So to teach him a lesson and to defend the school reputation, the school canned Jerome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Punched = Canned. Darius = Jerome. Jerome = The School. People offended by Darius = the teachers. Pugnacious = rebellious. Pride = School Reputation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I don't think your maths is that bad, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius got punched. This means Jerome used violence to teach him a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;He got into troubles before, the people who were offended by Darius admonished him many times.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, he was still a little pugnacious. So to teach him a lesson and defend Jerome's pride, Jerome punched Darius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, if you think Jerome should be expelled from the school for using violence, don't you think the school should be sued for canning people?? no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea what Jerome is like.&lt;br /&gt;You're judging him and even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;value&lt;/span&gt; him just by this fray without knowing the annals of it.&lt;br /&gt;The teachers and the school suspended him, gave him another chance by not expelling him.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't that mean that they think he's worthy of a place in the school?&lt;br /&gt;If the authorities think so, why must you insist that he should be expelled?&lt;br /&gt;If you dun care about him at all, then why must you complained about his punishments not being heavy enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You do realize wadever you posted just totally backfired right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never said that Darius is not affected. I said that Jerome is affected too.&lt;br /&gt;you were the one who made a big fuss about your MYEs. So i stated that we have our O's too.&lt;br /&gt;Then now you're saying 'so what if we have o lvls'?? So what if you have MYEs??&lt;br /&gt;And just because we're taking O lvls we have the impunity???&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, you need all the luck you can get for your Mid years, woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerome has already faced the music.&lt;br /&gt;He already faced the consequences and punishments.&lt;br /&gt;that alone already prove your sentence wrong. That proves that despite having to take our major exams this year,&lt;br /&gt;we are not free from punishments and excused from all school rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not complaining about why Jerome had to be punished.&lt;br /&gt;We all agreed that he deserved to be punished for using violence.&lt;br /&gt;We never think that just because we're the graduating batch, we are allowed to do anything we want in the school as long as we study.&lt;br /&gt;You assume that we do. Your assumptions has gotten you into this.&lt;br /&gt;We never ask anyone to make any excuses for us also.&lt;br /&gt;You say we do? Prove it. Give me examples. Prove me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Piece of advice, next time, get your facts right.&lt;br /&gt;Don't assume, don't judge, don't value without knowing everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And to my dear flamer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we are graduating after this year. But no worries, we'll be in Singapore still.&lt;br /&gt;When you get balls from heaven, type your name. so we can drop by to say hi:D&lt;br /&gt;Yo, everyone said we are the most senior batch in the school. You guys look up to us. hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;yeah you guys taking it next year, so not big enough.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh wow, you think we're showing off by saying we're taking O lvls?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know we have the bragging rights for taking O lvls the minute we're promoted to sec 4s!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even know that being O lvl candidate is something to brag about! wad a joker LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok actually i said something wrong. I just realized. sorry LOL&lt;br /&gt;I used O lvls instead of Mid years. I meant to say&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we're also taking exams. and the topics tested are heavier than yours. That you have to admit.&lt;br /&gt;But i've admitted my mistake. If you wanna make big fuss out of it, then go ahead. waste your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah you guy guys taking next year.&lt;br /&gt;Darius will be perfectly fine by then right? So wads the big fuss?&lt;br /&gt;Unless you're telling me that he had gone retarded after the punch lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are very nice and smart people in your batch that i believe will succeed when they're sec 4,&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;you&lt;/span&gt;??? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;you can beat us&lt;/span&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;WAD A JOKE! HAHAHAHA! Random, you dun even the guts to tell your name.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even sure if you have the guts to ask teachers to clarify your doubts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you wad, we're gonna take this as a challenge and motivation to study for O lvls.&lt;br /&gt;And when we do well, get ready to eat the humble pie :D&lt;br /&gt;you can say wadever you want. spam all you want. flame all you want.&lt;br /&gt;We have better things to do, like..Thrashing you in academic results(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, sec 4s have officially wash our hands off this matter.&lt;br /&gt;You guys want to continue this immature skirmish, by all means go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;We will not retaliate anymore, we will continue with our lives while you waste your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:We adviced and warned you.&lt;br /&gt;Carry on like that, and one day, you'll get it even worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-6266044097112512943?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/6266044097112512943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=6266044097112512943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/6266044097112512943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/6266044097112512943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/04/hahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-3603159810589076747</id><published>2009-04-25T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T11:08:53.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Abigail Sim, This is specially for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone needs to get something off their head/system, they'll;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-Take long walks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-Blog about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-Take long baths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-Go work out in the gym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-Shout it all out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-Long consultation with bestfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-Go to the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-Play sports (basketball/street soccer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-Take a nap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-Eat chocolate/icecream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe, to some people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-Punch someone on the face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you said, you had to blog to get it out of your system.&lt;br /&gt;And it happened to sound like you have some evil intentions but you did not.&lt;br /&gt;Woman, you wished for the school to expel him. no evil intentions?? right.&lt;br /&gt;That's your opinion, i'll leave you to it.&lt;br /&gt;But you see, not everyone does it you way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had to blog it out instead of keeping your bitter remarks to yourself cos you were so pissed at Jerome.&lt;br /&gt;You're a girl, when you're pissed off with someone you'll blog about it, take long walks, wadever.&lt;br /&gt;Take note, Jerome learned self defense. Through the choices programme, students like Jerome has learned certain martial art skills.  They'll definitely have this aggressive side.&lt;br /&gt;And come on, like you don't already know, every guy has this pride &amp;amp; honor they have to defend for. They naturally have a little tinge of competitiveness in them.&lt;br /&gt;Which i think why they argued and Jerome just lost control he punched the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say for example, you're pissed off with someone.&lt;br /&gt;You're so agitated and you're about to slap that bugger.&lt;br /&gt;Will you pause and think which side of the cheeks you should slap ?&lt;br /&gt;Decide how many strands of hair you should pull off from that bugger's head?&lt;br /&gt;put yourself in that situation, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JUST WHACK LAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius hurt Jerome's pride.&lt;br /&gt;His provocations triggered Jerome's paroxysm.&lt;br /&gt;Jerome lost control and i believe he did not punch Darius's eye on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Darius was wearing specs, the specs broke, causing the lacerations.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously everyone noes it's painful to punch someone and break the specs right.&lt;br /&gt;So can you imagine how pissed Jerome was when he did the rash action?&lt;br /&gt;So can you roughly imagine how irritating Darius was to irate Jerome that bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, if Darius had not showed attitude to Jerome&lt;br /&gt;Jerome won't even look at him twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the difference???&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it clear enough? 1/4 of the school are out planning on taking a revenge for Darius, while another 1/4 are out to claim fairness and the justice Jerome deserves.&lt;br /&gt;And oh, it means nothing to me. Sec 3s are seeking revenge huh?&lt;br /&gt;Do you really think you can get that revenge?? Try it then(:&lt;br /&gt;Entertain us. We're steeped with school works anyway.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm just saying, we will not sit down and let you take everything out on Jerome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You concurred that Darius looks for trouble at times.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how many people he had offended with his belligerent attitude?&lt;br /&gt;Just happened that he messed with the wrong person that time and he got it.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, hate to say this, but served him right.&lt;br /&gt;Why must Jerome punched Darius in the eye?? I can simply revert the question.&lt;br /&gt;Why must Darius gave attitude and find fault with others??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said it once or maybe twice.&lt;br /&gt;You're sec 3 already, and i think you are smart enough to realize that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BOTH&lt;/span&gt; Darius and Jerome are at fault.&lt;br /&gt;Let's leave it as that alright? Jerome obviously did not plan for the whole thing to go that bad right?&lt;br /&gt;He obviously did not expect Darius's specs to break causing wounds that require stitches and even surgery.&lt;br /&gt;Why must you insist that it is all his fault for punching? Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;Near MYEs?? Sec 4s are taking O lvls helloo? It's not only affecting Darius alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really need some serious attitude adjustments.&lt;br /&gt;You're surrounded by mature friends, learn from them. Do some self reflection or something.&lt;br /&gt;In case you never notice, those who are retaliating to your posts have problem only with your attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: So if one bandit wears a necklace with a cross, carry bible everywhere he goes and is a Christian, he's free to rob any bank he wants and stil go to heaven?&lt;br /&gt;It's all in the attitude.&lt;br /&gt;See, you can't even get that kind of facts/theory right.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't think before you say/act, how can you tell someone to think before they say/act?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-3603159810589076747?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/3603159810589076747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=3603159810589076747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/3603159810589076747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/3603159810589076747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/04/abigail-sim-this-is-specially-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-803277664542897465</id><published>2009-04-25T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T04:54:11.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never update my blog for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, i shall update today specially for a friend and a foe.&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a foe actually, cos i dun see you as an enemy. It just sounds nicer :D&lt;br /&gt;Let's start the little inter-blogs skirmish. Or rather, continue it, shall we?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm posolutely-absitively sure that at least 3/4 of the school are aware of the recent issue that involved violence.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, the school obviously took actions to punish the guilty party.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, the victim will not be punished by the school since he already got his personal punishment for his wrongdoing.&lt;br /&gt;See, when people started talking about this issue, 2 names came up; Jerome and Darius.&lt;br /&gt;However, recently, another name came up; Abigail. So tell me, why is that??? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, they were not fighting over/for you.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt you were at the street soccer court, where the unfortunate incident happened.&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, it was your  flagrant blog that's already repleted with entertaining spammers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that you were trying to stand up for your friend, Darius.&lt;br /&gt;And in return, apprehend that we're also trying to stand up for our friend, Jerome, from all your baseless, rash and acrimonious remarks.&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, Jerome was the one who started the violence. That, we will not deny. But he was already being castigated by the VP.&lt;br /&gt;I bet you felt the vindictive pleasures hearing he was canned publicly.&lt;br /&gt;How sure are you that your friend is completely 100% innocent?&lt;br /&gt;You're telling me that Darius is such an innocent, vulnerable and courteous sec 3 guy and Jerome is an idiot to punch him with no reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has come to an understanding without saying that both of them were at fault.&lt;br /&gt;Jerome started the violence, but Darius started the argument. Are you aware of this Miss P?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, since none of us were there to witness everything, there's no way we can assume who shall take the responsibility and who shall be rewarded impunity.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens there, stays there. What happens among them, stays among them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the issue has come to this.&lt;br /&gt;Your attitude needs some adjustment and your characteristic is sordid.&lt;br /&gt;You have no rights to take baseless stand and blame Jerome for everything. You have no rights to criticize and flout him.&lt;br /&gt;We all know Darius showed attitude, provoked Jerome. Yet, none of us flame Darius.&lt;br /&gt;For simple reason, we are mature enough to leave certain matters that don't concern us alone.&lt;br /&gt;You're Darius mother's bestfriend ah? You must have a say in the matter is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You posted; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;How could you do such a stupid, mindless, brainless, pointless thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss P, you just made an inane mistake by posting that. You have just pulled the sword of Damocles(: yay you.&lt;br /&gt;Then you posted; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;You don't deserve to be in the school anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mother's school ah? Principal's bestfriend ah? Who are you to decide who deserves and who does not?&lt;br /&gt;You also posted; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Aren't you in 4A? The best class and you do such stupid, lowly things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOHHOOOORR! My dear Miss P, you just beard the lion in his den!(: just wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure, your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHOLE LEVEL&lt;/span&gt; hates Jerome?&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm extremely sure my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHOLE LEVEL&lt;/span&gt; supports Jerome on this.&lt;br /&gt;You guys are seeking revenge?? HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on, you pugnacious little kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;*You are the dregs of the school population.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet it kills you to see Jerome in school for the rest of the year, huh?:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell,&lt;br /&gt;I think we shall leave the punishments to be decided by school and leave the matter alone.&lt;br /&gt;You, on the other hand, have some work to do. I presume you know what i mean(:&lt;br /&gt;And again, I don't see you as an enemy since we were just schoolmates.&lt;br /&gt;I'll tahan myself not to judge you. But from an outsider point of view, you need to make some attitude adjustments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;There, Abigail, I have thrown the gauntlet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S: A1 FOR ENGLISH LAH SIA :D AHAHHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-803277664542897465?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/803277664542897465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=803277664542897465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/803277664542897465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/803277664542897465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-never-update-my-blog-for-very-long.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-1695050501985113941</id><published>2009-03-20T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:07:59.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ADIDAS SALE CRAZE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW9dnHH1kI/AAAAAAAAAOo/vNSH1aCjMEo/s1600-h/20032009070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW9dnHH1kI/AAAAAAAAAOo/vNSH1aCjMEo/s320/20032009070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315863251593451074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected it to be extremely crowded by mad shoppers, but i was mistaken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No doubt the queue was freaking long (from hall 4 to hall 5b or probably longer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank goodness stef's dad came to our rescue (: he saved us the energy of standing up for hours queuing up to get inside and the precious time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so that we can shop before everything nice sold out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We owe him a dollar each in exchange. hahahaha! Stef looks ALOT like his dad (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he has a stud on his left ear! how cool! compared to my dad -.- if he ever pierce his ear, indo will start snowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The place was crowded actually, but since the expo hall is huuuuuggggeeeeee, we could all walk and skip happily and gaily to all the display items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW9d1QFOOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ss-h20ZwxBw/s1600-h/20032009071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW9d1QFOOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ss-h20ZwxBw/s320/20032009071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315863255389124834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia and I wanted to get sport shoes initially.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She found this yellow the bounce edition thing. So there's this extra thingy that makes it alot higher than other sports shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was for $90. It's quite okay actually, but i dun think those shoes are good for netball. Very unstable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was nice lah, specially the black one..alleerrmmmaqqq..damn nice luh that one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But my money will go to waste if i buy the shoes, given my darn weak ankles. yeah, now both injured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sooner or later, i'll be joining Joel with that robotic shoe thing! and i'm gonnna beat him by wearing 2 of em (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Frankly, i dun really mind! hahahha! so fun lah! but if i wear both, i cant use the crutches thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;K maybe i'll just wear one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We raided the whole place! (k i noe Olivia and I did)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stef's Dad got all the things he needed cos staff are allowed to pick the things first before the whole sale started. SO LUCKY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW8KOYRgvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/e4GGziyCAoo/s1600-h/20032009064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW8KOYRgvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/e4GGziyCAoo/s320/20032009064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315861819025359602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As Olivia and I were browsing and looking through the pile of clothes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Stef: I SUPPORT BRITAIN! how does it look?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;ZJ: looks okay actually. how's this one?&lt;/span&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;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW8Kl60CvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/2NXaChJm0AU/s1600-h/20032009066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW8Kl60CvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/2NXaChJm0AU/s320/20032009066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315861825344244466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Aaron: *picked out some shirt from China* zeejay! This looks ok on you. but naahh...&lt;/span&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;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW8KW6GCcI/AAAAAAAAAOI/7bIliEu0k1o/s1600-h/20032009065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW8KW6GCcI/AAAAAAAAAOI/7bIliEu0k1o/s320/20032009065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315861821314697666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Aaron: *turned* STEF! This looks okay on you too! but naaahhhh...&lt;/span&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;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW8KgAULCI/AAAAAAAAAOY/s9QsDjIoF4M/s1600-h/20032009068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW8KgAULCI/AAAAAAAAAOY/s9QsDjIoF4M/s320/20032009068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315861823756708898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;All of em: ahh we give up. shopping sucks. *left*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOL! hahahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;notice the guy at the back. LOL! hahahha&lt;/span&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;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW8K0ayahI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Q5haR0wzGJ4/s1600-h/20032009069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW8K0ayahI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Q5haR0wzGJ4/s320/20032009069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315861829236451858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now we know Stef's very young at heart (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's some tiny toddler's hat.&lt;/span&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;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the end, I got a blue jacket (no hood but still, YAY) and a white-orange top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Olivia was having a hard time deciding which to buy, purple top or green skirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW9eJqyq1I/AAAAAAAAAPA/_xw43XhJAZ4/s1600-h/20032009074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW9eJqyq1I/AAAAAAAAAPA/_xw43XhJAZ4/s320/20032009074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315863260869864274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW9eEQcnjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/UEzBB0oDljc/s1600-h/20032009072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW9eEQcnjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/UEzBB0oDljc/s320/20032009072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315863259417189938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much consideration and assistance from the fashion consultants, she chose the top. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We saw some ex TKsian there (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not all girls are baby magnets! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The baby looked at me with her huge eyes! So i smiled at her and she started getting high!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She smiled and laughed (with those baby laughter actions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SO ADORABLE! HOW CAN U GUYS JUST STAND THERE NOT SMILING BACK??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOL! Stef's junior thought babies are edible somemore. *smacks forehead* -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Olivia left with ZJ to bussed home. and the rest of us mrted home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've never been to expo mrt station before sia. and to my amazement..SHAPED LIKE UFO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no kidding! so cool luh alamaq. Stef had to top up his card and..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Stef:*inserted the $5 note* COME ON GREEN APEK! DUN COME OUT DUN COME OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Aaron: Eh today not red apek ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Stef's junior: Why not orange apek???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Jo: *figured they talking about the money* WHY APEKS??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;*SO SORRY! I WAS TOO AMAZED BY THE UFO I FORGOT THE EXPLANATION*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Jo: Then which one is purple apek?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Aaron: $2 ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Stef's junior: $1000 also purple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Stef: But those 2 different shades of purple right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Jo: $1000 darker, so the old purple apek is $1000 the young purple apek $2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Them: YEAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ahahahaha! someone started emo-ing while the other 2 were high. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So those 2 were, in a way, irritating the emo one by singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then Stef decided to imitate Aaron totally. I have the video actually. But i cant load it up since i've no youtube acc wadsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But it's so hilarious, cos at one pt time, the emo one suddenly snapped and smacked the high one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the high one was 'SHIT! OOWW OWWW OWWW OWWW SHIT!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He smacked once. LOL! but definitely painful. and now we know not to mess with emo ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stef's Junior left after we alighted at  paya lebar station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got on the bus, and we met another ex tksian! lol! i never say hi to any of them though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We spent the whole bus ride home talking about how busy sec 4 life is -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank goodness there wasnt any netball camp during march hols. pheeewwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even so, i'm still short of time to complete all my work and revisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All due to my poor time management. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WORK TOMORROW SIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW93ppV50I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/JIcA6FuHXsk/s1600-h/20032009075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW93ppV50I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/JIcA6FuHXsk/s320/20032009075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315863698950448962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW8KW6GCcI/AAAAAAAAAOI/7bIliEu0k1o/s1600-h/20032009065.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-1695050501985113941?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/1695050501985113941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=1695050501985113941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1695050501985113941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1695050501985113941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/03/adidas-sale-craze-i-expected-it-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/ScW9dnHH1kI/AAAAAAAAAOo/vNSH1aCjMEo/s72-c/20032009070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-1126056385399246561</id><published>2009-03-19T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T18:48:17.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Maths Tutor is DOPE (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dope as in amazingly good dope not drug addict dope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She finished all the maths assessment books, schools' maths workbooks and textbooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;that is freaking imba o.O i cant even finish a single assessment book within a year. let alone all of em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I asked her why she did it and she said 'I had nothing to do during December holiday. bored uh'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;LOL! i went agog. like haaaah? i think i'll cry blood if i have to do maths when i'm dying of boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And she didn't just finish the secondary schools. She finished the primary schools books too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2 MORE DAYS TILL THE END OF HOLIDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;dang flabbit. and there's still lots of work to do! If i find sec 4 life so tough right now, chances of me surviving in JC life is like 0.002%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tests to study for, piles of work to be completed, tons of revisions to be done..and they call this a 'holiday'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Think i'm gonna go for trg at 10.30 today. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After all, it's not really necessary for me to go. so going for 1.5 hours is very 'committed' to netball already. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hope i can go to JCs by DSA =/ k now i think i should go MJ (if possible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Far, but i dunnoe...VJ's out of my list already. LOL. not only it is impossible for me to enter, i heard the JC life there is extremely tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When's career talk again? i need to make up my mind like sooon sooon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's an Adidas sale at Expo today(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm not sure from when to when, but i'll be going there at 1 i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So you dear people, who are interested, by all means get ur butts over there to shop (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!DA VINCI GUYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;PLEASE SHOW UR SUPPORT AND HOUSE SPIRITS BY JOINING THE CHEERLEADING SQUAD DANCE ITEM(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the choreography isn't gay, so pleasee pleaseee volunteer urself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I assure u, u gonna have a blast and DA VINCI is sooo rocking the dance floor (: (grass to be exact)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;P.S: some pictures tonight or tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-1126056385399246561?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/1126056385399246561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=1126056385399246561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1126056385399246561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1126056385399246561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-maths-tutor-is-dope.html' title='My Maths Tutor is DOPE (:'/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-2076811484645226177</id><published>2009-03-01T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T06:13:57.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;NEXT WEEK IS SOOO ON (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today's outing was super impromptu. In a way.. due to soo many last minute changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and mostly thanks to SOMEBODY *cough-i noe u're reading this. feel the guilt!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;From the venue, to the time, to the movie, to other plans for the rest of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But overall, it was still sort of interesting (: no such thing as mundane outing for us, huh? hahahaha We have a couple of Ninjas wannabe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But they coudn't even reach their so called 'swords' HAHAHAHA (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wanted to upload a stupid picture today. But pict's in Kenny's phone cos he wanted to brag about his 5MP camera *clears throat* hahaahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We went to watch Defiance today. Sadistic yet motivational! bout Germans and Jews.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think Fang Ning would be interested to watch the show (: hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Few minutes watching the show, and there was 5 people (quite old) flashing their torchlights to find their seats -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;irritating uh. there were many other disturbance during the show. Should have gone to Grand Cathay lah. *cough cough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was supposed to visit my cousin in the hospital. But part of me obviously didn't want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The movie ended at about 6.40pm. which is super long, cos it started at 4.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dammit. my uncle's home. i dun wan to face him&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ANYWAY, i asked my sis if she wants to go and visit. I was delighted to hear that she didn't wan to either (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So we agreed on not going. HAH! i'm evil, i noe. but seriously, they're worse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We went to Far East Plaza to buy a present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Walked around, flipped clothes, looked around..eventually we got into shopping mood. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Only Siyuan got a dress and a top for $30. It's very cheap eh actually (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kenny got his striking orange laces for his skates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I spent money on cab fare home. LOL. from paya lebar lah. so not so ex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm just gonna read up on physics and go to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CHOICES TOMORROW (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It's time to end this."&lt;/span&gt; hhahhahaahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-2076811484645226177?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/2076811484645226177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=2076811484645226177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2076811484645226177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2076811484645226177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/03/next-week-is-sooo-on-todays-outing-was.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-6140644698470960650</id><published>2009-02-28T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:09:59.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm trying to discipline myself (did i use the word discipline correctly?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by forcing myself to go to MP library once a week to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It worked few weeks ago. cos i managed to study and focused on my work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So i went again today with Yijie and Desmund. But this time round, can't absorb a single crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I dunnoe why. I just had no mood to study. K maybe cos i was studying history (doesn't happen often k!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But seriously, nothing went into my head. I was just highlighting and stuff. K maybe i did learn abit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I just found out that i have Physics test on monday.. I thought no test for me lah next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Darn it. But on the bright side, there's choices on Monday (: (inline hockey) hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sadly, i heard Z not coming. Our secret plan gonna fail if he never come ): dang flabbit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;K something's up with my sis. She's been smacking her handphone n the housephone everytime she uses them -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;like really slap them with her fingers. weirding me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My uncle family (not the nice ones) came today without early notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was only told like just before i left to library. right before they boarded the plane -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Frankly, i dun really like them. maybe except for the eldest daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So i was trying to avoid being at home the whole day. But i noe eventually i'll have to face them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I ended my useless studying time at the library by 3 pm. wasted my time luh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't wanna go home so early but everyone was busy ): Des had soccer and Yijie had piano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then i decided to accompany Des to Pasir Ris to waste time -.- I didn't waste my time totally cos i was reading a malay book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Took 31 to bedok and then took MRT. I discovered something sia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahahah! they have this new stop called 'Joo Koon' or something. haahha wonder where the heck is that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And the stop before that is Pioneer. AND DES &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CANNOT PRONOUNCE PIONEER&lt;/span&gt;. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apparently he pronounced it as 'Pee-Yo-Knee-Aar' LOL. Retard lah des. LOL damn funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When we reached Pasir Ris, we walked down the staircase. His slipper suddenly flew forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOL. walk also can like that one ah Des? Power luh u. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we had about an hour till his soccer trg. so we went to eat at white sands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DO NOT GO TO MANHATTAN FISH MARKET. k actually can lah. but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DO NOT ORDER FISH AND CHIPS (smth Polock). sucks i tell u. extremely bleah. waste of money &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Ice Lemon Tea costs $3.90. super ex lah. but the cup is huge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/Sal7e91S9KI/AAAAAAAAANo/TadXjIvRS_M/s1600-h/28022009012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/Sal7e91S9KI/AAAAAAAAANo/TadXjIvRS_M/s320/28022009012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307909407757235362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/Sal7eEyosQI/AAAAAAAAANg/gGBjI-G3Ja8/s1600-h/28022009011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/Sal7eEyosQI/AAAAAAAAANg/gGBjI-G3Ja8/s320/28022009011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307909392445255938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cream Of Mushroom Soup was plain and disgusting. Even Des gave up eating it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Des ordered some Cream pasta and fish or something that costs $14.90 i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/Sal7fPtCozI/AAAAAAAAANw/U2gZ6OulOq8/s1600-h/28022009013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/Sal7fPtCozI/AAAAAAAAANw/U2gZ6OulOq8/s320/28022009013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307909412554449714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The size of the food quite small actually. so i thought since mine's cheaper, maybe it'll be smaller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But i was deeply mistaken. My order was served and to my horror..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/Sal7fUtjyDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/PcPb3Kf0iMc/s1600-h/28022009014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/Sal7fUtjyDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/PcPb3Kf0iMc/s320/28022009014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307909413898799154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO BIG LAH. and it's 2 pieces of fish. It was deep fried and very plain. terrible disappointed. waste my money only luh ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After finishing the enormous cup of ice lemon tea. We left to the interchange cos Des was already late for soccer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I had to go home before it started to rain again. I didn't go toilet at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Instead of taking 15, i took 12. When i reached the 3rd stop after the interchange..i had sudden urge to pee. badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And my house stop was probably the 20th stop or more than that. I sat at the back corner, crossing my legs till leg cramp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If only SBS buses have some turbo thing to move faster or something. I was dying to go toilet lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So the minute i reached my stop, i chionged home. rushed to toilet and *HALLELUJAH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;phew mannnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then due to the not-so-safe-to-eat food, my stomach's not feeling so good right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Des vomited. Thank goodness i gave up on the food like way before him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-6140644698470960650?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/6140644698470960650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=6140644698470960650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/6140644698470960650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/6140644698470960650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-trying-to-discipline-myself-did-i.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/Sal7e91S9KI/AAAAAAAAANo/TadXjIvRS_M/s72-c/28022009012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-8766201567426893806</id><published>2009-02-24T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T04:04:38.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My phoneless period, is OFFICIALLY OVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hahahha! finally got my phone last night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i wanted Samsung Omnia, but i think this one is MUCH BETTER. hahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;no offence there Kenny (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;There you have it, Nokia 5800 expressmusic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SaPY2vmbVNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/N0KhtG1IHO4/s1600-h/nokia5800_devil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SaPY2vmbVNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/N0KhtG1IHO4/s320/nokia5800_devil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306323220974752978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u tell me this is not gorgeous, i'l tell u to drop dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SaPY2hpmF6I/AAAAAAAAAMg/ZnazHDqB68U/s1600-h/nokia_5800_tube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SaPY2hpmF6I/AAAAAAAAAMg/ZnazHDqB68U/s320/nokia_5800_tube.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306323217229944738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's extremely light for quite a big phone. completely touchscreen except for the 3 buttons at the bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Music express, so the speaker..is aawweessoommmee! hahahha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8GB memory card, mini sd. complete with wi-fi and stuff. You'll also get guitar pick! how cool! hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This, is the new thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SaPaldPVlMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/PJ6shLwRHdM/s1600-h/nokia5800-title.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SaPaldPVlMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/PJ6shLwRHdM/s320/nokia5800-title.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306325123011548354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My old memory card can still work (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so i stored everything back in! hahaha! so i recovered the random pictures and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SaPbQkVBwlI/AAAAAAAAAMw/P_NSyNEPBZ4/s1600-h/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SaPbQkVBwlI/AAAAAAAAAMw/P_NSyNEPBZ4/s320/Image042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306325863648838226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hahahah! this was taken when my mom went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;shopping for Christmas stuff in Sydney. My sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and I didn't wanna enter the shop cos they only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sell kitchen utensils and other furnitures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So we kept ourself occupied and bought some ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;creams to spend the time, waiting for them to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;finish. Obviously not all mine lah. Mine's the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;in the middle(Mango), my sis's the top one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(Lemon-toot sour) bottom's my mom's (choc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;she rushed to the shop, she just pass me her ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;cream and dragged my dad along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hahhaha! we got bored while eating, so i decided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;to try something new. i tried eating diff flavours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I mixed lemon and chocs, lemon and mango and mango and chocs. no surprise, i got diarrhoea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;for 2 days straight after that. but fun lah. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SaPegKR-h0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/K-Wh1xm7fj4/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SaPegKR-h0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/K-Wh1xm7fj4/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306329430069512002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;AH U SEE! who said Indo always burn trees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and who said ALL INDONESIANS burn trees?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;got better things to do one uh! tsk. like..&lt;/span&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;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SaPe8fkFkBI/AAAAAAAAANA/vZUHBbQDp7A/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SaPe8fkFkBI/AAAAAAAAANA/vZUHBbQDp7A/s320/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306329916818952210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Filling the car with fishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My dad has a thing for fish, and he influenced my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;mom -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The fishes kept swimming, pushing the plastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;to my toes. Felt so ticklish, i kicked and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;traumatized some of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;At least none died. reminds me of my gma's fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last picture to end the post,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SaPgVBmvFkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/h8SsdwZ4ZGg/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SaPgVBmvFkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/h8SsdwZ4ZGg/s320/Image043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306331437785355842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So sweeeet (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;walking along Chinatown in Sydney, crossed the road and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;saw this (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Not many are still as loving as they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm glad they're my grandparents! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(NOTE: MOM SIDE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;aaaawwwwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Honestly! I hope my future will be like that too man (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hahahaahha!&lt;/span&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;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;P.S: Geog test was screwed today. wrote alot of notes but forgot to bring. dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Jessie/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Jessie/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-8766201567426893806?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/8766201567426893806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=8766201567426893806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/8766201567426893806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/8766201567426893806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-phoneless-period-is-officially-over.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SaPY2vmbVNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/N0KhtG1IHO4/s72-c/nokia5800_devil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-291501782855030139</id><published>2009-02-21T21:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:58:44.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;I am utterly grossed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-291501782855030139?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/291501782855030139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=291501782855030139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/291501782855030139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/291501782855030139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-utterly-grossed-out.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-17837479950913223</id><published>2009-02-18T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T02:12:05.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sup (:!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i reached home at like 5 today. and to be honest, i felt like..whoa o.O!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;like we have supplementaries everyday after school till 4.30 - 5. so being released at 3.30 feels kinda odd to me. LOL. like so early ah??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love Wednesdays (: and Mondays (exception for the supplementaries)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;so slack and not so 'mentally demanding'. in some way, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm pretty sure all of u notice the ice cream uncle at the backgate yea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Olivia, Bridget and I will usually go buy ice cream before training or sometimes after school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jo: EH! YAY! ICE CREAM! *turned to olivia and bridget*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Olivia and Bridget: yaay! *smiled*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jo: LOL! dun u think we've become super deprived after becoming sec 4s? we get so damn excited over ice cream!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Olivia and Bridget: uhh Jo..... it's only you. not us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;who doesn't get excited over ice cream??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sec 4s had FT contact time during the assembly period, so Mr Hareesh got some of us to do the notice board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;He bought some circular post-it notes for us to write down our goals, then paste it on the board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;So mine is for      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;E maths A1&lt;br /&gt;                        A maths A1&lt;br /&gt;                        Combined Science A1&lt;br /&gt;                        HML A1&lt;br /&gt;                        Geography A1&lt;br /&gt;                        Combined Humans A2&lt;br /&gt;                        English A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frankly, i have doubts on scoring for English and Combined Humans. a lil on the mt. But to compensate for my poor English grades, i have to score for HML.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanted to write B3 for my english, but Bridget said if i wanna get a distinction and to get my l1r5 to be below 9, i need to aim for an A2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then since my ML was only a B3, i figured my combined humans has to be better than B3 to get less than 9. Which to be honest, is impossible for me ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gonna be reaaall hard, but i'll try (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then this Jonah, saw my goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jonah: Whoa, all As ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jo: must aim high wad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jonah: I bet you're not gonna get all As.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jo: -.- WHAT?! actually yeah lah. but no harm aiming wad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jonah: I think you'll only get like 1 or 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jo: o.O idiot. if i get all As how???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jonah: i treat u drink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jo: we're talking about a year of hard work eh! a drink not enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jonah: we're talking about a special 50cents mineral water eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;we shall see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bridget and I were thinking of using netball to DSA to JCs.  I dun mind. but i dun wan to spend 2 more years of my life playing netball. I kinda want to take up new CCA besides Netball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to join ODAC (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fyi, ODAC is like an adventure club or something. which i heard is extremely fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;If not ODAC then maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;volleyball (:!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Otherwise, i'll probably join &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt; or something. LOL! hahahaaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Currently, i want to go to VJC (it's like impossible but gotta try! who knows!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Second choice will be TJC (from the seniors, i heard damn fun also (:!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I heard MJ super stress. LOL. so i dunno about MJ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;VJC's cut-off point is 4 and below, TJC is 6/5 and below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;So lucky me, i took HMT. and if i pass my HML, i can minus 2 pts. using CCA and leadership pts, i can minus another 2 pts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;If i wan to get to VJ, i need to get 8 for my l1r5! to get to TJ i need a 9! Hard lahh..dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wonder how the seniors did it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sometimes i feel that if we all study enough. keep constant work. revise regularly. and pay full attention in class. o lvl gonna be a breeze for all of us. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bridget's phone (nokia 5610) is fixed (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and it reminds me of my phone!! T.T I can't wait till 23 feb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;23 FEB 23 FEB 23 FEB 23 FEB 23 FEB 23 FEB 23 FEB 23 FEB 23 FEB 23 FEB 23 FEB 23 FEB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;!23 February 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S: Happy Birthday Parvesh!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-17837479950913223?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/17837479950913223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=17837479950913223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/17837479950913223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/17837479950913223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/02/sup-i-reached-home-at-like-5-today.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-8420739187558651938</id><published>2009-02-14T20:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:35:14.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;It was awwweeeeeeeeeeeeesssssooooooooommmmmmmeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had so much fun and thanks to you guys (:&lt;br /&gt;really enjoyed myself, despite smelling like vomit at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't expect it to turn out that way, but it was better than what i expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WAY BETTER (:&lt;/span&gt; thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna apologize&lt;/span&gt; cos i couldn't attend to every single one of you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really sorry, but it meant alot to me knowing that you were all there (:&lt;br /&gt;Plus, it was a weird mixture of peeps, i'm totally sorry if u guys felt awkward.&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't hear any complaints and i thank you all for that! I was expecting some remarks about it. like probably 'aiyo jo. damn weird leh.''ur bbq kinda failed jo.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all i heard was 'it's alright! we're having fun right here! (:''I'm so glad i can make it!'&lt;br /&gt;i noe not all true cos i could tell some of you were like almost bored to death! but thanks for tahan-ing all that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I ALSO WANNA APOLOGIZE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i was supposed to send invitations by mails!&lt;br /&gt;BUT the mails ended up in drafts somehow! and i thought it was sent!&lt;br /&gt;so i am reallllly reallly sorry! it's not that u guys were not invited! i was a noob in sending mails -.- so sorry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: whatever happened, especially the one at the end of the day, shall not be publicized k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; all for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;presents&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;From a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;gym ball&lt;/span&gt;, to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;customized things&lt;/span&gt;, to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hoodies&lt;/span&gt; and downright to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;panties&lt;/span&gt;. LOL yes, i received one. HAHAHAHHAHAHAH! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;birthday wishes&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;birthday hugs &lt;/span&gt;(:! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;cakes&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;blue hairspray&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;whipped cream&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;the pool toss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;balloons&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;chips&lt;/span&gt; (: and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;birthday song&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you for coming (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That was one birthday that i will never ever forget. That was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sweet 16 (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo loves every single one of you! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-8420739187558651938?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/8420739187558651938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=8420739187558651938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/8420739187558651938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/8420739187558651938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-was-awwweeeeeeeeeeeeesssssooooooooom.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-7510567391385167911</id><published>2009-02-11T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T03:16:14.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Greetings humans (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wanna start by apologizing for my previous post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was fumed with anger and stuff, i was like super pissed off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I wanna thank for the cheer up and 'calm down' tags and all (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went online with my pm saying 'fucking fat ass'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Im sorry for the vulgar but trust me, it's gonna be the only one in the post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;See, i dun swear or curse alot usually. In fact sometimes i do feel a little disturbed hearing people swearing and cursing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But the other time, i just couldn't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So i went online, and seeing my pm, people asked what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Parvesh, bet that there's more swearing in my blog so he checked it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;he came back and went 'OMG! GIRLS SWEARING SCARY SIOL'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL! i gotta say it's true. cos girls dun really swear so when u hear a girl cursing and stuff, u noe that she's ultimately pissed off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But if u hear Jo swearing, shows that I am pissed off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; it's not over yet cos the matter can either be fixed or get worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, if I walk away without saying a word immediately after i glare at the idiot, shows that not only i am pissed but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i hate u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and i will never ever talk to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be honest, personally, i think second scenario is worse than the first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But i rarely do that so no worries (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I took my geog test today. and darn, bad time management ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was warned about it, but i didn't have any watch or phone -.- so i lost track of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's just hope for the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;Tomorrow's my (Bridget's, Olivia's and Nazurah's) last match for our last East Zone Tournament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's so saddening! kinda reminds me of High School Musical 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But of course i dun expect coach to say things like: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come on girls! 10 min left! i wan u to forget about the scores i want u to forget about the time! I wan u to cherish the 10 min u have left to wear that TK jersey and give it ur all! This is the last time u gonna wear that and represent TK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fat hope. I dun think it'll even sound that motivating coming from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But seriously, after tomorrow's match, we wont be playing with our juniors anymore ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We dun even need to train, i think. i dunno but part of me wants to go for trainings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'You wont noe what u have till u lost it'- i noe it sounds kinda off for this matter, but it feels like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bet after O's, almost half of TK sec 4'09 gonna feel like studying. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but you know wat, despite my sprained ankle and stupid back, i'll still wan to play for the match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No way i'm skipping it (: and and and and and and....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There'll definitely be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;SEC 4 NETBALL AND SOCCER INTERCLASS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's actually to make up for the fact that sec4s aren't allowed to join the games day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know this gonna sound extremely random, but PEOPLE! (DA VINCI ONLY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-who wants to join ON THE SPOT DANCE??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-who wants to join CHEERLEADING SQUAD??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;*TO SEC 4S*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;come on! It's already our last year in TK! and there's no seniors so now we rule the school! no one will make fun (: u noe how much pressure they gonna put on us for the BIG 'O's, so why not enjoy your time now while u can?! join events with your friends! make fools out of yourselves! HAVE FUN! xD it wont be that bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was thinking last night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;don't u think it's a good idea, to capture wadever stupid things we're doing right now in pictures or videos? I'm definitely taking videos and pictures (when i have my phone obviously) whenever i can (: and at the end of the year, i'm gonna compile it all and it's gonna be like darn fun to watch everything again! Feel free to help by taking random videos or pictures ya! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-7510567391385167911?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/7510567391385167911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=7510567391385167911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/7510567391385167911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/7510567391385167911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/02/greetings-humans-i-wanna-start-by.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-3757895283417351897</id><published>2009-01-31T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:47:44.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She's 17 and I'm 15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She hangs out with people who are older than her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Her friends are 20 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;They smoke and they go to clubs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She inhales the smoke and she drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When she gets scolded, I helped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When she's upset, I helped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When she's troubled, I helped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When I call her, she gives excuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When I ask her, she lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When I talk to her, she scolds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When I give her advices, she ignores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She's not doing her responsibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She's been out day in day out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She goes off without telling where to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She's spending money on unnecessary things like sponsoring her friend's 20th birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She thinks my 16th birthday should not be celebrated cos it's a waste of money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She's spending the whole day on my birthday with her friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sweet 16 is actually a special year for girls and guys (if they wan it to be).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's definitely a special year for me. So i really wan to celebrate it with people that i do care about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The last birthday i spent with my family was actually my 11th birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My parents technically missed 5 birthdays, but they called to ask bout the celebrations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm not trying to be dramatic here, but since blogs are created to let people express their feelings, i'm trying to make good use of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Parents: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo: Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Parents: So how was your day? Went out for dinner with your sis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo: *ignores the sister part and start telling about what my beloved friends did for me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The reason why i chose to ignore the sister part was because i noe she didn't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;she spent my birthdays with her friends. The only time she celebrated for me was on my 13th birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;There was a cake, and the whole idea was suggested by my aunt(maths tutor).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She probably would have gone out with her friends again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Her birthday happens to be during holiday when we'd be in Indonesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So her birthday celebrations would be huge. But if we never return, i'd still get her presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Back to the birthday, it kinda hurts knowing that the only family member i have in Singapore is not gonna celebrate my special year with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's saddening knowing that the special bond I thought i had with my sis is fading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She's getting out of control &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;*even the younger sis can say so*&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She came home extremely late last night (1 am plus).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have completely no idea where she went and what she did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She got up and was all cranky. She scolded me and threw tantrums over a stupid damn file.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I argued back till she lost cos she knew it was her fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She apologized with the sarcastic, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'im-mature-and-youre-a-stubborn-idiot'&lt;/span&gt; attitude. Like she was actually right and acting like she's giving in to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She started telling her friend a whole different story and cursed me like nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This is completely unlike her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's like she got a 180degrees attitude change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She's going to friend's club tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If I dun tell my mom, and something happens to her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It'll be all my fault. But if i do tell, things gonna get ugly. real ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the older one, she should be the one stopping me from doing foolish things, things that can endanger myself (like what she's been doing).&lt;br /&gt;She's supposed to be the more responsible one.&lt;br /&gt;But it's the other way round and the disadvantage of being the younger sister, when the elder one is doing wrong things, I can't stop her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's no longer the one that i turn to when i feel troubled.&lt;br /&gt;She's no longer the one that i tell my life-stories to.&lt;br /&gt;She's no longer the one that i trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm extremely super goober posolutely-absitively amazingly glad that I have friends that i can count on (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Friends that always there when in need (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Friends that do care about me like how much i care for them (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Friends that keep me going through it all (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You guys are amazing human beings and I love you guys to pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-3757895283417351897?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/3757895283417351897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=3757895283417351897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/3757895283417351897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/3757895283417351897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/01/shes-17-and-im-15.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-4842760888022759153</id><published>2009-01-26T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:33:46.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;It is currently 06:30 AM (27 Jan 2009)&lt;br /&gt;I did not sleep at all from 08:50 AM (26 Jan 2009)&lt;br /&gt;I started at 4 plus pm on geog assignment. but i spent most of the time watching shows on tv,  while doing. k so now we know, Jo can't really multi-task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. at least she can sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;hell yeah, baby *sticks out tongue, show the rock hand thing*&lt;br /&gt;i'm dead beat now ah. not physically, mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodmorning people (:&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-4842760888022759153?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/4842760888022759153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=4842760888022759153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/4842760888022759153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/4842760888022759153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-is-currently-0630-am-27-jan-2009-i.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-939718779177115812</id><published>2009-01-23T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T07:45:38.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Slightly better, but still kinda..suay. o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would have posted pictures about today if my phone still working ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I raised $2 today (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;K actually $3, cos i folded another at the later part of the day, but too late to pass it up =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After I folded my hearts and Olivia folded hers, we went around the blocks to get people to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;join the TK Road Run representing Da Vinci. Our dear captain never helped! &gt;=( And we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;were sort of competing with Rutherford cos they were recruiting people too. Lol. We went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to 4J first, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Mr Kang (Dnt)&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jo: Hello Mr Kang! Can we ask your students to join the Road Run for Da Vinci?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mr Kang: Yes yes yes! Go ahead go ahead!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*we didn't get any, but we were sort of..forcing a junior to join*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Junior: CHER! SHE FORCING ME TO JOIN *pointed at Olivia*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mr Kang: eh! STOP HARASSING MY STUDENTS! &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;US: haiyo. okay! Thanks Mr Kang (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Second was 4H, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Mrs Khairul (:&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jo: Good Morning Mrs Khairul. Can we get ur students to join the Road Run?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mrs Khairul: Oh come in come in(:! For Da Vinci ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;US: yeap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mrs Khairul: OH OKAY! GO AHEAD! i'm from Da Vinci also! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*soon the Rutherford people came*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;US: Eh go away go away! This one Da Vinci's class!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*i think we got none..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then the third ah..wlaoo. HORRIBLE I TELL YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even teens have better manners. We asked so nicely and stuff..never even do anything to u, so rude for wad??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jo: Good Morning, Mam. Can we ask your students about TK Road Run?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She: *silence* Okay go ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jo: Okay, thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*Walked towards a junior that happened to be in Da Vinci and also in that class*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jo: Hey, is there any girl from Da Vinci in your class who's interested in joining the Road Run?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*pointed at some girls but i didn't know who so i kept asking till suddenly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She: ARE U DONE GIVING INSTRUCTIONS TO MY STUDENTS??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jo: *shocked lah* sorry. *walked off*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*she started to scold the Rutherford guys too*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;WTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sorry if you were having a bad day or wad. But that doesn't give u the rights to vent your anger on random people! I restrained myself from laughing about your features though they were super distracting. I asked nicely and you gave me the permission to ask the class. It's not like i took over your job! Even your strictest colleague will greet the students back and&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;SMILE AT THE LEAST&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; That's not how you gonna get respect, that's how you ruin your reputation. Everyone gave bad remarks about you, and if you think that's something to be proud of, then i have nothing to say. But you were being unreasonable lah. The Rutherford guys never even stepped into the class and you scolded them. I feel sorry for those whom you teach cos they gonna hate the last 2 years in TK because of that attitude of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The seniors came back and we went out (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We left to Cineleisure to catch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Bride Wars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's an amazing show! it's like a MUST-WATCH kinda movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;K it's not a general preference, so some of you may not like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But we all loved it(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had Swensens for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We caught up and revealed people's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;DEEPEST DARKEST SECRET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;super shocking news. and like alot super shocking news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry though, they're all confidential!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Came across alot of TK alumni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and we came across something that totally changed our views and opinions about what we saw. I'm sorry, this one is just between me and Olivia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the movie, we left home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 seniors left to Borders, 2 seniors left by bus while Olivia and I left by MRT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But cos i returned $30 to Chris today, i had about $30 left. i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After spending on the movie ticket, lunch and drinks, i left with $4. LOL. cos i lent some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not knowing the balance in our Ez-link card, we just went to the MRT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we realized that Olivia had a balance of -$0.35.While i had -$0.18. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It got worse when we realize that we didn't have enough money to top up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;felt so dumb lah alamaq. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So we left, planning to get a bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank goodness we met the 2 seniors who were waiting for their bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;They lent us $10 each &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;(SO GENEROUS!! xD)&lt;/span&gt; to top up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went back, topped up and finally left home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I accompanied Olivia all the way to Pasir Ris and took 12 home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For a reason that i wanted to sleep in the bus(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had maths tuition once i reached home, which was at..8 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Straight to 10 pm. and i'm like super duper woobly goobly posolutely-absitively tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But it's okay, cos we met an extremely drop-dead gorgeous uber cute angmoh guy while we walked back to the bustop. and another tall asian dude, well built with a japanese look in the lift. hahhaha! xD even Olivia agreed on how cute the guy was. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's all for tonight, people (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S: next game, Thursday 29 January 2009. against Chung Cheng. Kallang Netball Centre at 3 pm xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-939718779177115812?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/939718779177115812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=939718779177115812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/939718779177115812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/939718779177115812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/01/slightly-better-but-still-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-3800106526539751323</id><published>2009-01-22T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T04:05:21.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;WLAOOOO!! AAAARRGGHHH!&lt;br /&gt;THE MOST IDIOTIC DAY IN MY LIFE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;K so let's start from morning.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up really late and was ALMOST late for school. I forgot my badge and i thought i forgot my thumbdrive in which i stored my geog hw file that kept me up till 12 plus last night..&lt;br /&gt;So being caught for a simple stupid thing was no biggie. and the day continued..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as i was about to go for MT class, i was called my my netball teacher.&lt;br /&gt;I got scolded cos she never receive a photocopy of my ID. but since i lost my ezlink, i had to use my passport.&lt;br /&gt;And who brings their passport to school?? So i knew i had to rush home and get it.&lt;br /&gt;See the suay thing here is that, i photocopied 2 sets. I brought one to pass it up to her on 1 training.&lt;br /&gt;But cos i was late for the training, i put it under a file which i dunnoe whose and trained.&lt;br /&gt;After training, the paper was gone. I assumed that someone took it and pass it up.&lt;br /&gt;It was wrong on my part not to confirm with the teacher. but haiyoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had to rush back to get it by 1.15.&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to leave class at 1. But my teacher said that i can not leave school at 1.&lt;br /&gt;I had to get HOD's permission to do so. I asked from a HOD but she turned me down.&lt;br /&gt;She told me to get other HOD. Since English period was next, i asked my teacher.&lt;br /&gt;She approved. But i didn't know i needed her to write it down on a piece of paper or something.&lt;br /&gt;By 1, gave the greenform to maths teacher. but she was explaining wad we were supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT I WAS RUNNING OUT OF TIME!&lt;/span&gt; i had to rush back you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally once she let us off, i chionged to the canteen, threw my bags, got my wallet and my phone and ran off.&lt;br /&gt;But the security guard uncles stopped me. Told me that i had to go to general office and get some paper signed.&lt;br /&gt;so that i can go. So i ran back to General Office. I asked the lady and she sort of interrogated me with many many questions.&lt;br /&gt;Including to find the HOD that approved me. but i told her that i really have no time.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness a HOD was there. so she approved me. Once i got the paper, i chionged out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a cab. I told the uncle while panting like mad;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;JO: UNCLE!*pant* ( MY ADDRESS)*quickly*then u wait near the lobby while i run up and get something then i'll rush down, get back in the cab and then we'll have to rush back here. can can?*pant*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Uncle: *silence* girl girl, where to go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda frustrated cos it was already 1.10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I REALIZED I FORGOT MY HOUSEKEY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i told the uncle to go back and the reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HE LAUGHED SIA. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia called and then i told her to help me get my school bag and bring it to rotunda, cos i was on my way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HERE'S THE THING&lt;/span&gt;; My granddad just changed the lock the previous night. So i had 2 separate set of keys. but i haven't told Olivia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Olivia: Jo u in a cab ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jo: yah yah i am. yellow yellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Olivia: OH! i think i see you already, can u see me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jo: *look around, spot olivia* u never bring my bag??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Olivia: no! i took the keys only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jo: *smacked forehead* do..you..know..which key??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Olivia: YAH the one~~(described my old key)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jo: AAHH NOOOO!!! CHANGED THIS MORNING! i havent told u yet, thats why i asked for the whole bag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Olivia: *screamed and ran back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Uncle was laughing like mad at that point of time -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i got my bag, chionged home. got my stuff, ran back down and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOST THE UNCLE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ran around finding that striking yellow cab. once i spot the cab, i saw the uncle laughing!&lt;br /&gt;BUGGER -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Uncle: i was waiting right here all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jo: WLAO! then uncle u saw me running around there u never come outtt =_="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN THERE WAS TRAFFIC JAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos there's new condo near my place and i have no idea why, people moved in at the same time -.-&lt;br /&gt;Reached school and chionged to change to jersey. I had about 2 minutes left.&lt;br /&gt;So i asked Olivia to help me pass my ID and i ran to toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Olivia: OH JO! DUN STAND ON THE BENCH! THE THING SPOILED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT I NEVER HEAR PROPERLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i changed, i stood on the bench..i fell ALMOST spraining my ankle -.-&lt;br /&gt;Just nice, Olivia called out to get moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left for the competition. We won (: scores, find out tmr!&lt;br /&gt;Once we finished, had team talk and left Kallang.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Macs with Arina. I decided to get change while she waited for the food.&lt;br /&gt;I was sweaty and stuff. so yeah. I got my shirt, my wallet and my phone.&lt;br /&gt;Cos the space to put your stuff in the toilet was very narrow, i wrapped my phone and wallet with my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;After i pee-ed (sorry people(; ) the thing flushed.&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, i forgot that my wallet and my phone were in my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;So i just pull the shirt, dropping my wallet and my phone. and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WLAOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MY PHONE DROPPED INTO THE TOILETT BOWWLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AND IT WAS FLUSHING SOMEMORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this stupid automatic flush system! GOSH! dammit.&lt;br /&gt;but it's a good thing, wasn't my urine or wad lah! Just nice, when it dropped, it slided open.&lt;br /&gt;So i picked it up without touching the water, used tissue paper to clean it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wahlao! drop in swimming pool or sea not so bad lahh.&lt;br /&gt;but my phone died cos dropped inside toilet bowl like soo.....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DEGRADING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked out, i told Arina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jo: I tell u something ah and i bet u gonna laugh like mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Arina: k shoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jo: I dropped my phone in the toilet bowl *show my phone wrapped in tissue paper*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Arina: *laughed like crazy* Jo, i think having 1 friend like you is enough..ur life like really interesting already *continued laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so depressed now. SIGH. dun talk to me, i have become anti-social and emo. SIGH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But okay lah, look on the bright side, im gonna get new phone. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: THANKS FOR THOSE WHO CAME DOWN (: APPRECIATES THE SUPPORT xD!&lt;br /&gt;Next game, Thursday 29 January 2009. Same time, against Chung Cheng (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S: MY PHONE LAH ALAMAQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-3800106526539751323?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/3800106526539751323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=3800106526539751323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/3800106526539751323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/3800106526539751323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/01/wlaoooo-aaaarrgghhh-most-idiotic-day-in.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-385629302956435225</id><published>2009-01-20T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T06:07:14.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alright, second Honky-Tonks album ready to be viewed.&lt;br /&gt;It's not complete yet, but since i dun have the time to upload and edit everything in 1 shot, i'm updating it little by little (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i said yesterday, Netball ended late. In fact, it ended at 7.20 about there. So we left Kallang to Macs at approximately 7.40. Reached home at about..9. I stopped at the wrong stop so i had to walk a little further than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, i walked passed this extremely creepy house along Crescent Road. It was completely dark cos the owner of the house did not turn on any light. The gate, however, was wide open. There's no driveway, just grass. For a house built on a considerably huge piece of land, it's kinda weird not to have a driveway..or stepping stones at the least. The doors, windows, walls paining and stuff looked worn out. And the trees at the garden looked haunted. But it kinda interest me somehow, so i kept looking at the house. I just kept staring till i saw something flew and *poof* gone. I couldn't tell what it was, but it was definitely something black. Doesn't look like a bird, but i'm hoping it's just a bat.* fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;TK has some very interesting teachers(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First period was English today. Ms Tan gave us an article and started telling us the story about the jointed twins who came to Singapore for surgery. She was telling how upsetting it is and stuff. Once she finished,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Edwin Peter: Ms Tan, did they touch you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ms Tan: did they..WHAATT???!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Edwin Peter: Was it a very touching experience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ms Tan: ohh..OHHH. yes yes it was a very touching experience..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Class: tsk tsk aiiyooooo cheerrrrrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second teacher; Mr Kang (A maths)&lt;br /&gt;He walked into the class spotting litters on the ground. He walked towards students to keep them quiet but he didn't scold them. He talked to the class super patiently.Till someone threw a paper plane which landed right in front of Mr Kang. He picked it up and we were like 'oohh shittt...' then suddenly, so random...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mr Kang: Whose is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Class: ABHIYAN ABHIYAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mr Kang: *silence*..(looked like getting ready to scold)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mr Kang: you know this kind of paper plane is not good for flying?? *starts telling us techniques that can make the paper plane fly further*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so shocked, honestly. He teaches students with great patience and we're so glad to have him as our teacher(: we'll definitely wont take him for granted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English class:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ms Tan: To withstand is to??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Class: to stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ms Tan: eh come on! starts with a 't'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Class: ohh! to TAHAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ms Tan: Another word for messy (i think)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Class: untidy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ms Tan: a better word?? starts with 'd'? (answer is disheveled)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Class: Disgusting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ms Tan: What's a word for 'not able to sleep at night? (answer is Insomnia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Class: NOCTURNAL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so entertaining(: hahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Juniors won today 21-19! WELL DONE GIRLS!&lt;br /&gt;Thursday's our turn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-385629302956435225?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/385629302956435225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=385629302956435225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/385629302956435225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/385629302956435225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/01/alright-second-honky-tonks-album-ready.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-2166135683020144438</id><published>2009-01-19T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T02:27:10.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HELLOW(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who thinks sec 4 life is so much fun?&lt;br /&gt;if you do, go slap yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 4 life is soo hectic!&lt;br /&gt;there's no week without a test, no day without homework. And all the weekends you get, you gotta use it to rest, do some work and probably go out with your friends. Supplementary everyday with CCA still going on. What's worse? Now is Tournament period. Which means training gonna be longer, tougher and definitely alot more tiring ): The expectation set for Netball B div is to be top 4 in East Zone and coach definitely gonna train us as hard as possible to make sure we get it. gossh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of our games are at 3 to about 4 pm. So we'll have to leave class at 1 to get ready and stuff. For sec 1s,2s and 3s it's still okay. In fact, it's like a small bonus break for them. But for sec 4s, it's not good..AT ALL. Leaving class at 1 means we'll miss 2 periods of lesson and about 4 periods of supplementary lesson. And this is horrible! at sec 4, we can't miss lesson cos all lessons are important, be it sec 3 work or sec 4. Then, after the games, we'll be super tired, no mood to study..eat, bathe, knocked out o.o definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's training tomorrow till 7. lucky for sec 4, we'll only start at 5. This is because of remedial. So when school starts tomorrow from 7.40 till 2 (all major subjects). Remedial from 2.30 to 4.30. and straight from 4.30 we gotta rush to Kallang for training till 7pm. pack up and stuff, will leave Kallang at about 7.30..then eat..so probably reaching home at about 8 plus. or even 9. Reach home, bathe and do homework. Seriously, how not to die?o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K enough about the complaining.&lt;br /&gt;I just figured out like quite recently, that there's such thing as 'Black Day'.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually from Valentine Day, 14th February, when the guys give girls flowers or chocolates or other sweet things to show that you do care for the girls.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's White Day, 14th March, when the girls give guys something else in return to show that you care for the guys.&lt;br /&gt;And so there's Black Day, 14th April, well basically I dunno how they celebrate it but there is such thing. probably for those..k let's not say any further before people get emo =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now i guess. I'm sorry, but i dun really have interesting topics to blog about at this moment. but at least i updated(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Feel free to come down and support for the games (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-2166135683020144438?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/2166135683020144438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=2166135683020144438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2166135683020144438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2166135683020144438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/01/hellow-who-thinks-sec-4-life-is-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-7462274456406466998</id><published>2009-01-18T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T07:30:24.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The last time i blogged was actually Nov 22 2008...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm waiting for the pictures to be uploaded on facebook right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's like 11.22. So by right, i should be asleep like 1 hour ago o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm trying to keep to my own house rules like since 4 days ago and here i am, breaking the most fundamental rule on the list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Okay. facebook getting on my nerve now. I can't upload pictures for another album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;but it's probably just me needing my sleep. So i'll upload another time and update regularly to keep this blog alive starting tomorrow (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In the meanwhile, enjoy the first album(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;P.S: it's not completely done yet = no captions nor tagging. But i'll get to it soon(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Goodnight to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-7462274456406466998?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/7462274456406466998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=7462274456406466998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/7462274456406466998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/7462274456406466998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-1167481127334126738</id><published>2008-11-22T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T07:14:26.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Hi Sharon (:&lt;br /&gt;it's updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;OKAY. i'm so gonna get killed for this. hahahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;who cares, it's still fun. hahhahaha xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Can I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt; have this dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-1167481127334126738?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/1167481127334126738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=1167481127334126738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1167481127334126738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1167481127334126738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi-sharon-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-4437922193194444578</id><published>2008-11-07T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T05:18:23.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLLLOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG hahahha i dun really noe why, but i'm friggin excited.&lt;br /&gt;@#!@#@$%^$%% i cant find my damn luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'll be back in a week time.&lt;br /&gt;I'll update about the trip, about Olivia's birthday then (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;7 HOURS TIME! WHEE xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-4437922193194444578?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/4437922193194444578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=4437922193194444578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/4437922193194444578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/4437922193194444578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/11/hellllooooooooooo-omg-hahahha-i-dun.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-1854123205660785905</id><published>2008-11-03T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T06:32:52.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wanted to blog about my tiring adventure around Vivo today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one i reached home, i bathed and i went online, i realized how much shit i have to settle and get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life gets so stressed up that you would actually pay someone to kill you.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Jo is so stressed up that she ate 3 mangoes. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it?????&lt;br /&gt;We'll be off in about 4 days and 6 hours!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-1854123205660785905?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/1854123205660785905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=1854123205660785905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1854123205660785905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1854123205660785905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wanted-to-blog-about-my-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-1103165811766668884</id><published>2008-10-30T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T06:11:06.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stupid bugger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;All you can do is just humiliate, scold, scream and boast about your achievements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Honestly, i dun think you're worthy of our respect. And you actually wonder wad happen to the girls who left?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, some funny-idiotic conversation happened among Jo-Olivia-Bridget today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We were in the toilet, getting ready for training. But since the content is kind of personal..i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wadever happened in the toilet, stays in the toilet. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I left for lunch with Olivia and Bridget to Kallang Leisure Park after school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We were hoping that Fang Ning could come along, but since she did not...She owe an outing with us (: hahhah! So long never go out with her. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then i left for dinner with Bridget to Macs after training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's actually quite cool to have a friend from the same class and same cca. If only i can choose my classmates ): SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I like my class somewhat though (: They're actually very nice people! Exception for a few lah. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But for some reasons, we always failed organizing a class outing! ALWAYS. Hopefully, we'll be able to make a proper one soon aye (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wanted to say something but i kinda forgot. Ah damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was told that my blog is very wordy. LOL so i'll try to keep it short from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tell me wad to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;from 1 to 6 tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anybody wanna go out?? (: TELL ME TELL ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;P.S: i dunno how to fix the tag board! HELP PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Can you believe it?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We'll be off in about 1 week 1 day and 7 hours time!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-1103165811766668884?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/1103165811766668884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=1103165811766668884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1103165811766668884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1103165811766668884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/10/stupid-bugger.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-2836449514476489641</id><published>2008-10-29T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T07:49:43.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I finally changed blog skin. been wanting to this like..ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, i wish the pink is replaced by any other colour. but *sigh* nvm then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YYYYOOOOOOOO WASSSUUPP!&lt;br /&gt;i never update for like 32194782738173 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post bout random little things that happened when i was MIA (: in time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give u a short one.&lt;br /&gt;So truncated has started. 3 subjects per day, 3 periods per subject. Actually, it's not so bad. cos for some reason, i felt like time flew by so quickly and there goes the 3 periods. We have about 20 min break after each lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL trip to Hong Kong's looking good (:&lt;br /&gt;we had several trainings already (Bukit Timah Nature Reserve, Swimming Test and Individual run) wow i gotta say, i think we're not that bad at all (: Had the run today, played a lil bit of volley and basketball at Mountbatten CC and some of us left to look for the shirt. It was a very last minute thing and it's a good thing we managed to finish designing the shirt on the spot. Lol. so yayy! hahaha and it's BLUE. whoo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to mention something, but i'm like very very VERY tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it?????&lt;br /&gt;We'll be off in about 1 week 2 days and 4 hours time!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-2836449514476489641?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/2836449514476489641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=2836449514476489641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2836449514476489641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2836449514476489641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-finally-changed-blog-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-6479966931139395838</id><published>2008-10-11T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T01:32:30.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EOY is officially over people! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;k i was suppose to blog about it like the minute eoy ended. but oh well, plans and plans. and everytime i got home, i'll be so dead tired. So today..i decided to stay home. Update blog and probably to run later or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*random stuff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SPBjDjfo-HI/AAAAAAAAAMI/bMPFTtNg4jQ/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SPBjDjfo-HI/AAAAAAAAAMI/bMPFTtNg4jQ/s320/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255809677860075634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I made this simple list of papers for EOY and pasted it on my wall right in front of my face when i study. And everyday, once the paper is done, i'll cross it out. and GOSH i felt so damn relieved when the whole thing is crossed out with red marker (;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom part, just wad my mom always tell me before my exam starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hardwork + Your Brain = SUCCESS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sentosa on the last day of exam. It was super fun! AHAHHA! see lah Erina, u missed out all the fun. nvm though, there'll be more in time to come (: cos the volleyball is with Yi Jie, we had nothing to play with initially. We went to the Palawan beach, went into the water, wanted to play with the fishes. rachel and i went first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;SherTing and Jasmine: no, move forward. the fishes in front.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Rachel and Jo: oh okay. set lah here we come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*after a while*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;SherTing and Jasmine: THERE THE FISHES THERE! COMING COMING!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Rachel and Jo: hah??! where where cannot see sia!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;SherTing: THERE AROUND JO'S LEGS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Jo: OMG! OMG! I DUN DARE TO MOVE!!!! OMG! RACHELL!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Rachel: OMG!!! I ALSO! JOO! DAMN TICKLISH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stayed there for a while, standing so still without any movement shouting like crazy -.- LOL! but damn fun! hahahha! we got scolded by the lifeguard or something. for playing at the unauthorized zone. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around and spot 3A girls playing volleyball. We joined in. Vivian, Choyin and I been wanting to dive for the ball but didn't have the chance to. Wait, Choyin and I managed to dive, except for VIVIAN. HAHAHA! but aiya, no need to try also everyone noes Vivian can dive aye (; hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we borrowed the ball and carried on playing while the 3A girls left for movie. i think. On the way back, i heard my FAVORITE CHILDHOOD LULLABY! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;The lion sleeps tonight&lt;/span&gt;. if im not wrong. Eh come on lah, it's a very nice song! lol! i just kept singing to the song all they way from sentosa back to vivo. LOL. we met some Hong Kong stars in the train thingy. So choyin asked for autographs and stuff. ahhaha! they were filming something and went to shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SPBjDrP-BlI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_g546JPOamc/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SPBjDrP-BlI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_g546JPOamc/s320/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255809679941830226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I did some shopping too (: HAHAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SPBibVifSKI/AAAAAAAAALw/dKPMIAYokao/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SPBibVifSKI/AAAAAAAAALw/dKPMIAYokao/s320/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255808986919159970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ate sushi and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was tiring. Met olivia and chris at about 11 plus to go to sheng shiong to buy items to sell during the games carnival day. Met Miss Irene Chen to discuss about the players and some people dun even noe that they have to play in certain sports. LOL. we sort of just randomly select people. LOL. but we believe Da Vinci WILL win overall champ this year (: YAY! After everything, we finished at like 1.30 about there. Then we left to eat. I met up with my primary school best friends at the later part of the day. Gosh i miss them like hell. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i watched 2 movies yesterday, Eagle Eye and House Bunny. k i think House Bunny not as bimbotic as i thought it was. and Eagle Eye is not as thrilling as i thought it was. Kinda disappointed but overall, still fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In the jungle, the mighty jungle.&lt;br /&gt;The lion sleeps tonighttt..&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-6479966931139395838?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/6479966931139395838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=6479966931139395838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/6479966931139395838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/6479966931139395838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/10/eoy-is-officially-over-people-k-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SPBjDjfo-HI/AAAAAAAAAMI/bMPFTtNg4jQ/s72-c/Image020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-2718819284515853100</id><published>2008-09-21T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T02:22:48.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-It's not a proper update-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit. I can't study AT ALL. I'm wasting my weekend like completely. Shit. I really can't feel any pressure or any stress about the End Year Exam. My mind is so totally distracted. Fick. WHY? WHY? WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Come on, Jo. You survived for mid year, now go for end year! &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop checking her blog. dammit. dammit. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make a promise to myself that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Jo will not update or read any blog until EOY ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Jo will not stay back in school unnecessarily until EOY ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Jo will not use the computer besides listening to music until EOY ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Jo will not sign in on MSN to go online [Monday for project work] till EOY ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Jo will get through all these for 3 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;GOOD LUCK PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I wanna start a fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-2718819284515853100?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/2718819284515853100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=2718819284515853100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2718819284515853100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2718819284515853100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-not-proper-update-dammit.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-3791792353933348521</id><published>2008-09-08T06:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:45:22.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;100th POST BABY! (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;MAN! this is like the only successful blog that i own. hahahha! claps for Jo! Lol! Life been tiring these days, and it's just gonna get worse. Especially &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;next week&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, i wanna make the 100th post glorious with an announcement that you guys may have heard that TKSS Netball 'B' Division made it to the top 4 in PESS Netball Carnival last Sunday ((; we didn't have the full team. But if we did, i believe we could have gone further (: ANYWAY! WELL DONE STILL! it's kinda the first time i think. hahahhah! whoohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champion: Nan Hua Secondary&lt;br /&gt;1st Runner up: TKGS&lt;br /&gt;2nd Runner up: North Vista&lt;br /&gt;3rd Runner up: TKSS! (; wheehhee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Apryl from Canberra that day. They're good man! and i made a friend with a girl called Gladys and others im not sure the names. Friendly people =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our medals too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245402592109176562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMtp3b6UpvI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PV7u7PO8NJw/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally we earned something (;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245402595475330626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMtp3oc4FkI/AAAAAAAAAKI/L4YxM5EBLo0/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;SLEEPY-HEADS! ahhahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245402597557340674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMtp3wNRCgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/7IdYRvO5IcY/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The Toilet was super nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245402608116246498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMtp4XitJ-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/VAE1WPYCku8/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Spot Jo! (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245402602639684466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMtp4DI_c3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/xIuUpWvjWnw/s320/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We also met this adorable pretty little head! She got so excited seeing the netball ball i was carrying. Then she met Stella! hahahah! she started to imitate wadever Stella was doing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245405640245744610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMtso3Gtk-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/liTDYokSiOU/s320/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;So that was Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Monday was a bore going back to school. Gave homeworks like there's no tomorrow -.- had the a maths level test after school and hell lots more of tests coming up. I'm not talking about End Of Year papers. yeah, just normal level tests. Sec 4 still having Prelims, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;GOOD LUCK AYE (; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank goodness there wasn't any training on Tuesday! My whole body was still stiff and sore after PESS. Speaking of training, that stick insect lady, Miss Cheryl Lim, promised to come for training on the Thursday. BUT she didnt! that womann ahh -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;We had Physics lesson in the auditorium, and as usual, i chionged to toilet immediately after that (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wednesday was nothing much. Can't really remember wad we did. But chemistry was really enjoyable (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245405646663747298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMtspPA4huI/AAAAAAAAAKw/7GB6-NRXFgI/s320/blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's why!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245405648596501042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMtspWNsAjI/AAAAAAAAAK4/OJegc0lcmgI/s320/chem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday was rather interesting though! hahahhahaha! Wad's so weird bout shitting at home and not wanting to shit in school??? Obviously shitting at home is more convenient and hygienic right, don't you think?? Last 2 periods were english, when Rachel walks in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Rachel: *whispered* Jo, i wan to shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Jo: YEAHHH ME TOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;we tahan for so long man! But i decided to cabbed home and then walked back to school for training. LOL! Jo went home just to shit, weird meh??? LOL! I cant run in training while having stomachache wad -.- and i die die cannot shit in school. So when i reached back to school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Olivia: LOL! so how? you went home in the end ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Jo: yaa lah! gosh, feel so relieved now. Then later training can run faster right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Olivia: . . . . =.=" . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Coach didn't push us or anything. So yeah, we weren't drenched in sweats this time round. hahahhaha! Left home with Wenna, and i just found out something! Her mom's from Thailand! How coool right??!?! Meiling's mom from Thailand too i think. woow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday was the slackest of all. I felt like i never learn anything. K except for Geog, Physics and A maths. K not much on the physics. And i had no extra classes. Except the SL training thing. Lol. Olivia and I didn't know it was training. we thought it was a meeting. Lol so we never bring any pe shirt or anything. We met Gracie, the lady who will guide us in the trip and they briefed us about it. And it's so darn cool! ;D i can't wait! But now, focus on exams Jo! Anyway, Mr Rizal made the rest run from under &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;rotunda to the second level, pass the COE room and the ncc sea lockhouse or something, then down pass the netball poles, behind the street soccer court, pass the field and canteen, to the staircase behind the hall, back to rotunda&lt;/span&gt;. That's 1 round. They had to run 4. Yeah, i bet it was tiring. Since we never bring, we didn't have to run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr Rizal: k nvm u 2 can go (; plus u 2 from netball so fitness should be good lah right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Us: YEAHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;So we left home (;! hahahhaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday morning, Mr Lee, Mr Koh, Mr Tan Kee Hoe and Mr Hareesh had a talk with 3H in the class. Lol. Isabel and I chionged to class immediately to clear up sia. Anyway! they had a serious talk. Apparently, when they were having a level meeting, all the teachers claimed that 3H has one of the best potential, but our attitude sucks. We're lack in self-discipline, determination, motivation, perseverance. Basically, we're lazy uh. And i kinda agree to that, honestly! I'm sure the whole class agree too. We're given 2 weeks (or less) to buck up and prove them results. I'm not sure if it's quite possible, but it's worth a shot (; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;GOOD LUCK 3H'08!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;1.You have 10 dollars and need to buy snacks at a gas station:&lt;br /&gt;- Crunchy choc bar and some drinks (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you were reincarnated as a sea creature, what would you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;- Dolphins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Whos your favorite redhead?&lt;br /&gt;- Paramore lead singer. Forgot her name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you order when you're at McDs?&lt;br /&gt;- McFlurry or Sundaes. OR milkshake (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Last book you read?&lt;br /&gt;- True Story-Grief Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Describe your mood.&lt;br /&gt;- Sick. Literally sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Describe the last time you were injured?&lt;br /&gt;- 2 weeks ago, volleyball, hamstring overstretched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Want to be stuck in a well with?&lt;br /&gt;- David Cook (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Rock concert or symphony?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm fine with both (; just no opera for Jo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is the wallpaper of your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;- OBS picture. Yi Jun, Jo, Charissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Favorite Soda?&lt;br /&gt;- Sprite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What type of shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;- Jammies!! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could only use one form of transportation:&lt;br /&gt;- Piggyback. HAHAHAHHAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Most recent movie you have watched?&lt;br /&gt;- 4bia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Name an actor/actress/singer you have had the hots for:&lt;br /&gt;- Justin Timberlake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Whats your favorite kind of cake?&lt;br /&gt;- MANGO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What did you have for dinner last night?&lt;br /&gt;- some jap thingy. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Look to your left, what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;- Guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you untie your shoes when you take it off?&lt;br /&gt;- nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Favorite toy/s as a child?&lt;br /&gt;- This huge Bugs Bunny (sp?) stuff toy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you buy your own groceries?&lt;br /&gt;- yeapp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you think people talk about you behind your back?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Whens the last time you had gummy worms?&lt;br /&gt;- LOL! a year ago i believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Whats your favorite fruit?&lt;br /&gt;- MANGO! all time fav (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you have a picture of yourself doing a cartwheel?&lt;br /&gt;- used to! hahahha! few of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you like running long distances?&lt;br /&gt;- How far? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you ever eaten snow?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What color are your bedsheets?&lt;br /&gt;- Light Turqoise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Whats your favorite flower?&lt;br /&gt;- Jasmine Flower (; and Blue Roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you do ballet?&lt;br /&gt;- ahahahah! cant imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you listen to classical music?&lt;br /&gt;- Not exactly. Depends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is the 1st TV Theme song that pops in your head?&lt;br /&gt;- Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you watch Sponge bob?&lt;br /&gt;- at times (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What temperature is it outside right now?&lt;br /&gt;- im guessing...28 degree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Do people consider you smart?&lt;br /&gt;- OF COURSE (; HAHAHHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. How many piercings do you have?&lt;br /&gt;- 2 is enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Are you signed on AIM?&lt;br /&gt;- wad banana is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;38. Have you ever tried gluing your fingers together?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes! both palms! DAMN FUN!ahhahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;39. How do you feel about your family?&lt;br /&gt;- they rock. except my grandma and certain people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;41. What time do you go to bed?&lt;br /&gt;- after 10 before 12. yeah. hahaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What CD is currently in your CD player?&lt;br /&gt;- Rick Astley (sp?) it's in but not playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What movie do you know every line to?&lt;br /&gt;- BE COOL! AHAHHAAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What is your favorite salad dressin?&lt;br /&gt;- Honey Mustard or Thousand Island. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What do you want for Christmas this year?&lt;br /&gt;- A puppy! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you like hugs?&lt;br /&gt;- definitely xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Last time you had butterflies in your stomach?&lt;br /&gt;- PESS some sort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Whats the way people most often mispronounce any part of your name?&lt;br /&gt;- Josephine JONOS -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;50. Last person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;- I think....some netballer. i cant remember who. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Interesting Fact about Jo #1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I cut Bugs Bunny's whiskers last time. Then cut my sister's barbie dolls' hair! (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sssshhh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-3791792353933348521?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/3791792353933348521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=3791792353933348521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/3791792353933348521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/3791792353933348521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/09/100th-post-baby-man-this-is-like-only.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMtp3b6UpvI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PV7u7PO8NJw/s72-c/Image020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-2875810567314701173</id><published>2008-09-05T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T09:22:49.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HELLO (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It's been almost a week since the last i blog. Wanted to change blog skin, but it's kinda late now..so..too troublesome. lol. So I'm just gonna do an update as short as possible. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Monday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;JO'S GREATEST ACHIEVEMENT ON WHEELS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I cycled like approximately 22 km from Pasir Ris to home. Whew, butt cramp, muscles ache and fingers numb. Butt ache was the worst! Gosh. I've been dying to attempt this. The previous time i cycled only to Changi Beach. This time round, I bought my bike with Dessy and cycled to home. If i rent the bike, I'd have to go all the way back to Pasir Ris, which is MAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Before attempting this crazy little adventure, I googled the route to find out the distance. Some stupid source showed me that it's only 15 km. So we were all 'SET LAH!'. Till we figure out that 15 km started only after we exit Pasir Ris to the entrance of ECP. We cycled for so long lah. Not to mention somebody led me to a couple of dead ends -.- with steep uphill somemore. I just bought the bike, so i never adjust the gear thing. It was damn heavy -.- but I'm glad i survived. hahahaha! We took like a 10 min break at Changi Terminal Interchange for the ferry. We lost sight of the path/route that we should follow to get to ECP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I drank Coconut Drink :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFNQgVnInI/AAAAAAAAAHY/U1kbC_oHb7k/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFNQgVnInI/AAAAAAAAAHY/U1kbC_oHb7k/s320/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242556387189793394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I know it doesn't look so tempting here. But, if u've been cycling for hours, this thing can taste like Godiva Chocolate Frap. So refreshing! Damn shiok =) haahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The 'Guide' who successfully led me to the dead ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFNQ21EbqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-MkzCusp_uo/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFNQ21EbqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-MkzCusp_uo/s320/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242556393227316898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;He left home after we reached Changi Beach cos it started to rain. And I carried on my journey (: Hell yeah man! i made it home WITHOUT ANY CAB! xD ahhahahhah! My whole body ached like crazy after that -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Tuesday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;First holiday training. Goodness, i couldn't even sit on the hard ground due to cycling for so long. And for the past few days, I've been staying back to play some games (Netball-Volleyball) without proper stretching. I kinda overstretch my right hamstring ): So yeah, training was a torture. I had to keep re-applying the cream thing for muscle aches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My sis and her friend came after that to school to meet Mr Tan Kee Hoe for my results -.- Gosh i was super nervous, scared kena screamed at and stuff man. Surprisingly, he didnt =D i cant really remember wad he said but he kinda praised me a lil and gave me words of encouragement to mug hard for end year exam. So after the meeting, we went to parkway and headed to Tampines Mall to watch 4bia. Scary siolx!! hahhahaha. K lah shall not spoil the movie for those who haven't watch. hahahaha see so nice =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;See this little thingy, apple shaped perfume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It cost my sis a bomb man o.O and it's more expensive than my dream wallet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFNSHvXnHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Ebe3BNQoBmw/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFNSHvXnHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Ebe3BNQoBmw/s320/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242556414946679922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Wednesday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I didn't do anything much on this day. hahahaha (; did maths stuff. and proud to announce that Jo has finished all her maths homework!! =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Thursday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Normal training. BUT! strange behaviour from coach. as in really weird. I had some family issues that causes me to be late for training. I was expecting some screaming and scolding from coach. But when i approached him the minute i reached school..he suddenly smiled and asked in a caring way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Coach: What happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Jo: Family issues ah. nearly kena pulled back to Indo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Coach: O.O hah? how come?? so are you okay now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Jo: *speechless for 2 seconds* o.O hah? ahh yeah im okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Coach: What did u do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Jo: Grandmother lah! create misunderstanding between me and my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Coach: ohh. okay. as long as you're okay then good. *pat my shoulder* It's okay it's okay. Old people just being sensitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Jo: *TOTALLY SPEECHLESS* o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;okayy..and training was kinda slack if you ask me. I missed the beginning part though. And he kinda gave Olivia a hard time. Hang in there, Bible! Went for lunch with Cho Yin with Rachel joining us later. Ate again at the Fresh Bulgogi. I would really recommend this Korean Restaurant food to you people cos i think it's very nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;There's this BIG SIGN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFVajaBtoI/AAAAAAAAAH4/xBXMdRQUc78/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFVajaBtoI/AAAAAAAAAH4/xBXMdRQUc78/s320/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242565355905332866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;YET! some 'monkeys' still tripped. right, Rachel? LOL! hahahaahhaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We tried the lettuce wrap thingy that i've been wanting to try. Anybody recognized this kinda food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFVa7ma5OI/AAAAAAAAAIA/uqFfB3y5EOk/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFVa7ma5OI/AAAAAAAAAIA/uqFfB3y5EOk/s320/Image015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242565362399765730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Those who watch Korean Shows definitely know how to eat. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;see, you first put the chicken and the sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFVbUfaZzI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6UbH_QdpWxA/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFVbUfaZzI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6UbH_QdpWxA/s320/Image018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242565369081259826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Then you wrap it up till about a mouthful bite size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFVbCK-zAI/AAAAAAAAAII/yK_dxkCO9cM/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFVbCK-zAI/AAAAAAAAAII/yK_dxkCO9cM/s320/Image016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242565364163726338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Then you stuff it inside your mouth (:! very nice! ahhahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;And we ordered some drink with the cherry decoration thing. I tried tying a knot using my tongue. LOL! i was so determined 'I aint leaving this place till i get a knot!' and TAADAAAA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFVbmg9yQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/a3U5KkHgxlw/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFVbmg9yQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/a3U5KkHgxlw/s320/Image021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242565373919611138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFYMCIMyCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/qo_wwG-4DF0/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFYMCIMyCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/qo_wwG-4DF0/s320/Image022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242568404988905506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;You know what that means? It means that Jo's a good kisser (; ahhahhahahha! serious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;OH! we saw this SUPER ADORABLE CHUBBY CUTE boy. as in really really cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFYMWhUriI/AAAAAAAAAIo/EHMITQLT0z4/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFYMWhUriI/AAAAAAAAAIo/EHMITQLT0z4/s320/Image023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242568410462989858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;He walks and runs like a small loan shark or gangster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFYMr8qRSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DcKnL20zU2U/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFYMr8qRSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DcKnL20zU2U/s320/Image024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242568416214795554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFYNLDrZiI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AhsBOFMVo9I/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFYNLDrZiI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AhsBOFMVo9I/s320/Image027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242568424565728802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;AAAAHH! so cute lah! ahhaha sorry ahh! blur blur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Friday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Went for the job thing. we didn't get our money on the spot though. But we earned it! hahahha! The job's super easy and slack. They provided us with lunch. And i'm talking about a really good filling lunch. and basically we just prepare the bike racks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;paste the numbers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFaUhh0HrI/AAAAAAAAAJI/8jo5c4rJr6o/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFaUhh0HrI/AAAAAAAAAJI/8jo5c4rJr6o/s320/Image029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242570749880049330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;place the thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFaVFso_cI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/i85TF83fzYg/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFaVFso_cI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/i85TF83fzYg/s320/Image030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242570759589133762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;we even got a break halfway and all of us went to the beach. hahhahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFaVQcxFEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ai7zAxIQOeA/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFaVQcxFEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ai7zAxIQOeA/s320/Image033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242570762475344962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;As you can see, some 'monkeys' have deprived childhoods (; ahahhahhahahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFaVd3OKII/AAAAAAAAAJg/6lJTVea3ug4/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFaVd3OKII/AAAAAAAAAJg/6lJTVea3ug4/s320/Image034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242570766075963522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ECP currents very dangerous to swim, so dun follow these people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFbTSvsGpI/AAAAAAAAAJw/deRw9ifOVyw/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFbTSvsGpI/AAAAAAAAAJw/deRw9ifOVyw/s320/Image039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242571828243470994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;When this guy briefed us about wad we were supposed to do, i felt like i was back at OBS camp listening to the instructors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFYNWjr4GI/AAAAAAAAAJA/to1i_qqv8ug/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFYNWjr4GI/AAAAAAAAAJA/to1i_qqv8ug/s320/Image028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242568427652767842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; man, i miss Johnathan (instructor; Da Gama) =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;When we're done. played a little of pepsi cola and left to Tampines for movie. yes, another 4bia for Jo. LOL. credits to my sister's IC and Xinyi's neoprint. hahahhahah! WHOOHOO! not bad ah! we passed through! LOL! okay, guess i'm done here =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;P.S; My dear 'monkey', u're the most adorable monkey i've ever seen! love u darling =))&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S; Enjoy, Dessy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFNRnEyD4I/AAAAAAAAAHo/buN7IM0C28o/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFNRnEyD4I/AAAAAAAAAHo/buN7IM0C28o/s320/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242556406178123650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm coming home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-2875810567314701173?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/2875810567314701173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=2875810567314701173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2875810567314701173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2875810567314701173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-its-been-almost-week-since-last-i.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SMFNQgVnInI/AAAAAAAAAHY/U1kbC_oHb7k/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-4425285497345725612</id><published>2008-08-31T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T06:19:46.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went for breakfast early morning. K not so early, about 9 plus. SUPPOSED TO BE 9 PLUS. but thanks to some retarded bugger, so keypoh like dunnoe what, i got scolded and lectured by Daddy. Clearing up the misunderstanding with Daddy takes up like 1 hour plus. Then i had to call that bugger and explain what happened in the end. I was so close to being pulled back to Indonesia due to the stupid misunderstanding. Fortunately i'm not =) HAH! IN YOUR FACE, you no life retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was late for about 1 and a half hour. Met the rest and then Olivia at the later part of the day. Some of us went to MP library to do our work. That was our main purpose till all of us suddenly lost the mood to do work, at the same time. LOL. So we decided to browse for captivating books to read. We kinda got hungry at about 3 plus? so we left to parkway. When we went down to the first level, we saw this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These stands and posters were around the staircase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLqQRq-XGoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/b0iH9fav4uQ/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLqQRq-XGoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/b0iH9fav4uQ/s320/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240659749667019394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yi Jie: Eh why they so special?? .............. -.-' .......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAHA! noe why? now look at the line below Victoria School,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLqPL6H8QtI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mpDJyQMuL4E/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLqPL6H8QtI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mpDJyQMuL4E/s320/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240658551142892242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAHAHA! damn funny! ahhahahahha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We head off to parkway and walked around a little bit. I notice this cute blue footprints thingy on the escalator! So cute right!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLqPMcysmGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aNb80xPkzRY/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLqPMcysmGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aNb80xPkzRY/s320/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240658560449026146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This suddenly reminds me. You know the Aces Day song is called Elevator by Flo-rida ft Timbaland. During the first practice we had to choreograph the steps, this instructor, a little bit botak and spectacled, very muscular and well built. Biceps, triceps and chest muscles all very solid. We were kinda relieved cos we thought he's not so gay to make us do 'Shuffle' movements. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo: Sekali he play some gay song..&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: No lah! Jo! look at him!&lt;br /&gt;The guy: OKAY! my name is Celvin with a CAPITAL Ceee! *high pitch*&lt;br /&gt;*we laughed like crazy!* hahahhahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the guy from last year came into the room. Yeah they turned out to be friends. He walked into the room like so violent, bang here and there. Automatically we turned and looked at him when the Celvin guy was asking us to listen to the songs he was playing. Obviously we weren't listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celvin: eh dun loook theerre! LISTEEEEEENNNN! *super high pitch*&lt;br /&gt;*i rolled on the ground laughing!* k thats just so gay lahh!&lt;br /&gt;-2A'07 peeps! remember the dude with 'chheeeeeeseeeeee' hahhahahah!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K anyway he played a couple of songs and we decided on elevator. but it was the first time to hear that song, for some of us. We kept calling it 'Escalator'. LOL. instructor kinda got fed up cos we kept calling it Escalator. mixed up luh. Then after a little more discussion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celvin: OKAY! so you all have chosen a song. K so u guys choose Escalator ah.&lt;br /&gt;Us: ELEVATORRR LAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Celvin: Ah OH YAH.*high pitch*&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaha! gosh i miss that dude. so entertaining xD hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Now, everytime i hear the song 'Elevator', i miss Aces Day =/ It's actually damn fun uh..man. i wont mind doing it again, and i dun think the other Sls mind. RIGHT????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo's going to cycle tomorrow! and this time, im gonna get my own bike in Singapore. So no need to rent and stuff =) I was asking around where to buy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo: EH! im finally getting my own bike tomorrow man!! gosh! so exciteeeeddd!!&lt;br /&gt;Dessy: lol. where you wanna buy from?&lt;br /&gt;Dessy: what brand you wanna buy?&lt;br /&gt;Dessy: you wanna buy what kind?&lt;br /&gt;Dessy: mountain bike or wad?&lt;br /&gt;Jo:.. Shit. I honestly have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't noe buying a bike gotta choose so many options. -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that 3H has the most sports people in sec 3 level. Or at least has the most active people though they're not in sports CCA. K or at least the number of people who carry shoebags to school. See, around my seat, i only found a couple at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Extreme left; Jo's, light blue; Jo's, Top; Manish's, Red; Parvesh's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLqX5RmxzcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JC9a9BEoE4o/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLqX5RmxzcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JC9a9BEoE4o/s320/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240668126633381314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then i looked around and found a couple more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The extreme left; Jo's, the Dark blue; Elbert's, Light blue; Jo's, The red on the left; Bridget's, The black at the front; Abhiyan's, Top; Manish's, Red at the bottom; Parvesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLqX5gNaJ4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/fWkPWInLIG0/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLqX5gNaJ4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/fWkPWInLIG0/s320/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240668130553505666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not bad ah ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeee donkkeee, Jo shall do some work now since she gonna spend like half of the day cycling. LOL! Jo's Progress; Completed heymaths, A maths remedial ws and the assignment. Gosh, got TONS MORE TO DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aynsurah&lt;br /&gt;gnapmag&lt;br /&gt;nikibid&lt;br /&gt;hasus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go figure. hahahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-4425285497345725612?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/4425285497345725612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=4425285497345725612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/4425285497345725612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/4425285497345725612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/08/went-for-breakfast-early-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLqQRq-XGoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/b0iH9fav4uQ/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-5996846797260302643</id><published>2008-08-30T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T08:49:07.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where my party people at??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a week. and i've never updated anything. Oh well, life been busy lately. And it's just going to get uglier and uglier. guess why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos the teachers had level meeting and im pretty sure my name has been mentioned. Thus, Mr Tan Kee Hoe wants to meet my guardian this tuesday regarding my results. Speaking of which is horrifying terrible. As compared to my Mid year results. K i think my seat in classes are not good for me. ever since they change the seats, i can't concentrate fully. shucks. And im really worried for the meeting on tuesday. Let's keep fingers crossed he wont shove anything up anybodies' asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about scolding, Jo got her first detention last Thursday. I was late &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TWICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. so yeah. I was suppose to do some lab duty. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SCREW HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;i never make u wait. u purposely told me at that time when u noe wad's the correct time. bugger. we ALL waited so long. gosh i wonder how can somebody like you. gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Mr Tan: U have lab duty, u do ur detention today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Jo: but i have Aces day rehearsal, very important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Mr Tan: NO! u'll go for ur detention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Jo: until wad time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Mr Tan: till the teacher let you go. Where's ur ezlink card?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Jo: oh i lost my wallet. so ezlink gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Mr Tan: Student pass?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Jo: dun have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Mr Tan: then wads inside ur wallet??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Jo: moneey lahhh -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Mr Tan: Give me ur handphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Jo: ..... o.O....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the lab right after english test. So our tasks were different. Asha and I had to peel off tapes and wires pasted on the wooden meter ruler. it's easy but tiring. after peeling off alot of rulers, it was 5.30 then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Jo: what are we gonna do next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Lady: I have another round upstairs. why? u have to go is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Jo: not really. but i suppose to go for this aces day rehearsal thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Lady: ooh. so you have to go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Jo: The rehearsal ends at 6. but yeah i'll only go if u allow me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Lady: oh okay. *returns my phoneI*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ah girls! u guys had to carry on! but since the cher let me off, i didnt &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ESCAPE&lt;/span&gt;. But nooo, still kena scolded by Mr Tan. I didn't do anything wrong wad -.- and due to that, i didnt noe anything about the warm up and down. so i just had to follow the instructor on the day itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;!ACES DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day all Student Leaders have been looking forward to. I was so excited that morning that i woke up at 5.40. I usually wakes up at 7. It's the first time i wore the Student Leader shirt. The rest wore the shirt from the camp. We all gathered and when it's time, we all went to our standing positions;&lt;br /&gt;                                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                Brenda                               Sherly                                 Kai Xiang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                           [ Level 1 ; The other SLs]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bridge                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Poles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hairi                                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;St&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;efan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Faridzuan                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Aaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                           [ Level 1 ; The other SLs]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                Jo                                    Bridget              Olivia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                                        DNT Block&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to do 2 shifts. And honestly at first i thought i would be saved somewhat. Cos i thought the school will be facing those SLs doing at first level. But i was wrong. The minute they turned to face the DNT Block, most of them look up. LOL! made me nervous! like once u messed up, everybody can see! And having these eyes staring up right at you, and you have to focus doing mirror image, it wasn't that easy. Really. But i wont deny it was DAMN FUN. Yeah. man, now no more already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the Teachers Day concert.&lt;br /&gt;1st Up was 2 students from sec 2 singing Chinese song. i think. K honestly i think when it comes to Teachers day celebration or talent search, dun ever sing Chinese songs. Try to pick English songs. other songs never really work in impressing audience. Honestly speaking.&lt;br /&gt;2nd Up was the Mr Yusri and CG's band with 2 sec 2 students. i think. I think the malay guy wasn't bad at all! he can hit the high pitch. I believe that'd be cos his voice hasn't break yet. They composed the song themselves! I didn't know Mr Yusri can play guitar!&lt;br /&gt;3rd Up was the award i think. was it? or was the award the first one? anyway, we all wanted to stand up when they mentioned his name. it was rather awkward lah! cos we were halfway telling each other 'eh later stand up ah stand...' then some already standing up 'WHOOOOO!!!' and by the time some of us stood up, the rest sat down -.- LOL!&lt;br /&gt;4th was Rifat's band! I think Rifat's band was one of the coolest one. Cos they composed their own songs and the songs were actually very nice! They gonna sell their albums for part of their fundraising programme. SPEAKING OF WHICH! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;My group is selling cookies apparently. It's very nice and not fattening cos it's oatmeal instead of chocolate. It's still very nice and no worries, it's hallal. i dun exactly have a picture of it now, but we're selling like 250g for $10. and the smaller packets for about $2. 12 cookies inside. It's considered cheap actually. and Please, give us ur support by ordering =)) much love from the group!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next performance was some quiz and then the Malay lady staff and the general office! she sang a malay song. she sang a chinese song last year. She's super adorable and i suspect she used to be a performer during her young age. Followed by A group of dancers from sec 4. i cant really recognise anybody, except Wafiy. yeah. I didn't noe he can breakdance! That one whole group &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;DAMN PRO&lt;/span&gt;. yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;PRO&lt;/span&gt;. Their steps were complicated and not easy to learn and they pulled it off! well done!! now u guys can study for O's in peace aye?? hhaha! awesome performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Hareesh was next, BEST MAN! Phantom of TK! hahaha! superb! very entertaining! hahahha! those who watched should noe lah aye =) hahaha! very interesting. Last performance was by TK dance club! the routine was kinda short ah actually! lol! but still, well done girls =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TK alumnis returned to TK. I met many familiar faces. Imee, Wan Fong, Weiru, Donna, Nicole, yeahh sadly didn't meet Abygail. Saw Nicholas, Leon, Melson, Lemuel, Kenneth, Xiao Xuan, Shearon (sp?) and the most interesting one. Johnathan, Louis's brother. I DIDNT NOE HE WAS FROM TK! LOL! was kinda shocked when i saw him! hahhah! played a little game, then kinda pulled my hamstring. so i couldnt run. then not fun already ah. no sweat, no fun =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was actually a game arranged for Mr Ernest Fu. but he couldnt come in the end. AND SOME PEOPLE PANGSEH. AAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i shall stop here for today.&lt;br /&gt;K AIMING TO CYCLE FROM ECP TO PASIR RIS ON MONDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night night =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;should i keep on chasing pavements?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-5996846797260302643?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/5996846797260302643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=5996846797260302643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/5996846797260302643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/5996846797260302643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-my-party-people-at-its-been-week.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-4338022490402796736</id><published>2008-08-23T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T09:31:24.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jo was pangseh-ed today.&lt;br /&gt;So she decided to go out and do some shopping with sis at Vivo. I was pleased with what i was carrying in my hand back home =D 2 new tops! Hallelujah! whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pouring like nobody's business earlier part of the day. Then it kinda stopped at about 4 plus nearing 5. It continued to rain after that, at about...k im not sure wad time. I noe it did. I'm pleased with what i've purchased, but still not satisfied. hahaha! come on, which girl had enough of shopping? So yeah, Jo's still hunting for a new bag and new footwear. I think the so-called 'Gladiator Sandals' damn cool! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute we arrived at Vivo, i was dragged by my sis to go to the phone shops. EVERY PHONE SHOP. Samsung, Nokia, Sony Ericsson, LG and even Singtel -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She's been eye-ing this specific phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLAwLw1Fz-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mDa7gQtiLps/s1600-h/sony-ericsson-w760i.250099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLAwLw1Fz-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mDa7gQtiLps/s320/sony-ericsson-w760i.250099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237739345276162018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I, for one, dun find it nice at all =/ I never really liked Sony Ericsson phones, Nokia's better. I think. ahh, some say potato, some say tomato =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We took cab to vivo, it was pouring (reasonable excuse xD) and on the way from home to Vivo, she's been talking to Daddy over the phone. And after some 'intense negotiations' she got herself a new phone. Just nice when we arrived at Vivo. that lucky bom bom. HOWEVER, she got the black one. I uploaded the red version cos she initially wanted the red one. But her friend told her that she was going to buy the same phone, despite knowing that my sis been wanting to get that phone. So my sis chose to get the black one. How nice man...ah! All Joenoes(s) are nice people ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to watch Death Race. My sis said it's considered a 'Gore Movie'. but it looks cool, so who cares =D we queue-ed up, and when we approach the counter i suddenly got super excited. LOL. Death Race looks damn nice lah. (Jo adores the main actor). After discussing which time slot and the seats..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The dude: Ok. 2 ah? can i see your ID please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jo: ohh i lost my ezlink card, it's the one without the pictures'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The dude: oh, does she have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sis: rummaging through her bag* OH CRAP! ON THE TABLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jo: ... .... .... *ready to shave sis bald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE END NEVER WATCH! alerrmmaaqq. -.- nvm, i'll catch it next time. So we embarked on our shopping spree =D hahahha! And honestly, when we went into Forever 21, i feel different. As in, i was actually browsing through outfits that i was planning to try out and if i like it, buy it. Not to pick random stuff for fun and play dress up to kill time. Part of growing up, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Thai cuisine for dinner =) Lovelayee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thai Sunrise! (lime+orange juice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLA02lR3XHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VtM-kg4IRcE/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLA02lR3XHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VtM-kg4IRcE/s320/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237744478956510322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We took the table outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLAwLZ_0zWI/AAAAAAAAAFA/smnrCCupphE/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLAwLZ_0zWI/AAAAAAAAAFA/smnrCCupphE/s320/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237739339147169122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First time, after so long, i spent some quality time with my sister. Or a member of the family. See the thing i like about going out with my elder sis, Daddy and Mommy is that all expenses on them ;) hahahha! i did pay for the dinner!! On the way home, we encountered something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLAwMTh7BrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/QXpFEByNEkY/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLAwMTh7BrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/QXpFEByNEkY/s320/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237739354591004338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wad a gorgeous smile ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLAwMJB5ftI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8KfHjEv4Mf0/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLAwMJB5ftI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8KfHjEv4Mf0/s320/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237739351772331730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLAwL8jnh-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/cZtx6GlnFbk/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLAwL8jnh-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/cZtx6GlnFbk/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237739348424099810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The ones i found at Olivia's place ALOT smaller! hahha! Louis finds them interesting, yuck. grosssssss. Ah! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he adores Cats' butts&lt;/span&gt;. trust me, he does. LOL. Speaking of which, we all will be having another fund-raising tomorrow. and after tomorrow, it'll be at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY PLACE&lt;/span&gt;! HAH! no more far distance traveling for Jo! hell to the yeah! K i can't really remember wad else to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Serves you right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-4338022490402796736?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/4338022490402796736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=4338022490402796736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/4338022490402796736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/4338022490402796736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/08/jo-was-pangseh-ed-today.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SLAwLw1Fz-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mDa7gQtiLps/s72-c/sony-ericsson-w760i.250099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-4623661744302980783</id><published>2008-08-22T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T10:37:28.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's get random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anybody recognizes this kinda seats?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SK7yv6yue7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/HjKRtHXHBck/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SK7yv6yue7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/HjKRtHXHBck/s320/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237390321728256946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah you can easily find that kinda seats at Kallang Macs.&lt;br /&gt;I would say that Kallang Macs is one of the many places you'll spot many netballers. Reason being, very near Kallang Netball Centre. So usually we'll be having carnivals early in the morning at Kallang. Usually about 9 or 10 plus. So most of the time, we'll meet at Macs first for breakfast. One of my dear juniors came, put her bag..and start to twirl (if thats the right word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A video would be clearer, huh? k lah next time video lah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SK7ywJPtTSI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cbq6QOD2SMo/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SK7ywJPtTSI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cbq6QOD2SMo/s320/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237390325607910690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another random thing: Love letters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You see, this picture shows the sweetest torn love letter i've ever seen! hahaha! created by Cheryl and Ningy..to..Olivia =D HAHHAHA! it's hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SK7ywZTfRbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rmjBWTwK1_s/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SK7ywZTfRbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rmjBWTwK1_s/s320/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237390329918735794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's do it again ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SK7ywdHWhrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/pp7XifKfQOc/s1600-h/DSC02720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SK7ywdHWhrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/pp7XifKfQOc/s320/DSC02720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237390330941572786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;K random much. ANY-OH-HOW..i havent been updating my blog for like a couple of days. so let's start with what Jo has done last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K i stayed at home. LOL. i wanted to go cycling, but nobody wanted to go. soo..nvm. then i was planning to go out with my sis, and again..she was kinda reluctant to go (partying with her friends) soo..nvm. I started to play Nancy Drew. It's one of my fave! besides CSI of course. I think those kinda games are super interesting. I'm attracted to detective, solving crimes, laws and cheem medicine stuff by nature. I just find them simply addictive, u play one episode, u wanna play the whole series. LOL. no kidding. So i did finish 2 episodes! hahah! Damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did Fund-raising on Sunday. or was it Monday? oh well, I was late due to the pouring rain. The minute i arrived to meet Olivia and Louis, we started going around. LOL! First few blocks that we went to weren't that successful. And guess wad, we encountered a dead, turned-over, tail-detached lizard. Dead or not, it's still LIZARD. It's still YUCK! Of course i dun dare to go near it. But some bugger threaten to pick it up and toss it to me! I was on the second floor, not daring to run down. I was scared Louis would really pick it up and throw it to me. Then, instead of helping, Olivia found herself enjoying the moment of her life recording how retarded my actions were -.- Thanks so much, best friend.. LOL! After going a couple of houses, we came across a house who owns a cat. Louis was so smart, he went to pick the cat up and touched its butt -.- He threatened Olivia and I that he would touch our faces. That's gross! Cat's head nvm lah, this one the buttock noe! eewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ran everywhere and screamed like shit. LOL! It was damn funny lah. We recorded it, but im not posting the videos, i was partially in it. K i was MOSTLY in it. Though it was horrible to run around like crazy, being fooled that Louis was chasing me with a lizard in his hand, it was memorable =) hahha! and we earned alot of money that day, with lesser time and it was ALOT LESS tiring. thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! while playing nancy drew, i actually came across a place in the game. called 'Phelps' Printing Shop' I TOOK A PICTURE! but then i accidentally deleted it, AH DAMMIT. nvm, i'll tkae again the next time i play. Phelps is my idol lah! another drooling material. HAHAH! another fund-raising next Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K im super sleepy now, im gonna go get my sleep and i'll carry on tomorrow =)&lt;br /&gt;goodnighty! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jo wants to marry whoever builts fireworks ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-4623661744302980783?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/4623661744302980783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=4623661744302980783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/4623661744302980783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/4623661744302980783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/08/lets-get-random.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SK7yv6yue7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/HjKRtHXHBck/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-1093052891137383555</id><published>2008-08-16T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T07:06:42.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello&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/7531035036416528547-1093052891137383555?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/1093052891137383555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=1093052891137383555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1093052891137383555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1093052891137383555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-574407287568690719</id><published>2008-08-15T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:34:46.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's done is done. Let bygones be bygones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Common Test is over and no doubt papers are screwed. Some severely, some were utter rubbish, while some were okay. Oh well, it's just CT. Take it as a motivation for End Year Exam. One step back, 2 step front. So do cheer up aye people =) I screwed my papers like shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; too. Terribly done. and again, What's done is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did i miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ah yes, 2A gathering =)&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go Marina Square to watch Mummy. Only some of us watched while the others came later to watch the fireworks. The movie was 'okay', still i dun think it worth the money. We bought the Mummy combo thing and we got the free rubber strap or something. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;We shuffled the seats as usual, and this time the seating arrangement was;&lt;br /&gt;[Rachel]-[Sebastian]-[Faris]-[Ricky]-[Jo]-[Farhan]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we're done with the movie we met the rest outside Macs. Then we went to look for a suitable spot to watch the fireworks. We realized alot of people went to chop their places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; way earlier than us. We thought we were early. LOL. After spending alot of time looking for a spot, some of us stayed near the foodcourt while Farhan and Sebastian go around Marina Square to look for the location. Suddenly, Sebastian came to us and asked us to quickly follow him cos they've found a very good spot. We followed him to the Golden Village and there was this exit door. When one whole big group of us went in together, we were caught. The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; Golden Village person asked us to come out and told us to go down using other exits. So we walked away. Nonetheless, we return and this time we went in pairs. So i went first with Sebastian. We walked through the exit door and nobody called us. There was this short hallway to another door which leads to a staircase and then another exit door. Farhan was waiting outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebastian: EH K GO HURRY HURRY RUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran. He held the door open for the rest. Then he got caught. The thing is, the guard only saw Sebastian walking in. He didnt know i was already at the staircase. Sebastian walked out, and i was left alone! The floor was super sticky lah. I think due to spilled coke or something. I was stuck inside and i didn't dare to walk out. I called but none picked up. Then i told Farhan to just walk pass any doors he can find. I stare out from the tiny glass on the door. The NDP people were marching and if i exit from that door, i'll be trespassing the restricted area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; THEN i saw Farhan walked pass, so i just ran out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo: EH FARHAN FARHAN! *then saw the others got caught as well* oohhh shit o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;See i was behind this door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWokiN1G3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Xrv7J097RGo/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWokiN1G3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Xrv7J097RGo/s320/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234775487501638514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWok8Vf_tI/AAAAAAAAADY/3ptdRA-ffb4/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWok8Vf_tI/AAAAAAAAADY/3ptdRA-ffb4/s320/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234775494513131218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When i walked out, Farhan and Sebastian were dealing with the guards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWoluzvi-I/AAAAAAAAADg/z6Y0n5WJ7Kw/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWoluzvi-I/AAAAAAAAADg/z6Y0n5WJ7Kw/s320/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234775508061752290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;NPCC i think? i was too fascinated somehow! LOL.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWol_UjsnI/AAAAAAAAADo/dbyzkdpdGOA/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWol_UjsnI/AAAAAAAAADo/dbyzkdpdGOA/s320/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234775512494355058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard they're the real army people. How cool!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWomAuG9zI/AAAAAAAAADw/9q_ddrV761Q/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWomAuG9zI/AAAAAAAAADw/9q_ddrV761Q/s320/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234775512869959474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAP!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWoy2LROnI/AAAAAAAAAD4/EqGHpuYznX0/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWoy2LROnI/AAAAAAAAAD4/EqGHpuYznX0/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234775733377776242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;     So we didnt really get to see the fireworks or nonewadsoever. Later, we met up with some 3J students. We were starving but every single places to eat in Marina Square was filled. So we decided to go Suntec City instead. OH! I met Haiqel =) glad he still recognizes me. While walking through the convection centre, the fireworks were set off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We ran and chionged all the way across where we can take picture of the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWrC4aT8uI/AAAAAAAAAEA/9QLTnE3OCkg/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWrC4aT8uI/AAAAAAAAAEA/9QLTnE3OCkg/s320/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234778207878902498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWrDPSSFEI/AAAAAAAAAEI/eMBpmOlCV_Q/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWrDPSSFEI/AAAAAAAAAEI/eMBpmOlCV_Q/s320/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234778214019241026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, indo got alot lah. We ate at food court and lepak lepak abit =) hahaha! We went to the space outside ToysRUs. LOL. We played sme hand-slapping games and Pepsi Cola. hahaha! and some deprived people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWsYA6bgEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uIt-Tq9uryk/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWsYA6bgEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uIt-Tq9uryk/s320/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234779670449979458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then one more joined in! haahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWsYZGXIqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/yJmK6RV65VU/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWsYZGXIqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/yJmK6RV65VU/s320/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234779676942475938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; Some of us tonned at Merilyn's place. K actually only Sebastian and I. I think her parents are simply adorable =) very very very nice, warm and loving parents. She has a cute cousin too y'know xD! ahhaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention? The other day when Desmund and I studied in the mrt, we finally got out to change train to Pasir Ris. When we tapped out, something was wrong. we cannot go out. At first Desmund tapped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*light turns red*&lt;br /&gt;Desmund: eh why cannot ah?&lt;br /&gt;Jo: HAHHAA! LOSER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i tapped out (still laughing)&lt;br /&gt;*light turns red*&lt;br /&gt;Jo: oh shit -.-&lt;br /&gt;Desmund: AH! LAUGH SOMEMORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we both went to the information counter. guess what the lady said..&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Oh your card is charged for overtime. You have to pay $2.&lt;br /&gt;We were gobsmacked lah! We didnt even noe that there was such thing as overtime! HAHAH! and we studied inside for like...more than 2 hours?? hahahha! funny sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K i shall get some sleep and continue tomorrow =DD&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight peeps ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;It ends tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-574407287568690719?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/574407287568690719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=574407287568690719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/574407287568690719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/574407287568690719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-done-is-done-let-bygones-be.html' title='What&apos;s done is done. Let bygones be bygones.'/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SKWokiN1G3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Xrv7J097RGo/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-5077957879007660079</id><published>2008-08-11T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T06:21:58.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will post about the class gathering after common test.&lt;br /&gt;As for today, I was 'demanded' by Mr Ooi to post about what happen today (Monday, 11 August 2008). I was suppose to have tuition actually. But tutor cancelled last minute. So hooray =) Wanted to study in the Airport today. Had lunch and etc, started studying at about 2.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, due to SOMEBODY's immaturity, instead of studying we were snatching each other memory cards to see pictures -.- wasted alot of time noe. I got kinda fed up so decided to go home. Went to the MRT. When we board the train and reached Expo, we found ourselves studying somewhat. LOL! books open on our lap and calculators and colour pens. LOL. So we decided to study IN the MRT. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Desmund: Eh study here lah. We go there take back go there take back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Jo: ah ok ah set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Tanah Merah Interchange, everybody went out and some came in. But we just stayed there and head all the way back to Changi Airport. Trust me, we had no life. LOL. Reached back at Changi Airport, everybody went out and some came in. We continued to study and head back to Tanah Merah Interchange. Believe it or not, the cycle repeats for 10 times. LOL. from Changi Airport to Tanah Merah Interchange - from Tanah Merah Interchange to Changi Airport = 1. 10 times. yeah we got so sick of that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 8th cycle, Desmund moved to the seat across. The ceiling on top of his seat was drippin water. We were talking about shoes and feet. Yeah i admit, my feet is not long but it's 'wide' hahaha. To be honest, most of TKP netballers do. checked with my batch and some of the juniors. must be TKP trainings. Still dessy, my shoe size alot smaller than urs. cant believe he wears shoes of UK size 9. Then we compared our jackets. his is size L when mine's S. S is already big. How the heck he wore L -.- and it doesnt look big on him! Then we notice that most of TKP netballers are kinda 'musculine' LOL. i gotta admit, we do have alot of muscles. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, after a couple of years of training in TKP, it's not surprising some of us actually have abs. Not those scary gold-bar kind of abs. But u see, we trained hard. We had to run around some park thingy near the Fowlie primary school nonstop for about 30 min i believe. Some actually covered 18-20 rounds. We had to lie on the burning ground under the hot sun, lift our legs up 90 degrees-45 degrees-25 degrees for dunnoe how long. and we do hell lots of drills. Thats why some actually made it to National team. Trust me, National players are very musculine and they're frigging good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wan to bring up the issues about some people's attitude. Which i think is very rude. Joking once or twice, okay. But some went overboard. Calling a girl man, is damn rude. U may think it's funny, but i can bet with u, if u call some national players man, u gonna get whacked. I honestly think it's worst than calling a guy, sissy. So i was telling desmund that when i join TK, some idiots may make fun. But if i go to SSS, no one will make fun cos generally they all have a lot of muscles. Plus, a GIRL doesnt have to be the 'Nail Polished-Shimmy Shimmy-Lip Glossed' barbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote that on a piece of paper, cos SOMEBODY couldn't hear after moving across. I tossed the paper across, and without opening, he tossed it back at me -.- i was like 'rrrrreeeeeaaaaaaddd'. the he went 'ooh ohh OHH'. Then some extra guy looked at us, smiled then suddenly start laughing to himself shaking his head -.- his childhood wasnt as fun as ours huh des? lol! I was wearing hoodie, with the hood in front. Dessy, being an irritant as usual, put the hoodie over to my face. Then he pinched my nose -.- and when i pull the hoodie off, there was this old uncle sitting across staring at us then looked away. i glared at des.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Jo: U retarded lahh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Des: wad i do??!!?! Eh Jo Jo *nudge and whisper* that uncle just now pinch ur nose now act innocent sia. tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Jo:....................... -.- ........................ noob noob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we finally decided to stop, get off the train and head to pasir ris. Took 15 all the way back. Ah! we had korean for lunch. =DD Pictures another time ah! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK PEEPS FOR COMMON TEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Desmund Ooi, i say this because i care....GET A LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peanut Butter is addictive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-5077957879007660079?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/5077957879007660079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=5077957879007660079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/5077957879007660079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/5077957879007660079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-will-post-about-class-gathering-after.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-6027992090941957885</id><published>2008-08-08T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T05:15:21.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joy to the world!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jo is back to blog. Warning people, it's gonna be LONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gosh, my last post was like since last last Thursday (24-7-08) and now is like Friday (8-8-08). That's 2 weeks and Jo was kinda 'extremely' busy with activities. And i still need to juggle ALOT of things. For example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing much happened on Friday (none that i could recall).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday (26-7-08)- Had Geog extra lesson in the morning and Fund raising at the later part of the day. Geog ended at about 10. I was suppose to meet Olivia and Louis for fundraising at 11. or 10.30. LOL. But then thinking that i still have time (somewhat), i went to play volleyball for a while with 3H girls (Belle, Bridget, Isabel and Hazel). And i just couldnt stop playing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*ball went out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo: K LAST BALL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*ball went out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo: K REALLY REALLY LAST BALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*ball went out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo: K NVM LAST BALL LAST BALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*ball went out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo: AIYO SHIT! K THIS TIME REALLY REALLLLY LAST BALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Belle: AIYO JO! wan to 'last ball' how many times????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL! so i was late. then rushed there by cab, met at Simei there to get ingredients for our cookies. Off we went to Olivia's place. Amazingly, Louis could tahan himself from swearing the minute he stepped into the house. Believe me, thats VERY RARE. We started baking and asked Olivia's parents to try. LOL! our first attempt, the dough was amazing! but we didnt get the right temperature and timing for the oven. So some were burnt and all. But it was good! That was it for the day. Olivia had tuition after that, so we left home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sunday (27-7-08) we did another fund raising, this time round..CAR WASH. we washed 3 cars and within 3 hours (including going to ppls house to find customers), we earned $78. EH THATS NOT BAD AT ALL! lol! hard work man! After the whole thing i stayed over at Olivia's place and her dad sent us to school on Monday mornings. Super tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing much happened, till Thursday (31-7-08).As per normal, we had trainings. But this time round, something happened. Shiao were playing soccer with the landers outside the bookshop. So coach scolded him in a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Coach: Eh can u all play somewhere else? use ur brain! is this the right place to play??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*then some sec 4 guys replied*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sec 4 guys: Yah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Coach: WHO SAID YES COME OUT NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sec 4 guys: *start nudging each other* eh go lah go lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*nobody went*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Coach: GOT GUTS TO SAY NO GUTS TO ADMIT! NO BALLS AH U!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sec 4 guys: *suddenly start laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;they kinda ignored him. Obviously coach wasnt happy. When mr Singh came, he complained to Mr Singh. So Mr Singh walked over to the sec 4 guys table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*murmured to themselves*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sec 4 guys: EH MR SINGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;they had to move somewhere else. And when they were walking pass, they laughed at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Coach: NOT HAPPY U COME HERE! GOT SOMETHING TO SAY?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sec 4 guy: Bye. *start laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were super scared, we'll get it from him cos he's angry. haiyo -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the training, he took Linda, Wenna and I to kallang for them to shoot. And once they finish shooting, he took me to some sinsei at Geylang to fix my ankle. It's some old injury. DAMN PAINFUL! After that, my foot got bruise -.- It looked bad. Really bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday (2-8-08) was the Pesta Sukan Second Round (double knock-out round). There was a change in the fixtures and we werent aware. So instead of playing with Nan Hua, we played with SSS. And gosh, they were good. some of them play for national team. So yeah. The second game that we lost was to River Valley. I couldnt really run with my ankle, so bridget took over WD. But i think everybody was too tired, so we lost that match and so we're out. NONETHELESS! i made a new friend! =D during the match just before against River Valley. Match with Canberra. I was playing WD, and there's this SUPER FRIENDLY GIRL who was playing WA. Her name is Apryl =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Apryl: ahh weather so hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo: YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*gossiped about the umpire abit* and next thing u noe, we were exchanging email adds =D ahahha! she's a year younger than me, super friendly =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the carnival, we went to Kallang Leisure Park to eat. we went for a THRILLING RIDE. ahhahah =D those who went, sssshhhhhhh! LOL! super fun! OH! we learnt how to play 'pyak pyak bang bang' LOL! Level Pigs. LOL. *sorry, inside joke* Olivia, Stella, Yasmeen, Syuhaidah and I headed to Kallang Mrt to go Tampines. Some crap happened lah. But i had my haircut and we did another fund raising (BAKE COOKIES). We tried a new recipe. But eh not bad noe. Louis family was so pleasant, loving and super friendly. His parents are great cook. And Louis looks alot like his elder brother, Jonathan. His mom cooked sushi for us, it was DAMN NICE! Gave us a ride home also! So nice right???? wad happen to u ahh, Louis????? LOL! kidding kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sunday (3-8-08) sent Heng Kiat off to UK with astrid. not many went though. All too busy sleeping. LOL. Not to sound deprived, but it was my first time going to the terminal 3. Every single one of my flight overseas all at Terminal 2. Head off straight to Yishun Safra afterwards. Sorry ah, i caused everybody to be late. YISHUN SAFRA IS LIKE PHYSICAL FITNESS HEAVEN! they have everything there! Weapon Range, Wall Climbing, Swimming Pool and other stuff. DAMN COOL! LOL! being a netballer, we dun go to Yishun Safra for training. So i didnt mean to sound deprived. We did Ascending,Abseiling and Ice Climbing with the Women's Everest Team. I didnt do the abseiling, kinda nothing much. Ice Climbing was the most challenging, but super fun. Olivia was about to start climbing when &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Joel went : EH OLIVIA! WAIT! CHALLENGE JO AH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Olivia: AH SET! KK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*off we started to climb. After a while, Olivia couldn't familiarize herself with the equipments and wad she was suppose to do. So after a while, she was still struggling and she was too tired to climb on. LOL.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo: Olivia! can or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Olivia: AAAHHH JOO!!! CANNOT CANNOOTT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo: COME ON! TRY TRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Olivia: OKAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*after a while*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo: *damn tired, look down* EH WOMAN! WAD U DOING DOWN THERE??????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Olivia: *exhausted* I CANNOTT!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;interesting challenge. hahaha =D good try good try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I head we can take our Lvl 1 rock Climbing during sept hols! how fun!! xD we all went to eat after that. ahhah! kinda fun ah! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AS FOR TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;National Day Celebration! ahhaha! we weren't high lah. LOL! so yeah. Great performance from every single CCA. Dance, Choir, Drama and some sec 4s. The parade turned out ALOT better than the rehearsals. And the Band performance was jaw-dropping. SO COOL LAH. basically the celebration was alot better than last year's. hahaha! We played a lil of netball after that and then went to do fund raising again. Olivia and I, with the help of Clare (Olivia's neighbor), managed to wash 2 cars with a couple of kids to baby-sit after common test. THIS SMALL LITTLE DUDE CALLED NILO! IS DAMN CUTE! K when i baby-sit him, i'll take photo of him. SUPER ADORABLE! MY GOSH! and more! hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HALLELUJAH! I TOOK BUS HOME TODAY! =DDD to be honest, it's the first time i took bus home from olivia's place. NO wait......i think it's the second. WELL DONE JO! =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2A outing tomorrow =D so i shall do some work now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S: APRYL! JO HAS UPDATED =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;AH BEFORE I FORGET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMMY!! =DDD LOVES FROM JO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo likes no one. (TRUE or FALSE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-6027992090941957885?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/6027992090941957885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=6027992090941957885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/6027992090941957885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/6027992090941957885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/08/joy-to-world-jo-is-back-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-558285549760602125</id><published>2008-07-24T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T07:46:45.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Learning how to stand on your feet, live by yourself is not easy at the age of 15. Believe me, it isn't. If you're planning to try, dun try for a couple of weeks. Try a year or so. Then you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been a lil hectic. Busy schedule, not enough time to rest and sleep to restore energy. Hence, i'm getting tired faster than usual. I can't concentrate in class, i'm way behind the others in all subjects..basically i'm doomed. hell yeah. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'll still try to pull myself up =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered about Physics Test last Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Qn: Calculate the speed of the Ultrasound in air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Qamarul Answer: Like ferrari like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he really wrote that down -.- and during english today, he sat somewhere beside me. I was trying to practice oral. Then suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Qamarul: Hyyaaaa! (those martial art ppl) *start tossing small bits of eraser*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Jo: ............. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continuously did that and it started to get really distracting! LOL! You are trying to practice English oral, and there he was..some deprived kid 'hyaa hyaa' by the side -.- aiyoooo.&lt;br /&gt;Today started kinda scary. Cos the level heads were scolding those who kinda pon-ned RH day. They were shouting like wad lah. scary man -.- Then today during recess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Jo: So how was it? wad happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Cheryl: Nothing ahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Jo: he screamed at u all like wad sia. damn scary noe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Cheryl: YEAH! but aiya! pon only! No big deal! nothing one lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Yvette: Yeah right...i bet you wont EVER DARE to do it again -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Cheryl: OF COURSE NOT LAHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Falling Down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-558285549760602125?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/558285549760602125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=558285549760602125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/558285549760602125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/558285549760602125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/07/learning-how-to-stand-on-your-feet-live.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-1118706464787421821</id><published>2008-07-23T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T07:00:57.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SHORT UPDATES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I mentioned that i went for some fund raising last Sunday at Mountbatten CC on the last post. Actually i overslept, suppose to meet at TK at 8, i just open my eyes at 7.50. LOL. so in the end i took a cab rush all the way to mountbatten CC. My cab was waiting outside the condo, and i was so kuku i waited for like at least 10 min inside -.- The minute i got into the cab.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Uncle: EH WHO IS THAT AH? THE BIG MAN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jo: haah? I.. *cut off*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Uncle: HE ANYHOW SCOLD ME NOE! even the security guard never say anything. he just come and shouted 'EH GET OUT!! GET OUT!!' i told him 'U DUN NEED TO SHOUT RIGHT! CAN SAY NICELY RIGHT!' very rude, am i right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jo: haah? yeahh. but i dunno who he is ah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Uncle: He just shout at me 'U GET OUT GET OUT! NOW!' i didnt do anything wrong, did i? then is there a need for him to shout..i am not deaf. i shouted back 'U CAN SAY NICELY RIGHT!' then i drove out! so rude ahh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jo: haah? yeahh. ah relax ah uncle. i also dunno why he shout ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Uncle: I hope he die ah today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jo: ......... o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You know one day, i'll record a video of daily occurance in 3H and i'm so gonna post it. Very interesting, very very interesting =) hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Racial Harmony Day today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Joshua, Olivia, Parvesh and I participated in the Amazing Race. DAAMMMNNNNNN TIRIIING! We all agreed that we ran at least 3 km. totaly distance not sure. But for a team without a map, we weren't that bad =)) We completed the challenges quickly, but we wasted alot of time on finding the venues. Overall it was still damn fun lah =) HAHAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Parvesh: K. 23 July 2008, 11.09 am is the most embarrasing day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LOL! inside joke ah sorry! LOL! still dun get the fingers are linked. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Muscles aching now and there's training tomorrow. I'm so doomed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P.S: LEM! GO HOME! so late already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P.S.S: YOU! i noe u're free! go check out this site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wheredidshegetit.com/"&gt;www.WhereDidSheGetIt.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's a site mainly to help female to find out where to buy certain outfits. If you encounter some people wearing a fab top or bottom, wondering where to get, this is the perfect site to go =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I grow up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-1118706464787421821?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/1118706464787421821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=1118706464787421821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1118706464787421821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1118706464787421821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/07/short-updates-i-mentioned-that-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-5744422405822801739</id><published>2008-07-21T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T08:28:34.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SISnL8S3p8I/AAAAAAAAACw/0jbIjlNF9Ck/s1600-h/Image091.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;K i've introduced some messed-up life situation teen a few days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now imma introduce a marvellous 14 years old kid who participated in Britain Got Talent 2008. As a matter of fact, this amazing kid won the whole show! The name's George Sampson. He auditioned on 2007, but was rejected for the judges think that he wasn't good enough. He was 13 then. So he came back with awesome dance routines and blew off the judges. Even judge, Simon Cowell had nothing to criticise on. They were extremely impressed on how much George has improved. Here's his semi+Final performance =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TKKdvyTd4rg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TKKdvyTd4rg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was shown to me by Parvesh. He said that George was like the Cinderella story. He lives in a 1 room flat and his mom has no money to send him to dance school. He practiced using a dumped mirror and choreographed his own steps. Not only his choreography was perfect, he has this adorable face with a very charming smile =) He was hoping to win the show and said 'If i win, not only it will change my life..it will SAVE my life.' NOONE DESERVES IT BETTER =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I woke up with my left eye swollen this morning. I think it was because my fingers were kinda dirty when i took out my contact lense the previous night. Everytime i blink, it hurts =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway on Sunday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I got to Mountbatten CC by Mr Singh's car. I think his car is damn nice, compared to SOMEBODY'S. We started Fund Raising at about 9 and ended at 1.30. Glad to say, i think we raised about $100? Cmon, nowadays not many are willing to donate. So i'll say $100 isn't bad at all. There were Candy Floss, Pop Corns, Puffs and other FOOD =D the Cotton Candy and popcorns were free of charge to those who volunteered and working. Left to Kallang Leisure Park after the whole thing. We ate and then bowled =) hahha! We played some IQ questions too! hahhaha! interesting outing i shall say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Basically after the whole fund raising event,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Some people learn the value of Charity (more like money)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225487631999288018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SISpUMODwtI/AAAAAAAAADA/81B8M9WAqKY/s320/Image091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some finally learnt how to open plastic bag (hahah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225487627969372850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SISpT9NQIrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/B-z4W8sENcA/s320/Image092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While some finally learnt how to play PSP =)) HAHAH! (Well Done Mr Singh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225487633985649954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SISpUTnpPSI/AAAAAAAAADI/PI878-ljE1g/s320/Image090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-5744422405822801739?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/5744422405822801739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=5744422405822801739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/5744422405822801739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/5744422405822801739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/07/k-ive-introduced-some-messed-up-life.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SISpUMODwtI/AAAAAAAAADA/81B8M9WAqKY/s72-c/Image091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-2402903243152556036</id><published>2008-07-19T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T09:59:55.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gastric is a pain in the butt -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;not literally uh, ah u get wad i mean. It's in the pain in the stomach, just that it's super pain and unpleasant lah yeahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Woke up early today to help the juniors get the bibs and the balls. I didn't know school open so early o.O i managed to reach kallang netball centre just when they were warming up. For my division, we only suppose to meet at 11. Olivia suggested for me to go home and sleep then come back -.- I'll only be able to sleep for like 2 hours at the most. So i decided to go macs and read a book, do some work, eat breakfast and wait for the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sorry uh, my passes really did waste alot of your energy. You guys worked so hard to intercept and bring down the ball, but Jo on the other hand went to waste it by her pathetic passes. Still, i promise that i'll work on it! Overall, out of 5/6 games, we won the rest but lost to 1 'ALL TEAMS'. this team basically consists of players from RGS, CEDAR and SSS. So yeah, they're damn friggin good. The juniors draw 2 games and won the rest. So i am proud to announce, both teams are qualified for the next round =))well done girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;However, the whole carnival caused Jo to get sunburn -.- It's my whole face, my neck, my arms. And the funny thing was that, i was the only who kena sunburn! DAMN PAIN LAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to meet Astrid and co at kallang leisure park after that. lemme show u an interesting conversation;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jo: is my ticket with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Heng Kiat: yeah. Ningy coming at 6 plus. So i gonna go eat my lunch first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jo: oh okay. who you with now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Heng Kiat: nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jo: HAH? ALONE AH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Heng Kiat: yeahh lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Olivia: *background sound* LONER LONER LONER LONER LONER LONER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After a while, olivia turn to speak to Heng Kiat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jo: *background sound* LONER LONER LONER LONER LONER LONER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahha! super fun man. should do this more often!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We went to Esplanade Theatre after that to catch the MAGIC BOX. I got the ticket for free, so yeah i think the show wasn't so bad. LOL. it was interesting lah. Headed to Raffles City for supper and then we headed home =) I'm dying to sleep right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gotta be in school by 8 tmr. so early lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HEY! YOU ARE MOST WELCOMED TO COME DOWN TO MOUNTBATTEN CC TO SUPPORT THE FUNDRAISING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Goodnight y'al!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-2402903243152556036?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/2402903243152556036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=2402903243152556036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2402903243152556036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2402903243152556036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/07/gastric-is-pain-in-butt.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-1773857911977831111</id><published>2008-07-18T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T05:02:41.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jo's phone's fixed =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not only they fixed the screen, they fixed the slide part thing too =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So after collecting, i was so happy that it's fixed and i wanted to send messages. THEN......i found out that my first 2 rows of keypad weren't working at all -.- bugger ...went back to get it repaired (no extra cost) but it took more than 30 min. Me, Astrid and her China-buddy decided to go to the foodcourt to eat some dessert (sp?), the grass jelly. Then we returned to the nokia shop to get my phone =) and finally, it's working perfectly fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Was supposed to go for some TKP alumni thing, BUT THEN................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;GHL pangseh-ed us. He told us to meet under rotunda then all go together to TKP. But in the end he went without us -.- he started the meeting somemore. So i followed aman, 'go for the next meeting lah'. unfortunately, there's no next meeting. JET GOH LAH! alamaq! say wan to meet at 4. in the end go without us.. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pesta Sukan's tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's a netball carnival where both C and B div mix together under the same category. But since our juniors rock to the core, there's nothing to worry about =) On the other hand, we got ALOT to worry about. k at least i do. We'll be playing against tough teams and i'm super worried if my passes gonna kill the team tomorrow =/ ah Jo dun screw up dun screw up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH! Bayar was asking if we're interested in joining the Teachers' Day performance. LOL! hahha! to be honest, i dun really mind. as in when he asked i wasn't like 'HELL NO!'. in fact, i may consider! lol! of course that will only happen if the rest are joining. I'm not exactly sure who are 'the rest'. but if anyone's interested, tell us ya! =D join for the fun of it! who noes how it goes man, maybe it'll turn out fun =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Looking forward to RH day =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soft-side.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-1773857911977831111?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/1773857911977831111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=1773857911977831111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1773857911977831111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1773857911977831111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/07/jos-phones-fixed-not-only-they-fixed.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-2738583992079544921</id><published>2008-07-17T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T05:35:14.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;SUPSUPSUP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a game with Extreme.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Bok's club and my gosh they're good. They're really good especially Yan Siew. That one POWER i tell you. She played just now, and i was like 'WHAT????????????????????' unbelievably pro! Wynne's idol, now Jo's idol too! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooots i just cooked my own dinner. turned out pretty well =))&lt;br /&gt;my friendship problem isn't so bad now.&lt;br /&gt;And though today's training still unpleasant like usual, i kinda noe my problem now and i think i can improve on it. So at least now i noe what exactly is wrong with my passes so i wont call his screaming unreasonable. I'm kinda lost now in maths chapters, but i'll be having tuition this weekend, so i'm gonna shoot all the questions swimming in my head and clear my doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUSPLUSPLUS!&lt;br /&gt;my phone is fixed!! =D i can collect it tomorrow! YEAHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;and the cost didnt even reach $100! my gosh! YAY! my wallet hasn't been found but i've blocked the lost POSB card. and i'm getting a replacement =) not only that, i'll get my IC to be terminated too tmr. and then i'll get a new one =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K Jo's life getting better =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dun be too happy Jo, sekali something bigger is going wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murphy's law; 'When everything seems to be going perfectly well, one must have overlooked something'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-2738583992079544921?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/2738583992079544921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=2738583992079544921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2738583992079544921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2738583992079544921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/07/supsupsup-had-game-with-extreme.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-2316509211585611717</id><published>2008-07-16T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T08:12:18.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dun be lame?? You're the retarded idiot. Got louder and deeper voice so wad? big ah???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;get lost lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-2316509211585611717?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/2316509211585611717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=2316509211585611717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2316509211585611717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2316509211585611717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/07/dun-be-lame-youre-retarded-idiot.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-4041262519823791469</id><published>2008-07-15T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T07:49:52.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Life is so f'up right now. Just not my week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lemme intro somebody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Josephine Joenoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a 15 years old teenager, studying in Tanjong Katong Secondary School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She's facing and has to settle it on her own;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1] Friendship problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;2] CCA problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;3] Studies problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;4] Family problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;5] Competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;6] Projects deadline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;7] House chores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;8] Financial problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;9] Lost and spoiled valuables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;10] Keep in shape and stay healthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;11] Own meals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;12] Homeworks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;13] Luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;14] Trust issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yes,these are the things Jo's struggling with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jo lost her wallet and her phone is spoiled. so advance apology if i never reply or anything. Being a 15 years old teen, i should act as a young adult by now and see things in a more mature way. Be wiser and face problems maturely. Problems will not disappear by tears or slitting wrists. No use sitting down and complain about it for the rest of the day. (Jo's trying to pick herself up). Life is not fair by nature, Life is what you make it. I can't just sit down and do nothing, then nothing will happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Champions are a rare breed. They see beyond the dangers, the risks, the obstacles &amp;amp; the hardships"-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Pain is temporary, Glory is forever"-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know who I am,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know where I stand,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would never run away when life gets bad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-4041262519823791469?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/4041262519823791469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=4041262519823791469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/4041262519823791469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/4041262519823791469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-is-so-fup-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-8621113865594654458</id><published>2008-07-14T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T07:17:25.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I LOST MY WALLET! T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went to take a bus to TKG bustop to meet YiJie this morning. So i boarded 76, tapped my ezlink and put my wallet on my lap. And when i reached the TKG stop, i quickly stuffed my headset inside my bag but totally forgot about my wallet. I got down and then i met YiJie. We went to 7-11 to buy some sweets. THEN i start searching my bag for my wallet. and guess wad *poof* IT'S GONE. my gosh! it's so heartbreaking lah! It's a good thing YiJie was there to help me pay first. thanks alot ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I mean, out of all the things i possess (sp?), why the wallet??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That wallet alone costs me $72! it was my dream wallet lah! those long kind so that the notes wont be folded. My ezlink cards are inside (both primary and secondary), my POSB card is inside, my membership cards, the movie and flight tickets, the 'valentine-card'. Basically my wallet holds alot of memories. AND FOR PETE'S SAKE, WHY THE WALLET???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I gotta say that SBS service was rather disappointing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The line was busy THE WHOLE TIME. i kept trying to call them but never got through. Thanks Fang Ning for the number. My wallet will be stolen by the time they pick up the damn phone and allow me to report. so obviously, my wallet can not be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To make things worse, i forgot to bring my tie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I screw up my e maths test and i cant crack my brain to do hw right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So i decided to blog. AFTER TYPING ALOT, i dunno wad the heck happen, suddenly they erased the whole thing. HENCE, i had to retype everything. Can it get any worse?? and now im worried wad other stupid things may happen to me in future. I got events coming up and i really cant screw them up. ALA SHIT LAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was talking to MrFaz, explaining about the shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jo: WHY MUST IT BE MY DREAM WALLET?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MrFaz: It teaches you to value every little things in life, Jo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jo: yeah true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MrFaz: maybe there's hikmah. Everything happens for a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then it occured to me, the wallet brings back those memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And i've always been trying to forget them and start over everything. But i've always failed to, i thought i'd never be able to forget them. Sometimes i even felt like they were destined to happen in my life. However, now i feel like i was meant to start over. Get a new wallet, with everything empty, remake my Ezlink cards and probably new POSB card. Like everything's new, a new page. Trying to be optimistic, maybe losing my wallet isn't so bad after all. I will learn to save money and like wad faris said, value every little thing in life. Maybe life wont be so bad after all *fingers crossed* =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cold shower.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-8621113865594654458?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/8621113865594654458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=8621113865594654458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/8621113865594654458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/8621113865594654458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-lost-my-wallet-t.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-6470194913194944460</id><published>2008-07-12T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T08:12:14.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Khairul singing rocks. Period. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He gave an awesome performance today at the Drumfest band competition. He owned the whole stage basically and hands down, no competition, the best vocalist of the night =) I didn't stay for the whole thing. But comparing the other singers who performed before him, they were mumbling the whole way. Khairul's singing was loud and clear. Drummer was awesome too =) I think drummers are cool =] haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We waited kinda long, cos Khairul's band was the last to perform under the 17&amp;amp;below category. However, once you watched them perform, it was all worth waiting for =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Khairul's opening statement;&lt;br /&gt;Khairul: Before I begin..before WE begin..Who likes Bon Jovi here???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Audience: WHOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (hell yeah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Khairul: haha! okay! but for those who don't, we gonna make you like him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Audience: WHOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (k basically thats what we kept doing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He rocked the stage, he knocked our socks off and damn was he good :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Rock on Khairul!! Goodluck for the following rounds yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Have A Nice Day =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-6470194913194944460?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/6470194913194944460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=6470194913194944460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/6470194913194944460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/6470194913194944460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-waste-of-my-time.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-8268502319250956643</id><published>2008-07-11T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T06:53:03.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha yes, Jo changed to a new blogskin =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;cos the previous blogskin was kinda perfect except for the fonts. The font colour cannot be changed, the spacing and all is screwed. Ah well, so yeah. this one's alot better. Don't you think? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;So yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I woke up at about 7.10 and i had no choice but to take cab and rushed to school and was still late, i reached at about 7.35. I waited for the cab, worrying like crap and the uncle was just outside the building. He took soooo looonng just to enter the building, my goodness. I entered the cab,'Uncle, Tanjong Katong Secondary-Haig Road. Uncle, could you take me there as fast as possible, cos im super late!'. Guess wad he said 'Eh, you just got on the cab then tell me to drive as fast as possible. next time go take cab way earlier lah.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wad a bugger -.- Of course i tell u to drive asap when i got on the cab lah! Then wait till u reach school then i say meh? Then wad's the point??!! If i can go earlier i wouldn't have called for a cab lah dey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Secondly, History was swapped with SS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mrs Tan was telling us about a friend of hers, who achieved straight-As in O lvl and A lvl. She had a medical degree from University. However, she wasn't accepted in Hospitals and medical jobs just because she's a female. And Qamarul wants to complain about discrimination for not being allowed to sit at the top row -.- anw, she was upset cos her parents and everybody else had high hopes on her. Nonetheless, she found a man whom she 'loved'. However, she was cheated and a few grands were taken from her. She fell into a depression state. But she managed to pick herself up. Then she found another man, and got cheated again. Which also means a couple of grands taken away. She nearly commited suicide, and kinda got insane. everytime she playes monopoly, instead of buying properties, she just planned to keep all her money to herself. wow, poor thing sia =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Stayed back to play some volleyball today =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;We should do this more often lah =D of course when there's no tests. Where to get National Flag ah??? ala crap -.- Training always end with suicides nowadays. 5-3-1/6-4-2. Lucky it's not 8-4-2 -.- *phew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, you should be worried.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, thank goodness there was..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-8268502319250956643?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/8268502319250956643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=8268502319250956643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/8268502319250956643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/8268502319250956643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/07/haha-yes-jo-changed-to-new-blogskin-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-2210145233608927596</id><published>2008-07-08T06:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T06:29:19.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;You're so damn biased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I ain't quitting, I'll put up with you. Let's see how much of my nonsense you can stand. Loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Had a rough day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I think being chairman isn' fun. AT ALL -.- you have to mark attendance and spot those who are absent. going down the row and count the no of students may sound easy. But when you have some cheeky people in the line, messing with numbers as you're counting. It's DAMN TOUGH. believe me, it is.You'll have to recount and recount and recount somemore -.- I feel so noob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Totally forgot to bring PE shirt today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;And I had training. Luckily there was an extra shirt from Olivia. LOL funny experience getting it from her. haha! let's not blab about that =) I heard today's oral qn was about Third Language? K compared to food and all, it's tougher. But i still think traditional clothes tougher =/ Good luck for those having tomorrow =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;OH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lemme tell u something interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm currently on a challenge/bet with Parvesh. LOL. It's an old game i used to play with some other people. Just that some things changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;WAIT AH PARVESH! THIS ONE NOT INCLUDED! IT'S EXPLANATION ONLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;See, i'm getting the habit of saying 'true true'. Lol. And Parvesh has the habit to swear. He wants a new wallet, while i want a new pencilcase. THEREFORE, we challenging each other that if i say 'true' and he hears it, i lose. Which means i have to buy him a new wallet. BUT, if i hear him swearing, he loses. Which means he has to buy me a new pencilcase =D aaahhh. so yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;SO PEOPLE! IF U HEAR PARVESH SWEARING, DRAG ME THERE IMMEDIATELY OR RECORD IT BY USING HANDPHONE! =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaha! Mr Singh, you're doomed =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;What's it gonna be?&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/7531035036416528547-2210145233608927596?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/2210145233608927596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=2210145233608927596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2210145233608927596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2210145233608927596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-sadksjdkad-sjdkajdk.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-155886829421805944</id><published>2008-07-06T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T00:10:35.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I realised that my previous font was very hard to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;But i think it's better now, huh? =) Trebuchet - Large. yes it's Large. i have no idea why it turns out so small. at least read-able so can lah =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Moving on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220114618257667058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SHGSloQSc_I/AAAAAAAAACo/IJuSsW83fyk/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want another 2A'07 gathering =/ There is a clique outing today, and i'm gonna have to pass. Reason being, my dad was pissed, due to problem from work. and i noe no matter how many times i ask, he wont let me go. You see, this is how it works;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When my Dad gets problem from work,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He'll be annoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When my Dad's annoyed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He'll be angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When my Dad's angry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He'll be pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And when he's pissed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jo's Dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;45 things you didn't know about me until you read this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1]What colour is your toothbrush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*Blue and White.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2]Name one person that made you smile today?&lt;br /&gt;*Jacqueline (my younger sis =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3]What were you doing 45 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;*Eating lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4]What is your favorite candy bar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*hmm, i dun really eat candy bar. I love crunchy though =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5]Have you ever been to a beach?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*No no no, i've been to the moon -.- YA LAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6]What is the last thing you said aloud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*'I FEEL BLOATED'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7]What is the best ice cream flavor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*MANGO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8]What was the last thing you had to drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*Chrysanthemum tea (sp??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9]What are you wearing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*White SPCA shirt, grey FBT. with undies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10]What was the last thing you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*Chips =) BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;11]Have you bought ay new clothing items this week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*This week..nopety nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12]When was the last time you ran?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*Last Friday, played volleyball after school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;13]What is your favourite flavor of popcorn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*I like the salty with butter ones =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;14]Who is the last person you sent a comment/message on myspace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*I dun have any myspace account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;15]Do you take vitamins daily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*I used to. k shall start to again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;16]Do you go to church every Sunday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*If somebody invite me go, i probably would =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;17]Do you have a phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*I'll cry not having one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;18]Do you drink your soda with a straw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*sometimes. depends ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;19]What did your last text message say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*'E maths pg 17-18 qn 1-5. A maths im not sure =/'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;20]What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*!SCHOOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;21]Where is your dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*Paragon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;22]Look to your left, what do you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*TV =D mtv!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;23]What colour is your watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*the latest watch was blue, but it's gone now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;24]Do you use lipstick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*Last time as flower-girl. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;25]What is your favourite colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*BLUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;26]What is your favourite number?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*8, if dun have, i'd go with 42.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;27]Do you have a dog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*I used to, a black puppy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;28]Last time you smiled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*few minutes ago i guess. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;29]When did you last cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*LOL! i really have no idea. quite long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;30]Have you met anyone famous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*Hell yeah =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;31]Any plans today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;32]Ever go to mars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*hell no -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;33]What ae you doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*Playing Reversi with my younger sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;34]Who made you laugh today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*Jacqueline (my younger sis =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;35]Do you have a maid service clean your house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*Yeah, she return to get married. so getting new one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;36]Favourite food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*Sushi and Pasta =D lovely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;37]Is anyone jealous of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*I have a feeling somebody's trying to bring me down though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;38]Do you love anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*No lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;39]Do any of your friends have children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*Yeah, she's 20+ already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;40]What do you feel like doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*Learn guitar or do some work. man smth's definitely wrong with Jo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;41]Do you hate anyone that you know right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*not hate lah. just dislike. and YEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;42]Do you use the word 'hello' daily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*hahah! Definitely yes, more to 'sup!' though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;43]Have you ever seen a ghost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*Felt the presence. Have to see it to believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;44]How old are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*15 years + 3 and a half months old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;45]Who taught you how to use the computer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;*School then myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love Ne-Yo's new song-Closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I think it's nice =D i like the way he dance xD haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Come closer.&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/7531035036416528547-155886829421805944?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/155886829421805944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=155886829421805944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/155886829421805944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/155886829421805944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-oh-my-my-oh-my-my-oh-my-my-oh-my-my.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SHGSloQSc_I/AAAAAAAAACo/IJuSsW83fyk/s72-c/Image013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-6527548004008781423</id><published>2008-07-04T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T11:02:44.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Been busy lately. Very busy indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kinda regret not doing hw earlier part of the holiday, cos now i have to waste my time catching up with holiday's hw+current hw+revision..not forgetting training. It's 1 plus am now, so just a quick update yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;School started horrible if u ask me. Still in holiday mood, which is a bad thing. Cos they gonna push u harder in term 3 and 4. Monday was a drag, Tuesday lagi worse. Had the first training after Holiday-OBS. K i have this stupid problem since dunno when, i can never be confident in my passes. I'll always screw it up, either way too much or not enough. Can never be just nice -.- many didn't turn up for certain reasons. This alone already caused coach to be badmood. Plus, that day training clashed with Band practise. No offence, TK Band, but coach has something against the very loud volume. Somebody turned up for training that day, amazingly if i must say. To be honest, it's really not that i hate you or wad. I dun dislike you or anything, it's just this attitude of yours that I cannot tahan. And believe me, everybody agrees. I just can't trust u somehow. And then i got scolded and humiliated like shit. So i was kinda pissed off. We ended training with suicide run, 6-4-2. Was so pissed, i just chionged till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;as for wed, i had MT O LVL ORAL. man, topic was hard noe! From the passage itself, i already stumbled on 1 word and they immediately start opening their book and write some stuff. scary luhh. First group was about Food -.- Second was about hobbies -.- Mine was like;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1] Namakan beberapa pakaian tradisional yang terdapat di Singapura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*Name the traditional clothes that can be found in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2] Jelaskan beberapa cara untuk melestarikan pakaian tradisional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*Explain some methods to preserve traditional clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3] Menurut kamu, apakah kepentingan untuk melestarikan pakaian tradisional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*Why do you think it is important to preserve traditional clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4] Ada perkataan bahawa cara orang berpakaian mencerminkan kepribadian seseorang. Setujukah kamu dengan pendapat ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*There is a saying that the way one's dress up shows one's personality. Do you agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nonetheless, i won't say that it was that horrendous, but it wasn't that great. Hopefully clear more than 25/40. went home WITHOUT HOUSE KEY -.- so i went to accompany Desmund all the way to bedok to waste time so when i reach home, my sis will be at home before me to help open the door =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday training wasn't as pissing off in a way, but it was super tiring. oh well, it's called training. We started training by running 10 rounds for sec 3s, 10 laps for sec 2s and 10 rounds for sec 1s and Jamie =) yeah she came down to help our training. For sec 3s, there were only 2 of us (Olivia and I). We looked like we kena punished or wad sia. Then we were separated to 3 groups after some drills. We have to play against one another and whoever wins stays on court to play against the next team while the losing team pump 20. Since my group was all the sec 2s and 3s, we had to play handicap all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;First game, there was no handicap and we lost. yeahh. We pumped 20. Then the second one, started with handicap 2-0. (Orange 0, Yellow 2). my group was Orange the whole time. The Yellow need to score 3 more, while we gotta score 5. We lost the second game as well. Pumped another 20. The following round, started with handicap 3-0 (Orange 0, Yellow 3). We won once, but we lost on the 4th round. So we pumped another 20. This time round, we were so determined to win, we really didn't wan to pump anymore. While waiting for our turn, we gathered and start discussing about the game. Man, I felt like we were so solid as a team. Felt like we were so united cos none of us want to pump no more. Back in the game, we motivate each other like wow. hahah! Again handicap 3-0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Jamie: Cmon Yellow! It's ours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Jo: Naaaahhhh! It's ours! CMON ORANGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Olivia: ITS OURS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Played, the score was 3-3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Coach: Come on Yellow, 2 more to win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Jo: COME ON ORANGE! 2 MORE TO WIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's like whenever they shout 'LETS GO YELLOW!' we'll shout back like almost immediately 'COME ON ORANGE!' but it was a very good challenge. The other 2 teams were so good man! shooters all damn sharp lah. We ended the training immediately after the games without break, straight to suicide run. 5-3-1. Till now, all of us muscle ache sia -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Left to parkway to buy the new cage lock. Met Imee on the way home and Nicholas =) Rushed some work, and went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;TODAY, some incident happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i dun think it's a good idea to mention wad happened in detail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But i still wanna thank all who have helped me look. The seniors, The juniors, The teammates and not forgetting The NCC Landers. Sorry uh, i suspected you all but still thanks alot for helping me look!! I'm so not gonna lose it another time! lesson learnt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah it's 2 now. goodness. K imma sleep =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-6527548004008781423?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/6527548004008781423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=6527548004008781423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/6527548004008781423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/6527548004008781423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/07/been-busy-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-3591464399705316625</id><published>2008-06-29T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T09:09:16.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Man, back to school tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd rather have camp, then school holiday. Than school holiday, and then camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; I dun feel like going back to school tomorrow. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I went out today, watched Get Smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I haven't finish my homework and i know i wasn't allowed to watch. Nonetheless, i still did. I had this guilty feelings while watching, couldn't watch in peace. I'm very worried my old horrible habbit will come around. I've worked so hard at the beginning of the year, i'm worried i'll disappoint everybody at the end of the year because of my complacency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I haven't finish my work, and school's starting tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now then i feel the fear. School always says 'Start the term right.'. I dun think i'll be able to do that. I'll screw up the first day, imagine the rest of the term. I'm already hating my new timetable. Cos it sucks, BIG TIME. They changed the PE teacher. i mean, what for??? i like Mr Singh. i think he rocks. why change????? my gosh -.- ah dammit i really dun feel like going to school tomorrow. Nor the following day, the day after and the day after and the day after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;come on, Jo. Half a year is done, half more to go! you survived the first half, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; gonna clear the other half! come on, Jo! HALF MORE TO GO! JUST HALF MORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; Presenting the group and rocks most, DA GAMA!! VERY GOOD -CHENG-!! =DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217329785063289698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SGetzALDM2I/AAAAAAAAACA/fG5ThIEZGOw/s320/camp_group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;      My instructor, Jonathan. Imported from Hong Kong noe =D he's super cute =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SGewqPD_scI/AAAAAAAAACI/_iWIdIAr-xk/s1600-h/Image083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 179px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SGewqPD_scI/AAAAAAAAACI/_iWIdIAr-xk/s320/Image083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217332932976292290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                       My Tent-mates. HAHA! everytime kena loser one lah =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SGexWbit0qI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1Zst4TI5p6E/s1600-h/Image086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 180px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SGexWbit0qI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1Zst4TI5p6E/s320/Image086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217333692240614050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           K i notice Charissa's facial expression never change. lol. for every pict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SGeyhy6bOUI/AAAAAAAAACY/l8c4qrqJlRU/s1600-h/Image085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 178px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SGeyhy6bOUI/AAAAAAAAACY/l8c4qrqJlRU/s320/Image085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217334987004262722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;                                  notice charissa's face. see whad i mean??&lt;br /&gt;                                     Desmund, you retarded small boy -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SGezEU0gUcI/AAAAAAAAACg/baLykMvouNM/s1600-h/Image084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SGezEU0gUcI/AAAAAAAAACg/baLykMvouNM/s320/Image084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217335580221788610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-3591464399705316625?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/3591464399705316625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=3591464399705316625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/3591464399705316625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/3591464399705316625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/06/man-back-to-school-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zLJBRpq5BtI/SGetzALDM2I/AAAAAAAAACA/fG5ThIEZGOw/s72-c/camp_group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-436888839451592293</id><published>2008-06-27T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T20:49:19.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;OBS was a hell lots of fun =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;despite the horrible chores we had to do, the sunburn and the staying condition and home-sickness, i think overall it was awesome. Of course for those who aren't the camp-and-track kind of adventurous person will find it horrible still. OBS is totally different than Sec 2 Cohort Camp. It's alot tougher and challenging. After completing the course, then you'll feel that Sec 2 Cohort Camp is nothing, the challenges are no kick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;See in Sec 2 Cohort Camp, the food are all ready for you. You don't have to move tents and when it rains or anything, you have the conference room to slee with aircon. Furthermore, there are teachers around with proper rooms. You feel homesick, you can stay inside. After finish eating, you can just wash up and sleep. You get to use sleeping bags and you dun have to keep your eyes on the things like harness and helmets stuff. You lose it, they give you warnings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;On the other hand, in OBS, you have to collect your own food and cook it yourselves. Once you finish eating, gotta wash everything yourselves. Gotta move campsite every-night and they time us to pitch and pitch down the tents. 5 tents within 10 mins. You never clear time limit, gotta pitch back and pitch down the tents til u clear 10 mins. You forgot to put on the 'fly-sheet', it rains and ur tent get wet, you still have to sleep inside. No sleeping bags, sleep in the tent on the ground. You lose any equipment, you pay for it according to their prices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Day 1, 24th June 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We took bus to Punggol Jetty and waited for the boats. 3H and 3J were the last to go, so while waiting some of us played games, the guys went to pee -.- and some took naps. After like at least 45 min or more, our boat came. We headed to Campsite 2, divided to groups and joined the rest. I was in Da Gama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Da Gama recruits: Hazel/Charissa/YiJun/Rachel/Michelle/Jo/Ke Shin/Daryl/Chuan Hui/Hong Wan/Timothy/Sun Yu/Jonathan/Ajay/Tyson and YIYING! ahahha! to be honest, i wanted to be in Livingstone =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Livingstone recruits: Olivia/Fang Ning/YiJie/Erina/Ryan/JunHui/Yvette/YiJing/ and somemore people (sorry i forgot who) but oh well, Da Gama rocks most at the end of the camp -Cheng-(thumbs up)!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Then they brought in the instructors. There's this 1 instructor that caught my eye the minute he walked in front of us but he went to stand in front of the other group. i was like 'ah dannggg =X' Then when they called the instructor of Da Gama, he went to stand in front of my row. i went 'ohhhhh hell yeahh!' they called his name 'JONATHAN' he has this cute dimple =) cmon everybody says he's cute. aahhh =D ahah! he seems to be the most fun instructor to me so obviously i was glad to have him to be my instructor. We surrendered our belongings and he briefed us about the equipments in the store. First day was quite boring actually, cos we didnt do anything except briefing, briefing and more briefing -.- We pitched the tent and did some 'trust-jump' thing. The one u fall back and the rest of the group holding a mat and they catch u with it. We learned some belaying and climbing thing. And ended the day with cooking our own dinner and wash up. So dinner was; rice, 1 can of sardines, 1 can of soup. pathetic i tell u -.- The whole camp, i shared tent with Charissa and YiJun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Day 2, 25th June 2008. Campsite 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;we woke up a lil late and had difficulties dismantling the tents. So we kena lecture. Then we proceed to the high element challenge, The Flying Fox. k i think among all the roles, the ropemen is the most boring one. LOL. cos all u do is pull the rop and tap tap tap to prevent ropeburn. While flying, i screamed halfway then no voice came out -.- but it was cool =) Then after keeping the equipments and packed our bags, we headed for the Land Expedition. We saw a wild boar crossing the road and a hen with chicks following it. Classic =D The bags were like super heavy, i can bet it weighed more than 6 kg. Tyson and I were the navigator. We werent lost but we had a tough time finding the clues -.- we asked for 2 clues, each cost us 2 bottles of water (not to give him, but to drink), so we drank 4 bottles -.- our next campsite was at Jetty Batu Kekek. we reached there and had to test our life-vests by dipping into the sea water at the jetty. we had to lock arms, Yijun was on my left i think and Jonathan was on my right. When everybody stood up, the other side stood up faster so it was unbalance. I couldn't get up, so Jonathan couldn't get up, followed by Chuan Hui the other side of Jonathan couldn't get up also. lol. super fun man. Then we headed to the Quary (sp??) We jumped in 1 by 1. our left arm suppose to hold on to the life-vest. The other arm go under the left arm and pinch the nose. When i jumping, then i realise my right arm wasn't under my left arm. i was like 'oohh shiittttt!! hyaaaa' then splash -.- super retarded. Then when everybody jumped inside we all locked arms and he told some stupid random shit lah -.- LOL said some dead people improperly burried underneath and when the time reaches 6.20 pm, the hands will grab our legs. lol. After that, we pitched the tents and had some problem with Hillary. let's not bring that up. We cooked our dinner, briefing about the next Sea Expedition and went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Day 3, 26th June 2008. Jetty- Batu Kekek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We woke up late. LOL. oh well =)) we learnt how to kayak and wad to do when we capsized. I kayak-ed with Ajay and Chuan Hui. The weather was super hot, i never zip my track pants so i have this stupid patch of sunburn only the unzipped part. LOL. Everytime there's break, we'll attach our tri-kayaks to Michelle's one. So Chuan Hui, Ajay, Michelle, Daryl, somebody else and I will share food =D haha! Daryl will help me peel oranges. LOL! he has the funniest laughter i've ever heard. contagious man! i'll laugh when he laugh. HAHAH! super funny! LOL! Da Gama people agree! hahah! played chasing with parvesh. Lol. he kept splashing water, so i splashed back. then immediately paddled forward. Then suddenly 'Helloo! i'mm baaacckkk!' Chuan Hui was like 'OH SHIT! FULL SPEED AHEADD!!' hahhaha! super fun! once we reached back Campsite 2, we had to carry the boats and washed the sand off. The instructor rinsed all of us and we formed human chains to start moving our bags. Bridget and I got to get on the boat =D hahha! some incident happened, so we had to do the Jetty Jump the following day. We packed the store and ate our lunch. set the tents and start cooking. Hairi and Parvesh came over and helped us finish the food. After finish eating, Hairi saw a wild boar. Only Hairi and I saw at first. Then we went near the forest and were thinking wad to do if the wild boar runs out. Then our dearest friend, Parvesh thought of a solution which is to run in circle cos the wild boar will fall down and run back to the forest for it has short legs -.- true actually but when it runs out people will be panicking then who the heck will remember to run in circle -.- LOL! not a bad thinking though. Then the wild boar went to the beach. Just when Charissa screamed, Parvesh ran away. So other people thought Parvesh ran and screamed at the same time. They were like 'PARVESH! U LOSER SIA!' Parvesh went 'EH NOT ME LAH' in his high-pitch voice. LOL! We had to hang our ponchos and rinse the ground sheets. loosen up the equipments then suddenly we realised we lost ALOT of things. in total we had to pay $200 plus plus. Till we start finding 1 by 1. We went to write our journals and then went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Day 4, 27th June 2008. Campsite 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;SIGH last day of camp. Had Jetty Jump in the morning. some screamed, i shouted 'I SURVIVED OBS! WHOOO!' then mostly clearing the store and pack up. and basically that's all. We had a group talk, and then we received our photos and man, i look so spastic! LOL! oh well, thats why it's called 'Fun-Photo' after all. lol! I then realised how much we've been through as a group. I recalled wad we were like when we first arrived at the campsite and wad we're leaving as from OBS. The instructor asked each of us our most memorable part of the course. Some said Flying Fox, some said Kayaking, I said 'ever participating in the course, the whole thing.'. We head down and joined the other groups and bought the shirts. Played 'Pepsi Cola' for a while, super fun. Cleared the place and were the last one to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I think OBS taught us not only to be mentally and physically stronger, but also to open our mind as there are more things in life uncovered. OBS showed us our strengths and weaknesses, taught us valuable lessons and moral educations =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;lemme share some inspirational stories from our Instructor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;-A girl once asked her mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Girl: Mommy, why is life so tough? You solved a problem, a new 1 will appear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Mom: Sweetie, can u help mommy take a carrot, an egg and a coffee bean please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Girl: Mommy, i dun wan to learn anymore recipe. i wan to noe the ans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Mom: Put them inside the cooking pot and let em boil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;-After a While-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Girl: Mommy, i just wan to noe the ans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Mom:*took out the cover* you see the carrot? is it soft?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Girl: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Mom: now u see the egg? is it still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Girl: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Mom: now the coffee bean? can u smell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Girl: Yes. Mommy, wad're you trying to say??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Mom: You see, dear, People are like Carrot, Egg and coffee bean. Some may appear hard at first, but once you put them in a hard situation they become soft like the carrot. Some maybe fragile at first, but become more solid like the egg. And Some are like the coffee bean, you put them in and they will influence the rest of the smell. So my dear, which one are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i forgot the other 2. shit shit. i'll post when i remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'll definitely miss my instructor, Jonathan. and DAGAMA =) TKS DA GAMA 2008 -CHENG- *thumbs up* =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;he invited me for the 21 days course. anybody interested??????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;It takes a minute to find a person, a day to know them, a month to love them and an entire life to forget them.-&lt;/em&gt;told by Jonathan (instructor of DA GAMA) =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-436888839451592293?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/436888839451592293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=436888839451592293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/436888839451592293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/436888839451592293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/06/obs-was-hell-lots-of-fun-d-despite.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-3629119624143692734</id><published>2008-06-16T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T09:44:18.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today Jo had a heart to heart talk with Jasmine and Si Hui =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I realised that my life is full of regrets at the moment. Nonetheless, i feel lucky cos some things still happening =)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you still do, then i think it's a yes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm here to update since i've made a promise to a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My horoscope says; 'Advice you give to friends may not be warmly received, but it will sink in.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You know, i really dun get how these kind of horoscope things get so accurate sometimes. I believe it's more than just a mere coincidence. But to think, it's kinda impossible that every single human being who happen to share the same horoscope, shares the same fate. Don't you think? But it just happened that during the chat i had with my sweethearts, we were giving advice to one another =) For example; 'The more you talk, the harder it is to get over and forget'. My ladies will understand =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2A'07 peeps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The tee design is ready. The colour is White, black and orange. The shirt itself costs $13.90, including the printing it'll cost about $20. We must order the shirt asap. And latest by this Thursday, 19th June 2008. Hopefully can wear for camp =)) 2A'07 rock on! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Moving on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;k basically nothing happened after that. Except tuition, finished the design for class tee =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Choir Group will be leaving to Russia tomorrow at 7am. damn early man -.- but i think the trip gonna be damn fun for them =) i'll be sending them off at 6am. Those who wan to send off as well, come early uh. Cos they'll have to gather at 7. THUS, Jo need to sleep now =) Plus i need to rush back to school after that. Gotta be in school by 8 for the netball DSA people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My gosh, i just discovered a surprising truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're not worth my time, You're not worth my attention. Buzz off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-3629119624143692734?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/3629119624143692734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=3629119624143692734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/3629119624143692734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/3629119624143692734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-jo-had-heart-to-heart-talk-with.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-2863857711836263577</id><published>2008-06-14T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T06:19:05.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here to update =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it's gonna be a short update though =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So..lemme state some things first before i forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3rd June 2008, was one of the best ?event? ever =) I'm not gonna dwell into the details cos it's confidential =D but It totally rocked! shall create that kinda thing more often uh! Memorable ah damn it was so fun lah xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5th June 2008, my uncle and aunt with their huge yet empty-headed sons returned to Indo. Retarded human beings. Irritants. It was also the start of -Netball Camp 2008- =)) Netball camp was from 5th to 7th June. We didn't clash with any CCA except for the second night, Girl Guides. NETBALL CAMP 2008 WAS SUPERB xD! I think the whole camp was awesome =) we got to noe each other alot better. Like any other camp, we had trainings, activities, team bonding stuff and nightwalk. BUT, we had ONE-OF-A-KING TRAININGS (organized by the teachers), we had ONE-OF-A-KIND GAMES (organized by the sec 3s), we had ONE-OF-A-KIND NIGHTWALK (organized by the sec 4s) and we had ONE-OF-A-KIND MEALS (and ice cream treat from PSG =D). and not to forget, a ONE-OF-A-KIND performance for the sec 4s =), from ur dear juniors (aaawww xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we were separated to groups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was in the 'Mango Apple Banana Pie'. we were told that our group name must consist of a fruit name. Mango Apple Banana Pie's army: Wynne-Yu Shan-Traxie-Renee-Wenna-Liyana-Jo =) too bad the sec 3s didn't get to play with their own teams during the games. But i believe everybody had fun in the end =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For games, set by sec 3s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1] Suicide Race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2] Chair Transport&lt;br /&gt;3] Water Bombs (i was running for dear life -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4] Spaghetti Frenzy (OLIVIA!! lol!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5] Foam Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for the no. 5, i think all sec 3s were glad we didn't have to participate =) hahah! Well done to all groups! i still have the Foam Party video recorded by our dear Nazura Syazana =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Before the nightwalk, we prepared a short special performance for the sec 4s =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We used the song 'Beautiful Girls' and changed the lyrics =D It goe like;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;[Chorus] x2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You're way too beautiful girls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That's why we will miss you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You'll have us suicidal, suicidal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When you leave us this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;See it started at the court,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then we met Mr Bok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh, when he screamed at us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That's when you pulled us up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cos we all noe that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;[Censored Lyrics =D]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We think you're so cool,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And you're all super chio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And you don't really care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When people start to stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But in actual fact,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We know that we're MUCH cooler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(MUCH MUCH COOLER)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i think the lyrics only sound cool to the netballers. For some reason, i have no idea why too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then we had the special nightwalk organized by the sec 4s. Many scary parts were excluded from the route at the last minute for some reason. yeah. But it was cool ah actually. Only 3 sec 3s left that time. So Fang Ning, Olivia and I went together. We were the first to go. We finished quite fast actually. Then we offered our help to the sec 4s which is to go around and scare the others xD hahah! we did scare the heck out of some people =)) k next year, my batch gonna organize the nightwalk. *evil grin* tee hee hee =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anw! i'll go on other details tmr or smth, Jo has to go now =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I knew i was right about you all along. slut and an ass. perfect. wish u a perfect life seducing one another. such disgrace and disgust.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7531035036416528547-2863857711836263577?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/2863857711836263577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=2863857711836263577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2863857711836263577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2863857711836263577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/06/here-to-update-its-gonna-be-short.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-1681984793460110140</id><published>2008-06-01T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T10:20:23.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Today Jo feels kinda upset. at the same time Jo had fun =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My maid returned to indo to get married. SIGH. I sure will miss her hell lots. She's only 21 or 22. So usually, my sister, my maid and I will go out somewhere to shop altogether. While gossiping about family issues. LOL. She left at 2 plus, never coming back =( her fiance's called Vallas or something. &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Have a wonderful wedding ya!&lt;/span&gt; She's getting married in July, school period. shoot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, my uncle and his family came to Singapore till 5th June. So till then, the usage of internet and phone is limited. dang it. have i mentioned that i dun really like them? they're not so nice as family. or rather human beings. You see my uncles and my dad used to study in Singapore as well last time. So every school all Technical terms thingy. no express/normal aced/normal tech. Last time there was no such thing as aid from CCA points and Higher Mother Tongue.  But now there is, my 'dear' uncle. He complained that i spent too much time on Netball. i told him clearly that now, CCA points can help. But noooo, he insisted that i am wrong and that i am stupid to be fooled that CCA points can actually help. HELLO, CCA points CAN help. Look who's the dumb one..and this is a tiny part of example why i dun like them. Irritants.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Later part of the day i went cycling. Met Dessy at 4 at Katong and walked to East Coast Park. Rent the bike and set off. Nearing the Bedok Jetty..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jo: Straight on or Bedok Jetty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Des: Straight lah. cannot tahan ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jo: BRING IT ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So we carried on cycling till we reached Changi Beach there. We wanted to cycle further but time does not permit. We rent for 2 hours so we only had 1 hour to cycle as far as we can and cycle back. But we returned earlier cos we scared not enough time. We shared a cab back, i was supposed to pay the amount till it reach my place, then the rest comes from Dessy's wallet. LOL. So at about Marine Parade Library the cab fare was already $3.20. I only had $10 buck notes..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jo: Des..(showing the $10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Des: Later lah, havent reach wad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jo: -.- NO when it reach my place, it'll definitely lesser than $10 so im asking for the change =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Des: -.-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So we kinda debate on how much change Des should give me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Des: How much ah u think? $5? noo..$6??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jo: i dun think it'll be more than $5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Des: nahh..i think more than $6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jo: wanna bet???? Uncle, how much you think it'll be from here to (my place).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Uncle: hmm, not more than $4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jo: AH-HAH! see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Des: ahh shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Uncle: Unless we got caught in some traffic Jam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Des: AH-HAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jo: OH NO. ah no worries, wont happen. now, my $6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The uncle giggled. I negotiate with Des about the fare cos i was paying for the extra beginning charge thing. After a while he started mumbling something.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Des:...7,8,9 (i hurry took the coin from his hand), 10 AH DAMMIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When it reached my place, the cab fare was $4.20.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Uncle: oohh, it's $4.20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jo: Oh it's okay, the $1 is in my hand already =D Thanks uncle (left the cab)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Few min later, des smsed me smth that the uncle said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;UNCLE IF BY ANY CHANCE YOU'RE READING THIS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;YOU ARE NOW PRONOUNCED TO BE JO'S FAV CAB DRIVER xD&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/7531035036416528547-1681984793460110140?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/1681984793460110140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=1681984793460110140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1681984793460110140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1681984793460110140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/06/lol-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-4218152170432034919</id><published>2008-05-27T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:59:21.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2A'07 gathering last Monday, 26 May 2008 =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;not many could make it. so total, only 16 ppl. (15 from 2A'07 and a special lady from 2B'07) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;we all agreed that bbq is too troublesome and kind of impossible to prepare within a very short time (2 days) actually can be done, but things will get messy. so we decided to get pizza =D While waiting for the rest and the food, Xinyi-Choyin-Merilyn-Rachel and i went cycling. We were teaching merilyn how to cycle, and i'm very proud to say, Merilyn can cycle now =D well done girl! we cycled all the way to bedok jetty from macs. We spot jellyfish =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Choyin: EHH! LOOK! JELLYFISH!! OMG I SPOT JELLYFISH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;*everybody start looking out for the jellyfish*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Jo: EH CHOYIN!! LOOK LOOK! OMG OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Choyin: WAD WAD????? JELLYFISH AH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Jo: noppe, cigarette butt =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Choyin: -.-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we cycled all the way back to find the rest. After that, Jasmine-Erina and Merilyn had to leave early. Leaving Amar-SooHan-Faris-Faridzuan-Clarence-Abhiyan-Hairi-Farhan-Rachel-Choyin-Xinyi. We took a group photo by asking some random guy to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;*all of us*: can??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Him: cheeesseeee (face no expression-voice very high)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;*all of us*: HAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;there goes the glitz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We sat near the beach there and played truth-or-dare and heart attack. Fun man =) i was emo at the later part though. Hairi, we're in the same boat =( Thanks for the concern, ya! Then Farhan started asking trick questions. And those who know the answers cannot shout out loud. Everybody understood the trick qns except for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Jo: ehh wads the answer?? i dun get it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Farhan: kkkk next qn!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Jo: oeeeeyyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;*carried on-After 2nd qn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Jo: ehh wads the answer?? shit i still dun get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Farhan: OK NEXT QN! sshh dun tell dun tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Jo: eeeehhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;*carried on-After 3rd qn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Jo: ALAMAQ I GIVE UP LAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Choyin: HAHA Jo fed up dun wan to play already. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;SIGH, moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We returned the bicycle, i went to change and we all left home. haah, i love u guys =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 27 May 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally met up with one of my best friend from TKP, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lubby&lt;/span&gt; =) Her name's &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lubna&lt;/span&gt;, we just call her Lubby =D We went to somewhere to get her Jeans. Man, i think all of us are becoming more lady-like than we were in primary school. Honestly, last time when we heard our senior quit netball and become SO LADY LIKE, we were like 'HAH?? wad's happening to them?? serious ah?' LOL. I think it's part of growing up, LOL. Then we walked all the way to Marina Square. On the way, she was telling me stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ADVANCE WARNING PEOPLE: DO NOT GO TO ESPLANADE AREA! VERY DANGEROUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I was told that there's some group of Mutts who hang out around there, carrying 'parang' (daggers or something uh). They go around slashing people. yes, slashing. Without any reason, i'm not kidding u. Lubby witnessed this actually. She and her friends used to hang out over that area as well. One time they went to Marina Square. Out of a sudden, there was this 1 guy running in to the toilet holding his neck. He kena slashed, he was bleeding badly. There were cops and all. This guy's friends were telling the cops 'Sir, we need back up!' I think nobody died so far, but it's really dangerous. There are others who kena slashed. Another friend of mine experienced this. He nearly got slashed but he managed to run away. This is not a joke. Be careful people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;She got her Jeans and belt, While i got a top (with a hood-stripes) and a short =) Then we returned to my place. We were learning some guitar tabs =D she taught me some and still learning. Kinda painful the first few times playing it. I learnt guitar once, for like 4 lessons. once a week. Kind of useless cos i've forgotten everything by now. So yeah, Jo's still a newbie in guitar. So i've learnt &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Big Girls Don't Cry- Fergie, Your Call - Secondhand Serenade, Only one - Yellowcard. &lt;/span&gt;I think. Not the whole song, just a small part from it =D And i'm finding ppl to teach me &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Semua Tentang Kita - Peterpan&lt;/span&gt;. anybody?? please?? We re-watched John Tucker Must Die. Then carried on with the guitar. We talked and caught up with each other till about 3.30 am. Then we had to wake up at 6, cos she suppose to go school by 8. And she's from Dunman Secondary, Tampines there. I walked with her to her house and back to the bustop and left home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So while talking, i told her some 'stuff' and she told me some 'stuff' too. We realised that all of THEM are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BULLSHITER&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIARS&lt;/span&gt;. k lah, not all. Some are very nice people. For the nice ones, I'm so glad to know you people =) for the basket ones, go and die -.-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;OK! im supposed to meet Yi Jie to return library book at 11.30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;REMEMBER! STAY AWAY FROM ESPLANADE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to move on.&lt;/em&gt;&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/7531035036416528547-4218152170432034919?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/4218152170432034919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=4218152170432034919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/4218152170432034919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/4218152170432034919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/05/2a07-gathering-last-monday-26-may-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-3082204953992780033</id><published>2008-05-24T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T04:58:45.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;Have fun there Chiangmai and Melbourne ppl =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;Have a safe trip and good stay there ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not really in the mood to update about the days i forgot to blog. sorry, imma talk about the Sarawak Trip, Choyin's birthday celebration and the movies =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;k i typed quite alot but decided to talk about the trip another time. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was watching &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I Am Legend&lt;/span&gt;, the dvd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;K THERES 2 ENDING&lt;/span&gt;. LOL. k this is cool.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; i think the one shown in cinema was that Will Smith, Robert Neville, died in the end protecting the cure which he obtained from the female hemocoyote's blood he caught earlier to protect the other survivors. The botak dude banged his head to the glass door to crack it open. He hold a hand grenade and it blew in his hand with the hemocoyote (those infected ppl).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHILE THE OTHER ENDING, he survived. He used his chemical thing and actually cured the female hemocoyote. But the botak dude who kept banging his head to crack the glass door (till it shaped like a butterfly), stopped and drew a butterfly on the glass. So Will Smith checked the back of her head and found a butterfly tattoo. He returned her to become one of the hemocoyote again and returned her to the botak dude. Then it was shown that the female hemocoyote and the botak dude were lovers. So the hemocoyotes retreated and let Will Smith, Anna and Ethan live. So in the end they travelled finding survivors and shall i add 'happily ever after'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the special features is some animated comics. which i think is pretty scary in a way. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;In New Delhi-India, the town was infected by the Virus as well. So 1 family (Dad, Mom, daughter-Vatsala, and son-Mahadey) rushed into The Shelter (a hidden place underground with a very strong metal door locked) to protect themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dad: Close the door, VAtsala! Bring your things down to The Shelter at once!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: One last look at the sky, Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dad: You'll see the sky again, when the epidemic is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mahadey: She wants to see Pritam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(Vatsala's lover)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dad: Hush, Mahadey, she would never take the risk of infecting us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Vatsala closed the door, but sneaked out again wearing a mask hoping she wouldn't get infected as she went to find Pritam in the town. (Pritam was infected by the disease). She found Pritam standing on top of the bus (at this point he wasn't badly infected yet, not yet a coyote-creatures feed on human flesh-i think).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pritam: You shouldn't have come! (the lovers hugged each other) You shouldn't have waited for me. (Vatsala was trying to get Pritam into The Shelter to be save as well, but wasn't allowed as he was already infected).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: I won't go home without you, Pritam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pritam: Your father would never let me in The Shelter, Vatsala. And he's right. There's no cure for this disease. Your father will keep you safe. Stay there! Live through this! When you come out, I'll be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: Our love will last through everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Vatsala returned home, called out to her parents but no replies. She went to the study room and enter the secret passage behind the book shelf wondering why her parents didn't wait for her just for a few minutes. She walked along the secret path underground till she reached The Shelter. She keyed in the code but it didn't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: Why isn't the code working? Father, didn't you notice i was gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(from inside The Shelter)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I noticed, Vatsala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: Open the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dad: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mahadey: Father, it's Vatsala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: I was only a few minutes late, Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dad: You went to see Pritam, didn't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: He wouldn't come. He told me to come back and be safe with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dad: You kissed him, yes? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(mother started to cry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: I'm not infected! I'm fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dad: Stay where you are for forty eight hours. If you're still not sick, then we can let you in safely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: What if I am infected? Would you let me die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dad: There's no cure, there's no treatment. If you're infected, there's nothing we can do. We left food and water for you outside. We will pray for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Vatsala started to get infected after she kissed Pritam and became more agressive and violent. She struggled with the locked metal door to open it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: Why are you punishing me like this? What i did wasn't so bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dad: I'm protectig the rest of the family. From you. This disease turns humans into...something else. If you have it, we've already lost you. I love you. We all love you.&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; (tear rolled down his cheek)&lt;/span&gt; Oh Vatsala. Why couldn't you have obeyed me just this once?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Vatsala started to eat as she felt terribly hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: I won't ever forgive you for this, father. Can you hear me when i'm not pressing the button? You never hear me anyway. What's more important than love? But you don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Few hours later, Vatsala started to shiver. She covered herself with blanket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: I don't feel well. It's not a fever. I'm just cold here underground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;She vomited, blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: There's something wrong with the food. Or the water. Thirthy six hours to go. I'm not sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;She struggled with the door again, more vigorous this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: LET ME IN! I was a little bit sick. But now i'm fine. I'm hungy. How long has it been? Can't you hear me?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(she hit the code lock, Vatsala was becoming a coyote)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dad: i can't let you in. I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: I'm dying out here. Doesn't anybody care? Are you all dead in there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The door opened all of a sudde. Eyes were glaring from inside. The coyotes attacked Vatsala from inside The Shelter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: What did you do to my family? Where's my family? I'm so hungry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Inside were bodies of her family members, cut open by the coyotes -i dunno how they enter- Vatsala became one of the coyote and started to eat the bodies as she felt terribly hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: I needed this. The blood. I was so weak. Pritam. He'll be waiting for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Vatsala went back to town to find Pritam. The town was on fire and infected humans were everywhere. She found Pritam (Pritam was already a coyote as well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: Pritam! You waited! My family's gone. I only have you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pritam: Vatsala. I was sick. I'm so hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: I know where we can get something to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala brought Pritam to The Shelter where her family members' bodies were. Mahadey was still alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mahadey: I thought it was Vatsala knocking at the door. I didn't mean to let the monsters in. I hear it running in the tunnel. Mother, it's coming back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;( Pritam and Vatsala appeared by the door) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;GO AWAY! LEAVE ME ALONE!&lt;/span&gt; (Mahadey was also infected and started to eat his mother's dead body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vatsala: That's snarling..It's going to attack. Eat it Pritam!&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; (Pritam ate Mahadey)&lt;/span&gt; Father's plan was stupid. We got sick. But here we are, stronger than ever. And where are they? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(Vatsala started to eat her own Father's arm).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;K it's damn creepy. And Disgusting. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To lighten the mood, imma watch Be cool =) it's hilarious! haha! a White cowboy thinks he's black.&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/7531035036416528547-3082204953992780033?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/3082204953992780033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=3082204953992780033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/3082204953992780033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/3082204953992780033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/05/have-fun-there-chiangmai-and-melbourne.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-624826713434331420</id><published>2008-05-17T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T03:35:29.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Congrats to 4B for winning the sec 4 interclass netball game =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No worries peeps, sec 1s to sec 3s will be having &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Games Carnival Day&lt;/span&gt; on October. According to house system though. yeap, no longer interclass. reason being is because the school is going towards the house system direction instead of classes. it'll still be fun! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So the sec 3s netballer were helping out umpiring, updating scores and all for the games. I was somewhat umpiring for every game. except 1 or 2. I am so sorry for the sec 4s if i umpired wrongly or anything. no hard feelings aye? overall, i think the event was fun. Interesting games i shall say =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Reminder: Jo is going off with some of the ml and hml students to Sarawak for IPW. From Monday till Thursday. So yeah i wont be around for bazaar.&lt;/span&gt; SIGH =/ i wan to go sia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i noe i had ALOT to talk about, but i forgot everything now.. ah shit =0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ANW, good luck for those performing on the concert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;MrFaz, no worries yah! u have a great talent! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;still got chance lah jo!&lt;/em&gt;&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/7531035036416528547-624826713434331420?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/624826713434331420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=624826713434331420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/624826713434331420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/624826713434331420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/05/congrats-to-4b-for-winning-sec-4.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-6123770319871243806</id><published>2008-05-12T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T08:30:20.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;TK ROAD RUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i can't even complete 4km without walking. i'm so doomed during training tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jo's leaving to Sarawak from the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;19th May to the 22nd&lt;/span&gt;. yeah im gonna miss the bazaar =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;UNLESS my return flight is in the morning, and if im early enough, i can clash the bazaar =) that'll be fun actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So some results were returned to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;For today, we received back: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;History, Geography, English (p2) and A maths&lt;/span&gt; for those who stayed in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So far, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT GOOD&lt;/span&gt;. ok lah actually. average, borderline marks. Unfortunately, only 10 ppl passed Geography in my class. i think we didn't really study enough for this test. Glad to say, i passed =) i also passed my history! HELL YEAH! xD i have a strong feeling my SS gonna kill me though. i passed english paper 2 as well, just pass lah actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Talking about english, i really dun wan to move AG =/ i wan to stay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's either, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;JO'S NOT MOVING&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MS TAN MOVE WITH ME&lt;/span&gt; =D i think Ms Fiona Tan rocks as a teacher =) i think her class is the most fun class out of all the english classes! no offence there peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Papers to get back tomorrow: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Chemistry, Physics, E maths and English (p1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;SIGH. i think i screwed &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt;, big time! dammit luh. but i rather come to school and face the papers + marks than sitting at home bitting my pillows wondering how much i got =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's about 11.30 pm right now people =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know it'll still affect me in someway or another..&lt;/em&gt;&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/7531035036416528547-6123770319871243806?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/6123770319871243806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=6123770319871243806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/6123770319871243806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/6123770319871243806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/05/tk-road-run.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-1524160858316366370</id><published>2008-05-08T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T20:38:25.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you think u've found your soulmate, then you are deeply mistaken. For pete's sake it's only been weeks! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That person&lt;/span&gt; obviously doesn't have any respect for you, and letting those things happen, you have no respect for yourself either. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That person&lt;/span&gt;'s not even sincere. Think about it, it wasn't even a week that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that person&lt;/span&gt; changed heart. and believe me, to forget somebody takes longer than that. i doubt &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that person&lt;/span&gt; is actually serious about this. Do you know how heavy the consequences are when you're busted? I'm very positive you gonna regret this when you're caught. You know it for yourself it's not right, why carry on?? It's not that i have no respect for your decision or some sort. We know you alot more than &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that person&lt;/span&gt; does, and we know you're not like this. We know how badly this gonna affect you, emotionally and mentally. We just hope you know what you're doing. If anything goes wrong, you'll get the heavier impact and you know it. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That person&lt;/span&gt; has nothing to lose, but your life is on the edge now. Something happens and you're gonna regret it for life. This is serious matter. Stop fooling around cos it's your life you're risking. Please, just dun go any further..we care for you, can't you tell? we're so damn worried for you, aren't you worried for yourself? Take care of yourself, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That person is ultimately dangerous&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Clique outing yesterday was very fun! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wanted to go zoo at first. but since the entrance ticket was expensive, decided to go somewhere else, in the end Marina Square. HELL LOTS of stuff happened on the way, was a little tensed but i think we're all glad it happened. cos it fixed things. not everything though =/ however, li mei couldn't make it and sher ting left before going marina square to sentosa. Ate at pizza hut and imma vote Kadek as employee of the month man. He recommended me Orleans baked rice i think. and it was delicious =) Jasmine and Xinyi didn't quite enjoy their food though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Followed by some shopping, we ought to get the same stuff for everybody in the whole clique. haha not forgetting mother's day present! i'm just gonna call my mom =) haha! i bought a new wallet =) finally man! and then we left to watch What Happens In Vegas. k im not gonna spoil the movie for those who havent watch, but it's really great! should go watch it, worth every cent =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was nice bonding with some ppl in the clique that i actually never really bond with last time. It's nice to noe that we became alot close now to each other =) i love u guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;K i'm gonna meet Yi jie for window shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;gotta save money! that wallet cost me a bomb =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love makes the world go round =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/7531035036416528547-1524160858316366370?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/1524160858316366370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=1524160858316366370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1524160858316366370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1524160858316366370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/05/dear-you-if-you-think-uve-found-your.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-2244124201241999018</id><published>2008-05-07T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:18:13.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;MID YEAR EXAMINATIONS ARE OFFICIALLY OVER =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;till next year of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm just so glad it's all over! no more night studying, waking up as early as possible to chiong to school and start revising. But now i'm so nervous about the results. i dun think i did as well as compared to my CA marks. sigh. i messed up so many papers. oh well, wad's done is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;clique outing tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TO THE ZOO =D&lt;/span&gt; hahha! we just choose a random place to go and i have a good feeling we gonna have hell lots of fun =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Good luck for double-triple science students for the SPA tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;last paper peeps, go for it! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;u're the only one who knows about it. mygosh, i cant believe it either luh. it happened just like that. and now it's stollen. this is why it's hard to forget. sigh, now you know why. i just can't help it luh. i spilled everything to u, keeping that major piece to myself just feels weird. so now you know, please..keep it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like i don't know you anymore..&lt;/em&gt;&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/7531035036416528547-2244124201241999018?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/2244124201241999018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=2244124201241999018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2244124201241999018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/2244124201241999018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/05/mid-year-examinations-are-officially.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-8525872328094065772</id><published>2008-05-04T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T08:34:50.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;If they're testing Logarithm Graphs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm doomed =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Good luck peeps for wadever papers you guys having tomorrow =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;PLEASE bring my calculator tomorrow =X&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/7531035036416528547-8525872328094065772?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/8525872328094065772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=8525872328094065772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/8525872328094065772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/8525872328094065772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-theyre-testing-logarithm-graphs-im.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-1793907086999791913</id><published>2008-04-30T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T06:00:20.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Few more to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Study hard people, just few more and we can enjoy post exam activities =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Post exam activities gonna be fun. hopefully. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately for jo, schedule is packed -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so many stuff to settle man. sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Geography on Friday =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Physics on Monday =((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;SIGH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;K FEW MORE TO GO. FEW MORE..STUDY HARD GUYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;let's kill the rest of the Mid Year Papers &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;All the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't feel the guilt..at all?&lt;/em&gt;&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/7531035036416528547-1793907086999791913?l=beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/1793907086999791913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7531035036416528547&amp;postID=1793907086999791913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1793907086999791913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7531035036416528547/posts/default/1793907086999791913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondallreason-jo.blogspot.com/2008/04/few-more-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>[J][O]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01249347617361961137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531035036416528547.post-6397760932740774393</id><published>2008-04-29T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T01:53:48.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ignorance is bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah i think being&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;neutral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is the best in any crap situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok unless the person did something to me..thats a different scenario. but for most, i think not taking sides is the best. I've learnt my lesson, and i promise i'm not gonna badmouth about anybody anymore. yeah i know it's wrong, i admit it's my fault. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;. but hey, everybody must have at least badmouth somebody once. consider it as human nature =/ lol. k i promise, no more.. really sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;BUT..for the other one, damn you using underhand methods. just because you're d
