<?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-3430705051630852723</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:26:45.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing it MY way!</title><subtitle type='html'>Whoeva's visitin me on9 diary,r u sur u're supposed 2 b ridin sm1 else's on9 diary?.If u r Beverly,I DID nt gv u permision,STOP it.Bt if u r me frens n i allow u 2,den yes.I noe tt I m not allow 2 call ppl idiots goons halfwits n all tt,but tis' a diary n i din't actualy "called" dem, i rote dem.N if u punish me 4 it, den i wil noe u read me blog, wich i m not gvin u permission 2 do. Now by e p'wr vested in me, I do promis tt evrytng in tis diary is tru or,at least tru as ot nids 2 be. G_lisa.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. 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Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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/_laPHCuNMgjs/SvpVWwVqqVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/W986-ApAjqI/s72-c/Amazing+(2)' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430705051630852723.post-5301859322301618767</id><published>2009-10-23T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:06:56.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E.U.R.O.P.E</title><content type='html'>I'm going away to&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VENICE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MILAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FLORENCE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caught you JEALOUS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13 days without cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ko pek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone else will be more upset than that!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muhaha:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; lamer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Main topic of this post:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my MUMMY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my  DADDY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my BROTHER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my BROTHER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my BEST FRIED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my FRIEND &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my BEST FRIED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my FRIENDs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secret coded...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I say go left, must go left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I say right, cannot go left"&lt;/div&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/3430705051630852723-5301859322301618767?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5301859322301618767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=5301859322301618767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5301859322301618767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5301859322301618767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/10/europe.html' title='E.U.R.O.P.E'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-3281603911813434712</id><published>2009-10-04T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:21:03.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heart of a Teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(244, 121, 58); font-size: 15px; text-align: center; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Excerpt from: &lt;em style="font-style: italic; "&gt;The Heart of a Teacher&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Paula Fox&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 15px; "&gt;The child arrives like a mystery box...&lt;br /&gt;with puzzle pieces inside&lt;br /&gt;some of the pieces are broken or missing...&lt;br /&gt;and others just seem to hide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 15px; "&gt;But the HEART of a teacher can sort them out...&lt;br /&gt;and help the child to see&lt;br /&gt;the potential for greatness he has within...&lt;br /&gt;a picture of what he can be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 15px; "&gt;Her goal isn't just to teach knowledge...&lt;br /&gt;by filling the box with more parts&lt;br /&gt;it's putting the pieces together...&lt;br /&gt;and creating a work of art&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 15px; "&gt;The process is painfully slow at times...&lt;br /&gt;some need more help than others&lt;br /&gt;each child is a work in progress...&lt;br /&gt;with assorted shapes and colors&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 15px; "&gt;First she creates a classroom...&lt;br /&gt;where the child can feel safe in school&lt;br /&gt;where he never feels threatened or afraid to try...&lt;br /&gt;and kindness is always the rule&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 15px; "&gt;She knows that a child&lt;br /&gt;can achieve much more&lt;br /&gt;when he feels secure inside&lt;br /&gt;when he's valued and loved...&lt;br /&gt;and believes in himself&lt;br /&gt;...and he has a sense of pride&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 15px; "&gt;She models and teaches good character...&lt;br /&gt;and respect for one another&lt;br /&gt;how to focus on strengths...not weaknesses&lt;br /&gt;and how to encourage each other&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 15px; "&gt;She gives the child the freedom he needs...&lt;br /&gt;to make choices on his own&lt;br /&gt;so he learns to become more responsible...&lt;br /&gt;and is able to stand alone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 15px; "&gt;He's taught to be strong and think for himself...&lt;br /&gt;as his soul and spirit heal&lt;br /&gt;and the puzzle that's taking shape inside...&lt;br /&gt;has a much more positive feel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 15px; "&gt;The child discovers the joy that comes...&lt;br /&gt;from learning something new...&lt;br /&gt;and his vision grows as he begins&lt;br /&gt;to see all the things that he can do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 15px; "&gt;A picture is formed as more pieces fit...&lt;br /&gt;an image of the child within&lt;br /&gt;with greater strength and confidence...&lt;br /&gt;and a belief that he can win!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 15px; "&gt;All because a hero was there...&lt;br /&gt;in the HEART of a teacher who cared&lt;br /&gt;enabling the child to become much more...&lt;br /&gt;than he ever imagined...or dared&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 15px; "&gt;A teacher with a HEART for her children...&lt;br /&gt;knows what teaching is all about&lt;br /&gt;she may not have all the answers...&lt;br /&gt;but on this...she has no doubt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 15px; "&gt;When asked which subjects she loved to teach,&lt;br /&gt;she answered this way and smiled...&lt;br /&gt;"It's not the subjects that matter...&lt;br /&gt;It's all about teaching the CHILD."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-3281603911813434712?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3281603911813434712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=3281603911813434712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/3281603911813434712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/3281603911813434712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/10/heart-of-teacher.html' title='The Heart of a Teacher'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-4317249394183786786</id><published>2009-09-24T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:46:29.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 September 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;HO HO HO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't know.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-4317249394183786786?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4317249394183786786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=4317249394183786786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4317249394183786786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4317249394183786786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/24-september-2009.html' title='24 September 2009'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-306777153029600130</id><published>2009-08-29T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T20:11:11.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;ul&gt;Germaine got me to this like how long ago?&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;NOW, I'm doing it(:&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;25 RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;1)I am blogging right now&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;2)I am watching GIAMT advertisment on TV right now&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;3)I had rice for dinner&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;4)I think Tefal advertisment is really WEIRD. Haha(:&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;5)I have 20 more random-sentence to go&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;6)My name is Gerlissa&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;7)My favourite channel is 12 on STARHUB CABLE TV&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;8)I'll sleep late again tonight&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;9)I think it's suprising that my mother new the song Billie Jeans.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;10)I am trying to type without looking at the key board&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;11)The internet is not working&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;12)Now it is&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;13)There is organ lesson tomorrow&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;14)I am meeting Yingyi tomorrow&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;15)I will attempt to do the math homework&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;16)I have lost my mood for this quiz&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;17)I think it is a waste of time&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;18)I will start giving duplicative sentence from now&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;19)Like this&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;20)Like this&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;21)Like this &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;22)Like this&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;23)Like this&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;24)Like this&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;25)Like this&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-306777153029600130?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/306777153029600130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=306777153029600130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/306777153029600130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/306777153029600130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/25-random-things-about-me.html' title='25 RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-532425062761397448</id><published>2009-08-04T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:18:48.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know...&lt;div&gt;It's pathetic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It shall remain that way....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till i feel like blogging again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like duh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-532425062761397448?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/532425062761397448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=532425062761397448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/532425062761397448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/532425062761397448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-3466007672375960836</id><published>2009-07-26T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:51:25.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inverse proportion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you are hard on life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life will be easy on you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you are easy on life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life will be hard on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gerry Er&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-3466007672375960836?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3466007672375960836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=3466007672375960836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/3466007672375960836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/3466007672375960836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/inverse-proportion.html' title='Inverse proportion'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-8586580705769069728</id><published>2009-07-22T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T17:43:08.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know Science?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/nature/animals/pets/dogs.shtml"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/nature/animals/pets/dogs.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/sn/prehistoric_life/human/human_evolution/mother_of_man1.shtml"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/sn/prehistoric_life/human/human_evolution/mother_of_man1.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-8586580705769069728?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8586580705769069728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=8586580705769069728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8586580705769069728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8586580705769069728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-know-science.html' title='You know Science?'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-5549342838032635888</id><published>2009-07-22T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T16:42:49.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>I value the friend who for me find time on his calendar,&lt;br /&gt;But I cherish the friend who for me does not consult the calendar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-5549342838032635888?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5549342838032635888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=5549342838032635888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5549342838032635888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5549342838032635888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-8983754981471910905</id><published>2009-07-12T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:01:41.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>This morning i message MJ&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, tell me a joke"&lt;br /&gt;And she gave me riddles!&lt;br /&gt;Without answers:D&lt;br /&gt;How CLASSIC could that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than went to Beaauty World Centre to get some books&lt;br /&gt;What are they?&lt;br /&gt;Beutiful Child,&lt;br /&gt;and Something something Children&lt;br /&gt;Both by Torey Hayden&lt;br /&gt;And something something animals&lt;br /&gt;by I DON'T KNOW WHO&lt;br /&gt;Torey Hayden write good books(:&lt;br /&gt;And she even have a new book now!&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so going to wait until the price of that book lowers before getting it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till than&lt;br /&gt;I got to sleep now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-8983754981471910905?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8983754981471910905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=8983754981471910905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8983754981471910905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8983754981471910905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-4002271408665162371</id><published>2009-07-11T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:53:19.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The week</title><content type='html'>Big big secret. &lt;div&gt;NICOLE (Chen) Went for &lt;i&gt;DIE DA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet she would SCREAMING her way through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I would gladly like to watch her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and than I could laugh my way through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I'm mean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you know that laughters are the BEST calorie burner?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So don't stoplaughing ok???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me bet you a million dollars now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That complain king is telling the emperor that I'm blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't get it?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's so wrong with blogging?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEE! That totally spoiled my mood agian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It always happens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just hate it so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall ignore them then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And laugh at everything possible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It'll just pissed them as I guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was hectic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With heavy heavy bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking around Hougang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so SWEET of Cheryl and Minjun to accompany me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also been going to class a lot with Kimberly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet it's supposed to be good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RIGHT? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Choo wasn't as good as I expected him to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's a bit sloopy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So class is prety much sleepy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tong Hua is not as nice as the other song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it is down right easier ok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3430705051630852723-4002271408665162371?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4002271408665162371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=4002271408665162371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4002271408665162371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4002271408665162371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/week.html' title='The week'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-8116109409385915354</id><published>2009-07-06T09:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:04:30.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The powerful call</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To answer that call from you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to endure 20 canes from him.&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;You didn't look me up the whole week&lt;br /&gt;and when you did, it was for me to get into trouble&lt;br /&gt;Thanks man(:&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not angry..&lt;br /&gt;Really&lt;br /&gt;Just plain &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-8116109409385915354?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8116109409385915354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=8116109409385915354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8116109409385915354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8116109409385915354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/powerful-call.html' title='The powerful call'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-9082034916618095618</id><published>2009-06-28T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:50:09.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AYG torch relay! Thanks fot that! x|</title><content type='html'>Woke up purposely at 5 today&lt;br /&gt;Just to walk 12 lamp post&lt;br /&gt;and run a.k.a. jog a.k.a walk another 12 lamp post&lt;br /&gt;HOW COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL is that?&lt;br /&gt;But the bad thing is I think it'll be on news again!&lt;br /&gt;But this time a lot of people&lt;br /&gt;confirm won't affect us&lt;br /&gt;or at least ME&lt;br /&gt;Better than last time in many many many ways!&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to that trip to Croatia&lt;br /&gt;even after what Stella told me about the beggars.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I won't say I'm in love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's a prize for rotten judgement&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've already won that&lt;br /&gt;No man is worth the aggravation&lt;br /&gt;That's ancient history, been there, done that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who'd'ya think you're kiddin'&lt;br /&gt;He's the Earth and heaven to you&lt;br /&gt;Try to keep it hidden&lt;br /&gt;Honey, we can see right through you&lt;br /&gt;Girl, ya can't conceal it&lt;br /&gt;We know how ya feel and&lt;br /&gt;Who you're thinking of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No chance, no way&lt;br /&gt;I won't say it, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You swoon, you sigh&lt;br /&gt;why deny it, uh-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too cliche&lt;br /&gt;I won't say I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my heart had learned its lesson&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good when you start out&lt;br /&gt;My head is screaming get a grip, girl&lt;br /&gt;Unless you're dying to cry your heart out&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep on denying&lt;br /&gt;Who you are and how you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we're not buying&lt;br /&gt;Hon, we saw ya hit the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;Face it like a grown-up&lt;br /&gt;When ya gonna own up&lt;br /&gt;That ya got, got, got it bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No chance, now way&lt;br /&gt;I won't say it, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give up, give in&lt;br /&gt;Check the grin you're in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scene won't play,&lt;br /&gt;I won't say I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're doin flips read our lips&lt;br /&gt;You're in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're way off base&lt;br /&gt;I won't say it&lt;br /&gt;Get off my case&lt;br /&gt;I won't say it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, don't be proud&lt;br /&gt;It's O.K. you're in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;At least out loud,&lt;br /&gt;I won't say I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very nice song! GO listen!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-9082034916618095618?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/9082034916618095618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=9082034916618095618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/9082034916618095618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/9082034916618095618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/ayg-torch-relay-thanks-fot-that-x.html' title='AYG torch relay! Thanks fot that! x|'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-3945090622571262275</id><published>2009-06-27T19:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T15:24:33.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People</title><content type='html'>I got into thinking&lt;br /&gt;what kind of person I usually like&lt;br /&gt;As in not those girl like boys stuff!&lt;br /&gt;Just as people I like being with&lt;br /&gt;Get it?!&lt;br /&gt;I like cheerful people&lt;br /&gt;people who can pull a warm smile at the most critical time ever.&lt;br /&gt;I like people who brightens up someones day with a few simple words.&lt;br /&gt;They are like MAGIC!&lt;br /&gt;You're down and they appear,&lt;br /&gt;And next thing you know you are like laughing&lt;br /&gt;It might sounds easy&lt;br /&gt;But people who attempt it are pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;Ya, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;IF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; you are really trying it out,&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE don't go around with smiles from cheeks to cheeks walking.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of liking you, they get freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll like a cheerful person even when I know that he/she&lt;br /&gt;1)Is always jealous&lt;br /&gt;2) Is a hypocrite&lt;br /&gt;Do they contrast??&lt;br /&gt;Like you will be thinking how can a jealous or hypocrite smile??&lt;br /&gt;Actuall, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you have to be one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you know the answer, please tell me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a SMART post&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I know it myself~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-3945090622571262275?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3945090622571262275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=3945090622571262275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/3945090622571262275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/3945090622571262275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-got-into-thnking-what-kind-of-person.html' title='People'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-236017847186529761</id><published>2009-06-25T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:32:49.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday!</title><content type='html'>I am back!&lt;br /&gt;Tired-ness all around&lt;br /&gt;Strange brains&lt;br /&gt;weird dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about Sunday just FREAKS me man!&lt;br /&gt;Can't I just sleep longer???&lt;br /&gt;I "start" school one day earlier&lt;br /&gt;not exactly school&lt;br /&gt;but maybe school routine?&lt;br /&gt;Is it what you call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some conversations I found funny here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germin: Mummy, can you come to my concert&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: No. Sorry. My boss don't allow me to take leave&lt;br /&gt;Germin:THAN YOU TAKE THE STAIRS LA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-236017847186529761?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/236017847186529761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=236017847186529761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/236017847186529761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/236017847186529761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday.html' title='Sunday!'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-7743746689498369652</id><published>2009-06-18T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:39:34.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday night Claris called&lt;br /&gt;Conferenced with Minjun&lt;br /&gt;SUPRISED!&lt;br /&gt;She said today want to go out&lt;br /&gt;DOWNTOWN EAST&lt;br /&gt;Than me and MJ went&lt;br /&gt;"NOOooooo" multiple time&lt;br /&gt;Finally decided on Ice Skating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I met MJ in Kallang MRT before we met Claris&lt;br /&gt;Me and Minjun were in the same train&lt;br /&gt;But we were at different ends!&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed to the place&lt;br /&gt;What's it called??&lt;br /&gt;What leisure Kallang&lt;br /&gt;Something along the line la&lt;br /&gt;$4.00&lt;br /&gt;Exact&lt;br /&gt;Minjun fell the most!&lt;br /&gt;Laugh out loud!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Practically, Claris' butt and my but didn't "kiss" floor&lt;br /&gt;The floor doesn't like us&lt;br /&gt;That's a GOOD thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skated with super horrible smelling skates&lt;br /&gt;Compared to the rest of the skaters,&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a real pathetic loser!&lt;br /&gt;And we saw a FLAMINGO there&lt;br /&gt;(as what claris refers to)&lt;br /&gt;In thimk we left like 40minutes before the time limit&lt;br /&gt;I bet Minjun was like thinking&lt;br /&gt;"waste money"&lt;br /&gt;Am I right?&lt;br /&gt;Actually me too you know&lt;br /&gt;But my leg hurts like nobody's business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went around looking for lunch&lt;br /&gt;It's so pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;Actually not&lt;br /&gt;only that we are just fussy eaters(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than cabbed back to Claris house&lt;br /&gt;Than we "swam" IN THE HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;get it?&lt;br /&gt;I was the SORE LOSER&lt;br /&gt;I lost like ermmm&lt;br /&gt;$28!&lt;br /&gt;That's a lot man!&lt;br /&gt;They are not real money la!&lt;br /&gt;Just those plastic chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than a long journey home&lt;br /&gt;accompanied by Crazier by Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;Ya, NON-STOP&lt;br /&gt;It's nice what...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-7743746689498369652?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7743746689498369652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=7743746689498369652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7743746689498369652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7743746689498369652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-night-claris-called.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-511181104490927952</id><published>2009-06-17T18:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:49:22.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Diligence Class BBQ</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was way FUN I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;It didn't turn out how I wanted it to be&lt;br /&gt;But in a SUPER DUPER UPER good way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claris and I(or is it me?) reached there SOOO early&lt;br /&gt;With the tidbits, and forks, and tidbits, and spoon, and tidbits, and plates, and tidbits, and plates, and tidbits, and cups, and tidbits.&lt;br /&gt;Snacked on the TIDBITS!!&lt;br /&gt;Till the rest came.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I unpacked the bags all nice and neat!&lt;br /&gt;and fold origami with the plastic bag&lt;br /&gt;we were like 3 hours earlier than the starting time.&lt;br /&gt;Yoohoo! What do you expect???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around four the boys arrived!&lt;br /&gt;Claris took Nigel's phone and skipped the songs before they even get to the words&lt;br /&gt;Like only the intro than &lt;u&gt;BOOM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I was busy cooking the food!&lt;br /&gt;Than I ate like 1 chicken, 1 plate of beehoon, and 1 pathetic fishball!&lt;br /&gt;And marsh mallows.&lt;br /&gt;Like of cause!&lt;br /&gt;What's a barbeque without marsh mallows man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't finish my food&lt;br /&gt;The funny funny chicken wing&lt;br /&gt;WA HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm laughing!&lt;br /&gt;Than I rode the bike all the way to down town!&lt;br /&gt;With Cassandra and Ying Yi&lt;br /&gt;Perspired like no one's business!&lt;br /&gt;Went back with half my mind occupied with cold water&lt;br /&gt;When I reached&lt;br /&gt;There was only ice left&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic la!&lt;br /&gt;So I drank that water&lt;br /&gt;worst thing is I heard Joshua Ho stuffed his hand in&lt;br /&gt;Gross DUDE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I forget to mention!&lt;br /&gt;It was a success!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures???&lt;br /&gt;Soon(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-511181104490927952?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/511181104490927952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=511181104490927952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/511181104490927952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/511181104490927952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-was-way-fun-i-tell-you-it.html' title='2 Diligence Class BBQ'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-4510515877623426798</id><published>2009-06-15T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T18:42:29.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tampines GIANT</title><content type='html'>Tampines GIANT...&lt;br /&gt;I PUUUUUUUUUUUULEEEEEEEED MEEself there okay.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't even want to go at all&lt;br /&gt;What I predicted was true as anything ever!&lt;br /&gt;Hey, if I continue predicting things correctly,&lt;br /&gt;I might as well be a PSYCHIC(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until someone came along!!&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY BRIGHTENS MY DAY&lt;br /&gt;not a lot&lt;br /&gt;but at least, still did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just grabbed all the chips that were in front of our eyes and dump into the trolley&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEE(:&lt;br /&gt;I guess it would be around 5 packets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Claris and me went to Claris house&lt;br /&gt;(supposedly ADELE too!)&lt;br /&gt;JUNO and LULU&lt;br /&gt;sooooooooooo cute!!&lt;br /&gt;Like wearing some couple shirt like that!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;We ate the SUSHI we bought in GIANT while watching&lt;br /&gt;PLAY HOUSE DISNEY channel&lt;br /&gt;Swwweeeeeeet huh??&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied with Polka Green Tea!&lt;br /&gt;Than &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POP &lt;/span&gt;those corns in the MICROWAVE!&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;You're name is no longer your name you know!&lt;br /&gt;Haha(:&lt;br /&gt;Than also had honey tubes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ijust came home!&lt;br /&gt;Washed veggies&lt;br /&gt;BOY!&lt;br /&gt;They are HOLE-Y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-4510515877623426798?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4510515877623426798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=4510515877623426798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4510515877623426798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4510515877623426798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/tampines-giant.html' title='Tampines GIANT'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-8946653024526274415</id><published>2009-06-12T10:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:27:49.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the HOT HOT city</title><content type='html'>Singapore is now in a hot hot weather&lt;br /&gt;All the insects are migrating&lt;br /&gt;INTO MY HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;that the worst part of it&lt;br /&gt;In my kitchen itself there are like 3 ants house...&lt;br /&gt;What do you call it in proper terms?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well...&lt;br /&gt;And there is one flying insect around&lt;br /&gt;which maybe until now&lt;br /&gt;might be some unknown species to the world greatest scientist&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that BAD&lt;br /&gt;real bad.&lt;br /&gt;big big&lt;br /&gt;fat fat&lt;br /&gt;and got 4 wings some more!&lt;br /&gt;(what's so special about that???)&lt;br /&gt;I have NOOOOOOo idea manz!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway homework wise.&lt;br /&gt;left that 1 page of math.&lt;br /&gt;It's so tough&lt;br /&gt;I doubt it's even for humans to do&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my brains not working hard enough&lt;br /&gt;MOREOVER it's a holiday&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult to get it up and going normally&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if I don't buck up now,&lt;br /&gt;I think I might as well bid goodbye to those ACE classes&lt;br /&gt;or maybe &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SINGAPORE&lt;/span&gt; you know&lt;br /&gt;0.o&lt;br /&gt;Hey, this post IS considered long.&lt;br /&gt;If you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;It's a good work done by GERLISSA(:&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-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;ithinkilikeyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---edited---&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming just now&lt;br /&gt;At first when I went down,&lt;br /&gt;The WHOLE pool "belonged" me&lt;br /&gt;until... came down&lt;br /&gt;thanks man!&lt;br /&gt;You suck!&lt;br /&gt;Daddy called for Pizza Hut&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is, it delivered to the pool!&lt;br /&gt;That was the suprise.&lt;br /&gt;And somemore still got a little note&lt;br /&gt;it state:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"To: Gerlissa and Germin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is for your lunch. Enjoy it by the pool side.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love, Daddy"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-8946653024526274415?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8946653024526274415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=8946653024526274415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8946653024526274415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8946653024526274415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/singapore-is-now-in-hot-hot-weather-all.html' title='In the HOT HOT city'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-7076923588896638663</id><published>2009-06-11T11:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T12:00:25.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleventh June OhhNine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can anyone tell me what date is it today??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SjB-ziMN09I/AAAAAAAAAM4/q4lkDYMNp9g/s1600-h/ME.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345912181505250258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SjB-ziMN09I/AAAAAAAAAM4/q4lkDYMNp9g/s320/ME.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you see her?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME AND HER &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4TH YEAR 4TH MONTH ANNIVERSARY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Anniversary DARLINKED!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all started when we were in Primary 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in "H" and she "J"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the school's General Office&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so innocent than&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knew &lt;u&gt;NOTHING&lt;/u&gt; about her at first and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WaLaaaah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked like best friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next years, God gave me the best present! We were in the SAME class!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a miracle!!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's how it was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it will always be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you get it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, I don't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss you!&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/3430705051630852723-7076923588896638663?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7076923588896638663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=7076923588896638663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7076923588896638663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7076923588896638663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/eleventh-june-ohhnine.html' title='Eleventh June OhhNine'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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/_laPHCuNMgjs/SjB-ziMN09I/AAAAAAAAAM4/q4lkDYMNp9g/s72-c/ME.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430705051630852723.post-8183282190837158245</id><published>2009-06-06T12:11:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:29:23.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Centre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/Sinv0KZqaHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/1bT9zc686uY/s1600-h/DSC04419.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These were taken yesterday. I don't want to elaborate&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SinuaW0I2bI/AAAAAAAAAMo/IRi0HbgzhSc/s1600-h/MY+picture+no.071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344064569420077490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SinuaW0I2bI/AAAAAAAAAMo/IRi0HbgzhSc/s320/MY+picture+no.071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SinuWW6umaI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Zx77S0HujPE/s1600-h/MY+picture+no.060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344064500728240546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SinuWW6umaI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Zx77S0HujPE/s320/MY+picture+no.060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344064353210891666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SinuNxX2fZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/b9JNoj7MTTs/s320/MY+picture+no.054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344064255879165282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SinuIGyKNWI/AAAAAAAAAMI/BTSK79k59u4/s320/MY+picture+no.053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SinuDuSClCI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XFyWwHStOt0/s1600-h/MY+picture+no.052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344064180582519842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SinuDuSClCI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XFyWwHStOt0/s320/MY+picture+no.052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/Sint_VXMA7I/AAAAAAAAAL4/qNTESSe6iLY/s1600-h/MY+picture+no.045.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344064105173746610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/Sint_VXMA7I/AAAAAAAAAL4/qNTESSe6iLY/s320/MY+picture+no.045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/Sint6epVcvI/AAAAAAAAALw/Qi0biYMuqr0/s1600-h/MY+picture+no.048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344064021766435570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/Sint6epVcvI/AAAAAAAAALw/Qi0biYMuqr0/s320/MY+picture+no.048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/Sint15GVHXI/AAAAAAAAALo/b9LskLQHIlQ/s1600-h/MY+picture+no.044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344063942968024434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/Sint15GVHXI/AAAAAAAAALo/b9LskLQHIlQ/s320/MY+picture+no.044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/Sintwqjdm1I/AAAAAAAAALg/3NN12gkgdaM/s1600-h/MY+picture+no.042.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/Sintmhy8eeI/AAAAAAAAALQ/VNkLDuqkleo/s1600-h/MY+picture+no.033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344063679014664674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/Sintmhy8eeI/AAAAAAAAALQ/VNkLDuqkleo/s320/MY+picture+no.033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Look! Who's there??? Head kena chopped off still can laugh. ][_, [()] ][_,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SintfM0YlwI/AAAAAAAAALI/MWg6ENrsWz0/s1600-h/MY+picture+no.030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344063553124472578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SintfM0YlwI/AAAAAAAAALI/MWg6ENrsWz0/s320/MY+picture+no.030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you see what is this? It's a nut! And it took us 5 minutes to get it! How dumb(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/Sinv0KZqaHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/1bT9zc686uY/s1600-h/DSC04419.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-8183282190837158245?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8183282190837158245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=8183282190837158245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8183282190837158245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8183282190837158245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/science-centre.html' title='Science Centre'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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/_laPHCuNMgjs/SinuaW0I2bI/AAAAAAAAAMo/IRi0HbgzhSc/s72-c/MY+picture+no.071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430705051630852723.post-6490146589633326462</id><published>2009-06-04T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:16:46.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CEC Camp '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Camp&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should I phrase it???&lt;br /&gt;I won't talk about the bad things&lt;br /&gt;But its really bugging me luh!&lt;br /&gt;You know about it?&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you don't.&lt;br /&gt;Haha(: but at least you do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of the camp was like ___&lt;br /&gt;Our group was so &lt;em&gt;inspired &lt;/em&gt;man!&lt;br /&gt;So very, very, very &lt;em&gt;inspired...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big ][_, [()] ][_,&lt;br /&gt; Fine, I can't tolerate it anymore!&lt;br /&gt;That stupid dog think like she's so good like that&lt;br /&gt;collect food already than ask me throw ar?&lt;br /&gt;SIAO la!&lt;br /&gt;Night walk wasn't really night walk lah!&lt;br /&gt;It was a mini amazing race.&lt;br /&gt;Super fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;22736368&lt;br /&gt;Suppered with London Choco Roll.&lt;br /&gt;Which I had that for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day!&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Planning failed&lt;br /&gt;No lie-.-&lt;br /&gt;supposed to wake up at 5.45 for a shower because of the way we wet-ted our shirt for night walk&lt;br /&gt;Had "amazing race" in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Super tiring.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't in that mood to like you know...&lt;br /&gt;Erm run&lt;br /&gt;my leg was injured.&lt;br /&gt;the skin was torn because of the STUPID shoe.&lt;br /&gt;Than had to spend like 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;(if i wasn't wrong)&lt;br /&gt;doing a reflection proposal!&lt;br /&gt; I'm kind of lay now&lt;br /&gt;I dun wana post on camp anymore&lt;br /&gt;.\end/.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-6490146589633326462?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6490146589633326462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=6490146589633326462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6490146589633326462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6490146589633326462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/cec-camp-09.html' title='CEC Camp &apos;09'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-7924745194557925164</id><published>2009-06-01T11:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:39:51.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11:11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SiNJ1JkWoFI/AAAAAAAAALA/ej-7Jq7_uns/s1600-h/1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342194760441831506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SiNJ1JkWoFI/AAAAAAAAALA/ej-7Jq7_uns/s320/1111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read the time on THAT clock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 11:11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is it so special?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is 1st June you know??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I &lt;u&gt;JUST&lt;/u&gt; realised that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be hearing that bell in about 24 minuted time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where was I last month on that bell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It'll be just tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where I will be out of the house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for 3 consecutive days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, I plan to not tell YOU-KNOW-WHO about this and scare them a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess it wouldn't work than..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-7924745194557925164?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7924745194557925164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=7924745194557925164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7924745194557925164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7924745194557925164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/1111.html' title='11:11'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SiNJ1JkWoFI/AAAAAAAAALA/ej-7Jq7_uns/s72-c/1111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430705051630852723.post-1193319273986168992</id><published>2009-05-30T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:15:50.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manure(:</title><content type='html'>I settled for dinner at Changi Village Hawker Centre.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe YOU-KNOW-WHO was right about that hawker centre.&lt;br /&gt;Felt totally uncomfortable there but after a few minutes after I left that place for the "night market" every Saturday, I kind of felt way better.&lt;br /&gt;The stupid feeling you know.&lt;br /&gt;Weird one.&lt;br /&gt;Than I got 2 pairs of hand painted shoes&lt;br /&gt;{SWEET}&lt;br /&gt;And 3 books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My Story by Dave Pelzer&lt;br /&gt;[That's my all time fav. It's a 3-in-1 book too]&lt;br /&gt;-Toto Chan by Tetsuko Kuroyanagi&lt;br /&gt;-Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult&lt;br /&gt;I myself have made my father spent like $71!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wohw! That's &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; a lot for just 1 person man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus tomorrow, my family is planning an all day "trip" to malaysia&lt;br /&gt;[THRILLED]---like real...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't think I will find the least bit of fun in it.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that's just a MERE prediction.&lt;br /&gt;This post is totally made unknown through my PDA.&lt;br /&gt;Cool huh??&lt;br /&gt;Ya, and after 1 hour of not using my phone,&lt;br /&gt;I found like 20 messages in my inbox system&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to stupid man.&lt;br /&gt;He like what?&lt;br /&gt;Contributed 6 of it&lt;br /&gt;And you know what?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even bothered to reply 1.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh la la la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you notice something?&lt;br /&gt;I think this would be like the {REAL} longest post made by me in a century!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&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;Gone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-1193319273986168992?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1193319273986168992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=1193319273986168992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/1193319273986168992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/1193319273986168992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/manure.html' title='Manure(:'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-4467948022481464240</id><published>2009-05-29T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:51:26.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slave-d</title><content type='html'>I pulled the rope; I was being pulled by it&lt;br /&gt;I have done my best; I did badly&lt;br /&gt;I pleaded with you; you just refuse&lt;br /&gt;You asked me to leave; you prevented me from packing&lt;br /&gt;You asked me to do; you refuse to sign it&lt;br /&gt;You knoe, you people are no differen from employers who treat their maids like their slave or something.&lt;br /&gt;If I lost my friends because of you, I'll never forgive you at all.&lt;br /&gt;I mean it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-4467948022481464240?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4467948022481464240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=4467948022481464240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4467948022481464240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4467948022481464240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/slave-d.html' title='Slave-d'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-5155436275492577663</id><published>2009-05-27T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:31:58.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's going to last for EIGHT HOURS!!!&lt;br /&gt;And I only have LESS than 5 minutes to do everything well.&lt;br /&gt;Am I up for this?&lt;br /&gt;It' really irritating you know!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, this will be the catch up for the other days.&lt;br /&gt;20TH MAY 2009&lt;br /&gt;OFFICIAL OPENING of the opening of the Youth Olypic Pictogram&lt;br /&gt;I WITNESSED IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thrilled???&lt;br /&gt;Don't be.&lt;br /&gt;We were on news...&lt;br /&gt;radio...&lt;br /&gt;Newspaper???(didn't really check on that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what others have happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really nonthing much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know you should like stop reading from HERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really understand?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP READING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-5155436275492577663?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5155436275492577663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=5155436275492577663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5155436275492577663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5155436275492577663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-going-to-last-for-eight-hours-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-6567950885093266414</id><published>2009-05-13T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T17:09:33.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Macadamia</title><content type='html'>Today's Literature was SO easy! I had a really good time attempting all of it. And my head just keep trying to knock on the table that badly. Like two magnets trying to be attracted to each other but it keeps being pulled back!!! Ya, So I grant the permission for it to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;attracted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;AWHILE&lt;/span&gt; which ended up is actually throughout the exam. Did not check my work. Totally NO!&lt;br /&gt;I could die of trying to attempt to read my own hand &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt;!!! Throughout, I wrote for the sake of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt;. Repeating points over again and again... AND AGAIN. Teacher see long answer can already(:&lt;br /&gt;][_, [()]][_,!!!&lt;br /&gt;Eh, can you read that word?&lt;br /&gt;Look closely before you see the answer!!!&lt;br /&gt;Look again&lt;br /&gt;One more time.&lt;br /&gt;(I feel like doing the mosquito post again!!! But only I'll use this LOOK AGAIN thing(:)&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I'm lazy..&lt;br /&gt;And today's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; listening comprehension. Jerky jerky on. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Beaunice&lt;/span&gt; kept laughing at the intro music...&lt;br /&gt;0.o ya, by the way, the word's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents got NEW type of nuts to THIS house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Macadamia&lt;/span&gt; Nut!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the first &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Macadamia&lt;/span&gt; nut I had was when I was 11 at my neighbours house.&lt;br /&gt;They were FRESH from Australia.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore ones are also fresh.&lt;br /&gt;But not as good as those from Australia.&lt;br /&gt;It is very delicious.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be able to survive on that for months(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-6567950885093266414?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6567950885093266414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=6567950885093266414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6567950885093266414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6567950885093266414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/macadamia.html' title='Macadamia'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-7203542481103573752</id><published>2009-05-12T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:08:14.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walnuts!</title><content type='html'>I'm so tired- of WALNUTS&lt;br /&gt;Yup(:&lt;br /&gt;Tired of walnuts&lt;br /&gt;I have been eating them like what?&lt;br /&gt;1 week consecutively everyday after school.&lt;br /&gt;Do I have that much walnuts???&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Ya! Most definitely YES!&lt;br /&gt;It keeps getting replenished...&lt;br /&gt;I just realised how dry it would be in the mouth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! Walnuts are GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;Since it is the exam period,&lt;br /&gt;I shall consume MORE!! (:&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Literature Paper!&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do anything to not take it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I hate lit&lt;br /&gt;THAT much!!!&lt;br /&gt;Still got lit, chinese LC, and Math paper 2&lt;br /&gt;than can slack already??&lt;br /&gt;Ya, just MAYBE!&lt;br /&gt;Just MAYBE.&lt;br /&gt;Eitherwise, I'll be grounded&lt;br /&gt;chances are fifty fifty.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;s&gt;want&lt;/s&gt;&lt;u&gt;need&lt;/u&gt; the first fifty&lt;br /&gt;Can I???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-7203542481103573752?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7203542481103573752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=7203542481103573752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7203542481103573752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7203542481103573752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/walnuts.html' title='Walnuts!'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-2364984639532794676</id><published>2009-05-07T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T17:20:12.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long long ONE post(:</title><content type='html'>I seriously don't scold people on my blog. Not never before. I did. But I made a vow NEVER ever to scold anyone on blog. So as to respect them. No one likes being scolded on blog. Now, I really regretted doing that now. This dumb page is the only page that I can some how feel better after a long post. Anyway, I was REALLY angry today. With -XXX- I really don't bloody get it why do you not even bother to give me an SMS at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not scolding right? Someone, guide me! Ok, I'm done with this! I shall go do my art. Like I'll be eager to do so like that-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-2364984639532794676?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2364984639532794676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=2364984639532794676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2364984639532794676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2364984639532794676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/long-long-one-post.html' title='Long long ONE post(:'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-5015711299422447376</id><published>2009-05-02T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T20:35:26.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rare one(:</title><content type='html'>This post will be a rare one. I think before anyone ever get to see this, I'll out up my "LAA LAA LAND" thing. There are a lot of things that have happened over the LONG period of time. I'll put up those major ones(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Croatia trip: Successful but on hold.. SAD!&lt;br /&gt;Exams: Half way through. MUGGING HARD!!&lt;br /&gt;Feeling: Abused [you-know-who understands you-know who]&lt;br /&gt;               Confused&lt;br /&gt;               Trapped&lt;br /&gt;Hating: I SHALL pass on that!&lt;br /&gt;Loving: My friend at a different level&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall go now. Some people are peeping. Knows no sense of PRIVACY.&lt;br /&gt;Come on la... If you don't know what is privacy, I think you deserve one tight slap on your face right now. L-O-S-E-R!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-5015711299422447376?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5015711299422447376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=5015711299422447376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5015711299422447376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5015711299422447376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/rare-one.html' title='Rare one(:'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-7860849959571595875</id><published>2009-04-11T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:35:50.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.E.R.F.E.C.T.</title><content type='html'>Today's dinner was one word:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERFECT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need for elaborations...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-7860849959571595875?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7860849959571595875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=7860849959571595875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7860849959571595875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7860849959571595875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/perfect.html' title='P.E.R.F.E.C.T.'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-2847225470548275642</id><published>2009-04-10T22:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:55:45.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KUISHIN-BO!</title><content type='html'>Made out with Claris and her family to KUISHIN-BO for dinner! Food! Was! Good! I kind of don't know how to describe it with word. But neither can I put the pics up. SAD!! I'll get someone to help me with it(: Will edit this post sooner (i hope)&lt;br /&gt;1 thing that only can be describe:&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HEART&lt;/span&gt; CLARIS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-2847225470548275642?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2847225470548275642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=2847225470548275642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2847225470548275642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2847225470548275642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/buffet.html' title='KUISHIN-BO!'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-1399317292207864983</id><published>2009-04-10T12:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:58:42.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;Gerlissa LOVE 6 April!!! It's a secret. You wouldn't know... Cause she won't tell(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was freaky.&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for the bus at the SengKang bustop.&lt;br /&gt;Then got this middle age lady ask me what bus to take to reach to Woodlands interchange.&lt;br /&gt;Woodlands(:&lt;br /&gt;I told her 161, 965.&lt;br /&gt;161 came first. I gently reminded her.&lt;br /&gt;Then she told me she gu ling ling.&lt;br /&gt;-.-It has got extremely no link at all you know.&lt;br /&gt;Then she told me her parents dun care about her anymore...&lt;br /&gt;Went to look for her children.&lt;br /&gt;Then don't know what got key? Then no key? The change lock.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the key "point came" out.&lt;br /&gt;Her OWN childrem kicked her out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;I know I am not good with such conversation. I can't possibly say anything. But I seriously feel bad for her...&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; going to sacrifice my weekends this week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-1399317292207864983?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1399317292207864983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=1399317292207864983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/1399317292207864983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/1399317292207864983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/gerlissa-love-6-april-its-secret.html' title='...'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-7201321329781268410</id><published>2009-04-06T15:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:45:40.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in LAA LAA land</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love this place called LAA LAA land...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I won't tell you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Neh Neh(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really won't tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stop reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still read!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I already said I won't tell you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stop reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shoo!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shoo! Mosquito! Shoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are worse then a mosquito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tsk tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Close your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ya, NOW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not I go over help you dig your eyeballs out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I won't tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause I know you wouldn't want to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah ok lah...&lt;br /&gt;take pity on you.&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you&lt;br /&gt;It is..&lt;br /&gt;a place..&lt;br /&gt;where...&lt;br /&gt;many..&lt;br /&gt;many..&lt;br /&gt; many many...&lt;br /&gt;dreams ARE FOUND....&lt;br /&gt;*tinkle tinkle sound*&lt;br /&gt;Scold me for wasting your time if you want.&lt;br /&gt;You read it on your OWN free will(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really feel like &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exploding!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's so freaky stressful!!! Nevermind, if I really forget the definition of carefree, I'll go search it up the dictionary lor...&lt;br /&gt;Haha(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-7201321329781268410?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7201321329781268410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=7201321329781268410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7201321329781268410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7201321329781268410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/living-in-laa-laa-land.html' title='Living in LAA LAA land'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-6984292273783624750</id><published>2009-04-03T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:59:50.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The trouble "absorber"</title><content type='html'>I, Gerlissa Chan, am a kind soul. I have helped complete art!!! I love you *ra.. Oh, you know it! It was such a pleasure(: I also sacrificed poor nutella. But nevermind, next time I'll bring more so that I can share.. Struggled my way through lessons. I was doing my own thing even when Wendy walked past. And also when Jenny walked pass too.. This goes to show that they are blur blur people. &lt;em&gt;Like sotongs&lt;/em&gt;. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Our dear Kimberly have helped me block evil from coming my way. Like some eight sided mirror??? She took all the faults hilariously for me today. Haha(: First she had been caught for her socks (which you know, was higher then mine in a lot of ways. Next the Uncle's fork fault. We were looking for the "perfect place to eat". And in the end, we end up somewhere unexpected. Not really that unexpected. Just a no life place. Then someone suggested to walked further down the street. Then someone wanted jackfruit. &lt;em&gt;P.S. Gerlissa thinks she's pregnant&lt;/em&gt;. Whose does it belongs to anyway??? Seeds can fly. Oh ya, it does real unexpectedly... feeeeewww BOOM. Turn around and look for it and then you notice it is right beside you. Haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You-know-who,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I seriously think you should not avoid situations like this. I really don't care about you that way even if you describe yourself as emo. So what? Stand up tall. Face the problem lah. What's the point of hiding? It gets you to no where. You think about it... We still could be friends but you want to act brace in front of your friend and later brag about how depressed you are. I gave you a chance to let you express yourself. To vent out your anger. But you only end it with 2 letters. If you still want to carry on like this, I tell you what? You know what? I will just pretend i didn't know you at all. Fair? Square?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-6984292273783624750?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6984292273783624750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=6984292273783624750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6984292273783624750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6984292273783624750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/trouble-absorber.html' title='The trouble &quot;absorber&quot;'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-4621344503819868227</id><published>2009-04-02T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:07:39.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cards do murder...</title><content type='html'>I murdered today. I've murdered, Titus, Jasper, Beaunice, Jeffery, the pig who could fly too(: All this during  chinese period today. SHE didn't came for class, therefore we had 2 FREE periods as in lesson periods... I'm really burnt out after a whole entire week of the YOG struggle.. But still, I have not finished that bit of it. I think I shall go start mgging on it tomorrow.. I tired already...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-4621344503819868227?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4621344503819868227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=4621344503819868227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4621344503819868227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4621344503819868227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/cards-do-murder.html' title='Cards do murder...'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-2358605717358369428</id><published>2009-03-31T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:14:08.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Band SYF '09!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/congragulations/Moondancers29/425b0572.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e315/Moondancers29/425b0572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congragulations Band!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SILVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for SYF 2009(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-2358605717358369428?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2358605717358369428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=2358605717358369428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2358605717358369428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2358605717358369428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/band-syf-09.html' title='Band SYF &apos;09!!'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-3625583986010768627</id><published>2009-03-28T19:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:34:10.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving the Earth=Killing me???</title><content type='html'>My weekend was ruined again. Did I mentioned again? Oh wells, I had to wake up at 6am!!! The weekend was ruined because I could have slept for another 6 hours if not for maths.. I went to Compass Point for lunch and dreaded my way to tuition. Very bored. Mr Aravin was dozing off. Funny funny. He was nodding his head away in between lessons. It was badly written. The thing. I guess it was because he was tired. But I'm going to email him after this. Mr Chua didn't come for maths. I guess it was because of his family and his new family member(: But everything happens for a good cause/reason right? Me and Nicole CHEN were having the timme off our own. Haha-ing our way throughout. Ya and AGAIN, my eye hurt. Like Maths in the morning, my eyes were tearing up unknowingly non-stop. I even had difficulty opening my eyes. It was realy scary. Is there anything like eye cancer or something? Or maybe instead of salivary gland cancer, is there a teary gland cancer or something like that. Oh there's a biology test coming up on 9/April/09(of coz it's 09 then what? '10? LOL) I think I'll fail. But who cares? Ok fine I care. I still remembered the during my PSLE and my form teacher used the word "already" to refer to time in JANUARY. She will be "Hey children, it's January ALREADY are you getting yourself prepared?"-ing.. Ya speaking of major exams my Trinity Guildhall exams are like 5 more weeks away. How panicky.. LOL(: Anyway, my parents are REALLY going to practice the SAVE-THE-EARTH activity. They will stop all electrical appliance from 8.30pm-9.30pm today. No handphones. No TV. No handphones. No computer. No handphones. No fan. No handphones. No lights. No handphones. No handphones! NO handphone!! NO HANDPHONE!!! &lt;strong&gt;NO HANDPHONES!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;Hey people, if I happen to not attend school on Monday, please go find where I'm doing my funeral. Ok?? I love all of you especially you, you and YOU!! Don't ever forget me. Firstly, I'd like to thank my daddy, mummy, brother, sister, aunty, uncle . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-3625583986010768627?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3625583986010768627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=3625583986010768627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/3625583986010768627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/3625583986010768627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/saving-earthkilling-me.html' title='Saving the Earth=Killing me???'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-3846725207365444736</id><published>2009-03-22T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:29:18.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE "TEN" QUIZ</title><content type='html'>TEN ARE YOURS&lt;br /&gt;1.Are you single- Definitely, and I am proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;2.Are you happy- Very{:&lt;br /&gt;3.Are you bored- Yup&lt;br /&gt;4.Are you fair- I'm fairer then my brother. That's all I have to know&lt;br /&gt;5.Are you Italian- Nope&lt;br /&gt;6.Are you intelligent- At least I am better then goldfishes. They have a memory span of only 3 seconds{:&lt;br /&gt;7.Are you honest- I'm honest to myself{: You know something? I be honest to whoever I want to!!!&lt;br /&gt;8.Are you nice- I'll be nice to whoever I want to!!&lt;br /&gt;9.Are you Irish- Freaky random. But, no.&lt;br /&gt;10.Are you Asian- Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN FACTS&lt;br /&gt;1.Full name- Gerlissa Chan XY&lt;br /&gt;2.Nickname- Ger?&lt;br /&gt;3.Birth place- In the small hot humid tiny island along the equator.&lt;br /&gt;4.Hair colour- Yellow. According to "black so hair"{:&lt;br /&gt;5.Natural hair style- Messy&lt;br /&gt;6.Eye colour- Black&lt;br /&gt;7.Birthday-05December&lt;br /&gt;8.??&lt;br /&gt;9.Favourite colour- Name it. I'll like it.&lt;br /&gt;10.One place I'd like to visit- the toilet? Haha{:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE&lt;br /&gt;1.Have you ever been in love- No but proud of it{:&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you believe in love at first sight- Yes. Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;3.Do you currently have a crush-I'll have a crush on anyone I want to&lt;br /&gt;4.Have you ever been emotinally hurt-Yes, I think. I don't know!!&lt;br /&gt;5.Have you ever broken someone's heart- Maybe about to..&lt;br /&gt;6.Have you ever had your heart broken- Hey dude! If it's broken I wouldn't even be typing this.&lt;br /&gt;7.Have you ever liked someone but never told them- Yes&lt;br /&gt;8.Are you afraid of commitment- Yes, BIG time&lt;br /&gt;9.Who was the last person you hug- Mummy&lt;br /&gt;10.Who was the last person you said "I love you" to- Gerstner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THIS OR THAT&lt;br /&gt;1.Love or lust- What's lust?&lt;br /&gt;2.Hard liquor or beer- I'd rather die&lt;br /&gt;3.Cats or dog- DOG!&lt;br /&gt;4.Few best friend or any regular friends- Best friends give false hope. But, still...{:&lt;br /&gt;5.Creamy or crunchy- Crunchy peanut butter!!!&lt;br /&gt;6.Pencil or pen- Pen-.-&lt;br /&gt;7.Wild night out or romantic night in- Night out&lt;br /&gt;8.Money or happiness- Happiness&lt;br /&gt;9.Night or day- I'd love to sleep{:&lt;br /&gt;10.IM or phone- Phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;1.Been caught sneaking out- Why do you even think I'll get canning for?&lt;br /&gt;2.Seen a polar bear- Now, on TV!!&lt;br /&gt;3.Done somethingyou regret- Ya..&lt;br /&gt;4.Bungee jump- Yup. Even my heart jump out.&lt;br /&gt;5.Eaten food that fell onto the ground- All the time..&lt;br /&gt;6.Finished an entire jaw breaker- What on earth is it?!&lt;br /&gt;7.Caught naked- Seen yes. Caught, no.&lt;br /&gt;8.Wanted an ex gf/bf back- no&lt;br /&gt;9.Cried vecause you lost a pet- NO. Why should I. I think they'll even forget who I am already(:&lt;br /&gt;10.Wanted to disappear- Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN PREFERENCE IN A PARTNER&lt;br /&gt;1.Lips or eyes- Both&lt;br /&gt;2.Light or dark hair- Anything&lt;br /&gt;3.Hugs or kisses- Hugs xxxxx&lt;br /&gt;4.Shorter or taller- Taller&lt;br /&gt;5.Intelligence or attraction- Both&lt;br /&gt;6.Topman or Zara- Anything&lt;br /&gt;7.Funny or serious- Both at moderation&lt;br /&gt;8.Old or young- older but not too old&lt;br /&gt;9.Outgoing or quiet- Outgoing&lt;br /&gt;10.Sweet or bad- I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN HAVE YOUS&lt;br /&gt;1.Ever performed in front of a large crowd- Yes&lt;br /&gt;2.Ever talked on the phone for longer then an hour- Yes&lt;br /&gt;3.Ever tried walking on your hands- Walking, no. Standing then yes&lt;br /&gt;4.Ever been to a rock concert- Nope&lt;br /&gt;5.Ever been on a cheerleading team- Nope&lt;br /&gt;6.Ever been on a dance team- Yup&lt;br /&gt;7.Ever been on a sports team- Yup&lt;br /&gt;8.Ever been in a drama play/production- Nope&lt;br /&gt;9.Ever owned a BMW, Mercedes Benz, Escalade, Hummer or Bentley- Only when money comes my way then I'll consider. They are &lt;em&gt;WANTS &lt;/em&gt;not &lt;em&gt;NEEDS&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;10.Been in a rap video- I should sue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN LAST&lt;br /&gt;1.Last phone call I made- I have no idea&lt;br /&gt;2.Last person you hugged- Nicole Chen Min&lt;br /&gt;3.Last person you hung out with- Nocple Chen Min&lt;br /&gt;4.Last time you worked- Yo, I have not even started&lt;br /&gt;5.Last person you talked to- Daddy&lt;br /&gt;6.Last person you IMed to- Let me think when was the last time I was online first&lt;br /&gt;7.Last person you text-&lt;br /&gt;8.Last person you went out to the movies with-&lt;br /&gt;9.Last web you visited- Hey DUDE, I'm posting HERE right now.&lt;br /&gt;10. Last person you thought of-Let's see... Who shall I think of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN PEOPLE TO DO THIS&lt;br /&gt;1.YOU&lt;br /&gt;2.YOU&lt;br /&gt;3.YOU&lt;br /&gt;4.YOU&lt;br /&gt;5.YOU&lt;br /&gt;6.YOU!&lt;br /&gt;7.and YOU!&lt;br /&gt;8.ya YOU&lt;br /&gt;9. YOU&lt;br /&gt;10.hey! and YOU. I almost missed you out(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-3846725207365444736?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3846725207365444736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=3846725207365444736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/3846725207365444736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/3846725207365444736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/ten-quiz.html' title='THE &quot;TEN&quot; QUIZ'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-4607707202812716335</id><published>2009-03-21T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T20:56:23.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CO camp '09</title><content type='html'>I am BACK from CO camp!! Like we won FIRST from the bottom(: Haha.. LOL right??? today I went for tuition and learnt something- what should I say... Erm scary? Did you know Singapore was at the verge of having a war in 1997 with coutry so and so? Not so good if I mention the country. But it's &lt;u&gt;true.&lt;/u&gt; Seriously. The day they intended to declare war was on August 9th. Which is like a few days before my brother was born. I am so gratified that it didn't happen. Lee Kuan Yew even said' "please pray". You people in the NS were urgently making phone calls home? While the parade was going on, those poor 18 year old NS guys were on HIGH ALERT. Which is like so scary. Imagine if Singapore was in a war, where would I be now. Typing on the keyboard? FAT HOPE. Singapore would be diminished. Is that how it is spelled?? Who cares... Anyway, people who are reading this. Thank God for you being able to read this sentence now ok(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-4607707202812716335?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4607707202812716335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=4607707202812716335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4607707202812716335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4607707202812716335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/co-camp-09.html' title='CO camp &apos;09'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-6963747226513798082</id><published>2009-03-14T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:04:35.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life, my way</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Hey, I do whatever I want whenever I want. And if I'm not replying, you should know that I'm &lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;ignoring&lt;/u&gt; for good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-6963747226513798082?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6963747226513798082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=6963747226513798082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6963747226513798082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6963747226513798082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-life-my-way.html' title='My life, my way'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-6432799746751234441</id><published>2009-02-27T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:37:33.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEESE</title><content type='html'>You know, I used to consume a lot of dairy products. My favourite used to be milk. But since then, I've change my preference of my favourite product to cheese!!! Only 1 person out there would know why. I'll go snack on cheese now(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-6432799746751234441?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6432799746751234441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=6432799746751234441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6432799746751234441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6432799746751234441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/cheese.html' title='CHEESE'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-242656850833447496</id><published>2009-02-27T17:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T17:49:11.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1. the person that pass me the quiz is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Germaine!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. your relationship with him/her?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Classmates. Friends. Safe keeper(she keeps me SECRET)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. your five impression of him/her?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Loyal: most definitely&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Cute&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Has stuff her own way. She doesn't at all mind rumors...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Trustworthy: like, come on, isn't she???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Reasonable. She's a good friend man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. most memorable thing he/she has done for you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Help  g.smack do work just because of (was it me) or someone misplace the work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. the most memorable thing she has said to you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Not sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6.if he/she dies, you will?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Pray for God to take her with Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. If he/she becomes your lover you will?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- I love anyone I want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8.If he/she becomes your enemy you will&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Love her (God said to love you enemies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9.If he/she becomes your enemy. the reasons would be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- She never will. At most she will only dislike. She is REASONABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10.the most desired thing you want to do for her is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- To let her know that she has her own inner beauty so she can make use of it in future(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11.Your overall impression of her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- She's a GOOD/PERFECT/EXCELLENT friend(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12.how do you think people around you feel about you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Honestly, I think it's something negative. This is LIFE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. the character i love about myself is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- I'm carefree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. On the contrary,what characters do you hate about yourself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- "Nobody's perfect you live and you learn it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. The most ideal person that i want to be with is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. What do you have to say to care, concern and love you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Care=You alright?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Concern=You alright?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Love=???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. who do you want to pass this quiz to 10 people to know how they think about you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Person 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Person 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Person 3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Person 4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Person 5&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Person 6&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Person 7&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Person 8&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Person 9&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Person 10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Person 1-10 THANKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-242656850833447496?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/242656850833447496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=242656850833447496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/242656850833447496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/242656850833447496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-4673721673324228854</id><published>2009-02-23T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:54:27.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MacSpicy</title><content type='html'>I'll post for Friday today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, me Claris, Minjun, Kimberly (according to index order) had this stupid rule. That the loser of a game will be the winner. Contradicting? Ya. So because I lost, therefore I won(: Get it... Anyway, in the end we chose MacDonald which was also what they wanted. Thanks to MJ for reminding me of the MacSpicy... It was delicious man... Spicy and juicy. But in order to enjoy that, I had to pay a price. Not money wise. Money should not be a problem if you want to enjoy life. I pay health. All those fatty meat will result in CANCER. ANd people who know me will understand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-4673721673324228854?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4673721673324228854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=4673721673324228854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4673721673324228854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4673721673324228854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/macspicy.html' title='MacSpicy'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. 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That's all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-7191046350282261575?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7191046350282261575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=7191046350282261575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7191046350282261575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7191046350282261575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/13th-friday-valentines-day.html' title='13th Friday + Valentines&apos; Day'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-574192139127370091</id><published>2009-02-14T23:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:03:55.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/valentines" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c180/danniybarra4040/iCONS/th66137418nq0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-574192139127370091?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/574192139127370091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=574192139127370091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/574192139127370091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/574192139127370091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c180/danniybarra4040/iCONS/th_th66137418nq0.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430705051630852723.post-6625248442785746581</id><published>2009-02-05T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:40:37.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shen Yang arriving late tonight</title><content type='html'>Today is a really special day. As in I reach home at around 4.30pm? It's like the earliest in don't know how many days. But I am still busy with homework and stuff. And those who know me might know that I hardly ever blog unless there is something really interesting.  Today is interesting because of the time I came home. Actually, I could have came home earlier if not for the Shen Yang gift things. But still, I had fun. Tomorrow the Shen Yang people are coming. I have to go down and invite them officailly to HIHS! And I'm not going C.O. I'm going Vivo. Rhymes!!! So need to rush science proposal now. Till then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-6625248442785746581?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6625248442785746581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=6625248442785746581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6625248442785746581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6625248442785746581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/shen-yang-arriving-late-tonight.html' title='Shen Yang arriving late tonight'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-4100644438242315565</id><published>2009-01-25T16:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T16:27:56.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sec 2 camp '09</title><content type='html'>Today is Chinese New Year's Eve. In my aunty's house blogging. I have finally decided to blog CAMP!!! I think I should start the story if not there will not be an ending to this blog. Cause I don't think it will have at all. All the memory are coming to me piece by piece. I'll have a hard time figuring what things happen on when and how to construct a good and proper sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up later than normal because daddy promised to bring me to school that day. So on that particular day, I, Gerlissa Chan, woke up at 6 in the morning. Honestly, I was supposed to wake up earlier because I, Gerlissa Chan, had to reach school to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;learn THE DANCE&lt;/span&gt;. Ballroom dancing!! Hate it.. So &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;touchy&lt;/span&gt;(may I add). I was so unorganised for that day. I promise myself on the way there to tell MJ that I had to do the dancing stuff and in the end, I, Gerlissa Chan, was in the car to occupied with something &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;completely useless&lt;/span&gt;. Ya, and guess what? MJ came with this sentence when she found me. "Gerlissa, I hate you manz! You make me wait for you at my lift there." So, I apologised lah of course. Then Ms Koh send me sms say that she will be 5 minutes late. So to be fare because she was going to do me a favour, I ran up to staff room to wait for her. What that happened was that she was a little too late so the Sec 2s had to assemble in the hall already. So, since &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;my sms-ing skills not so good&lt;/span&gt;, I asked Kim to help me(: Went down for morning assembly. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Qi Yee thanks for the sleeping bag case!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So blah blah blah and reached camp side. The campsite is like just beside my Primary 5 camp side lah.. Sirimbum and just beside Jalan Beterah?? (totally forget the spelling) Than Melvin, the camp chief did his blabbering all the way until we were sent to our huts. My is hut 12. Shared huts with Faith girls. Later rushed down to assemble at "parade square" for lunch at 11.45am is it? Or is it 12.45pm? Anyway, I just remembered that they gave us 25 minutes free time. So people doing high elements and trekking can change into their slacks and so.. Did you know the&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; food there wasn't so bad&lt;/span&gt;. In fact I kind of think that it is nicer than outside food. Only for those main dishes, I mean. Their &lt;em&gt;liao&lt;/em&gt; sucks like nobody's business.. My first session was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;station games&lt;/span&gt;. May I add, the first station is not so to my liking. Maybe the second. Can't remember. The station master is like so bad with handling stuffs. Little bit only &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;deduct points&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't know how he became a exco member&lt;/span&gt;. And guess what? Our whole class was like say&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"jia you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and until I got tired of it and translated it to English &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"add oil".&lt;/span&gt; I think MY class knew that by being supportive, we can have more points HAHA. MY class IS smarter than what you think lah okays.. A total of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;six station games&lt;/span&gt;. I only remeber a few of it like Erika's station. Walking on the rope palms on palms then palm on palm and the other holding on to a spoon and a ping pong ball on it. Spider web. The on which cut my leg becuase I landed on my knee first on the rock. So stupid right? The crosses which Russell came in to play. He supper good hopper lah. Hop hop hop then reach the cross already. But never mind! We got GOOD plan. Everyone on the border of the square move in circular motion. So smart. But then, everyone did not get the message than some from the center of the square moved lah. WASTED!!! Nitro-crossing. The first station. Or is it the second? Then the what I call it the "caterpillar". Darren doesn't know how to differentiate right from left. Totally pissed me off. Moving the marble form one end to the other using the plastic casing. First we last. Then I could tell that Sylvia was like so pissed with us. Second try can't talk. Then Nigel was like&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Don't worry.. Nigel KOR KOR here. Don't need worry one. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We cheated. I admit it. Since Sylvia wasn't looking, we took the advantage. ShiXuan was QUITE lenean. But she warned us out loud. Sylvia looked at us but didn't figure it out! So lucky. Six stations. So I DID manage to remember all of them(: So good!! Bathe. Dinner our way to 7.30pm. Cannot stand it. Sit at last table. Collect food last, wash plate last. Plate with less food. The Planning Committee had to give up their food because there was seriously not enough for everyone. Beaunice came back with a plate full of&lt;em&gt; liao&lt;/em&gt; only. No rice at all. Kind hearted Sylvia sacrificed her rice. Maybe she knew that the school would provide them with proper food a little later. 1and 1/2 hours for camp fire preparation. Danced away. Supper had curry puff and Milo. Curry puff = 45%food 55%air Defines AWFUL. True to be, the Planning Committee had chicken rice. Whatever.. A short briefing and then turn in for the night. At first it was like so warm than in the middle if the night, it was so cold. Had to zip up the sleeping bag. The body losses heat during the process of sleeping. Science..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 5.45am. Not bad luh huh? It is like way later than my normal waking up time. I get a 45minutes longer sleep and I am grateful for it(: Assembled at parade square at 6.30am. Actually, Eugene wanted it to be earlier so that we have time to prepare for the dance. But then no time cause the earliest we can wake up is like 5.45am and toilet queue is not short and so not nice. Breakfast had beehoon and Milo. Sad no second round. I know I'm going to sound a bit dumb lah but I'll say. Even if can go for second round I also don't want. I was like so angry with the way the PC organise things lah. Is like they don't know how to regulate the flow. Alway let the people infront get their food FIRST and wash their plates with plain water because they are the FIRST. I was like telling MJ "Ask anyone of our PSLs here I really cannot take it" I complained to Vanessa. Remember that well enough because of some reason. Will elaborate later. Second session was high elements. Played a few. First one was the "flying thing" swing here swing there then got trolley to catch. The boys were like. "Pain or not? Pain or not?" Than when it was Richard's turn a bird flew past so Nigel said this "You know why not pain? Cause his one fly away already. See!" Next was the broken bridges. I didn't do the bridge. I did the log. So lame lah. Luckily I not boy I tell you, they pull my harness so tight that I think the sole of my shoe could not even reach the log. Next was Chritophe and someone (sorry can't remember who) did the slant log thing. Not bad leh. They managed to climb all the way to the top. I was supporter for Isabelle during her turn. Adele leg cramp half way.. So funny lah. Did I mentioned Adele farted in the middle of the debrief for high elements. The atmosphere was like so silent then suddenly got on&lt;em&gt; "boooot"&lt;/em&gt; sound(: The other station was the tyre thing. Yingyi was not so successful with it.. Never mind lah.. At least you gave your best. And claps for Gerlissa who finished rock climbing.. Lunch had duty so did not finish the walking down wall exercise. I was so heart broken when I saw 4 trays of Beehoon going down the trash bag. Know still have so much food still don't want give us second round. Very wasteful. Not their money lah. Of cause they don't know how wasteful it is. Nevermind. We get &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; food FIRST for the FIRST time.. I thought it was because we did duty. But it wasn't. Elaborating it later. Trekking next. It was the most fun and most meaningful game among all. I like the game where we had to fold the mat into half and make everybody step on it. When the instructor was about to ask how long we can sustain there, we all fell:) SWEET. Had to restart. I hate the second position because we had to cling on to one another for 5MINUTES and I was holding on to Jerruey!!!! Irritated. At that moment, I was thinking that if I had just 1 wish, i would wish for a good breath of fresh air. Just one will do. Parade square assembling again. Dismissed us for bathe. Vanessa only gave us, the girls, 25 minutes to bathe. We did not manage time well. The boys had to come to our hut to rush us. Not so sweet.. Change to our camp tee. This year's was not so good. They did not even wrote the date on our shirt or even the level. prepare a bit here and there and then &lt;em&gt;"dined"&lt;/em&gt; at the canteen. We went to collect food FIRST and washed plate FIRST. This has got seriously nothing to do with duty anymore. Someone COMPLAINED!! Thanks to who. Vanessa you right? Ask you don't want answer.. Saw PC preparing for campfire. I like the sec 1s one. Fire slide down then suddenly fire so big. Ours was started by Ms SLL giving a speech. Boring. Ivan Teo was MC for the night. Not on MC but was MC. He tie his hair look so funny. Ya, bubbles??He sang the first sentence of the song to make it an intro for us to go on. We scored not bad la. 9 from Ms Soh Lai Leng, Ms Angel Lim,Ms Ng Bee Ling and a special 10 from Ms Laura Lim. I love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 defines SWEET. Everything was so smooth, so nice and perfect. We turn in to sleep later than the previous night. Woke up later too! 7am-assemble in parade square. PT and dance the MASS dance while a class was doing canteen duty. I think the dance was created by Beaunice sister somehow. The song was Dancing Queen from MaMaMia the movie. Had breakfast. This time, we went to collect food first again! Miraculous.. The perfect thing was we can go for the THIRD round. Sad that MinJun missed it because she had to leave early for Netball competition on this day(Day 3 of camp) Her teacher insisted that they leave early so they can sleep well for the competition. In the end, they made no difference. But, the Girls from HIHS did their best right?? People like Eugene, Justin would go for third round. Actually not so sure about Eugene. Maybe he is trying to impress someone...Oooo Eugene.. Than Melvin kept calling our class for that "oie oie" cheer. First class to wash plates! Yes!! Clean plates home. Had area cleaning. So lucky don't need do toilet.. Our class had a perfect day and it consists the easiest duty- Litter picking.. Simple. Than had to assemble in parade square again for PRIZE PRESENTATION. You know, I had actually felt that we were the best class. There were like no doubts at that time.. And it came to live that we were actually best class! Nice job Diligence. Then, it came to my mind how well Diligence of every year and every level did. You know 1Diligence '07 was best class 2Diligence '08 best class. But 1 Diligence'08 wasn't best class.. Our class was the 1st class to break the chain. SAD. But, 2 Diligence '09 best class 1 Diligence '09 ALSO best class. Good lah! 2 Charity produced best female camper, 2Joy produced best male camper, 2Sincerity (is it?) produced best PSL. Congratulations..Went back to school. Eugene so &lt;em&gt;kanchiong&lt;/em&gt;. Cannot wait to go back class to frame that certificate up.. LAME. Suzie was like "No no. You guys want to go up like that? So messy. Go back and change and take a rest. Tomorrow you all still coming to school." Whatever.. I think this post is long enough already.. Shall stop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-4100644438242315565?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4100644438242315565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=4100644438242315565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4100644438242315565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4100644438242315565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/sec-2-camp-09.html' title='Sec 2 camp &apos;09'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-5008061253705996043</id><published>2009-01-21T15:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:41:05.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The promise</title><content type='html'>Came back from a 3 days 2 night camp. It was a good experience. You know something? I pretty much don't have a mood for updating camp life now ok.. I'll do some other time once I think the memory is stuck there long enough for me to express myself. I shall now preventing myself from just exploding. So, I decided to make a promise to everyone out there and this is how it will go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I, Gerlissa Chan, shall never ever make use the blog to vent anger on anyone. If I happen to be doing this, I shall dare to also state that person's name and also must have the dare to say it again in front of that person. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think that blogs are not for insulting people. Want to scold also must dare to say infront of people lah correct? Action speaks louder than words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-5008061253705996043?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5008061253705996043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=5008061253705996043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5008061253705996043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5008061253705996043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/promise.html' title='The promise'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-5417930863136818479</id><published>2009-01-17T20:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:18:56.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evidence on the body</title><content type='html'>Q:   Was there any evidence on the body, other than moisture to suggest the body had started to decay before it was mummified?The show mentioned fly larvae as a sign of decomposition, however, did not mention if remains of this survived mummification.Thank you,Jennifer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:   Jennifer, It is difficult to tell when the decomposition may have occurred. If, in fact, Tut was quickly disposed of, and a proper mummification wasn't completed, it is possible that the body did decompose further. With the huge amounts of unguents placed in and around the body, that too could have contributed to the problem. If the speculation is true that Tut was decomposing before the mummification process started, that could lend credence to your question. But the manner of the mummification and the way in which Tut was buried leave us with greater concerns about WHY he was treated the way he was. I hope this helps, and thank you for taking the time to email us. Best wishes, Mike King&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-5417930863136818479?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5417930863136818479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=5417930863136818479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5417930863136818479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5417930863136818479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/evidence-on-body.html' title='Evidence on the body'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-662472700371253508</id><published>2009-01-09T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:42:03.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009's FIRST post!</title><content type='html'>Let me OFFICIALLY announced that this would be my FIRST post for 2009 manz! I can't believe how much of a slaker am I.. What english is that? Nevermind ya..&lt;br /&gt;Since this is my first post, I think I owe it back to 1st January. So I am going to try post something on every day starting with today then slowly going back 1 day back at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;I finally found Kim's picture. (BTW it's jo's stead). Not only just her, but her WHOLE family(;&lt;br /&gt;Seph, I know what you're going to say so keep it ya? I shall &lt;em&gt;"da xiao bao gao" &lt;/em&gt;to JO...shua to make life more... for you(: Ok, I give you 1 chance. If you see this post before CNY and tell me not to tell, then I SHAN'T ok? See I so good right? Can I post her picture on my blog too??? I think it'll have more readers too you know.. And I finally finished To Forget You. Honestly, I was not a really good book. The whole story was rather stiff in a way or another. There wasn't any suspense in the story . And lastly the book was costly. I am having faith in Destiny Cries as Low Kay Hwa became popular after writng that book and moreover it was a huge hit and had to wait for a reprint to get that book! Did I mentioned that I KILLED antS today. Not one or two but the whole lot. I feel a oinch of guilt... Maybe not I feel guilty ALL over. I'm a murderer. Don't stay clase to me. I kill! I had just wish I would go back to that time or just hope that if I were to come to such incident again, I could think thrice before doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Some teachers (for specific people to know who) came in to our class to ruin things. I know I'm bad at vocabs and I know I should use more powerful words. Made my friend cry. Who are you to do that? My mummy will never make me cry intentianally you are only just a teacher.. Some SL almost got badge off his SL badge too because of that person. Luckily he came out all in ONE piece. Went off early because no one had staplers as a result, we accomplished NOTHING for that day..&lt;br /&gt;THE DAY BEFORE YESTERDAY:&lt;br /&gt;What happened?&lt;br /&gt;LET'S GO BACK TO 1 JANUARY:&lt;br /&gt;I can't just accept the fact that my first second and the first minute and the first hour and the first week and the first month of the year IN THE TOILET struck with a severe and an acute tummy ache. So sad! And JoSEPH how dare you not turn up! I spent hours planning how to get KIM's picture from your phone and guess what? You didn't turn up! Irritated!x) All my effort went down the DRAIN. But hey, guess what now, I have her picture and not to mention it includes her WHOLE family and I don't have to give a single shit to get it(: Smart right??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-662472700371253508?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/662472700371253508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=662472700371253508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/662472700371253508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/662472700371253508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009s-first-post.html' title='2009&apos;s FIRST post!'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-3173072947066040562</id><published>2008-12-26T15:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:12:42.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2nd day of Christmas</title><content type='html'>Today is the second day of Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Sadly to say, I have not open my presents yet.&lt;br /&gt;Whose dumb tradition was it&lt;br /&gt;who only allows people to open their present on boxing day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-3173072947066040562?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3173072947066040562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=3173072947066040562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/3173072947066040562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/3173072947066040562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/12/2nd-day-of-christmas.html' title='The 2nd day of Christmas'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-2400140233082575399</id><published>2008-12-25T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:37:24.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas '08</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today is the FIRST day of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everyone knows..&lt;br /&gt;This year's christmas theme is EMMANUEL.&lt;br /&gt;Same as last year's&lt;br /&gt;But the tradition Christmas was held was slightly different from last year.&lt;br /&gt;Pastor had been changed so things eventually were carried out different.&lt;br /&gt;Like for caroling,&lt;br /&gt;we no longer had to dress in black and white.&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas at church,&lt;br /&gt;procedure were as followed.&lt;br /&gt;Service was first,&lt;br /&gt;like always.Then the choir came in.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Kentata was held DURING christmas,&lt;br /&gt;the chimes were actually changed you know..&lt;br /&gt;That time when I went for Christmas Kentata,&lt;br /&gt;I did not even have to sing.&lt;br /&gt;Than free time for all.&lt;br /&gt;Swinged around with Sarah(:&lt;br /&gt;Than games.&lt;br /&gt;Passed on that.&lt;br /&gt;Except that I wanted to play the game where a sentence was paste over your forehead&lt;br /&gt;so opponents have to make you say something ti get you disqualified.&lt;br /&gt;But my father said we had to go home.&lt;br /&gt;I gracefully obeyed!&lt;br /&gt;Manage to get home for neighbour's Christmas gathering.&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously over fed.&lt;br /&gt;I obviously had been over fed this month.&lt;br /&gt;i have to go keep fit.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas;p&lt;br /&gt;The food was so addictive.&lt;br /&gt;Plates after plates after plates.&lt;br /&gt;So much to eat.&lt;br /&gt;So little space to compile them.&lt;br /&gt;Funally gave up.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously bloated up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that Paster Ott retired&lt;br /&gt;and went back to US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that Mrs Ott died of cancer&lt;br /&gt;(May God bless her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that Jacita jiejie is a mummy now.&lt;br /&gt;It goes down back to an awful story.&lt;br /&gt;Her hubby is studying in US.&lt;br /&gt;So young!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that Caroline jiejie is ?? months pregnant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that Yan Ping is Pastor&lt;br /&gt;Melanie-Pastor's wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that Nicole jiejie is prettier than ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that Shannon jiejie is in U&lt;br /&gt;it's been only 2 years after she took her O's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A lot has been changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to go. Catch up with this soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-2400140233082575399?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2400140233082575399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=2400140233082575399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2400140233082575399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2400140233082575399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-08.html' title='Christmas &apos;08'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430705051630852723.post-7856441005482157092</id><published>2008-12-24T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T02:31:08.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas eve</title><content type='html'>Today is CHRISTMAS EVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ya, check the time I posted this.&lt;br /&gt;What does it states?&lt;br /&gt;(Ooh probably the blogskin doesn't display posting time)&lt;br /&gt;It's 2.26AM.&lt;br /&gt;And Iam wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;No, I did not wake up.&lt;br /&gt;I just have not sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I am still not done with the shoppings.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of things to buy here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Heading to Causeway later this morning.&lt;br /&gt;I am going for CAROLING!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait manz!&lt;br /&gt;I'll report to my "station" at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;That would take about 13.5hours!!&lt;br /&gt;So long!!!&lt;br /&gt;I really really can't wait longer.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll better take a rest or so.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want panda eyes(:&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEeeeeiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll reporet for christmas soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-7856441005482157092?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7856441005482157092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=7856441005482157092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7856441005482157092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7856441005482157092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas eve'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-801710349421826042</id><published>2008-12-17T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:26:30.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying Calm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SUfknfN8teI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ReVSOMrTRXs/s1600-h/staying-calm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280440455161230818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SUfknfN8teI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ReVSOMrTRXs/s320/staying-calm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes much more than the knowledge and skills to build shelters, get food, make fires and travel without the aid of standard navigational devices to live successfully through a survival situation. Some people with little or no survival training have managed to survive life-threatening circumstances. Some people with survival training have not used their skills and died. A key ingredient in any survival situation is the mental attitude of the individual(s) involved. Having survival skills is important; having the will to survive is essential. Without a desire to survive, acquired skills serve little purpose and invaluable knowledge goes to waste.&lt;br /&gt;There is a psychology to survival. The person in a survival environment faces many stresses that ultimately impact his mind. These stresses can produce thoughts and emotions that, if poorly understood, can transform a confident, well-trained adult into an indecisive, ineffective individual with questionable ability to survive. Thus, everyone must be aware of and be able to recognize those stresses commonly associated with survival. Additionally, it is imperative that you be aware of your reactions to the wide variety of stresses associated with survival. This chapter will identify and explain the nature of stress, the stresses of survival and those internal reactions you will naturally experience when faced with the stresses of a real-world survival situation. The knowledge you gain from this chapter and other chapters in this manual will prepare you to come through the toughest times alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adapted from &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://dsc.discovery.com/survival/how-to-survive/staying-calm.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://dsc.discovery.com/survival/how-to-survive/staying-calm.html&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-801710349421826042?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/801710349421826042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=801710349421826042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/801710349421826042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/801710349421826042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/12/staying-calm.html' title='Staying Calm'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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/_laPHCuNMgjs/SUfknfN8teI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ReVSOMrTRXs/s72-c/staying-calm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430705051630852723.post-2385580136453180393</id><published>2008-12-15T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:10:30.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fingerprints</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SUXKh5Zd2oI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PnJJsTTieYk/s1600-h/fingerprint-324x205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279848821853903490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SUXKh5Zd2oI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PnJJsTTieYk/s320/fingerprint-324x205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A careless touch could be all police or insurance companies need to determine not only your identity, but also your past drug use, if you've fired a gun or handled explosives, even specific medical conditions.&lt;br /&gt;"A fingerprint is only good to identify a criminal if you already have their fingerprint on file," said David Russell, a professor at the University of East Anglia, who, along with Pompi Hazarika, helped developed the new technique, reported in the German journal, Angewandte Chemie. "This will give police new tools to help discover that identity."&lt;br /&gt;For decades forensic scientists have dusted fingerprints with magnetic particles to reveal the hidden swirls and curls that differentiate each person on the planet. The iron oxide particles attach themselves to the tiny bits of water, minerals, and oils that accumulate on the fingers as they touch various objects and other parts of the body.&lt;br /&gt;The new technique attaches the iron oxide particles to antibodies and suspends them both in a liquid solution, which is then drizzled over a fingerprint. If the chemical that a specific antibody targets is present, the molecules latch onto it and glow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-2385580136453180393?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2385580136453180393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=2385580136453180393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2385580136453180393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2385580136453180393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/12/fingerprints.html' title='Fingerprints'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SUXKh5Zd2oI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PnJJsTTieYk/s72-c/fingerprint-324x205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430705051630852723.post-6483054651175624058</id><published>2008-12-07T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T11:28:50.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple</title><content type='html'>5 December, my big day&lt;br /&gt;Kena virus&lt;br /&gt;Irritated lah&lt;br /&gt;Birthday present=virus&lt;br /&gt;who wants?&lt;br /&gt;You want?&lt;br /&gt;Come, I give you..&lt;br /&gt;6 December the stupid day&lt;br /&gt;Got MC never use&lt;br /&gt;today don't have&lt;br /&gt;now want to use!&lt;br /&gt;Irritated!&lt;br /&gt;Organ is so not me now..&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna play it anytime now&lt;br /&gt;feigned head ache&lt;br /&gt;hope it works&lt;br /&gt;and it better works!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-6483054651175624058?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6483054651175624058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=6483054651175624058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6483054651175624058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6483054651175624058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/12/simple.html' title='Simple'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-2050475246816679136</id><published>2008-12-01T00:47:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:28:43.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrations '08</title><content type='html'>Celebrated my big day today. Though this is not the actual date, it turned out quite well. Shall let the pictures speak. Have you heard of this? "Pictures speaks a thousand words" No? Well, you have just learnt it. I'll put in some captions for clearer details;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLEmsf4eBI/AAAAAAAAAGg/G0dzVemtzAM/s1600-h/Photo0700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274494282663229458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLEmsf4eBI/AAAAAAAAAGg/G0dzVemtzAM/s320/Photo0700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left to right: Farahin, Shahirah, and Dhabitah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLFIfS2i9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/zPTT2Pfq0qk/s1600-h/Photo0701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274494863234468818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLFIfS2i9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/zPTT2Pfq0qk/s320/Photo0701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa and Finella hiding.. Wasted should have seen their thousand dollars face!!;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLFe9Dj4GI/AAAAAAAAAGw/zXkQmsgirfA/s1600-h/Photo0702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274495249180516450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLFe9Dj4GI/AAAAAAAAAGw/zXkQmsgirfA/s320/Photo0702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ying Yi.. Where the heck are you trying to hide?? Nice hiding place but note, you don't shine normally you know???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLIJ0cUQ8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/mtAFr3TrT5c/s1600-h/Photo0706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274498184626062274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLIJ0cUQ8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/mtAFr3TrT5c/s320/Photo0706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone resist temptation?? It's chocolate you know..&lt;br /&gt;Ya, though it looks like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLIP6Clp-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/oiMNf_GXjJQ/s1600-h/Photo0707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274498289207977954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLIP6Clp-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/oiMNf_GXjJQ/s320/Photo0707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[no captions]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLGAKR0C8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/3yBcKzlTia4/s1600-h/Photo0703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274495819665640386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLGAKR0C8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/3yBcKzlTia4/s320/Photo0703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, Sarah&lt;br /&gt;"Small" and Shy&lt;br /&gt;why can't you just make a smile???&lt;br /&gt;Joking joking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLJtlH2V0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/LTO9HA02zTM/s1600-h/Photo0705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274499898500601666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLJtlH2V0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/LTO9HA02zTM/s320/Photo0705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Janet, nice pose;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLLCnpvTcI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1Y02FiUes-0/s1600-h/Photo0725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274501359468498370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLLCnpvTcI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1Y02FiUes-0/s320/Photo0725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to find out what's under them..&lt;br /&gt;Gotta wait till Firday!!!&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 href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLKyW39koI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vGh7SHTmCZw/s1600-h/Photo0735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274501080086844034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLKyW39koI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vGh7SHTmCZw/s320/Photo0735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving this a lot! It's just so... sophisticated dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLLZIZE_AI/AAAAAAAAAII/vzAZs38NPiI/s1600-h/Photo0736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274501746214108162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLLZIZE_AI/AAAAAAAAAII/vzAZs38NPiI/s320/Photo0736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got another &lt;em&gt;Gift a name&lt;/em&gt; this year! thanks a million!!&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;I'm going to Genting today? tommorow? MONDAY! Time now 1.27am Should I sleep or should I not? We're leaving at 3.30am..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-2050475246816679136?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2050475246816679136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=2050475246816679136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2050475246816679136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2050475246816679136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/12/celebrated-my-big-day-today.html' title='Celebrations &apos;08'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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/_laPHCuNMgjs/STLEmsf4eBI/AAAAAAAAAGg/G0dzVemtzAM/s72-c/Photo0700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430705051630852723.post-6995656247704665015</id><published>2008-11-18T10:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:53:55.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz-ing time</title><content type='html'>The rules and regulations :&lt;br /&gt;1.Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little know facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. No tags back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)I hate instructions!&lt;br /&gt;2)I'm unpredictable as what my mommy says&lt;br /&gt;3)I love the smell of my bolster.&lt;br /&gt;4)It actually helps me to sleep&lt;br /&gt;5)I practice the organ for about 1.5hrs-2hrs if I have nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;6)I laugh almost every single second of the day&lt;br /&gt;7) I say my name in front of the mirror every morning when brushing my teeth&lt;br /&gt;8)I only can sleep for no longer than 9 hours&lt;br /&gt;9)I am like a jelly at the sight of wonderful food!&lt;br /&gt;10)I am being only me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 ppl on the list!&lt;br /&gt;U R WANTED! hehe ;D&lt;br /&gt;*Tania!&lt;br /&gt;*Germaine Tham!&lt;br /&gt;*Carissa!&lt;br /&gt;*Regina!&lt;br /&gt;*Dreezel!&lt;br /&gt;*Cheryl Kok!&lt;br /&gt;*Winnie&lt;br /&gt;*Minjun&lt;br /&gt;*Hui Luan&lt;br /&gt;*Titus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions :&lt;br /&gt;Remove 1 question from below and add in a personal question, make it a total of 19 questions.&lt;br /&gt;Than tag 8people from your list, list them out at the end of the posting.&lt;br /&gt;Notify them in there tag board that he/she has been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions:1.Does people treat you as side dish?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:Depend on who you are refering to&lt;br /&gt;2.Whats your most favourite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:Books&lt;br /&gt;3.What your favorite level in your whole life ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:K2. What's homework??;D&lt;br /&gt;4.What kind of boyfriend/ girlfriend do you want?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: No plans. Suprise me!&lt;br /&gt;5.Is there somebody in your heart right now?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:Duno. I like anyone I want to..=.=&lt;br /&gt;6.Do you believe that you can survive without money?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:I seriously have no idea manz!&lt;br /&gt;7.Are you afraid of pain?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:Depends on the day..&lt;br /&gt;8.What do you feel like doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:Book. I stopped it for blogging!!&lt;br /&gt;9.If there is someone you love, will you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:I like whoever I want to. I do whatever I want to&lt;br /&gt;10.Is friends or ur bf/gf more important?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Friend ;D You guess??&lt;br /&gt;11.What is your 5 most passionate things at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:5... Duno&lt;br /&gt;12.If you can have 3 wishes granted, what will it be?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:Duno. But I gurantee the last wish would be another 3 more wishes!&lt;br /&gt;13.If you have a chance to be rich or happy, which one will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:happy ... happiness is the world greatest happiness =)) im not money minded ! ;D&lt;br /&gt;14.Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after rain?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:Yah! I've seen it myself&lt;br /&gt;15.If you are unhappy, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:Hug my Yamaha&lt;br /&gt;16.Which country do you like the most?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:Singapore!!&lt;br /&gt;17.Which is your favourite band?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:I not those fanatic people&lt;br /&gt;18.Are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:What do you think&lt;br /&gt;19.Do u want to die?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:I die anytime I want to.&lt;br /&gt;8ppl to tagg:&lt;br /&gt;*Germaine Tham!&lt;br /&gt;*Carissa!&lt;br /&gt;*Regina!&lt;br /&gt;*Dreezel!&lt;br /&gt;*Cheryl Kok!&lt;br /&gt;*Winnie&lt;br /&gt;*Minjun&lt;br /&gt;*Hui Luan&lt;br /&gt;*Titius!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-6995656247704665015?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6995656247704665015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=6995656247704665015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6995656247704665015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6995656247704665015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/11/quiz-ing-time.html' title='Quiz-ing time'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-1905912300187539853</id><published>2008-11-16T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:06:14.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nonsense, nonsence go away! Gerlissa here just wants to have a good day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Nonsense and rubbish are happening to me right now of all times. I'm kind of pissed of by all things happening. Especially those which are&lt;strong&gt; seriously&lt;/strong&gt; in my way.I have to just say something to YOU-KNOW-WHO. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; you act like you have a lot of friend, doesn't really mean that they are all real. Some are just good on the outer and on the inside, something really really rotten. Maybe poison you can say. I shall compare that person to a poison apple. This is only an appetizer. Let me go directly to the "main course" now. I am going to say it shortly to make sure you get it. I, Gerlissa Chan, for one, am not your replacement tool. Someone you come to when you have no friends. You call me you ... but from what I pressume, you are treating... as your... I have limits to my patience. So does everyone. You have reach the quota where I am ready to... you for life. Even if I may be a loner next year or what, I promise I will not and never regret what I am going to do. You hardly even know how much destruction you are doing to me. Yah, what! You don't even know it! This is only a pinch to it okay. I'm being kind for now. One day, I promise, when you reach the "too much" quota, I'm going to release every single bit that I have with me. And let me warn you the last time, if you haven't already notice how many warnings are there here already, that nobody brained washed me. You forced me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-1905912300187539853?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1905912300187539853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=1905912300187539853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/1905912300187539853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/1905912300187539853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/11/nonsense-nonsence-go-away-gerlissa-here.html' title='Nonsense, nonsence go away! Gerlissa here just wants to have a good day'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430705051630852723.post-6037594053721142377</id><published>2008-11-14T17:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:36:41.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Gerlissa Means</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SR1DpnxJQxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JxY7ZfMO-FA/s1600-h/name.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268441521422156562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SR1DpnxJQxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JxY7ZfMO-FA/s320/name.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You value your time alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Often times, you are grumpy with other people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You get along with almost everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're always up to something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have a ton of energy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and most people can't handle you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're very intense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You definitely are a handful, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you're likely to get in trouble. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't get worked up easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's easy to get you excited... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it fades rather quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have the whole world under your spell, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you can influence almost everyone you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you strive for perfection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have the classic “Type A” personality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-6037594053721142377?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6037594053721142377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=6037594053721142377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6037594053721142377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6037594053721142377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-gerlissa-means.html' title='What Gerlissa Means'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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/_laPHCuNMgjs/SR1DpnxJQxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JxY7ZfMO-FA/s72-c/name.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430705051630852723.post-5060138944313686211</id><published>2008-11-13T18:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:04:26.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE #2 Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continuing this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;Ya. Who doesn't???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a bou younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;I fall in love with anyone I want to. Normal me would not;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to school?&lt;br /&gt;That's a dumb question to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;I don't need that much. Savings maybe. My future generation would remember me for having that much. And, too, they can show off to their friends;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;I fall in love with anyone I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;Being loved. Saves up on all the heartaches(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. List out your 15 favourite songs:&lt;br /&gt;Note: It always changes. But for now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Träumerei&lt;br /&gt;2)Canon in D&lt;br /&gt;3)Piano Concerto No. 21 - Andante&lt;br /&gt;4)Dies irae&lt;br /&gt;5)Introitus&lt;br /&gt;6)Nozze di Figaro&lt;br /&gt;7)Mozart&lt;br /&gt;9)Mozart&lt;br /&gt;10)Mozart&lt;br /&gt;11)Mozart&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me to name more???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Find a new target;p What do you want me to do?&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What makes you angry?&lt;br /&gt;Everything that makes me angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;I would look older than now. What do you expect?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;Everybody that has been part of my life. If they aren't, who will!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the most important thing in life?&lt;br /&gt;Responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Single or attached?&lt;br /&gt;Single. I've made a vow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;No particular favourite one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;All as in heart- YES&lt;br /&gt;ALL as in ALL-DefinitelyNO. Don't even think about it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;The one my heart follows! I hate complications. It sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Everybody makes mistakes. They deserve second chance. Or maybe more.&lt;br /&gt;Okay... Maybe I'm feeling too good today which results in my answers. Normal me would depend on the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you really want now?&lt;br /&gt;For me to know for you to guess.&lt;br /&gt;HINT: I mentioned it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. 6 people I have tagged&lt;br /&gt;Lazy tag lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-5060138944313686211?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5060138944313686211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=5060138944313686211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5060138944313686211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5060138944313686211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/11/rule-1-people-who-have-been-tagged-must.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-1409019468613850054</id><published>2008-11-12T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:34:10.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lamer daddy</title><content type='html'>Today my father was laming about. He brought back his personal laptop and told me he wanted msn. This was what happened...&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: Help me go msn and download the software&lt;br /&gt;Me:*goes to 'MSN.com'*&lt;br /&gt;Daddy:I don't want msn I want yahoo one&lt;br /&gt;Me:*goes to 'yahoo.com.sg' and clicks on messenger*&lt;br /&gt;Me:Daddy, need you to sign in.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: *signs in*&lt;br /&gt;Me:*Started downloading the software for yahoo messenger*&lt;br /&gt;Daddy:I don't want this one. I want the yahoo msn&lt;br /&gt;Me:Daddy, MSN and yahoo are 2 different things. Which one you want.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: MSN&lt;br /&gt;Me:Sure or not?&lt;br /&gt;Daddy:Aunty!!!Yes...&lt;br /&gt;Me:*Gave irritated look and cancel downloading of yahoo messenger*&lt;br /&gt;Daddy:Aye... Yahoo is better right? Help me go download yahoo on instead&lt;br /&gt;Me+Germin:Aiiiiiiiiiiiiyoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt for Gerlissa tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-1409019468613850054?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1409019468613850054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=1409019468613850054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/1409019468613850054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/1409019468613850054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/11/lamer-daddy.html' title='lamer daddy'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-191518852561369294</id><published>2008-11-11T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:05:39.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best friends do betray</title><content type='html'>I was wondering about somethings while I was cooking the bacon. Yes, bacon for dinner. Weird huh? Back to the wondering. I was think how good my best friend used to be. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;In fact&lt;/span&gt; till now, she is the best of the best---- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt;(you can say). She is always willing to give up every small thing for me. Willing to defend for me even if she knows that what she was doing would let the whole class hate her. Willing to give up the last penny she has for me. She is really great. She is the reason why I am particular in choosing next best friends. I get to tell who is real or not. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Because&lt;/span&gt; of her, I am no longer that arrogant. Because of her I really understand the true meaning of friendship. Because of her, I am always cautious not to let loose another friend. Because of her, I really treasure everyone around me. She has practically changed my life. She has done so much more for me. I can't list them all out. I miss the way she scolds people. Full of reason, might, power etc. The way she handle things, is just so admirable. And that time when have got back our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PSLE&lt;/span&gt; results, though lower, I was laughing sinisterly inside. Happy that the fact that I am smarter than her, happy that she was stupid-er than me, happy about everything in the world you can think of, happy about all the wrong reason, and getting happy that normal best friends would not. I know I am bad. But I am still learning. I apologise for this sincerely. I really really don't deserve you. I am really sorry. Whether you can feel this or not, I am saying it with a heavy heart. I am sorry for telling your secrets away. I am sorry I let you lose your trust on everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU-KNOW-WHO, if you are reading my blog, which I hope you would, I hope you can understand me and forgive me. I really regretted all the times that I took you for granted. I am sorry I told of your secrets when I shouldn't have. I just read your blog. I did not post this because I have read you blog. In fact I was just missing those times we had together. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ya&lt;/span&gt;, you might not find me like this before. In fact I was more self-fish than this. I want to go over to give you a big hug and hope that we were like before. Selfless. I know it can't happen. So what if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;said&lt;/span&gt; it is my only birthday wish this year? If you don't, I am not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; either. Please do not let whatever I have done to you to let you lose that trust from your friend. They are good people unlike me okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if anybody dare to bully her I'll give them &lt;s&gt;a piece of me&lt;/s&gt;. NO! Shouldn't say that. I should say the whole piece of me(punches I meant)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-191518852561369294?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/191518852561369294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=191518852561369294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/191518852561369294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/191518852561369294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-was-wondering-about-somethings-while.html' title='Best friends do betray'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-6308628513254290135</id><published>2008-11-08T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:32:10.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, Gerlissa Chan got a very special privilege. I get to skip tuition ckasses. Yup. Good huh? In 1 year there are 52 weeks. I Gerlissa Chan, have been present for all the lesson. Besides this of course. Going to Malaysia JB. I am going to hunt the perfect design for my next year's water bottle. I have to. I, Gerlissa Chan, always have quality bottle. No exception this year. No no. Going to eat that BBQ sting ray tonight. Extremely excited. Next week have performance for CO. I only know 1 sixth of the song. How to go up and play? Must &lt;em&gt;jiayou&lt;/em&gt;!! Got to go now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-6308628513254290135?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6308628513254290135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=6308628513254290135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6308628513254290135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6308628513254290135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-gerlissa-chan-got-very-special.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-5121036019648478007</id><published>2008-11-06T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T19:30:22.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today heard that Kimberly never went out for "Coffin". I didn't want it to happen. I thought if I didn't went, they would be able to carry out their initial plan. I just didn't want them to stop something they have planned already for me. I cannot watch coffin that's a fact that cannot be change. I will not be able to watch it even if someone pays me a million dollar. So, in a nutshell, I cannot watch that show. Not I am scared or what. I don't think anyone would understand. Yah today I was payed quite an amount for helping my father run an errand. I'm glad I did. "Money doesn't come easily" Yeah right for now. Got to go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-5121036019648478007?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5121036019648478007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=5121036019648478007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5121036019648478007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5121036019648478007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-heard-that-kimberly-never-went.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-2264740666863948903</id><published>2008-11-03T16:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:01:18.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is Gerlissa's first post for the month of November. Some things happened. Don't know whether to say or not. And thanks to the many DVDs I've got, I manage to survive till today. The comp is a bit laggy. Nothing I do seems to help. Currently watching some &lt;em&gt;han gook &lt;/em&gt;dramas. Really interesting. Just now Popo came. She gave me this tidbits from Hong Kong probably. I think my Aunt just came back. I THINK. I am really adicted to that octopus snack(: I'll have my last piece of it now. Think I will be going to PSB tomorrow. But honestly, I don't feel like going. I think I'll pass on Thursday too. I rather go watch movie with ******* but I think I'll see how first. My brother kind of spoiled my day in the morning. I hate Canon in D now. That is my current alarm these few days. My brother plays it every morning just to irritate me. He is usually more than satisfied when he sees me irritated!! I hate it. Now, I feel like killing Johann Pachelbel. Irritated by songs he compose. And for breakfast, min min go steal my sushi. I only have to options for breakfast if I want to eat. 1. Orange juice 2. Craneberry juice And I obviously chose 1. I like the bites in it. For lunch, I managed to find some leftovers in the fridge. Yah lucky me. My brother just stuffed himself with Nutella. Irritated again. I am really really pissed with this comp. Did I mention that i went Malaysia yesterday. My mom ruined the day. Yup. That kind of explains why I am ignoring her. Whenever she tries coming closer to me, I will professionally, gracefully, wonderfully, magnificently glide to another side of the room. My intention in  Malaysia was to pick a bottle for next year. I saw a design that I liked but the shape of the bottle is reaaly not my style so in the end, I decided to get it later this year. I have decided to buy my books when I get my new school bag so on the way home, I can put my books in my bag. I am currently helping Kim to find a job so she can use the money to pamper herself. I kind of pity her though. My aunt recently bought me a denim skirt. See if I even bother to wear it. I still don't really know where I will be going for Holiday this holiday. So I will pestering my parents to go somewhere FUN I think. Yah I have to rush of for some resonsibility so "toodles"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-2264740666863948903?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2264740666863948903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=2264740666863948903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2264740666863948903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2264740666863948903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-gerlissas-first-post-for-month.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-2632586324433391105</id><published>2008-10-27T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:56:05.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY DEPAVALI to all Hindus. I, Gerlissa Chan, have nothing to do at the moment. I just came home from breakfast. Will be going out again in another few minutes time. Wondering what to have for dinner. Yes, I love eating. I think that explains my size(: Will go do something about my tagboard now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-2632586324433391105?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2632586324433391105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=2632586324433391105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2632586324433391105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2632586324433391105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-depavali-to-all-hindus.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-8702710009571470046</id><published>2008-10-26T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T18:16:30.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My comp is &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;working today&lt;/span&gt;. Or rather you can say i&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nternet&lt;/span&gt;. I have &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;longed&lt;/span&gt; to post! And now, I have to change blog skin due to &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; mishaps. Irritated. Spent quite a period to get it settled and now... Those who already know, School's last day was last Thursday. Yup. &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;And that's the end of a Secondary one school girl's life style...&lt;/span&gt; I am &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;promoting&lt;/span&gt; to Secondary Two with rather a good &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;annual achievement&lt;/span&gt;(if i spelt it properly). It sucks. Next year would be &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;streaming year for all&lt;/span&gt;. Do study! Do study! And Kim better do something to your math. Friday had to go back to school for some erhu-ing. Not very fun. Who likes being in a classroom &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ALL alone&lt;/span&gt;?? Kim had to go for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SL&lt;/span&gt; interview. She asked the teacher to nominate her. She's got her wish.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Now, she has to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wait&lt;/span&gt; for the results. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Tuitioned&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. Had no mood at the teachers good nag.&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; Nicole didn't come!!&lt;/span&gt; Had to wait for math to talk to Dhabitah. Irritated!! Went for organ lessons today. C&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ongratulate&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; I practiced this week!!&lt;/span&gt; And I am proud of it even though it wasn't that good. Due to my results, I will be able to get a &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Crumpler bag&lt;/span&gt; and also the trip to &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Fraser's Hill&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hype out!&lt;/span&gt; I am currently persuading my parents to get me a second hand &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ipod&lt;/span&gt; at least. If I even open my mouth for a new one, I'm sure you people will know what happens.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ya&lt;/span&gt;, shall stop here to change the skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-8702710009571470046?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8702710009571470046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=8702710009571470046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8702710009571470046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8702710009571470046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-comp-is-working-today.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-4408621138293904009</id><published>2008-10-22T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:00:16.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't think Iwill be able to blog this few days. The comp in my house is pronounce dead. I'm in school now,  reviving ,y blog kays? Got to go now bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-4408621138293904009?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4408621138293904009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=4408621138293904009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4408621138293904009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4408621138293904009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-think-iwill-be-able-to-blog-this.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-1666946159112658664</id><published>2008-10-18T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:16:38.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHH!!!!!!!!! Finally posted after a long long while. Long story about that.. Anyway, to cut things short, I won an Ipod shuffle on Tuesday. Dazzled by that fact.. Will tell you if you ever ask. I know I am getting lazier by the days or maybe you can say hours. Sadly, I can't operate it. It sucks. Must download quite a number of software for it to work. Irritated!! And for another reasons, my laptop has no more space already!! Irritated times many many.. Attended CO practice. I do practice okays!! And if you haven't heard me practise, let me tell you short and sweet BUT clear.. I erhu-ed everyday all the way until today. Like I said I am getting lazy by the hour. Fine I gave away the secret on my blog. So, those who didn't know the fact that I am an erhu-ist, I am telling you I am now. Yesterday, went to school without knowing what was up for the day. I was appalled to learn that we actually had science field trip!! Yes! Lazy people do not check time table. Not suprised. Today I was 5 minutes early for tuition and I hate it! I normally get out of the house around 11.40am and will be late for a few minutes. That's what happens on normal days if I have to go there by my own. Today, was not normal. My daddy sent me there. We left the house around 11.45 told him that it would be early but he insisted! After a FOUR long hours of tuition, made my way back home within 40minutes. Improved on that! Went to a maly wedding. Something funny happened. Because there were 2 Malay couple wedding on that day and YES, we went to the wrong one. Hahas for my family. Reported to the correct wedding and thought that we could eat after taking photo with the bride and groom. Came backe to find our food on the table MISSING! I was confused!! Anyway, If anyone of you can ever help to get my Ipod started please do voice out because, I, Gerlissa Chan, will give you a reward for helping. OKs. I think I shall round of for the day. In another words, it means I'll stop here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-1666946159112658664?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1666946159112658664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=1666946159112658664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/1666946159112658664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/1666946159112658664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/10/ahhhhh-finally-posted-after-long-long.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-4209467110855929617</id><published>2008-10-11T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T17:49:21.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullseye</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;really really happened yesterday while BBQ-ing. I went to my Daddy's boss BBQ at their condo. I felt really really bored in that stupid tense atmosphere so I went to the playground. I know I am &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;childish,&lt;/span&gt; but hey, you people also used to go there to don't you. Was playing on the see-saw. Everything was fine until the boys beside us throwing tennis ball around threw it &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;directly to my eyes&lt;/span&gt;. It was like a score for &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bull's eyes&lt;/span&gt; only for the fact that they have aimed it on a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HUMAN'S&lt;/span&gt; eyes. And unluckily, that person was &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;. The sand from the playground irritated my eyes so I cried to remove the sand inside. Was very embarrassed.. Went home soon after. I can consider myself fortunate already because I didn't have bruise around my eyes. Imagine yourself walking around with one super big bruise on your eyes. That is an exceptionally a no no for me okays. I will look like I've been in a fight which is so not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;late &lt;/span&gt;for tuition as per normal. Cannot seem to know why tuition continues even after exams.. anyway, wanted to say that there was an &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;accident in MRT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wasted 40cents for entering and going out without taking any train had to take bus&lt;/span&gt;. You know, I took a bus all the way to Woodlands interchange. I did not really know what bus to take. Mummy said that can take 178 so I waited ther for 15 minutes or so. Finally the bus came. I asked to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;reconfirm&lt;/span&gt; that it will pas by Marsiling MRT. I guess he was from China that's the reason why he didn't understand it. He dumd dumb-ly shook his head. Wasted! I went down the bus because he told me it wasn;t going to pass by Marsiling MRT. 15minutes &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GONE!&lt;/span&gt; ALL thanks to that driver. Went to take 961. wasted another 5 minutes waiting.. Reached there at aroung 12.27pm. I saw the board. THERE REALLY INDEED HAS Bus service 178. And what?! The stupid 178 driver really doesn't know where he is travelling to. He should not even be a driver in the first place. Waste a passenger's time like that. Okay. Don't feel like wasting time discriminating him anyway, there is no use. I doubt he will even be able to read what I am writing anyway. There is some adjustments in the timing for Secondary 2 tuition. I want Mr Chua to teach me maths but than, it will be from 4-6pm which is 2 hours after English. Anyway, me and Nicole decided to use that 2 hours eating lunch or studying. Whichever we like. We've decide to never quit tuition &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;even after our 'O's&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How sweet(:&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/3430705051630852723-4209467110855929617?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4209467110855929617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=4209467110855929617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4209467110855929617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4209467110855929617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/10/bullseye.html' title='Bullseye'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-4818940527095814614</id><published>2008-10-07T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:17:52.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some are just ABNORMAL</title><content type='html'>Haha, my blog is so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; dead for now. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dr. Chan is rescuing it from another day without post&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know why I am like so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt; these few days. Must be that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Cordyceps Brands'&lt;/span&gt; that has the weird potion of bitterness which kept me laughing throughout the day. Yah! and my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;new nickname&lt;/span&gt;--- &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;Crazy&lt;/span&gt;. I still prefer the term "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Gila Girl&lt;/span&gt;" though. It sounds more unique.The name was specially chosen for me ,by &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AB-NORMAL&lt;/span&gt; Cheryl and Eugene, because of either my crazy laughing attitudes or my weird behaviour of not leaving my books during an examination period. I wonder... Some "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;AB-NORMAL&lt;/span&gt;" like ,&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;little tiny weeny cheryl,&lt;/span&gt; would not be studying during a&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; major examination&lt;/span&gt; period like this... Ok people, judge for yourself. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whose abnormal and whose crazy??&lt;/span&gt; Even &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Minjun thinks&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;cheryl is PURE ab-normal&lt;/span&gt; okays. And that time when I asked her:"If I am crazy, what are you?" She her own admitted that she &lt;s&gt;was&lt;/s&gt; is ab-normal. Now, that AB-NORMAL has not seemed to remember what she said. SEE! I TOLD YOU &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;SHE IS AB-NORMAL... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-4818940527095814614?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4818940527095814614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=4818940527095814614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4818940527095814614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4818940527095814614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-are-just-abnormal.html' title='Some are just ABNORMAL'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-7572271271331452158</id><published>2008-10-02T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T17:56:52.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lot's happened over the period when I haven't blogged. There have been a lot of complications. miscommunicatins. And if this all happens because of me, I simply express my solemn apology to those who have been affected by it. I just don't know how to communicate this days. Or maybe you can say I am not the same person as you met before. But I am like so _______ with things going around me. I want to blog but at the same time, I know I have to study for history tomorrow. it took me quite some courage to blog here right now. I have been just trying very hard to show that I am the same old me. I think I have just been to weird these days. Maybe after the exams, Who knows? I MAY be back to normal again. Or maybe because this happens because of I am going through a stage.. Okay folks. Gonna rush to study for now. I think I feel better after this dumb blog. Thanks for "listening" dumb blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-7572271271331452158?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7572271271331452158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=7572271271331452158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7572271271331452158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7572271271331452158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/10/lots-happened-over-period-when-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-8294258572100613317</id><published>2008-09-22T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:57:47.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dhab is DEAD</title><content type='html'>OOOOOOOOOO and it came to me. On Saturday, Dhabitah wore superman tee. I was &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; tickled bly that and laughed for half an hour. The teacher was like -.- She was like&lt;/span&gt; half an hour late. And came in with superman tee. The boys was mumuring something. &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;And Iwas like: Hello super woman and laugh, laugh, laugh from 2.30pm to 2.56pm&lt;/span&gt;. And also for her dumb pencilbox, I laughed A BIT more.. Just for people who knows her,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; SHE HAS ZHI LIAN PICS OF HERSELF!!!!&lt;/span&gt; So terribly unlike her rite.. See told u so dhab dhab. I mean come on.. Dhab has self-love pics leh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-8294258572100613317?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8294258572100613317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=8294258572100613317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8294258572100613317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8294258572100613317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/09/dhab-is-dead.html' title='Dhab is DEAD'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-6323591042119787842</id><published>2008-09-22T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:39:58.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EOY COMING!! SHOO! go study..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Exams are coming soon pepo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; blog these days.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;need &lt;/span&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;pass End Of Year Examinations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; more &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;achievments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;enjoy holidays&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;pass with flying colours for exam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; more &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;A1s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;lesser Cs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; pass my &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;History paper&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; pass my &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Lit paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;beat Adele in Maths&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to score at least &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;69.999999999999  for chinese&lt;/span&gt; paper overall.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to have &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A2 for english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; pass Science&lt;/span&gt; even for the fact that Goldfish has thought my many weird concepts.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;finish my piles of assessments&lt;/span&gt; by this week.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I didnt really know what I was doing. it just came to my mind that I have turned this post more into a &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"wishlist".&lt;/span&gt; I really am so busy with exams and stuffs so I think I should end here now. This post &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WILL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;last for maybe months and days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-6323591042119787842?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6323591042119787842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=6323591042119787842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6323591042119787842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6323591042119787842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/09/eoy-coming-shoo-go-study.html' title='EOY COMING!! SHOO! go study..'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-5729084309785683913</id><published>2008-09-11T14:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:23:38.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*****, ******, *******, *******, ******** ******</title><content type='html'>Today, I am like&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;very very very very ery very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;angry/dissapointed with someone today. Anywway, I don't think the person know who he/she is. And I also don't anyone has noticed the slightest trace of how I felt. I think that another  he/she is trying to ***** ****  he/she **** **. Haha. So smart. Go break the code lah! Some more,  he/she has been trying to **** *** of me to do things. And that idiotic "another  he/she" is so freaking *****, ******, *******, ******, and *******.&lt;&lt;   style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yah and one more thing,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Nothing bad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(i think).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Still feeling angry(hint). Kimberly turn me upside down on the swing in Sembawang and haven't any trace of guilt. I am still feeling bad about it. Today, she is treating it like _______ ________. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTE: I AM GOING TO PRIVATE MY BLOG IN A FEW DAYS TIME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-5729084309785683913?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5729084309785683913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=5729084309785683913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5729084309785683913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5729084309785683913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='*****, ******, *******, *******, ******** ******'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-486461673071922378</id><published>2008-09-10T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T19:29:54.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sembawang beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;,went to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sembawang beach&lt;/span&gt; for CIP. It was like sooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.....................................................................................&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ok only lah&lt;/span&gt;. We had this so &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;short&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;lunch break. And during that half an hour, we &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;had to make sure the food we consumed was able to keep us full all the way till 5pm&lt;/span&gt;. Ok. I may be exaggerating a bit. We had made use of that half an hour and since I wasn't that hungry, I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;bought a sandwich&lt;/span&gt; which kept me full &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;all the way to 7.18pm&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't know that Sembawang beach had that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;many styrofoams.&lt;/span&gt; We actually, we&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; shouldn't be using too much of styrofoams &lt;/span&gt;as they are&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; non-biodegradable&lt;/span&gt;. If you out a styrofoam into the earth fo r a million years, it will still remin that way forever and ever. Okay, coming back to the beach. After &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"digging for golds",&lt;/span&gt; we started&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; "burying treasure".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt; Ms Nai Ting Tiang told us to not stay there&lt;/span&gt; for whatever reasons. So I told Kim, MJ, Claris, Cheryl to go to the playground but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;none of them seems to listen&lt;/span&gt;. So I ran there with See Ying and gang. Glad they came. We played swing. The only not boring game among all. Soon Kim and the rest came. See lah!! Told you all to come don't come.. Anyway Ms NAi Ting Tiang came again and told us to go &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;pick up the fallen leaves!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;She doesn't have anything better to do!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;So irritating!&lt;/span&gt; Anyway after picking a while we went back to playground. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Haha. Ms Nai you cannot do anything..&lt;/span&gt; 1 Unity was swing so took the slides for photography purposes. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;The boys came along too!! So irritating lah!&lt;/span&gt; Went back. It was like so near my house lah but I don't think teacher will allow and moreover, I left my bag in school if I took bus less than 5 minutes can reach already. We left at 5pm leh!! I actually had to fetch my brother at that time and i was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;So I was so late freaking late!!&lt;/span&gt; I thought little Gerstner would cry but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HE DIDN'T!!&lt;/span&gt; When I was at that age, I would cry if my parents came to fetch late. Sori. Can't upload pics coz my comp bluetooth got some problems.&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will upload it some  other time together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hougang Mall for lunch&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Wasn't hungry&lt;/span&gt; so me and Kim went walk around Hougang Mall. Went to the playground with her and played that spinny thing. Kim was giddy very fast so we stopped. Went back down to McDonalds. Ate my&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt; "breakfast"&lt;/span&gt;. No space so had to sit beside the dustbin. Stole fries from MJ and anyway, she was too full to finish . Then WE all went up to playground. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;So fun lah.&lt;/span&gt; But anyway, went back soon after we visited the library for chatting. &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Cheryl Kok accompanied me to the bus interchange&lt;/span&gt;. MJ and Kim went back to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-486461673071922378?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/486461673071922378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=486461673071922378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/486461673071922378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/486461673071922378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/09/sembawang-beach.html' title='Sembawang beach'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-6744010694036016001</id><published>2008-09-07T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:52:16.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The IRRITATING QUESTIONER</title><content type='html'>Today went for organ lesson. This is the first time in 2 WHOLE MONTHS that I have actually PRACTISE for the lesson.. Learned a new song. CHRISTIAN SONG!! I am totally in LOVE with it. Anyway, went to POP at causeway to get sharpener for pw.. Can't seem to find the sharperner in my house.. After that went to Admiralty foodcourt eat. Rushed back to choing art homework. My parents were back from Palau Ubin at that time so had a SMALL break. they 'dao pao'ed coconut juice and goreng pisang JUST FOR ME!! My long lost neighbour just came by to chat.. Oo she is SOOOOOOO fun. She is currently a teacher teaching in one of the schools in Hougang. Can't elaborate much. Went out to eat with neighbours at Upper Thomson Road. The food there is so shiok man!! Any way, the purpose of this post is to tell people reading this a fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVERYBODY&lt;/span&gt;: When &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;KENDRICK&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;VERY irritating questioner&lt;/span&gt; is online (msn) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt; good comes out of it. He talks to you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;REGARDLESS&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;whether you are there or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;REGARDLESS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;if you are answering ot or not&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt; REGARDLESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; of how many times you answer the same question&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;He just ask you the same question OVER AND OVER AGAIN!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt; you should now what to do if &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; see him online.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-6744010694036016001?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6744010694036016001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=6744010694036016001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6744010694036016001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6744010694036016001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/09/irritating-questioner.html' title='The IRRITATING QUESTIONER'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-8950728110259347341</id><published>2008-09-06T17:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:36:39.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, went to watch&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; MOOOOOOOOOOVIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt; with Minjun!!! I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;forced&lt;/span&gt; to. My parents &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;don't know&lt;/span&gt; about it. I watch without my parents notice. So in another word, I am &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;defying my parents&lt;/span&gt;. Now I am shivering while blogging. I don't know why.. Or maybe I do.. Anyway, after math class which ended like what? 1/2 an hour earlier or something, we(Minjun, Kimberly, Yingyi and me)went to Hougang Mall makan lunch. They all ate banmian besides me. I am practically sick at the sight of banmian (no offence). But having to eat banmian everytime we go in to Hougang Mall kind of make me want to ____. So I ate omelette fried rice. Which rocks FOR NOW. After which, I went to Causeway Point because Minjun didn't have any location in mind that where we should go yesterday. We planned everything the day before the movies. I forced her to come over since she forced me to watch the movie so it was a win-win situation. We watch &lt;&lt;boys&gt;&gt; to me. To Minjun, it was some japanese name. The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;male main lead was like soooooooo ____&lt;/span&gt; and the female lead was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;so pretty and everything&lt;/span&gt;. (I censored the word because it might ________ some jap freaks). Tha show needs to cencor the kissing part for students like us. It will totally spoil minds of ours. Some of the teens have spoil their mind by watching too many kissing show. For me, my mum will cover our eyes. We SHOULD stay young and innocent for all I know. Though I know that I am not as innocent as last year, I think people should stay that way. ANYWAY, after the show we went to walk a while in Causeway and to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Woodlands Regional Library&lt;/span&gt;. Rushed back to fetch little Gerstner. (Minjun know who is that) Minjun came my house to sit for a while and took some pics with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;little Gerstner&lt;/span&gt;. Shouldn't post it. She might come after me. OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH I forgot about one thing. I still &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;owe 6 slaps&lt;/span&gt; to Minjun because of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;betting what time would Ms Koh come&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;We betted with SLAPS of all things.. &lt;/span&gt;Will go and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;'hao hao shun lian' Ms Koh for coming late&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;passed&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bronze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;swimming&lt;/span&gt; test!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Praise the Lord&lt;/span&gt;. He has done many &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;wonderful things&lt;/span&gt; in our life but we have just took them for granted. So people, do &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;people around you okay&lt;/span&gt;. And make sure &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;you not only "puppy love" them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-8950728110259347341?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8950728110259347341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=8950728110259347341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8950728110259347341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8950728110259347341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/09/yesterday-went-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-1380991949062106300</id><published>2008-09-04T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T15:19:20.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MONEY PROBLEM..*SAAAAAAAAAAAD*</title><content type='html'>Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;6.30am&lt;/span&gt;. Forced to. No choice. Had to go all the way to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Hougang swimming complex&lt;/span&gt; to take bronze test. Luckily I wasn't alone. Beverly offered to accompany me. Better than all my close friends actuall..Should not elaborate much except for the fact that the tester's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;instruction was a bit confusing&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I PASSED MY TEST!!&lt;/span&gt; My daddy want bring me out for dinner tonight. No idea why. I only passed my test.. After the test, me and Beverly went to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Compass Point&lt;/span&gt;. Went to Burger King's. Yet again, I was forced to. Spent like $6.05 for&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; breakfast&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*SAAAAAAD*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Later, she forced me to go walk walk. So I did. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*SAAAAAAAD*!!!&lt;/span&gt; I spent money&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt; AGAIN!!!!&lt;/span&gt; I bought a key Christian keychain. $1.90 Then she actually wanted to buy BBT so I accompanied her. In the end, I was the one who bought it!! Yet agin, $1.80 GONE guess wat I am going to say..............................................................................&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; *SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD*&lt;/span&gt; Spent like sooooooooooooo much already lah. MINJUN: Just in case you might be wondering why did I take so long to answer to your request was because&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt; I AM BROKE&lt;/span&gt;. Honestly, I think I have a&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Money controlling problem&lt;/span&gt;. Which is OBVIOUSLY very very serious. What ever amount of money I have with me, I tend to spend it all up. Unlike last time, though I was younger, I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;know the importance of money&lt;/span&gt;. Something must have got to my brain to make me grow younger.. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I NEED MONEY(CASH)&lt;/span&gt; and that's a fact. I cannot just get it from my hardworking parents. I am trying not to use money from my cash card. But I think I will need it SOON. Cash card.. HERE I COME. Do me a favour cash card,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; stay as far away from me as possible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-1380991949062106300?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1380991949062106300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=1380991949062106300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/1380991949062106300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/1380991949062106300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/09/money-problemsaaaaaaaaaaad.html' title='MONEY PROBLEM..*SAAAAAAAAAAAD*'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-2350584214836136244</id><published>2008-08-29T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:29:47.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher's Day Celebration</title><content type='html'>Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to blog yesterday. But as per normal, my&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; computer lack&lt;/span&gt;. Can't help it.. I cannot even off it. See how pathetic it is/was. Anyway yesterday first period was MATHS. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Funny lah&lt;/span&gt;! Ms Koh&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; didn't come up&lt;/span&gt; for the first half an hour. She told us that she actually &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;looked at the wrong time table&lt;/span&gt;. She mistaken and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;thought that she was going to see us at 11.30&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Funny&lt;/span&gt;. When teacher never come up, the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; MOST IRRITATING questioner asked too (just too many)question&lt;/span&gt; on why teacher never come. Finally, "testis" offered to go down to look for the teachers. Then Ms Koh chionged the whole lesson on gradient but was than forced to slow down because we were&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; terribly confused&lt;/span&gt;. Next lesson was Science practical. Another &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Funny&lt;/span&gt; happening. We had to test on starch on leaf by&lt;br /&gt;1)Boiling the leaf to kill the cells and so that the cells the the chlorophyll will came off in the second step.&lt;br /&gt;2)Put leaf in the hot water so that chlorophyll will come off. (bunsen burner turned off)&lt;br /&gt;3)Put the leaf on white tile for it to spread out&lt;br /&gt;4)put iodine on top of it and observe colour change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, step 2 doesn't work real well. The alchohol&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;stop "boiling"&lt;/span&gt; half way so we have to take the test tube away and boil water again. After boiling, we put back the test tube into the water. Guess what..&lt;br /&gt;----------------NOTHING HAPPENED----------------&lt;br /&gt;So I rested my head on the table and waited for observation. Beaunice was kinda impatient so she went to put the glass stick into it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and than,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;flew right out&lt;/span&gt; of the test tube. &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Beaunice screamed&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was shocked&lt;/span&gt;. Some of the alchohol actually &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;landed on my face&lt;/span&gt;. But &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;luckily, it wasn't acid&lt;/span&gt;.. Then the &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;warm alchohol had a very cooling effect&lt;/span&gt;. But had to wash it away lah. You know, db, each pair was supposed to only do a leaf. But.. me + Beaunice did 2(TWO!!) One was for souvenir. Like what I do in every experiment. I take home a souvenir.&lt;br /&gt;Recessed.&lt;br /&gt;History test. Totally flung it.&lt;br /&gt;English.0.o let's try to reacall what happened.. GOT IT.. Pair worked. I did mpst of the thing Kiki just slacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;s&gt;school&lt;/s&gt; cheers with Wanjun than proceeded to Punggol park for teachers day celebration. Participated in Treasure hunt. Funny also. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RAN&lt;/span&gt; to get Ang Suat Meng Signature so can complete the race. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RAN&lt;/span&gt; back to station.We didn't know need teachers!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RAN&lt;/span&gt; back to get JennyAng. Jenny Ang walk so slow. In the end never win. But still, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;we manage to complete the race&lt;/span&gt;. That's what matters. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Went back to GWPS&lt;/span&gt;. So many people so enthu. So high. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Chat with many many mnay many teachers&lt;/span&gt;. Mdm Tham Pregnant already!!&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; 5 months&lt;/span&gt; some more!!! Lol. So long never go school. But went back school didn't change much. But what changed was my friends. Sigh. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LURVE lollipop like mad lah&lt;/span&gt;. Went to her house with ferari. Chat every under the sky. Watch &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Brown Sugar Macchiato&lt;/span&gt;. Super nice lah ok. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;All thanks to her, I am now addicted&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-2350584214836136244?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2350584214836136244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=2350584214836136244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2350584214836136244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2350584214836136244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/08/teachers-day-celebration.html' title='Teacher&apos;s Day Celebration'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-4301916702244708423</id><published>2008-08-26T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T19:39:20.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CUTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, went &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;swimming&lt;/span&gt;. Just like any other &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tuesdays&lt;/span&gt;, I feel&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; EXTREMELY&lt;/span&gt; tired. I went back to Hougang Interchange with my gf, Kiki. Took 27 back. Because infront of my bus got like 2 other buses. 161 and 89, it was rather unclear. I thought saw &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Lina&lt;/span&gt; at the bustop(which was true anyway. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have perfect eyesight!&lt;/span&gt;)and having the hope that she would at least &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;smile to me&lt;/span&gt;. I was in a very &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;good mood to give smiles away&lt;/span&gt;. But than when I saw her not there, I thought she left in other buses. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dissapointed,&lt;/span&gt; I turned back. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THEN, I SAW LINA!!&lt;/span&gt; She &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;took the same bus as me!!&lt;/span&gt; I kept looking at her. But &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SHE DIDN'T SEE ME!!&lt;/span&gt; So I &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;purposely kept starring at her&lt;/span&gt;. She went to back of the bus. She then &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; saw me! So I just went to the back to sit with her. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Chatted throughout&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She kept calling me &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; which I obviously &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;AM  NOT!&lt;/span&gt; She is&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;very very very very very very very very&lt;/span&gt; fun to talk to. LINA ROX!!! She cute too. BTW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-4301916702244708423?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4301916702244708423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=4301916702244708423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4301916702244708423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4301916702244708423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/08/cute.html' title='CUTE'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-5466626983189066011</id><published>2008-08-25T16:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:27:11.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just realise that my blog is not as dead as before. I just came to realise too, db if you don't already know, I am having a passion for blogging. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE BLOGING!!!&lt;/span&gt; There's nothing you can do about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Being lame, as per normal, I will post my answer for history homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Compare the acheivements of China and India in the ares of arts and science. Who contributed more to the world? Explain your answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hints: I, State the specific achievements of both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;II, State who contributed more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;III, Give reasons for your choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some other things Mr Er wrote on the board:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(i) Practicality/ Usefulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(ii)Pervasiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(iii)Distinctiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Answer&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;China&lt;/span&gt; is credited with the invention of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;seismograph.&lt;/span&gt; An invention of Zhan Heng, it was meant to detect the origin of earthquakes Medicine like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;acupuncture&lt;/span&gt; is another credit of China's invention. It is done by inserting the tips of needles into specific parts of the body to relieve pain and help healing . The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;compass&lt;/span&gt;, used for town planning and later, for sea voyages. The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;mechanical clock&lt;/span&gt;, the nine metres high building driven by falling water. It was created by a scientist during the Tang dynasty and took eight years to build. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gunpowder&lt;/span&gt;, too, was creared during the Tang dynasty. It was first used only in fireworks. Later, in tje Song periods, arrows were dipped in gunpowder and used with the crossbow for war purposes.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Paper&lt;/span&gt; was invented sometime befre the Han dynasty. The chinese made paper from mashed up wood like bamboo. Paper was made thick and spongy for wrappping things. Later, chinese made paper thinner, longer lasting and cheaper. Like ancient Indians, the ancient chinese matered &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;metallurgy&lt;/span&gt;. They made vessels with very fine designs. They made use of metallurgy to create tools and weapons. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Printing&lt;/span&gt; was one of the achievements of China. They invented block printing which involved carving characters on block, and laying a sheet of paper over it to print a page. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pottery and Porcelain&lt;/span&gt; also known as 'china', one of the richness of the arts. China was known for producing 'china' of very high quality. China was also credited with the quality of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;paintings&lt;/span&gt;. Painting in China reached a very high standard. Painters specialised in painting mountains, trees and rivers. From the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; sculptures&lt;/span&gt; unearthed from the tombs of nobles and emperors, we have evidence that Chinese were skilled in making fine sculptures from bronze, clay and stone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;is credited with the invention of mathematics. they invented one of the greatest &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;mathematics concepts&lt;/span&gt; such as&lt;em&gt; pi&lt;/em&gt;, zero and the decimal system. These mathematical inventions led to discoveries in astronomy. They were the first to discover that the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; earth is round, that it revolves around the sun and a year has 365 1/4 days&lt;/span&gt;. They had also calculated the diametre of the earth and moon. Ancient Indians &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;studied metal&lt;/span&gt; as early as the Indus Valley Civilisation. They leared to mix copper and tin to make bronze. They cast iron, to shape iron by pouring melted iron to mould. One of the most famous master piece by them was the Iron Pillar of Delhi. A seven-metre-tall monument, cast from a single piece of solid iron. It has not rusted at all despite having been exposed to the rain and sun for 1500 years. This show that they were very advance in technology. Indians were the first to create &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;plastic surgery&lt;/span&gt;. It was invented because cutting of noses and ears was a common form of punishments, therefore, plastic surgery came in to help the people to replace missing body parts. Indian were also known for their richness of art:&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;painting, sculpture and architect&lt;/span&gt;. The evidence would be the Ajantas caves. Painting of elephants on one of the ceilings is the official logo of the Government of India's Department of tourism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Overall, I think that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt; has contributed the most to the world. Even though China has made the most inventions, India has made the most powerful mathematics formula. Without it, the world would not even have the computer.(and I would not be here blogging on the comp).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hardworking me have rewrote everything I wrote on fullscap onto blog. I took about 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt; hours to blog this.. Even though blog IS fun, I agree too, it is a time waster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-5466626983189066011?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5466626983189066011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=5466626983189066011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5466626983189066011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/5466626983189066011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-realise-that-my-blog-is-not-as.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-2852713605549379752</id><published>2008-08-24T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T16:58:26.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha. Today I am HAPPY. he reacson is because, my organ teacher let me play a piece of CLASSICAL MUSIC!!!. I know it might be "..." for some of you. You people just don't know how much I am in love with CLASSICAL MUSIC.. Just for extra information/knowledge, the song I am playing is "Träumerei". The video as shown is one of the many many "Träumerei" in youtube. But I am just plain lazy to search for the best of the best. Enjoy..&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O68q5E0ZF8I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O68q5E0ZF8I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for your information, again, this WILL be my grade three exam piece. I think. There is still time to change. But most probably, I won't. If this really is my exam piece, I will not even be suprised that I will be tired of that song. In fact if I am not tired, i will be VERY VERY suprised. I am not tired. I am stuck with that same "old" song for another 10 months!! No lie. 10 month more to my grade three exams. Though it may seems long, I is not!! So I better start practising it now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-2852713605549379752?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2852713605549379752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=2852713605549379752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2852713605549379752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2852713605549379752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/08/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-7997817815592261389</id><published>2008-08-21T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T18:24:04.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SURVEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My coucin forced me to do this. Saw this on Baboon blog. Some how pass pass pass until my cousin there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 20 people you can think of right now.Don't read the question until you've named the 20 people.At the end of this choose 5 people to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1)Kimberly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2)Minjun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3)Germaine Tham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;4)Dhabitah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;5)Farahin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;6)Adele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;7)Claris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;8)Beaunice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;9)Carissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;10)Valencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;11)Benjamin See&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;12)Nicholas Pwi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;13)Haikal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;14)Kendrick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;15)Titus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;16)Eugene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;17)Chester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;18)Caleb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;19)Issac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;20)Jasper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE: This are ALL RANDOM. No favourtism is played! In order to be fair, I put down 10 girls and 10 boys. I could have take away all the boys if I want to.. But at what cause. No fun already..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;How did you meet[12]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Same class since P3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What would you do if you never met[4]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Start sending songs from her phone! She's got 300++ songs in her phone!!!Why not??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What if[15] and [11] dated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ohh.. That would be hilairious. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Will [16] and [17] date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Of course. They can't get away from each other's sight. And they are gays anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Describe[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;She quite self centered at times. But never the less, she is my BestFriendForever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When is the last time you spoke to[18]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What is [20]'s favourite band/singer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;How would I know!! He's got so many..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Would you ever date[8]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes, I date anyone I want to. No, she is unavailable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Would you ever date[3]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes, I date anyone I want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Is[15] single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh.. I am so sure it is a YES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What is [19] last name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hehe.. Can't "Remember"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Would you ever be in relationship with [2]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes, why not. We are les,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;School of [5]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Evergreen Sec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Where does [7] live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Far far away in 'LAH-LAH' LAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What is your favourite thing of [9]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dunno. Her layalty towards friendship maybe??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Have you ever seen [10]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No. She's a long time no see, no talk friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The five people I chose.. Kimberly, Minjun, Me, Me, Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-7997817815592261389?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7997817815592261389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=7997817815592261389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7997817815592261389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7997817815592261389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/08/survey.html' title='SURVEY'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-3782204374657113605</id><published>2008-08-20T14:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T14:40:37.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am now blogging for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I handed up my CCA-transfer form. I completely &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; that CCA!! All the seniors got &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;attitude problem&lt;/span&gt; and also everytime bring our friends into the ______ yet still bring and make&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt; so much noise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt; Think&lt;/span&gt; they like so chio like that. Hate that man!!! Changing to CO but still don't know what instrument to join. Want to take &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;zhong ran&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Guzheng&lt;/span&gt;. Not because Kim is playing them. (or maybe also Wanjun). I just so happened to like them. I just like the Guzheng. One of the many reasons why I am attracted to CO. Kim must be thinking that I joined because I want to _____. I think she does not really support me of joinning. I did not join because of her. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;REALLY!!&lt;/span&gt; I just joined because it so happened struck me when I was still in ________. Kimberly changed so much!! I just miss the old Kimberly. Don't know how to explain, but some how she has just changed but not very obvious though.. Will miss her still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now blogging for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Went to school.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Came back home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Now blogging&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/3430705051630852723-3782204374657113605?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3782204374657113605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=3782204374657113605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/3782204374657113605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/3782204374657113605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-now-blogging-for-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-1827068421307154138</id><published>2008-08-13T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T17:52:51.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today nothing much happened. Yesterday, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;SOME&lt;/span&gt; things&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt;, For example, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;SWIMMING!!!&lt;/span&gt; Seems like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;nobody&lt;/span&gt; really enjoys swimming despite the fact that they can swim &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;so well&lt;/span&gt;. I am like the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;second last&lt;/span&gt; swimmer to always complete the 8 laps!!! Haha. I like the life saver. but than, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THAN MY GOOGLES C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;AME OFF!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; half way through the process. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I was like trying to get the water out of my googles.&lt;/span&gt; And YES, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;it was loose&lt;/span&gt;. After my 8 laps swim, people complained that my googles was&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; too tight&lt;/span&gt; so I loosen it. Haha.. Who knows that I had actually &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;loosened too much&lt;/span&gt;. Resulting in the cause of water penetrating through my googles..&lt;br /&gt;And not only that. My leg like cramed &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;4 TIMES!!!&lt;/span&gt; Once on my calf and 4 times on my toes. It is like the muscle kind of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333300;"&gt;"dislocated"&lt;/span&gt; Very very PAIN. Than went to bathe.&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; BAD BAD experience!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Idiotic lah that person.&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; Very very inconsiderate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Can't use vulgar!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;My mummy checks my blog..&lt;/span&gt; That's all for now, I think. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Will be back soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-1827068421307154138?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1827068421307154138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=1827068421307154138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/1827068421307154138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/1827068421307154138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-nothing-much-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-4915777283796038424</id><published>2008-08-10T18:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:33:27.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Belated&lt;/span&gt; Birthday Singapore!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually I wanted to blog yesterday but than, my brother off the comp so lazy on.. Anyway, I saw the opening ceremony for the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Beij&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ing Ol&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ymp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ics 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(just like any other people). WOW!! Did you people saw their co-ordinations??? Oh! It rocks man. You see how they beat the drun together? Like Hundreds of them doing the same thing at the same time in the same place. It is not coincidental. It is meant to be that way! ok! happy doing that ok Singaporean! (no offence) But I don't think Singaporeans like me will be willing to endure th pain. They will not &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;persevere&lt;/span&gt;. I know it because I myself do not want the torture from such ______ training. Likewise I know that I should persevere, but I just can't kays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SO DON'T FORCE ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SJ7d1Nzb1dI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ocuM1ItGSRQ/s1600-h/Image010_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232863723359294930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SJ7d1Nzb1dI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ocuM1ItGSRQ/s320/Image010_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SJ7d1Nzb1dI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ocuM1ItGSRQ/s1600-h/Image010_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AHHHHH!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And this is my "Group's" masterpiece. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Our History Project!! Finally completed!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;please comment not complain. Thanks. Even if you complain I cannot do anything liao..&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/3430705051630852723-4915777283796038424?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4915777283796038424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=4915777283796038424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4915777283796038424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4915777283796038424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-belated-birthday-singapore.html' title='NIL'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SJ7d1Nzb1dI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ocuM1ItGSRQ/s72-c/Image010_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430705051630852723.post-419645068812670272</id><published>2008-08-08T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T20:21:48.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08/08/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Today is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;2 things major thing are happening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;1!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NDP celebration!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Held in school..&lt;/span&gt; This school so lame lah! &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Cannot &lt;/span&gt;even wear &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; to school on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NDP&lt;/span&gt; CELEBRATION!!&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; ChineseOrchestra&lt;/span&gt; can wear other clothes should be happy wat ;p but &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;none of them appreciate that&lt;/span&gt;. Sad lah. Today the school &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;do like the Singapore NDP&lt;/span&gt;. But the only&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; differences are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1) there are no morning prayers in NDP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;2) ms soh was the "president"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;(fa fa fa), UG stated off the parade.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;The live telecast SUCKS!!!&lt;/span&gt; On &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;, the live telecast gave us &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;poor sound effect, poor image quality, poor anything that can be poor&lt;/span&gt;. On &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;, the CO started the performance(in the hall). On &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;, CO performed their first song was the most boring song and can you believe it?!?! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That is their competition song&lt;/span&gt;. On &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;, i wish all the best to CO members!! On &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;, I wished them: May I wish you the best for having a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Gold with Honours"&lt;/span&gt; award. On &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;, the played a video on how Singapore has progressed over the years for the second part of the show. On &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;, I thought that the show was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; quite interesting&lt;/span&gt;. Next if I am not wrong was the Mordern Dance. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1 word&lt;/span&gt; to discribe it: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Perfect&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Wonderful&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Magnificent&lt;/span&gt;!! Choose one, I am fine with any. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then was Drama&lt;/span&gt; "Bloody Beverly"(On &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I remembered&lt;/span&gt; this was how she describe herself in the name game Ms Quan played during the first english lesson) On &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;,Choir did the finale (as per normal). On &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;,The NPCC &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so extra&lt;/span&gt; chiong up to stage. On &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;, then all UG started doing the same. I thought &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;something happening&lt;/span&gt;. Actually, On &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;, they were trying to also get into the spirit of&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; celebrating Singapore's Birthday&lt;/span&gt;. Walao, then On &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;,  so mant people were throwing people up into the air. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;LAMOS&lt;/span&gt;(people who are lame not lmao) On &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;, they ended the celebration at 9.30 am!! On &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;, HIHS had its dog show. Went to watch it with &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kiki&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yingyi&lt;/span&gt;. After the show on &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;, we went Hougang mall &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;makan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ban Mian. Haha. I also went window shopping &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOR A WHILE&lt;/span&gt; only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's procede to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;big thing no.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2! Today,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;, Beijing is doing the Olympic opening ceremoy. Because 080808. A very good date for chinese people like us. On &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;, I realised that &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I don't much&lt;/span&gt; about big thing number 2 so I &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;will stop here for now&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/3430705051630852723-419645068812670272?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/419645068812670272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=419645068812670272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/419645068812670272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/419645068812670272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/08/080808.html' title='08/08/08'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-827562728407985332</id><published>2008-08-07T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T19:30:18.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>So long never post already. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Reason: 20% no time 80% plain lazy&lt;/span&gt;. Went to &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hougang Mall&lt;/span&gt; yesterday&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;(secretly).&lt;/span&gt; My parents so &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;don't allow&lt;/span&gt; me to go to that place. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt; I know the reason why! &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It is a pocket emptier!&lt;/span&gt; Bought &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;2&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;$2-books&lt;/span&gt; in the book sale. Went to CHAMELEON to buy that &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;clip.&lt;/span&gt; Radomly, "fall"into pop!! it Make me spent like another &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;$4++&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;pens&lt;/span&gt;. Can you like believe I spent &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$10++&lt;/span&gt; on pens this week?? All thanks to the colourful and attractive way they lay the pens!!! Then went to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;MINI TOONS&lt;/span&gt; to buy bdae present for LiNa. Cannot mention the price.. Then went off. All thanks to Yingyi make me totally empty my pocket!! &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;She make me buy BBT&lt;/span&gt;. My one day $10 -allowance GONE!! Actually more than that by don't know how much. Go pop le! Plus tomorrow national day leh. Supposed to go &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Hougang Mall&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow but no $$ go also no fun. Going to spend my holidays doing this PROJECT that PROJECT. My life is so full of projects!!! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And like no one, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;absolutely n0 0nE is going to help me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  I have got to finish it all on my own! I am very "hardworking" when it comes to homework. Therefore, I have already planned to sacrifice my beauty sleep and work late which probably means I will have eye bags when I ge back to school beacuse I've been &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;burning midnight oil&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/3430705051630852723-827562728407985332?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/827562728407985332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=827562728407985332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/827562728407985332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/827562728407985332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/08/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-800001562353746020</id><published>2008-07-25T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T17:17:28.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One week never post already!!! Honestly, I don't like blogging actually. So since I am here, I might as well just recap on my week. But forgive me, I will have to blog boringly like anyone else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;MONDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literature. OkOk only lah&lt;br /&gt;English. BoRiNg..&lt;br /&gt;Recess&lt;br /&gt;P.W. Ohh.. It sucks&lt;br /&gt;Art. NEW PROJECT!!!:/Hate it dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Science.Mr Leow came in instead of goldfish. So freaky happy!!&lt;br /&gt;PE. M.O. Never came. Played basketball..&lt;br /&gt;Recess&lt;br /&gt;English. BoRiNg..&lt;br /&gt;Chinese. Cheng Guo Meis..&lt;br /&gt;Maths. OkOk only lah&lt;br /&gt;LCE. Project: Interview..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Literature. For that day, KIND OF (only) interesting&lt;br /&gt;Science Practical.Went to Science lab&lt;br /&gt;Recess&lt;br /&gt;Maths. (counted) Yawned 7 times&lt;br /&gt;History. Mr Er checked that our project is "not dead"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;THURSDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History. Only left 30 min because of assembly.&lt;br /&gt;English. BoRiNg..&lt;br /&gt;Recess&lt;br /&gt;Maths. Nothing much lah&lt;br /&gt;Chinese. Cheng Guo Meis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science Day!!! No idea what's that. Science programme were organised for us and don't know got what &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;break-the-code-game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly. Talks about science day&lt;br /&gt;History. Mindmap. Wasted too much time on decorating. Late when passing up.&lt;br /&gt;Science. 1st 20 mins on theory than rest of the time &lt;s&gt;went&lt;/s&gt; forced to &lt;s&gt;play&lt;/s&gt; do &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;break-the-code-game&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;Hardworking people like Adele&amp;amp;Company will finish. Turns out to be true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;D&amp;amp;T. Nothing much lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chinese. Cheng Guo Meis..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly, if you are reading this post, (which I hope you will) the note below is for you:&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT GO YOUR BLOG!!! dunno how come when I wan t go in, will jam my whole comp. No lie.&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;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-800001562353746020?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/800001562353746020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=800001562353746020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/800001562353746020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/800001562353746020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-week-never-post-already-honestly-i.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-6603878013498652369</id><published>2008-07-14T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T19:07:53.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need mask!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; High time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you believe it! &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Out of 8 people in the house, 5 ARE SICK!!!&lt;/span&gt; Ms Antibacterial is going to be sick!! 4 females 4 male, 3 female and 2 male are sick!! Of cause I am the female which IS NOT SICK. And I am really happy about it. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I need a mask!&lt;/span&gt; My house has 100 mask. My parents bought it during the SARS period. I, Gerlissa Chan, am going to wear it later and MAYBE tomorrow to school. I, Gerlissa Chan, have been one strong girl and hopes to continue beong strong in the following weeks. Pray for me. Thank you. Did I mention, today in the bus I was siting beside this HIHS girl ( I didn't know that many people in our school are from Khatib to Yishun) was&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; coughing and sneezing all the way!!&lt;/span&gt; I sure will have flu. In order to continue being healthy, I have made a rule on what to do. People who are interested may follow what I am doing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1)Wear a mask! It is a must.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2)Remember to bring a wet tissue beside you and use it for whatever you are touching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3)Bring hand Dettol santinizer so that you will be able to use it when you accidentally touch something dirty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a few I can think of now. I will be posting for more ideas as soon as I can think of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-6603878013498652369?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6603878013498652369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=6603878013498652369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6603878013498652369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6603878013498652369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/07/strong-me.html' title='Poor me!'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-6162821288156421459</id><published>2008-07-12T18:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T18:54:11.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing happened today. Just happen to open blog for Kim new blog skin. She lost all he contacts. That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-6162821288156421459?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6162821288156421459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=6162821288156421459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6162821288156421459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6162821288156421459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothing-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-7129531384756170267</id><published>2008-07-10T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:37:28.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SHXT6PtKgbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/4uEiM13t9E8/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221312340607795634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SHXT6PtKgbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/4uEiM13t9E8/s320/scan0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah ha! As I said, I will tell you more on how perfect my Sunday is. Firstly, like any other typical Sundays, I woke up as per normal. Did not know how perfect the day would be. Practiced organ for about 1 hr. Ate my breakfast. Went to organ at 1.45pm. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Started my first REAL grade 3 lesson!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My mother had to pay school fee so she went to draw money. when she was paying, countress told us that exam result WERE OUT ALREADY. Felt my heart skipping a beat. i did not want to see the slip for I fear that I will score lesser than what my teacher and, probably, parents wanted. Countress took out the slip. I covered m ears with both hands. Saw the countress smiling. Slowly removed hand from ears. Looked at my mother. Saw her shocked expression. Having to think that I will have to know my results by the end of that day, I heard her saying "90/100"!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I scored 90/100 (Distintions)!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; I became an angel.. I asked what was the Band. "&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;DISTINCTIONS&lt;/span&gt;"!!! So happy. Went into lesson. Teacher praised me at the same time, he said that I should have actually SCORED HIGHER??? So still need to work hard for next year's exam.. SIAN!!&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/3430705051630852723-7129531384756170267?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7129531384756170267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=7129531384756170267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7129531384756170267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/7129531384756170267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/07/perfect-sunday.html' title='The Perfect Sunday'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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/_laPHCuNMgjs/SHXT6PtKgbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/4uEiM13t9E8/s72-c/scan0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430705051630852723.post-861761500988039319</id><published>2008-07-10T15:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T17:02:37.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Saturdat went to Esplanade with Fourth Aunt to watch Soundwave, 12 to 12. The show rocks ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Geylang, sipaku Geylang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Geylang, si rama rama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pulang, marilah pulang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;marilah pulang bersama-sama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mari pulang, marilah pulang, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;marilah pulang bersama-sama.&lt;br /&gt;Kalu ada si jarom di patah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;janganlah simpan di dalam peti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kalu ada silap dan salah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;janganlah simpan di dalam peti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kalu ada silap dan salah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;janganlah simpan di dalam peti.&lt;br /&gt;Geylang, sipaku Geylang (Geylang!), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Geylang, si rama rama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pulang, marilah pulang, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;marilah pulang &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bersama-sama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mari pulang, marilah pulang, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;marilah pulang bersama-sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't think dirty ok. I am not anything like Timothy.It is only that this song was played in the show. Briefly, the play is about Bryan, a songwriter, arrives in Singapore after spending many years abroad. having 24 hours in transit before his next flight, he takes a walk through the strrets of Singapore and is overcome by nostalgia upon seeing the familiar yet comforting sights of hus childhood. Along the way, Bryan stumbles into a dark alley where he is shocked to see Bella, a beautiful trapped by a powerful spell. She can only be freed when she regains -within 24 hours-thre songs stolen from her. The drama begins when she enlists Bryan's help. Mystery adventure and romance unfold as Bryan and Bella chase time , in search of a song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday was extremely good. EVERYTHING went well. And when I say everything, I mean everything. Don't believe right?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will tell you more in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday was Youth Day. Bad day of spending it. Went to Toa Payoh Library for science project. Pathetic right? The worst thing is no choice have to group up with Beverly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lately Kimberly, Claris and me have been hanging out a lot together. Good thing. We almost group up for all the project together. So happy. Claris ROX. So does ELMO!!! Hope a new girl, not like Beverly comes to our school so that we don't need to group upp with Beverly in any occation. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss ELMO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-861761500988039319?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/861761500988039319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=861761500988039319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/861761500988039319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/861761500988039319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-saturdat-went-to-esplanade-with.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-4401022965650150346</id><published>2008-07-04T17:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:37:29.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SG35ONxKvHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rwjOOahC2Hk/s1600-h/My+bake+rice+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219101565801643122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SG35ONxKvHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rwjOOahC2Hk/s320/My+bake+rice+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my bake rice. I cooked it all on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SG34zEqIAII/AAAAAAAAAD4/gCG6b7lFWUc/s1600-h/How+it+got+cook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219101099499716738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SG34zEqIAII/AAAAAAAAAD4/gCG6b7lFWUc/s320/How+it+got+cook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what it looks like when it is in the oven. And look at my glass oven.. Whaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SG34rq7ZmhI/AAAAAAAAADw/AcUvNgWJ_P0/s1600-h/Cutie+mj+n+cheryl+kok.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219100972333767186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SG34rq7ZmhI/AAAAAAAAADw/AcUvNgWJ_P0/s320/Cutie+mj+n+cheryl+kok.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cuties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SG34fQUXI6I/AAAAAAAAADo/Z4rg8lJH1cU/s1600-h/Kim+cheryl+mj.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219100759032275874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SG34fQUXI6I/AAAAAAAAADo/Z4rg8lJH1cU/s320/Kim+cheryl+mj.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took this in class with a teacher in the class some more.(the "bravos")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SG32nnhZZcI/AAAAAAAAADg/OyfafX7quxY/s1600-h/E+jap+gums.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219098703676663234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SG32nnhZZcI/AAAAAAAAADg/OyfafX7quxY/s320/E+jap+gums.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a packet of CHEWING gum not bubble gums all the way from Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SG32ahkeCOI/AAAAAAAAADY/zWdz38qK6EQ/s1600-h/Mj+wif+her+kiddy+meal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219098478740637922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SG32ahkeCOI/AAAAAAAAADY/zWdz38qK6EQ/s320/Mj+wif+her+kiddy+meal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MJ with her stupid Kiddy lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SG32SWSsPKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Rjnv0CKtJuU/s1600-h/Mj%27s+sakae+rice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219098338274327714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laPHCuNMgjs/SG32SWSsPKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Rjnv0CKtJuU/s320/Mj%27s+sakae+rice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She technically forced me to pay 50% of this meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-4401022965650150346?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4401022965650150346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=4401022965650150346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4401022965650150346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/4401022965650150346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-my-bake-rice.html' title=''/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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/_laPHCuNMgjs/SG35ONxKvHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rwjOOahC2Hk/s72-c/My+bake+rice+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430705051630852723.post-2301390214340712828</id><published>2008-06-26T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T15:40:48.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"spin"</title><content type='html'>Haha to day was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;School ended at 11.30am AM!!!&lt;br /&gt;That's the best time table I have ever had in years/life you can say.&lt;br /&gt;Last period was math. Supposed to stay back cause didn't do math homework properly. Then don't know how, escaped.&lt;br /&gt;Because security don't allow us go out before 12.30,&lt;br /&gt;we played &lt;s&gt;true or dare&lt;/s&gt; dare or daredare&lt;br /&gt;Made up by us to avoid people from answering true because if everybody chooses true than no fun what wright?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so we play like mad. In the whole canteen we were the noisies.&lt;br /&gt;I kena twice if I am not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Walao. The peanut so funny lor.. Ask him do pole dancing. He very &lt;em&gt;guai. &lt;/em&gt;Then after that asked him to "spin" the bottle. Maybe it was because of he didn't get what we wanted him to do, he repeated pole dancing and "spined" around the pole.&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly never see so long grow so tall. I still remained at my same height. Short short short.&lt;br /&gt;Even Minjun seemed to grow a bit taller. I feel so short with kim. No choice.. cannot do anything to speed up growing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-2301390214340712828?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2301390214340712828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=2301390214340712828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2301390214340712828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/2301390214340712828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/06/spin.html' title='&quot;spin&quot;'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. Get lost if you're not happy at all</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917365939680035906</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-3430705051630852723.post-8154088851556118197</id><published>2008-06-23T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T18:45:29.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School reopen</title><content type='html'>School reopen le. So fast right? It is like today Holiday tomorrow it end!!!??? hai... next holiday is like dunno how many second/minutes/hours/weeks/months lor. Sian.. Luckily we changed lit teacher.. Walao.. the "lum lum lum"(as wat Kim calls him) dunno teach wat one lor.. Scold scold scold.. teach teach teach.. Even when we dun understand still teach teach teach.. Now the lit teacher I think she graduate from Mi-Gook(America) University lor. Her accent is like so ang mor.&lt;br /&gt;EnGlIsH need do blog.Hai.. After "escaping" from blog like dunno how long only than need do blog. Sian.. Nothing to do that's why do blogging lor. Kim loves blogging.Totally opposite.&lt;br /&gt;REcEsS no place to sit that's why I bought Terriyaki Chicken Bread.&lt;br /&gt;PrOjEcT wOrK wabiang holiday do until now also haven't finish. People also haven't do yet Kim rush rush rush. So everyone started doing.&lt;br /&gt;ArT nothing to say except that that Yuxuan keep touching my stationery. So irritating..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-8154088851556118197?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8154088851556118197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=8154088851556118197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8154088851556118197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/8154088851556118197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/06/school-reopen.html' title='School reopen'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. 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Just to avoid people conplaining to me about how dead my blog is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430705051630852723-6800092196469253072?l=dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6800092196469253072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3430705051630852723&amp;postID=6800092196469253072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6800092196469253072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430705051630852723/posts/default/6800092196469253072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dear-dumb-blog.blogspot.com/2008/06/ajhfihqeurhjkdf.html' title='ajhfihqeurhjkdf'/><author><name>I do anything I want to. 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