<?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-2349718205422112655</id><updated>2011-06-13T13:48:53.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is but my own canvas...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-7140890727528395852</id><published>2009-03-12T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:15:49.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RELINK!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha, I can't believe I forgot to tell you guys I moved. ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.orange-lullbies.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ORANGE-LULLABIES.BS.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-7140890727528395852?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7140890727528395852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=7140890727528395852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7140890727528395852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7140890727528395852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2009/03/relink-ha-ha-i-cant-believe-i-forgot-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-4438763775962239908</id><published>2009-02-24T11:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T11:24:21.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Swee! skiving off chinese class, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;gao lao shi damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;we're doing the chinese project now, ha ha sian.&lt;br /&gt;she came to like check on our slides,&lt;br /&gt;and was reading through the captions and all, then she came to the gay one with xie ke and enoch, and valerie wrote there "fu mo bi ci",&lt;br /&gt;and gao lao shi was like "tian ah!" and cancelled the thing, HA HA&lt;br /&gt;we were like laughing about it for quite long lorh, lol.&lt;br /&gt;rachel just like told a very non-sick joke, and vanessa is like, foaming! lawl :D&lt;br /&gt;meh, fanfiction is not cooperating with me.&lt;br /&gt;i can't sign in, so I can't post my new storyyy... ha ha :D ANOTHER NARUSASU!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;D ha ha. it's like, will be more... serious than the rest?&lt;br /&gt;lol, the rest were all pure crack and all, yeah. :D&lt;br /&gt;MAN SHIT LA LATER. SIAN SIAN SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;just thinking about it makes me sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;did I mention I fell asleep in maths B? lol.&lt;br /&gt;I was like, thinking thinking thinking then fell asleep, lawl.&lt;br /&gt;OOH GAO LAO SHI COMING, BYEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-4438763775962239908?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4438763775962239908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=4438763775962239908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4438763775962239908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4438763775962239908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/swee-skiving-off-chinese-class-ha-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-8861756045681010915</id><published>2009-02-18T07:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T07:40:13.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello&lt;br /&gt;i am blogging from mushroom!!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha lol.&lt;br /&gt;siannn.&lt;br /&gt;because some people complain that i don't post and that my blog is dead.&lt;br /&gt;SO I POST NOW.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha&lt;br /&gt;i tell you today damn retarded.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up late. at like 6.35 am, lol.&lt;br /&gt;then is like, i told valerie i meet her early today at mushroom, so i was like panicking and smsed her that i might be late.&lt;br /&gt;then guess what?!?!&lt;br /&gt;SHE SAY SHE ALSO WAKE UP LATE, FREAK. at like, SEVEN.&lt;br /&gt;wthhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;ah mans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-8861756045681010915?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8861756045681010915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=8861756045681010915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/8861756045681010915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/8861756045681010915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-i-am-blogging-from-mushroom-ha-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-7235256563284746863</id><published>2009-02-09T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:21:21.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;sians! haha, blogging at the mushroom with &lt;u&gt;RALEVIE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. SOMEONE COMPLAINED THAT I DIDN'T MENTION HER ENOUGH IN MY BLOGS.&lt;br /&gt;lol &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;RALEVIE was super sian just now, and like just said hi to a pair of chung cheng girls randomly, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;SIAN SIAN SIANNNNN.&lt;br /&gt;tian li just called.&lt;br /&gt;scolded me for not meeting her for lunch! :D&lt;br /&gt;ha ha. called me on RALEVIE's phone, lol cos i didn't hear my own. AGAIN. &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;lolz. meeting her here at like 3.30 later.&lt;br /&gt;with tabitha and the rest going for like the choir auditions later...&lt;br /&gt;swee! will be SO FUN!&lt;br /&gt;and YANNING IS FREAKING IN TJ TOO!&lt;br /&gt;she will prolly join choir too! ha ha. just like old times.&lt;br /&gt;oh. &lt;u&gt;V&lt;/u&gt;ALE&lt;u&gt;R&lt;/u&gt;IE just complained that I shouldn't spell her name as &lt;u&gt;R&lt;/u&gt;ALE&lt;u&gt;V&lt;/u&gt;IE. okay. &gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;she's changing her blog skin now. hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I'm trying to convince her to try out for choir too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;not working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;hm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;h aha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;how come my msn in not working?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;homg 1b girls went to swensens?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;MAN. i feel ostracised! T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;oh, it's working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;the msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ah wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I'll go do something more productive now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;BYEE~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-7235256563284746863?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7235256563284746863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=7235256563284746863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7235256563284746863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7235256563284746863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/sians-haha-blogging-at-mushroom-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-5192552255715829936</id><published>2009-02-03T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:37:51.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wlau!&lt;br /&gt;msn got problem again.&lt;br /&gt;I cnt log in!&lt;br /&gt;I like was talking to pei ru, lin ying, jeremiah, and a few other ppl cnt remember, then I went away for awhile cos my mother called me for something.&lt;br /&gt;then is like, when I came back, the thing say cnt log in lah, wth.&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and, I realised I forgot to mention in my previous post. I realised steven in like, from ngee ann too! so darned cool, lol. even though he transferred out in p4 or something, it still counts, partially! ha ha &gt;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-5192552255715829936?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5192552255715829936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=5192552255715829936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/5192552255715829936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/5192552255715829936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/wlau-msn-got-problem-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-8379448319915800377</id><published>2009-02-03T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:07:50.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to change my url.&lt;br /&gt;this one is getting sian...&lt;br /&gt;ha ha, but I've no time today.&lt;br /&gt;I'll do it some time later... or tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of orangelullabies.bs.com currently.&lt;br /&gt;actually I dun even know if it's available, but lol.&lt;br /&gt;not much time to blog today...&lt;br /&gt;only will highlight certain things...&lt;br /&gt;my 2.45 sucked cos I walked half the time again. no motivation somehow, today.&lt;br /&gt;we only had 5 min break cos PE ate into it.&lt;br /&gt;humanes lecture was quite okay.&lt;br /&gt;chinese also quite normal.&lt;br /&gt;music and art was quite nice; we watched a video halfway; no time to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see why some people found it boring and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;valerie kuku and I thought it was quite interesting, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;lunch also only 20 min cos music and art ate into it.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end we only had like chicken rice in the school canteen.&lt;br /&gt;MEP was also quite okay.&lt;br /&gt;we had to split into 2 groups, A and B, and make up quizzes for the other group.&lt;br /&gt;I was in A together with weiling, samantha, and vanessa.&lt;br /&gt;B was the rest of the people.&lt;br /&gt;I think my group's questions were seriously easier than the questions they set for us lah.&lt;br /&gt;we failed in the end, I think. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I was also very sian, and like drawing the fake cuts on my arm again.&lt;br /&gt;I asked the teacher for a plaster, and she was like why? so I showed her the 'cuts' and she was like "OMGG!! What happened? When?!" she was like also thinking of sending me to counselling!&lt;br /&gt;L.O.L.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha, she was like damn diao when I told her it was fake!&lt;br /&gt;lol did I mention weiling lost her ezlink card, and I went with her to look for it before music art and so was slightly late?&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;I just did!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo. gtg ler!&lt;br /&gt;HOMEWORK. D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally dunno how to do physics.&lt;br /&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;byee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-8379448319915800377?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8379448319915800377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=8379448319915800377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/8379448319915800377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/8379448319915800377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-want-to-change-my-url.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-6515178056481549360</id><published>2009-02-02T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:59:45.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean it this time. Not like the previous post, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ha ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i reached school at about... 6.48... yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt really guilty when my mom offered to send me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she looked damn tired lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she sent me, anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, then when I went to tap the ezlink in the morning I met tian shu, and we like went to class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, and lin ying and samantha were already there, and tabitha was late. D&lt;&gt;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol then we were like compiling the research, and trying to understand the experiments and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we like ran for flag raising, cos we were like going to be late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the way there, I saw these 2 guys wearing chung cheng uniform, and on a totally random whim, I started waving, and was like "HI HI! I'M FROM CHUNG CHENG TOO!"&lt;br /&gt;it was so damn LOL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lin ying later said that the guys were like wondering who I was referring to, cos they were like saying "you lah." "no you lah." "no you lah." etc. etc. LOLLLLLL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyway, when we reached the assembly ground, the first person I saw was tian hong, and she like had lots of bandages on the right side of her body, and I was like, "omg, what happened to you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she answered very casually, as if it was nothing. "oh, I got knocked by a lorry."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like double taking while she was there seeming as if it's an everyday occurence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I was like "ZOMGGG. WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN SCHOOL?! YOU SHOULD BE LIKE, RESTING AT HOME!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then she like, smiled, and said something along the lines of "no i'm fine".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he right eye was also red. it was... unnerving. scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then flag raising was starting, so I had to go and line up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weiling and valerie were like telling me how they thought I wasn't going to come, and that we ponn school together, LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then during chem, we didn't even have to present the thing, because there was no time, and mr foo had to rush off to give the j1s a talk, so yeah, we had about half an hour free time, most of which I spent multi tasking, rotating between maths A hmk, chinese noticeboard thing, and getting everyone to sign the card I got for tianhong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was actually quite lucky lah, actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually the card thing was meant for gao lao shi, but my printer had some weird problem, and I thought oh heck, why not just bring the extra one to school in case the other one gets mucked up, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I used it to get everyone to sign a get well soon thing for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and hey, it was really weird how so many people said "but she's recovered already what".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't you see the bandages?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if she's healed, she wouldn't need them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah anyway, too bad jasmine didn't get to sign them; she didn't come today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, then I also stayed in for the whole break to do maths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so guai right? right? ha ha :D&lt;br /&gt;lol in the end I managed to finish by maths period, which was like right after break.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, maths was boring as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe it's easier to stay awake during humanities than during maths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chinese was a bit... on edge. we were a bit worried about the project and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we did like, some exercise on different zuo wen ti mu, like getting the main plot when she gave us the title.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she later explained why it was important and all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, the class was quite usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the lesson we passed her the card thing, and she looked at valerie and asked if it was a love letter. LAWL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, LA was bearable because I was looking forward to bubble tea, ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was damn retarded, we're supposed to do character sypnosis, and I STUPIDLY chose samneric, because I thought that since they come out so little in the book, it was be easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but actually, it was DAMN HARD simply BECAUSE they come out so little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do they come out little? I dunno. I didn't actually complete the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think reading up to chapter 2 and a half and finishing the rest on wikipedia counts as completing the book, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crap lah. we should have like chosen jack or something. he's easier. MUUUUCH easier. man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh wells. and LA is first period tomorrow. just... try and put something random together. ha ha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we also had some quiz on the whole book. getting 17.5 out of 25 is good, for someone who didn't finish past chapter 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might get additional marks too... for the bonus question section.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're not sure if it's counted yet or not... but I hope so. currently I got like A2, so it should be quite good lah, not counting the bonus marks. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah then we went to the IT place to fix valerie, samantha, lin ying and tabitha's tablets, because all of them had some problem or another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;joey and i were like damn sian, so after like 15 min, we decided to like go and buy our bubble tea first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we came back, we saw valerie and lin ying, and valerie was like damn hungry, ha ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she apparently called/smsed the both of us to try to get us to help her buy, but none of us heard anything, ha ha because we were guai and kept the phones on silent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyway, there was really no time already, so we went back to class, and did the maths B for like another 5 min before it was 2.10, and gao lao shi came to evaluate our board thing.&lt;br /&gt;it seemed like a really long time, but i think it was actually only about 10 mintues or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we packed up and went to the canteen, because the aunty was like chasing us out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the canteen we met samantha and tabitha, and we started some impromptu study session kind of thing, where we were all chioning to finish maths B, ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished like third; joey and lin ying finished first. they started doing the maths a hmk 2, but when they kept getting different answers, they gave up, ha ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;joey went home, lin ying started reading manga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started doing the MEP homework, and tabitha and samantha were like playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it started when tabitha took out her phone and started taking photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she took one with sam, then took one of me and lin ying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then tabitha started making these really funny faces, and she told us some weird random joke about the 3 different types of laughter, and it was so damn STUPID!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we like played 50% of the time lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got pics! :D yes, I finally got my hands on a cable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I borrowed my mum's... I'll never let the maid see it again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she keeps hiding my stuff. chargers, cables, etc. all the electronic wiry things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, on to the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298151017880066962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SYbQR6sdm5I/AAAAAAAAAWE/6bMzecR87mE/s320/DSC00054+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;tabby's tabby cat eyes! hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298151021860060978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SYbQSJhXfzI/AAAAAAAAAWU/onWFRtYV-pU/s320/DSC00344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;some random photo i took accidentally of tabitha trying to snatch her phone back to see the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298151015264967762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SYbQRw8-XFI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Xm4-iectjLs/s320/DSC00343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;tabby being really angry about not getting it back!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha, don't worry, she was fine after that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ha ha anyways, I've crapped long enough. I'll give your irises a rest &gt;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-6515178056481549360?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6515178056481549360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=6515178056481549360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/6515178056481549360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/6515178056481549360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-was-really-fun-ha-ha-d-i-mean-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sDnPBbJdieE/SYbQR6sdm5I/AAAAAAAAAWE/6bMzecR87mE/s72-c/DSC00054+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-726919144724220600</id><published>2009-01-30T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:52:37.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was... an 'incredible' day. Really. A really... action-packed day.&lt;br /&gt;I've recently got an idea. I'll write lists on my blog, to like sort of organise my thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;So today, I'll write 25 reasons why today is a fantastic day. Make myself feel happier. I realised that it actually cheers me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ABIGAIL'S LIST OF WHY TODAY IS A FANTASTIC DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I got time to blog! After an eternity, like. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My tablet is superbly heavy.&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing because I can learn to appreciate my previous vaio. I've named my tablet Vanilla Sunshine by the way. On a retarded whim :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I managed to complete all my assignments that were due today!&lt;br /&gt;I feel really really proud of myself for completing that &lt;s&gt;horrid&lt;/s&gt; workload all in ONE NIGHT! :D and guess what? I went to bed at 11.45! Amazing, right? I am like, WONDERFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I managed to get to school at 7.03 (the ezlink card reader said so) today.&lt;br /&gt;A minute earlier than yesterday, even though I left home 15 minutes late (cos I was chionging the LA, which i managed to complete! as covered in point 3.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The weather today is nice :D&lt;br /&gt;aw come on, stop the crap that that's a cheesy line. It seriously is luh. It actually was drizzling when I was walking in from the bus stop! When was the freaking last time it rained? And, this morning, it was very dark even when it was already 7 and all. The darkness was peaceful :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I came up with an awesome theory!&lt;br /&gt;It is now very windy because of the rise in temperature. There is wind because of convectional currents set up by the warm air rising and all, and the cooler air has to rush back down to replace the air, right? So now, since the temperature's risen, there's like more warm air rising, and hence more wind. :D&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of a bad thing, the global warming thing, but at least we get to enjoy strong windy days before we all descend to doom right? &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I survived PE.&lt;br /&gt;By walking through half the way, and still clocking 16 mintues :D it was freaking... relaxed. Surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I got caught my Mr Tong for not changing out of the PE shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Well. It's a good thing because now I will remember to bring something to change into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I didn't finish my MEP homework on harmony.&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing because I would've wasted time finishing it anyway, since most everyone in the class didn't make it past exercise 5. Made me actually feel good I managed to reach exercise 7. And half of 8. &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The chinese test was okay.&lt;br /&gt;I might even pass! That's something amazing, considering I only studied for half an hour last night, and about 10 mintues this morning. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I got scolded by gao lao shi.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing because now I know not to bail out and get lazy on projects. And I get to practice writing more si han, because ku ku and I decided to write her a letter of apology. AND we get to present on monday, although it has to be exeptionally good because gao lao shi is seriously pissed with us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I'm home, and not doing homework!&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that might get you scratching your scalp and thinking, has abigail gone off her rocker? How is that a good thing? The build-up will kill her! Well. It's good because... it's good to relax once in a while. Even though that means I'd have to pull another last-minute miracle later on... I don't mind. Remember how adept I am at such things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. It's freaking FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Yes! My favourite day. Even though this friday is really bad and all. But still. It marks the beginning of the weekend, and more time with Carlyle! That's my piano, for all of you out there who don't know. And, no, I didn't name him after that twilight guy. I named him BEFORE the book even came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. We're having steamboat for dinner today, with Uncle Henry.&lt;br /&gt;He's the wonderful guy who gave us all iPhones! Even though they were fakes and from China. Hey, at least I didn't patronize the actual apple company. I must remain loyal to my dad's company, mircosoft! Go Xbox! (someone hide the Wii.) Even though I am a tad sick of steamboat, oh wells. It's CNY, after all. The hong baos make up for it! &gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I got the score for Kiss the Rain by Yiruma!&lt;br /&gt;I can start on it soon. The weekend is here, after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I just remembered! I realised that a few of the lockers in TJC are damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;Valerie pointed it out to me today, and I couldn't believe I didn't realise it before. They are all grey, except for some which are yellow, and the yellow ones spell out "TJC"! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. TOMORROW IS SATURDAY.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what that means? KIDS CENTRAL IN THE MORNING! I didn't get to watch for a super long time. In fact, I don't think I've watched them since... last year? ZOMG. I don't even know whether my favourites are still airing. Oh well. I'll see tomorrow; that is, if I even wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I can sleep till 12 tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Although I've never really done that before. Last time I tried, I woke up at 11 with a splitting headache. I don't do well sleeping late into the afternoon. Never mind. I'll try. But wait... I wouldn't be able to catch my cartoons! Ah... I'll worry about it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. They're showing Ghost Whisperer today on channel five!&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I'm a fan :D even though I missed some crucial episodes... that's what the flashbacks and youtube is for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I don't have piano today!&lt;br /&gt;Yicha term break! *sighs* it's a GREAT relief. I didn't manage to practice AT ALL this week. A new record, even for me. What can I say, it's CNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I realised Vanilla doesn't have memory space problems like my Vaio!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so happy. It was really irritating then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I get to go to my cousin's house tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;I think. I love playing with my cousins. My mom would wonder if I'm really four, trapped in a fourteen year old body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I realised I can only make my IC next year.&lt;br /&gt;Since my birthday is in the tail end of November. I can only make the IC when I'm 15, right? Man. So it'll be next year... at least I'm better than lin ying. Her bday's on 30th of december! It's good because... I won't feel so old! Ha ha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. My bro bought me cookies!&lt;br /&gt;Hee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I didn't really have to wait long for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;The first time round, I waited really long. But it was a good thing, because if the bus had come earlier, I wouldn't have been able to rush back to school to explain to gao lao shi why I thought we could go home. Then after the session with her, the bus came really fast, and I was talking with natasha on the way back :D it's nice to have someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! I actually have lots of other things to write, but I think 25 is a nice number.&lt;br /&gt;I have to dash, anyways :D&lt;br /&gt;Byee! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-726919144724220600?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/726919144724220600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=726919144724220600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/726919144724220600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/726919144724220600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-3774203478031286123</id><published>2009-01-21T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:10:08.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>swee, caught 赤壁下today with the rest of the cohort and some TA2s at kallang :D&lt;br /&gt;i can acutally understand, ZOMG!&lt;br /&gt;lol, partially cos there was english subs, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i freakish prolly wun be able to make it to go back to cchms on fri cos they say that school will end at around 12.30 to 1!!&lt;br /&gt;the atrocity of it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. and i was SO looking forward to it too!&lt;br /&gt;haizzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. that's what next time is for! :D&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;i gtg do homework. didn't finish my LA yesterday D:&lt;br /&gt;bye~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-3774203478031286123?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3774203478031286123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=3774203478031286123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3774203478031286123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3774203478031286123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/swee-caught-today-with-rest-of-cohort.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-7516470308961461141</id><published>2009-01-20T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:05:47.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee, haven't posted in a long time!&lt;br /&gt;and no pics either, because of a misplaced cable (again).&lt;br /&gt;lol, anyway, school's picking up, proper lessons have started.&lt;br /&gt;MEP is like... i dunno, cheem. lol.&lt;br /&gt;everyone there is like so darned smart!&lt;br /&gt;but partially because some of them have taken MEP lessons before in their old school.&lt;br /&gt;blame it all on chung cheng who only allowed us to take MEP at sec 3. ha ha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, chinese is, actually rather surprisingly... not as bad as i thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;maybe for now. i dunno, i'll just pretend to be dumb, and enjoy the current non-stress, fun lessons.&lt;br /&gt;today was darned retarded.&lt;br /&gt;valerie kuku was like scribbling the answers on the plastic thing, lol, and it was like hardly legible!&lt;br /&gt;it was so darned fun! &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;in the end we got like only 36 points. a lot of other groups also had 36 points.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and i think it was what, red that got 46 points.&lt;br /&gt;let's all go kill them! lol hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humanes lecture was quite okay also... the teacher was just going through basic skills.&lt;br /&gt;she's quite nice also. she was talking about justifying answers, and she was giving the example that she and the other teacher always say that it is very good to eat chocolates because they make you happy, so must eat more, lol.&lt;br /&gt;then there was another example question, something about healthy breakfast, and some ppl were like KFC, and burger king, and enoch was like salad, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, speaking of which, the MEP teacher was like asking enoch how to pronounce his name, and was like pronouncing the 'och' at the back like how ackmed asks people to pronounce his 'ack'.&lt;br /&gt;you know, like sounding like you have phlegm in your throat.&lt;br /&gt;ackmed was like, when prompted to spell his name, "A... C... phlegm..." LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for lunch, kuku, spastic and me went out to get bubble tea and chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;(lol, i sound like i'm travelling with a group of mentally challenged people!)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, they went to the stage AGAIN to eat, and when we were just about done, we saw some TA2s coming, i think jia xin, jeremiah and another girl.&lt;br /&gt;then they were like, "why are you here?"&lt;br /&gt;so i said "cos they want to eat here"&lt;br /&gt;then jeremiah said "but all the TA2s are like coming here for lunch later ley."&lt;br /&gt;so we were like omg, quickly siam, otherwise damn paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;so we were leaving, when we saw like another group of people coming, and weiling was like "oh shit oh shit!"&lt;br /&gt;HA HA&lt;br /&gt;i mean it's like damn retarded! when i say it like this it doesn't sound funny but at that time it was seriously retarded lah.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, then weiling saw gabriel, and was like "ay ay abigail! gabriel gabriel!"&lt;br /&gt;then i was like blank for a while, huh gabriel so what? then i realised that we were collecting the signature and he hasn't signed it yet, so i was like "huh? OH OH!"&lt;br /&gt;but then in the end we decided to like procrastinate for the thousandth time, and ask him to sign tomorrow, cos it's like damn paiseh, with all the TA2s there.&lt;br /&gt;it was damn lol lah~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE was quite tiring. lol.&lt;br /&gt;not used to running after not doing much for so long, but it was quite okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, gtg already. got freakish MEP research and LA homework. sianz man. D:&lt;br /&gt;bye~ :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-7516470308961461141?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7516470308961461141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=7516470308961461141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7516470308961461141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7516470308961461141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/whee-havent-posted-in-long-time-and-no.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-8991891317503131597</id><published>2009-01-14T20:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:31:59.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>swee!&lt;br /&gt;TJ is the LOVE :D&lt;br /&gt;and HUZZAH, i'm friggin in 1B 09~!!! whee!&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;weiling and i are in the same class, YOSH!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha :D&lt;br /&gt;sad, si hui is in 1a.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno who else are in 1b, but i hope they are a nice fun bunch :D&lt;br /&gt;hee, these past 3 days i've been stoning through orientation, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;not warmed up yet.&lt;br /&gt;wait until a high catches me, hee.&lt;br /&gt;but overall i'd say the orientation was quite fun, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;oh, yeah yeah,&lt;br /&gt;dory is my direct senior! whee! ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;hey hey i realised something!&lt;br /&gt;dory and corni rhymes! lol. it's so tiring to say/type/whatever cornelius. lol.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha gabriel doesn't rhyme anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i met a girl from incendia, angshuang, who's taking the same bus as meeeee!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha. we were talking a damn lot on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;it's fun, ha ha. but i don't think she's in the same class as me, or i would've remembered.&lt;br /&gt;and, speaking of bus, after school today, i was walking down from the hall right, to go to the bus stop to look for si hui who, ahem, DIDN'T WAIT FOR ME. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;lol, anyway, i was like talking to her on the phone, so i sala went wrong direction and went to some LT place, which is like a direct opposite from the gates, lol so paiseh!&lt;br /&gt;hee. by the time i went there she'd already left, so evil right?!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;yeah then i met angshuang, yeah, and started talking all the way from the bus stop to the stop she had to go down.&lt;br /&gt;she goes... i think 1 or 2 stops down before me.&lt;br /&gt;yeaps. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went back to choir today for fun&lt;br /&gt;cos i was walking back from the bus stop, and i was going to pass by cchms,&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to go for fun!&lt;br /&gt;i saw kisame, YAY!&lt;br /&gt;haha. they were doing the cny prep. hee.&lt;br /&gt;it's the same old boring songs we sang last year, lol.&lt;br /&gt;i was like high, and all&lt;br /&gt;so i was yabbering away about nonsense to zann and pei ru they all.&lt;br /&gt;and zann was wondering if i had taken coffee or anything, lawl.&lt;br /&gt;and christina and pei ru came up with a theory of their own that i'd met a guy, that's why i was high,&lt;br /&gt;*bimbotic tone* which is SO not the case~!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get much of a look at the new sec ones, cos they were mixed with the sops.&lt;br /&gt;there's already a bella-the-beast number two.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;wonder what will happen during SYF.&lt;br /&gt;lol it was damn retarded cos i went to the choir room first, but before i reached level three, i had this misconception that they were at the music room, so i walked all the way to the music room, to find that it was locked.&lt;br /&gt;so i had to friggin walk back around the friggin lake back to the choir room, for like what, 5 minutes?&lt;br /&gt;before they said they want to go over to the music room.&lt;br /&gt;i was like damn wth lah, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;and the music room now looks... weird. ha ha. after the sound-proofing and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMIGHEE, I JUST REALISED I DUN HAVE TO GO FOR PIANO ON FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;cos of O. nite. hee.&lt;br /&gt;but shit, i have to call my teacher and tell her... damn. sure kena. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhooo... i wanna go manga now! :D&lt;br /&gt;bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-8991891317503131597?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8991891317503131597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=8991891317503131597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/8991891317503131597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/8991891317503131597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/swee-tj-is-love-d-and-huzzah-im-friggin.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-1108235321174647582</id><published>2009-01-11T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T15:55:37.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quiz, tagged by pei ru D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What's your current ringtone?&lt;br /&gt;accidentally in love. it's happy and gay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What's your current wallpaper?&lt;br /&gt;eh, some chibi naruto thing i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you own a picture phone?&lt;br /&gt;yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If so, what was the last picture you took?&lt;br /&gt;A low-quality screen shot of Ursula from The Little Mermaid shaking her booty when explaining the importance of body language to Ariel, haha! My sis and bro and I were laughing like shite, hee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Go to your text message inbox and type what the 10th message was?&lt;br /&gt;The average is about 12 songs per album then all those weird bonus tracks. - Pei Ru.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. We were discussing album lengths. The shortest one I saw before was 6 tracks long, LOL. She was smsing me in church... naughty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How many contacts do you have on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;uhh, 200+?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who was the last person you spoke to on your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;Monty~! i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What service do you have?&lt;br /&gt;singtel :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. At this very moment, how many bars do you have for your service?&lt;br /&gt;5 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who's on your speed dial numbers?&lt;br /&gt;nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you have voice mail?&lt;br /&gt;nup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How many contacts do you have that start with the letter 'J' and who are they?&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah, Jia Yi, Jia Wen, Joanna, Joanne, Joel, Joey, Jolene, Jomel, Josephene(piano teacher), Joycelyn, Julian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who do you call the most?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno, i don't really call. i sms most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. How many text messages do you get in a month.&lt;br /&gt;never counted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Can you send pictures?&lt;br /&gt;yup, but don't bother to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What are the first two digits to your cell number?&lt;br /&gt;91&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What was the last message in your 'Sent' folder?&lt;br /&gt;10 bucks. Okay lah. - Pei ru.&lt;br /&gt;Lol! Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What about the 15th?&lt;br /&gt;I found her! - Adele&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I can't even remember what it was about, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who's the last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;... isn't this a repeat question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Last person that texted you?&lt;br /&gt;Pei Ru :D about the band &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Last person you added to your contacts?&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How many minutes are on your plan?&lt;br /&gt;100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Go down to your 5th contact. Who is it?&lt;br /&gt;Val :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Tag 5 people to do this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;Julian, Sili, Fifi, Christina, Zann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So irritating, I had to type out everything since pei ru locked the copy function D&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-1108235321174647582?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1108235321174647582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=1108235321174647582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/1108235321174647582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/1108235321174647582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/quiz-tagged-by-pei-ru-d-1.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-4314415334741861208</id><published>2009-01-11T15:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T15:19:46.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.dnaindia.com/report.asp?newsid=1219097&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO AND SEE.&lt;br /&gt;it's darned wth lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-4314415334741861208?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4314415334741861208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=4314415334741861208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4314415334741861208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4314415334741861208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-6605415490337454799</id><published>2009-01-08T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:06:43.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Julian in a jinx.&lt;br /&gt;I swear.&lt;br /&gt;Even when we aren't in the same school anymore, her bad luck manages to find me somehow.&lt;br /&gt;really. I must hand it to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say... I'll be lucky to get away without a lawsuit. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Wow. First post in forever, and it's so bleak.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;Not entirely my fault either.&lt;br /&gt;Although... my laziness might be partially to blame.&lt;br /&gt;Partially.&lt;br /&gt;Slightly.&lt;br /&gt;Insubstatially.&lt;br /&gt;I think I might have to hire rachel's mom or her dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. On to better, brighter happier things.&lt;br /&gt;The new song is coming along fine. I got stuck with the first, so I just wrote another on a whim.&lt;br /&gt;It's one-third on paper already. The voice part, at least.&lt;br /&gt;I still have to work on the accompaniments and everything.&lt;br /&gt;But I think this will come along fine... and it should be fully written out latest by the end of this month, and that's even if I'm busy.&lt;br /&gt;The recording with pei ru and gang, now, that would take more time.&lt;br /&gt;AND not to mention, we have to look for the instrumentalists.&lt;br /&gt;No matter... we'll worry about crossing the bridge when it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoo... all things considered... I'm actually in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because... I nearly saw blood &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;I really &lt;s&gt;hate&lt;/s&gt; strongly dislike that yabbering idiot.&lt;br /&gt;She deserves it, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Although my mother might get sued by unreasonable parents.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously... whining and whimpering and crying like a baby over a small bite.&lt;br /&gt;Goodness. I have no idea of how she will acutally survive in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Have to run now anyway.&lt;br /&gt;An impending storm is brewing and I need to try and remedy it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-6605415490337454799?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6605415490337454799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=6605415490337454799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/6605415490337454799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/6605415490337454799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/julian-in-jinx.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-9174724319365817023</id><published>2008-12-30T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:55:13.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee sian, i realised that i havent blogged in an eternity.&lt;br /&gt;and, i have also belatedly realised that, tomorrow is the last day of the year!&lt;br /&gt;wow. i am lag.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i knew it was coming soon, sometime this week, but i only just realised that... it's tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;christmas passed in such a blur... i wish it would come back again.&lt;br /&gt;i don't exactly want to new school year to start, yet i'm extremely excited about the transfer and everything.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss everything about chung cheng, even some of the teachers. note the 'some'.&lt;br /&gt;i won't miss the toilets, though. i've always, ALWAYS, hated school toilets. sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and, i've cut my hair! hee.&lt;br /&gt;or rather, trimmed.&lt;br /&gt;it was getting really messy and all, so my mom brought me and my sis down today to parkway to get a cut.&lt;br /&gt;and i also trimmed my fringe, lol.&lt;br /&gt;it's still there, just shorter. :D&lt;br /&gt;i cannot do without my fringe.&lt;br /&gt;i am ATTATCHED to it.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, yesterday the AFF went to kbox to celebrate pei ru's 14th! (sans zann who was broke so couldn't come, lol)&lt;br /&gt;we met up at pasir ris mrt, then went to city hall to pass the SYF photo abel before walking over to marina.&lt;br /&gt;lol, christina was talking about taking a photo with him to show sheryl to make her ENVIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;in the end, he was like about 1/2 an hour late, and he looked like he just woke up or something, and didn't even have the curteousy to apologise for his lateness.&lt;br /&gt;humpf.&lt;br /&gt;lol, i like that word. humpf. reminds me of some rich, fat lady with a look of extreme contempt on her pudgy face, hee.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so we went down and reached the kbox at around 12.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite... average lah. not awesome, but also not really bad, per se.&lt;br /&gt;the songs were quite outdated, but at least they managed a slightly decent selection.&lt;br /&gt;we sang lots of old songs for fun too! not to mention the abc song christel picked out, ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;some songs were horrible, though. it wasn't the actual singer and DEFINITELY not the original mtv.&lt;br /&gt;we just skipped those.&lt;br /&gt;it was rather reminiscent of rachel's party at kbox.&lt;br /&gt;whee.&lt;br /&gt;christina's gift wrapping paper was so cute! :D&lt;br /&gt;we went to carrefour, and christina was acting VERY middle-aged, ha ha, examining toasters, ovens and irons, complaining about their lack of quality :D&lt;br /&gt;she bought chocolates and some pie, as well as doughnuts, and i bought an alarm clock for my brother to replace the one i'd spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;technically, not my fault in the first place though, cos it frickin rang at four in the morning and i just slammed it with the pillow multiple times to shut it up.&lt;br /&gt;anyway after that, we walked around, didn't watch yes man because there wasn't a good time slot.&lt;br /&gt;we walked around, went to this japanese shop moji, and it was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;they had like everything, from food, to stationery, to crockery, to clothes.&lt;br /&gt;their folders and everything were quite boring, i thought. they rather looked like the files sheryl bought for the choir. &lt;em&gt;hmm&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i bought a plain notebook, and an &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ORANGE&lt;/span&gt; pen in the end, due to my notebook fetish, sadly. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to raffles, cos there wasn't anything else we really wanted to do at marina.&lt;br /&gt;at 6.30, christina and pei ru left, (christel left the earliest; her mom picked her from marina), and so i was alooooooooooone D: waiting for my mom to pick me up, cos she said she was at plaza sing, and could swing by to get me.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. in the end she came at 7.28. hmm. nearby.&lt;br /&gt;while waiting, i went to mph to look at more notebooks, and i wanted to buy somemore so badly, ha ha, but i was broke, so i couldn't really spend anymore.&lt;br /&gt;then i started reading marely and me to while away the time until my mom arrived.&lt;br /&gt;she asked me to meet her at the taxi stand, but apparently there was a little fiasco over the whole thing, because we were at different taxi stands, you see.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, after picking me up, she swung back to marina cos she wanted to drop off my sister's mp3 at the zen store for repairing.&lt;br /&gt;and since we were there, she decided to let us have dinner there, and hence, i spent my entire day there. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and, today i am also exceptionally happy, because, i finally am getting a tune in my head fro pei ru's lyrics!&lt;br /&gt;hee. it should be done soon; i hope. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalas, i'd better go write it down before i forget it.&lt;br /&gt;last thing though. should i have no time to post this up later; happy new year! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye~~ :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-9174724319365817023?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9174724319365817023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=9174724319365817023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/9174724319365817023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/9174724319365817023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/whee-sian-i-realised-that-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-8317216670765305</id><published>2008-12-23T11:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:08:33.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol, I'm supposed to be helping my mom mark assessment books, but I just had to post this up.&lt;br /&gt;In this sec 1 book English assessment book, there was this reported speech exercise that is so bloody stupid I have to share it with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"Can I bring my lamb to school, Miss Wong?" asked Mary. "No," said Miss Wong, "that's against the rules."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"Hey, Baa Baa, do you have any wool?" I asked. "Yes, Sir, three bags full," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"Row the boat down the stream," ordered David. "Gently please, we're tired," said his men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(this is the best one so far, I think) ~"I've twinkled for a thousand years; I've stayed up here above the world till I'm bored to death and everyone thinks I'm a diamond. I want to go down!" lamented the star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"Well, I'm going away, but I'll be back some other day," said the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"Hey, who put me in the well?" shouted Pussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I should have never followed you up that hill," groaned Jack. "It's your own fault," said Jill. "You went and fell down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, it's like they ran out of ideas so they just used nursery rhymes, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-8317216670765305?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8317216670765305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=8317216670765305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/8317216670765305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/8317216670765305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/lol-im-supposed-to-be-helping-my-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-1710367111513693279</id><published>2008-12-22T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T18:32:37.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whee! It's gonna be Christmas soon!&lt;br /&gt;Christmas always makes me feel feel like twirling around in little happy circles~!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, there's always something else.&lt;br /&gt;I always, always, ALWAYS feel like banging my head on the wall and calling myself an idiot every Christmas, actually, every celebration where you have to give people presents, because I usually leave that to the last minute and now I'm rushing like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Then again, where's the rush if you do it all before hand?&lt;br /&gt;Rushing against time and telling it, "Ha! You can't stop meeee~~! I am SO darned good at last minute stuff!" is ALWAYS &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Exams, sadly, are also quite the same. Last minute chionging that won't do me or my marks any good.&lt;br /&gt;Every new year, I make a resolution to not leave things to the eleventh hour, but I just can't help myself!&lt;br /&gt;The adrenaline rush is too addictive! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I think I'm mad. Then again, I've pretty much convinced everyone of that fact before, so, hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas@Katong was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;I bought one of those rubber furry squidgy things that are attatched to a rubber string and a loop to put your finger through so you can bounce the thing up and down and watch it light up.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, it was ORANGE! hee.&lt;br /&gt;I also helped out with the old folks and the visually impaired cos my mom signed us all up.&lt;br /&gt;It was quite okay.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I got to watch the Life No Take 2 also.&lt;br /&gt;I was crying and crying anc crying and like scolding myself for crying so much.&lt;br /&gt;But it was really nice, the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw more 2D TV stuff on youtube - darned hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;I shall post some here for your conveinience, seeing that it's the holidays and I'm in the Christmas sprirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wonUADtQCPU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wonUADtQCPU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6CUJOoBJIHI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6CUJOoBJIHI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ioTyW6Hz1sY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ioTyW6Hz1sY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6l9M6RGrSfY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6l9M6RGrSfY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1BsUzanpTsE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1BsUzanpTsE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLLLLLLLLLLLLLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i7_Ab5NQ6Rg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i7_Ab5NQ6Rg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee. bush. shwarts-and-shagenagenager!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wl9mjUJhcRE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wl9mjUJhcRE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hole in one!!! "who needs canada anyway" LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5GzM_dXYZqM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5GzM_dXYZqM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ahhhh...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HLj2zn7_07s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HLj2zn7_07s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st place! ... and 2nd! ... and 3rd... *yawn* oh sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;do those last minute Christmas things.&lt;br /&gt;bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-1710367111513693279?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1710367111513693279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=1710367111513693279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/1710367111513693279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/1710367111513693279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/whee-its-gonna-be-christmas-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-7088623053434707258</id><published>2008-12-18T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T16:39:59.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday's malaysia trip was funfunFUUUUUUUN!&lt;br /&gt;did loads of shopping, haha.&lt;br /&gt;zac was complaining that his legs were starting to cramp halfway through, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;my mom told me that out of the total amount spent, more than half the money spent was on my stuff, heheh. :D&lt;br /&gt;among lots of other stuff, thian shin bought twilight, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;which i had watched with pei ru, christina and pei ru's sis on tues at GV max.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun too!&lt;br /&gt;just that... the movie wasn't all great.&lt;br /&gt;and the trip there was rather tedious because there was some hold up at the MRT and we gave up waiting, so we took a bus all the way there.&lt;br /&gt;coming home was a breeze though, cos my dad swung by after work to fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;apparently vivo's a 3 minute drive from his office, so, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shite it all to hell, i just realised that i have piano tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;shoot.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i didn't practice.&lt;br /&gt;someone kill me now so i won't have to go and embarrass myself in front of my teacher again.&lt;br /&gt;actually, now i'm blogging to kill time so that i can put off my theory.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;i haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate theoryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, to talk about nicer things, i finally finished D.Gray-Man today!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha, like FINALLY found the time.&lt;br /&gt;and zomg, i cnt wait for it to update.&lt;br /&gt;i went to check up on Naruto and read the new chapter, which was rather boring.&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting sian of Naruto.&lt;br /&gt;konohamaru suddenly out of the blue, knows how to do rasengan.&lt;br /&gt;monty's been badgering me to read kuroshitsuji, but i was rather lazy, so i went to watch the 1st episode on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;didn't really get it.&lt;br /&gt;monty said the manga was better, but i dunno. kinda lazy to click on the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, I also went to get my new uniform today.&lt;br /&gt;it's rather.... shitty. the colour.&lt;br /&gt;it's like shite green. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i remember last time in primary school my art teacher was like scolding this person, "why you choose this kind of ugly colour! this is a SHITTY green!"&lt;br /&gt;it was like damn LOL.&lt;br /&gt;the black polo is not too bad, i think.&lt;br /&gt;and the P.E. shirt is a biiiit weird.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda miss the chung cheng attire now.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i went to clear out the cchms uniform from my cupboard, and started getting all nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;and that is SO not me!&lt;br /&gt;and i found out that, weirdly, i have 4 P.E. shirts.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;and like only 3 normal blouse-whatchamacallits.&lt;br /&gt;two of which are stained with paint no thanks to julian. *glare!*&lt;br /&gt;and they didn't give a booklist.&lt;br /&gt;does that mean we dun use textbooks?&lt;br /&gt;the bookshop aunty asked me to buy some literature book though.&lt;br /&gt;shakesphere. pffft. the merchant of venice.&lt;br /&gt;i can sense that i will do badly in that class.&lt;br /&gt;no matter; i'll just do what i do best: blunder in head first and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. better get going....&lt;br /&gt;to that HORRIBLE GOD FORSAKEN THEORY.&lt;br /&gt;geez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-7088623053434707258?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7088623053434707258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=7088623053434707258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7088623053434707258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7088623053434707258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterdays-malaysia-trip-was.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-5117750898433873808</id><published>2008-12-10T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:37:17.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahaha, high on D.Gray-Man.&lt;br /&gt;lol, found this video on youtube: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mBKZqv3s4ro"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mBKZqv3s4ro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mBKZqv3s4ro&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mBKZqv3s4ro&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;stuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuupid!&lt;br /&gt;D.Gray-Man anime is actually not bad.&lt;br /&gt;because unlike many other anime, the characters actually look like the original ones from the manga,&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE many of the scenes are just animations of the manga scenes themselves. Ha ha. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-5117750898433873808?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5117750898433873808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=5117750898433873808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/5117750898433873808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/5117750898433873808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/ahaha-high-on-d.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-2563497306397755099</id><published>2008-12-09T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:14:30.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Element Is Fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourelementquiz/fire.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your passion and emotion are as obvious as the brightest flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make sparks fly, and your passion always has the potential to burst out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are exciting and creative - and completely unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sometimes exercise control, and sometimes you let yourself go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends describe you as sensitive, spirited, and compulsive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright and blazing with intensity, you seem mysterious and moody to many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyourelementquiz/"&gt;What's Your Element?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;are you serious?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know I haven't updated in ages!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but I've been busy as of late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the holiday was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;it's definitely better when you go with more people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i came back with souvenirs and various trinkets... and lots of bruises from the paintball-ing :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and ZOMG the go-karting thing was fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;even though the max. speed was only 45km/h, it was still cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the best activity so far, i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when bing ru crashed it was damn funny, cos I was laughing at him, then I didn't see where I was going and crashed into the side also, LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we also celebrated thian shin's 16th there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i got to drink the wine! heheh &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol. it was damn funny, cos my uncle said that since it was thian shin's birthday, 全都他作主,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so everything, from the music playing to the food all had to be in his favour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and thian shin was feeling slightly awkward and all, was very hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my uncle refused to let anybody eat until the 'host' told us that we could eat, ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so thian shin was like *mock bow* "you may eat", then we could start, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i got to play funhouse during the dinner, ha ha. my dad bought it from this roadside shop earlier, and i requested to play the song, and thian shin was like "okay" so i got to play :D&lt;br /&gt;my uncle was very surprised. he was like, "Pink?! PINK?! Thian Shin like pink? Why pink?" and all, damn funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my aunt was also like, "why never hear before, this pink thing."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and my dad said, "See, you all don't know all these things so you cannot properly 沟通with the new generation! I have already bridged the gap!" ha ha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bing ru apparently couldn't hold down the wine though. he and his dad (the aforementioned uncle) both have this, umm, low tolerance, i think, so their faces turn red very fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bing ru vomited really horribly at night, according to thian shin cos they had to share a bed due to shortage of rooms at the villa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;DON'T FREAKING THINK SICK OKAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just knew it. sigh. all you people are incorrigible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if that's bad, then I think what I'm going to say next will be worse;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I shared a queen-sized bed with my sister and my three other cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so there were like technically 5 girls crammed into a small bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;again, i repeat, DON'T THINK SICK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;the word harem just crept into my head, damn freak shit.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we didn't get to go snorkelling, kayaking and didn't go for the flying fox, because of the time constraint D:&lt;br /&gt;but I found that I'm not bad a shooter at paintball :D&lt;br /&gt;I shot my other uncle (not bing ru's dad) in the eye (THERE WERE PROTECTIVE GOGGLES) and I caught my dad trying to snipe my uncle (yes bing ru's dad) and shot him out on the foot, andI shot bing ru out on the leg.&lt;br /&gt;someone bloody shot me at my neck, but good thing got no bruise there. I bruised badly on my arm though.&lt;br /&gt;we went to this place where we rode elephants. was very fun!&lt;br /&gt;except that the elephants kept, ahem, ahemcoughpooingcoughhack.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;all our elephants did!&lt;br /&gt;we sat 3 or 2 to 1 elephant, so i sat with stacy and bing lin, adele sat with bing pei and my uncle (bing ru, bing lin and bing pei's dad), my dad sat with my mom, and my aunt sat with my other uncle (stacy's parents).&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;some of them didn't want to sit.&lt;br /&gt;so we went one round around this forest trail thing, and it's much nicer than singapore's elephant rides, except that the elephant kept excreting!!!!&lt;br /&gt;or whatever it is called.&lt;br /&gt;wlau, the elephant i was sitting on damn gross, da bian and xiao bian at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;and hence the pee was foamy!!&lt;br /&gt;SICK I TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;and then the ride stopped in front of this waterfall place, so after getting off, we went to climb the rocks there.&lt;br /&gt;i climbed the highest! :D ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately, stacy's iPhone got lost there cos it dropped D: and probably got washed away.&lt;br /&gt;she was like damn sad lah.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so that about sums up the high points of the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;oh we moved to a hotel for the last day, that was literally by the beach.&lt;br /&gt;it's back door was literally on the beach, so we walked down the beach to this restaurant for dinner on the last day.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite cool, the restaurant. it looked like those shophouses, except that it was an individual unit, kind.&lt;br /&gt;it had this massive window on the second level, that was full length, all the way to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;so my dad sat at the side of the table, because he said knowing zac, he will probably back his chair backwards and topple right off the edge.&lt;br /&gt;and the sea breeze was really REALLY strong, so much so that the restaurant didn't use any air conditioning at all! just opened the windows.&lt;br /&gt;on the other side of the table, opposite from the humungous window, there was some balcony place, where they had those partition things which they partially opened to let the wind in.&lt;br /&gt;it was so strong that there was plastic covering the balcony edge to prevent anymore wind from coming in.&lt;br /&gt;it's like those thick transparent ones you know, like those they use to cover doors at wet markets, those they cut into long strips so you just walk in and push past the plastic.&lt;br /&gt;not getting it...? never mind.&lt;br /&gt;but point is, if they didn't put the plastic there, the food would probably blow right off the table.&lt;br /&gt;they had these little standing electric fans, and at first i thought they turned it on, but it turned out that the fan blades happened to be spinning because of the wind, lol.&lt;br /&gt;and it wasn't stuffy, it was like air conditioning lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. :D i think that covers it.&lt;br /&gt;pictures next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, did i mention that zac dropped a pillow and an egg into the pool at the villa?&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;ah, i just told you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye~ :D&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/2349718205422112655-2563497306397755099?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2563497306397755099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=2563497306397755099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/2563497306397755099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/2563497306397755099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/your-element-is-fire-your-passion-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-2646730550263357941</id><published>2008-11-27T10:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T10:38:45.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la la la IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEX!&lt;br /&gt;i'm officially 14 years and 10 hours and 38 minutes old!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-2646730550263357941?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2646730550263357941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=2646730550263357941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/2646730550263357941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/2646730550263357941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/la-la-la-its-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-6566389885116684436</id><published>2008-11-24T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:00:25.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;READ THE PREVIOUS POST BEFORE THIS ONE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UWAH MY GOODNESS. today was totally... I dunno. not sure how to explain it.&lt;br /&gt;it was really very amazing, yet sad, yet happy, and everything...&lt;br /&gt;the matinee sucked though. i much preferred the night concert.&lt;br /&gt;i like told them back home that they should have come for the night show.&lt;br /&gt;but then they said i also didn't have enough tickets anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and i realised something once again... our choir is really notorious for pulling off last minute miracles! haha, so i guess i'll start elaborating on the day now.&lt;br /&gt;pei ru came over to my house at about 8, and my mom drove us there, so we reached at around 8:40? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to tell her it was near bras basar and waterloo, so she went to the ancient civilizations museum next to VCH.&lt;br /&gt;she was really pissed at me. zomg, so paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm only glad my dad wasnt the one who was sending me.&lt;br /&gt;so we were wandering around aimlessly, and found a really stinky toilet in which i refused to change in, before going into the main reception area and going out the other side where we found a cleaner toilet.&lt;br /&gt;but we went back into the main reception anyway, where we saw this two security guards who looked at us as if we had just phased through the walls.&lt;br /&gt;he like asked us how we got in, and pei ru was like, "uhh, the door?" then he turned around and started scolding the cleaner for not closing the door properly, because maybe he was afraid we might steal some "priceless" ugly art piece or something.&lt;br /&gt;then he promptly began to usher us out. though chasing would be a better way to say it.&lt;br /&gt;right before allowing us back in about 2 minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;where by then christel had arrived.&lt;br /&gt;so, the 3 of us went in to change in the cleaner toilets inside that weren't stinky after checking out the chapel place where we would be singing.&lt;br /&gt;I was appalled, but i shall elaborate more on that later.&lt;br /&gt;the toilet floor was damp, because apparently someone had been mopping there.&lt;br /&gt;when we came out, this guy outside started making a lot of noise, chasing us out, before going in to clean.&lt;br /&gt;i guess he'd been the one who was mopping earlier.yeah then when we came back out, we saw a lot more people there already, like alex and a few PRCs and some guys.&lt;br /&gt;issac looked like some fishmonger cos he rolled up his shirt sleeves and pant legs, lol.&lt;br /&gt;pei ru thought that most of them looked like construction workers, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;more and more ppl started coming, and we were re-telling our above-mentioned story many many times :D&lt;br /&gt;i was wondering if i should give out the presents first, but decided that i might as well do it like after the whole thing to make a lasting impression! :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;then, at around 9:45 like that christina came with sheryl, carrying this huge bag like she was going camping, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;sheryl was holding this plastic bag of the necklaces, red yellow and green, which i thought i could survive with, although i would have much preferred wearing skinny ties.&lt;br /&gt;then the guy came out and was like asking us to keep quiet and 'upkeep the image of the museum' as if we were very... very whatever.&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that pei ru said i looked like some working person cos i was wearing the black shirt and jeans there before i changed? lol random.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ms ng asked us to like walk to the other side and 'conceal ourselves'.&lt;br /&gt;we weren't allowed to even walk past the main entrance.we were asked to choose a spot for our section to take photos.&lt;br /&gt;so the juniors went to change, and realised that we couldn't walk the short way via the front entrance, so we began to walk in the opposite direction to take the long way when the person finally let us in.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to throttle him. my heels were starting to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me how i survived the whole ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, we went upstairs to change in MUCH NICER TOILETS *glares at the stinky toilet*&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;then i frickin had to pin up my fringe.&lt;br /&gt;i swear, i wanted to kill something then and there.&lt;br /&gt;so when i pinned it up, denise and zann kept playing with the racoon tail, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;then we took random pictures with christina's camera, yupyup.&lt;br /&gt;the pix are prolly on christina's blog, so i think you can just mouse over there... cos i'm just too lazy. ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;then we took the group photo, the 'official' one that ms ng took.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite fun lah, the informal one was quite cute; peeking out from the pillars.&lt;br /&gt;then we went for lunch, was UBER RUSH.&lt;br /&gt;i went to dome, with pei ru, christel and tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;i was scared there would be no time cos we were only allocated frickin 30 min, and we had already wasted 5 changing, and 5 getting to dome and ordering.&lt;br /&gt;and so... i just ordered mushroom soup, and tiffany had some sort of carbonara, pei ru also had a pasta, and christel had this weird squid ink pasta.&lt;br /&gt;which i think is totally overrated because the squid ink only dyes the pasta black, and has no taste.&lt;br /&gt;and it took the longest, of all our orders, haha.&lt;br /&gt;mine came first, then pei ru's, then tiffany's (which she scarfed down, haha), and finally christel's.&lt;br /&gt;ms ng gave us another 5 min, but in the end, we still were 5 min late.&lt;br /&gt;then we did a tech. run though, before a short 10 min interval before the actual show.&lt;br /&gt;it really sucked, the matinee.&lt;br /&gt;but the highlight of the atrocities we produced, was during adieu, when the tenors couldn't come in for the G.&lt;br /&gt;ms yin said that that was exactly the part in her dream where we went wrong!&lt;br /&gt;lol, we were saying that she had ESP :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a longer break after that, followed by dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i practically survived on fluids that day - i had a caramel milkshake at coffee bean :D&lt;br /&gt;it was d.e.l.i.ci.o.u.s. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;haha, pei ru and christina left early, because i think they were getting embarassed by tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;she was really... ahem.&lt;br /&gt;did i mention she was being really... obnoxious at dome?&lt;br /&gt;she was seriously harrassing the waitress.&lt;br /&gt;and who ever heard of 'ordering the bill'?&lt;br /&gt;and standing up to go over to the counter to check your order yourself?&lt;br /&gt;i mean, that way, you totally deprive the waiters and waitresses of their whole reason to be.&lt;br /&gt;which is, of course, to serve you, while you sit comfortably in the chair.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was getting irritated by her again at coffee bean.&lt;br /&gt;so i switched tables over to yun shi and wilda.&lt;br /&gt;haha. we talked... and i gave them the present early.&lt;br /&gt;in case i wouldn't get the chance later.&lt;br /&gt;then i went back to SAM, and changed into my gown, touched up makeup, etc.&lt;br /&gt;then i borrowed christel's iPhone to play the game trace :D&lt;br /&gt;so fun!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then, before i knew it, it was time to perform again!&lt;br /&gt;it went better, this time, and the changing was as hectic as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so that's basically it...&lt;br /&gt;the night performance was much more packed...&lt;br /&gt;the encore was still majorly called for by our seniors (again) haha.&lt;br /&gt;which i don't think should really count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i gave mr loh, ms ng, and ms yin flowers :D&lt;br /&gt;those 'toy' flowers... the fluffy ones stuffed with polyester.&lt;br /&gt;at first i was pretty much apprehensive about giving mr loh the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;haha, but it was okay lah, in the end... I THINK. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then i found ms yin and gave her the flowers+card.&lt;br /&gt;i sorta couldn't find the cards for mr loh and ms ng, but i was rushing, so... oh well.&lt;br /&gt;ms yin gave me a hug, aww.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss her lots, really.&lt;br /&gt;then i gave the remaining flowers to ms ng, before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... so i reached home about 10++, computered for awhile, then watched lotsa TV :D&lt;br /&gt;ah well, i guess this is it.&lt;br /&gt;here marks the end of my amazing saga in the chapter of my life marked CCHMS Choir.&lt;br /&gt;yup. i will definitely miss choir.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously... i don't think it will be anything short of a miracle should they even get a gold at SYF next year.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;byebye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-6566389885116684436?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6566389885116684436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=6566389885116684436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/6566389885116684436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/6566389885116684436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/read-previous-post-before-this-one.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-9002409808183144849</id><published>2008-11-24T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:55:50.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, i hereby admit to my retardedness.&lt;br /&gt;i actually had this hugely long post done up after the concert, and i thought i'd posted it, but APPARENTLY, it's been sitting happily in my drafts.&lt;br /&gt;fine, laugh all you want, kisame!&lt;br /&gt;so i shall post it after this one. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-9002409808183144849?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9002409808183144849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=9002409808183144849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/9002409808183144849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/9002409808183144849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-i-hereby-admit-to-my-retardedness.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-2149454141987661503</id><published>2008-11-10T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:09:23.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i gots an early birthday present!&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;my dad offered to give me my present early too.&lt;br /&gt;i think he's more eager to give me the present than i am to get the present, haha&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't want to accept the present, because i have a tendency to forget presents that i don't open on the birthday day itself and all.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry pei ru, i will &lt;s&gt;try&lt;/s&gt; to remember! lol :D&lt;br /&gt;oh and i'm getting my salary tomorrow as well :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir was considerably good today.&lt;br /&gt;if we continue progressing like this, i think we just might be able to pull off a barely average concert on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;PROVIDED they buck up.&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't help but notice that they do not give marilyn and christina proper respect, because when they were conducting, they were like not singing properly and like ignoring them.&lt;br /&gt;even yanning was like commenting on how different we soung when ms yin conducts us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, i have yet to sell any of my tickets.&lt;br /&gt;and i am pissed.&lt;br /&gt;i asked rachel and she said she might if i buy tickets for &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; ballet concet at the end of the year, haha.&lt;br /&gt;fair exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, going suntec tomorrow! haha&lt;br /&gt;with the usual clique.&lt;br /&gt;hope choir ends on time tomorrow, otherwise mght have to leave early.&lt;br /&gt;don't like having to walk out halfway and have ms yin glare at me :/&lt;br /&gt;she's scary.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, without her, i think this choir will probably be much worse.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, she like really puts in a ton of effort, whereas the sucky junoirs like don't give a shite.&lt;br /&gt;the juniors from &lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;HELL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;fabricating stupid lies about dental appointments and tuition.&lt;br /&gt;what is their fricking problem, being over-consciencous bastards preparing for next year's syllabus.&lt;br /&gt;if there's anyone who should be preparing and all, it is yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;jumping to TA is a big leap.&lt;br /&gt;and sec one to sec two isn't a very big step.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe christel and tiffany who are going to NUS High, the bastards :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, i'm still unsure if i can go to christel's house this friday.&lt;br /&gt;becuase it's like um, like how pei ru put it, the last AFF gathering and all.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. but not sure if my dad will let me go.&lt;br /&gt;my ma will prolly let me go though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grah, danged mosquitoes.&lt;br /&gt;there's like, a sudden influx of mosquitoes in my house.&lt;br /&gt;i got like thousands to bites DDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;grah. DIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah, need to wake up early for choir tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;bye byes :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-2149454141987661503?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2149454141987661503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=2149454141987661503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/2149454141987661503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/2149454141987661503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/haha-i-gots-early-birthday-present.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-8206407008723274575</id><published>2008-11-05T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:32:35.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://election.msn.com/?GT1=34123"&gt;http://election.msn.com/?GT1=34123&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the presidency goes to the democrats!&lt;br /&gt;i myself would vote democrat, on normal circumstances, but this time i'm not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i would abstain.&lt;br /&gt;hell, i'm not even eligible to vote, and i'm underaged anyway, even if i were.&lt;br /&gt;but all i can really say is that we all saw that coming, didn't we?&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it was so obvious who'd win.&lt;br /&gt;sure enough, the illinois senator got a landslide victory.&lt;br /&gt;but i feel kinda sorry for the republican (ex)candidate.&lt;br /&gt;i must say that it's not really his fault, just that he's got poor timing, a poor campaign manager, and poor running mate and a not very nice (almost stepford) wife.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i guess we shall have to wait and see what the outcome of this revolutionary election.&lt;br /&gt;then perhaps we might look back and actually regret our decision, or be glad that we made the right choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-8206407008723274575?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8206407008723274575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=8206407008723274575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/8206407008723274575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/8206407008723274575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/check-it-out-httpelection.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-4892021847743829624</id><published>2008-10-31T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:06:43.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol, tonight's drama nite was pretty good, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite boring, during the rehearsals; half of them, no, 75% of them looked and probably felt unprepared.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. and the fact that i was damn tired no thanks to my infamous insomnia last night was unhelpful.&lt;br /&gt;so i was lethargic, and finished reading like half of Sons of Fortune, which would have originally been completed in say, 2-3 days, considering that i only get to read at night after dinner after piano, because i have to work in the day.&lt;br /&gt;not that i am complaining. the children are basically quite fine, just that sometimes they are a bit of a handful, whiny and all, but they are, as above mentioned, quite fine.&lt;br /&gt;they also get attatched to you really quick. maranda especially kept clinging and hugging rachel, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but their work is really atrocious. but then again, if it wasn't, why would they be here getting help?&lt;br /&gt;really retarded answers, like those i think i've mentioned before.&lt;br /&gt;and there was this english vocab mcq question:&lt;br /&gt;The teacher was_______when she punished the student.&lt;br /&gt;a) happy b)elated&lt;br /&gt;c)stern d)sad&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine which one they put?&lt;br /&gt;both of them actually put down the same wrong answer, even though they couldn't possibly have had copied because i was supervising, and they are at opposite ends of the classroom anyway.&lt;br /&gt;unless they have extra-sensory perception.&lt;br /&gt;which i doubt they do.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, they both put ELATED.&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing like shite.&lt;br /&gt;i think they like sadistic teachers.&lt;br /&gt;lol. but i think their mentality is that: if there is a cheem word you don't understand, just put it down as the answer.&lt;br /&gt;which is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; not the case in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;and another one:&lt;br /&gt;If you have told a lie, you should_____it.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot what exactly the choices were, but the smart and lovely girl put deny.&lt;br /&gt;so... her parents told her to deny should she tell a lie and be discovered?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i realised that i have digressed a lot from the main topic.&lt;br /&gt;something i do occasionally in essays.&lt;br /&gt;BUT anyway, the spotlight thing was especially glaring, and i do think that they could have done without it, although it helped block out the audience.&lt;br /&gt;i was like half-squinting, and it didn't help my slight nervousness, even though there was not really many people; couldn't be more than 200.&lt;br /&gt;yati was quite nice, we were talking a bit before the actual thing as well.&lt;br /&gt;and some groups screwed up a bit, but managed to continue, like forgetting lines, forgetting to bring props backstage, etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;some of them were really super comical.&lt;br /&gt;wilda's group, rp english group, was like quite retarded.&lt;br /&gt;sorry, but hey man, this is the truth.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, i hadn't realised that kyle was also in rp.&lt;br /&gt;lol, pei ru was talking about how both keith and kyle are in the worst classes.&lt;br /&gt;after the whole thing, when i was like walking out of the audi, i saw keith, and he was like looking as sleepy as ever!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. sometimes i wonder if he has any other expression other than sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, seriously, no one can possibly be more sleepy than me.&lt;br /&gt;... well maybe, but that defeats the point.&lt;br /&gt;now i just busted my own point and all so ANYWAY,&lt;br /&gt;yun shi was a crying mother!&lt;br /&gt;and isabella was one of the bitchy elder sisters of cinderella!&lt;br /&gt;i was like so roflmao.&lt;br /&gt;OH, i haven't talked about the most horrible thing! i nearly forgot!&lt;br /&gt;i had to tie all my fringe back, darn it!&lt;br /&gt;curses, curses to all! *brandishes fist in LCL face*&lt;br /&gt;all cos on the 1st drama night &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; smsed low cheik wei and complained about the emcee's hair, HAR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;also cos i was unfortunate enough to not have a clip with me at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;and i wasn't even allowed to tuck it behind my ears or something.&lt;br /&gt;so i bloody hell had to go onstage without my &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;emo&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fringe.&lt;br /&gt;i'm attatched to it!&lt;br /&gt;i felt fucking retarded.&lt;br /&gt;i was like SO wtf.&lt;br /&gt;immediately after i let it back down again.&lt;br /&gt;this is bloody INSANITY!&lt;br /&gt;depriving poor people like yours truly of their rights as to how my hair should look.&lt;br /&gt;it's ME, not the fucking SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;i think this should be like announced to the entire population, that no matter how messy or unkempt any student looks, it does NOT reflect badly on the school because it's simply the person's way of wearing their fucking clothes that are already fucking uncomfortable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyah!!! another rant!&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;same as before, if i have offended anybody, as i no doubt have, do not take it personally, i'm just tired and crabby.&lt;br /&gt;wait, did i actually give that lame shit excuse?&lt;br /&gt;oh well. let you fools believe that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez, i think the bento they gave us for lunch is disagreeing with me.&lt;br /&gt;thy stomach's churning!&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll once again try to combat insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;oh did you know you can subsititue 'insomnia' into rihanna's Disturbia?&lt;br /&gt;even if you only change 'disturbia' into 'insomnia', it still can work.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, bye!&lt;br /&gt;pray for my futile efforts!&lt;br /&gt;i swear i should really record one more of LCL's speeches.&lt;br /&gt;ah wait, i don't get to witness anymore!&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, yes i do, open house!&lt;br /&gt;oh, open house, darn it, must go back to school at fucking 8 in the morning tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;wlau, thursday also 8 because of choir, today 8 becuase of drama nite, tomorrow 8 because of open house.&lt;br /&gt;WLAU i like so have no life.&lt;br /&gt;and this is supposed to be happy holidays where i wake up at 9 or 10! (beyond that and i'll get a splitting headache. and my mental alarm clock, which i believe i have mentioned in the past, will not allow that.)&lt;br /&gt;but noooooo, i gotta WORK.&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm complaining.&lt;br /&gt;-insert text from above about not complaining about teaching-&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, now REALLY, bye for real :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-4892021847743829624?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4892021847743829624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=4892021847743829624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4892021847743829624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4892021847743829624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/lol-tonights-drama-nite-was-pretty-good.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-8239884129550067915</id><published>2008-10-29T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:43:05.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was bored tonight, so i did a series of blogthings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Risk Taking Level: Medium-High&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouarisktakerquiz/medium-high.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not afraid of a little (or a lot) of risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you pretty much live to take chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consequences be damned, you are willing to go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it doesn't work out, at least people can't say you didn't try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouarisktakerquiz/"&gt;Are You a Risk Taker?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Little Anal Retentive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouanalretentivequiz/retentive-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so you're occasionally uptight, but it's not like you fill your day with little OCD rituals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just like to exercise a little control over your life, and that's usually a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you limit your anal retentive ways to your own behavior, you're not annoying anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, most people are exactly like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanalretentivequiz/"&gt;Are You Anal Retentive?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i SO don't believe this. i am NOT ANAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Peanut Butter And Jelly Sandwich Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourpeanutbutterandjellysandwichsayaboutyouquiz/pbj.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eating style is gluttonous. If you like something, you're going back for seconds... no matter how full you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an average sweet tooth. While you enjoy desserts, they aren't exactly your downfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your taste in food tends to be pretty flexible. You may crave sushi one night, and your favorite childhood recipe the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit it, you're a little trashy and low class at times. You're definitely more comfortable at a tattoo parlor than the theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a tough person who isn't afraid to live life fully. There isn't a lot that scares you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a pretty easy person to please, but you do have your own little personal quirks. You're far from neurotic, but you can be a little picky at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourpeanutbutterandjellysandwichsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought this would be interesting. but, GLUTTONOUS?! apart from that, and the trashy low-class thing (i SO prefer the theatre!) the rest is pretty much true... i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Adventurous... Sometimes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouathrillseekerquiz/thrill-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like an adrenaline rush as much as the next person. You like your thrills in small doses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're generally pretty calm and level headed. But sometimes you have to go wild and have a crazy adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're up for extreme sports, as long as you know you'll be safe. You don't mind taking the risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to thrills that truly risk your life, you may be tempted... but you pick safety instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouathrillseekerquiz/"&gt;Are You a Thrill Seeker?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... riiiiight. okay. i guess it's pretty much accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have Your Sarcastic Moments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/sarcastic-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although you do have your genuine moments, you can't help getting your zingers in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it's more likely they think you're hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sarcastic Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i have my moments~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are 73% Sagittarius&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howsagittariusareyouquiz/sagittarius.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsagittariusareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sagittarius Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... 73% = A2? lol. 1st thing that popped into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Sleeping Position Says&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/side.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are calm and rational person with a good deal of balance in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends consider you to be kind, caring, and truly loyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are easy going and trusting. However, you are too sensible to fall for mind games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open to the world, you are not afraid to be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't get enough sleep, you are: Able to cope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to sleep next to you because: You're a bed hog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... how informative... amazing how they can tell so much from just observing my sleeping posture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Act Like You Are 13 Years Old&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatagequiz/teen.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a teenager at heart. You don't quite feel like a grown up yet, but you don't feel like a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're quite rebellious, and you don't like being told what to do. You like to do things your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have your own unique style, taste in music, and outlook on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, in your face monty! i act my age, not 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are an Afternoon Person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouamorningpersonornightpersonquiz/afternoon.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find energy any time of the day ... or night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to be out and about when most other people are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very early mornings or very late nights aren't really your thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're practically solar powered, and the afternoon is when do best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouamorningpersonornightpersonquiz/"&gt;Are You a Morning Person or Night Person?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orly? i'd rather thought i was a night owl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Musical Intelligence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/musical.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every part of your life has a beat, and you're often tapping your fingers or toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy sounds of all types, but you also find sound can distract you at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are probably a gifted musician of some sort - even if you haven't realized it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a music lover, you tend to appreciate artists of all kinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great musician, disc jockey, singer, or composer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 72% Intuitive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howintuitiveareyouquiz/intuitive-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very intuitive person. And luckily, your intuition is normally right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're wise enough to know that relying on intuition alone can be dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your intuition seems really off, you tend to ignore it - and look at the facts instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howintuitiveareyouquiz/"&gt;How Intuitive Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my psychicism is working here, monty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. my sibs are complaining about the light, so i guess i'll stop here.&lt;br /&gt;nite :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-8239884129550067915?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8239884129550067915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=8239884129550067915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/8239884129550067915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/8239884129550067915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/was-bored-tonight-so-i-did-series-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-4647003343258247416</id><published>2008-10-27T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T16:35:17.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate olivia.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;she ruined rachel's party. NOTHING TO DO WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;i swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-4647003343258247416?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4647003343258247416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=4647003343258247416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4647003343258247416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4647003343258247416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-hate-olivia.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-1174802374729516248</id><published>2008-10-24T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:49:47.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just thought i'd update today since i haven't in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;choir yesterday was pretty smooth, a very nice respite from the previous practices.&lt;br /&gt;i realised that sectionals was much better without a particular somebody.&lt;br /&gt;this somebody, paired up with another somebody, spells trouble.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, ms yin was in a good mood as well, so that probably helped things as well.&lt;br /&gt;christel and i were keeping track of the things she used as examples:&lt;br /&gt;1. swimming (butterfly stroke)&lt;br /&gt;2. bowling&lt;br /&gt;3. water pipe&lt;br /&gt;4. hor fun&lt;br /&gt;5. sotong ball&lt;br /&gt;6. handkercheif&lt;br /&gt;7. pubertry (?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol! we were like laughing like shit.&lt;br /&gt;then i realised that issac was like an asaph 2.&lt;br /&gt;so we started deciding on "number twos"&lt;br /&gt;was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;then comm meeting didn't go as bad as i thought it would.&lt;br /&gt;was pretty alright.&lt;br /&gt;so for once, i left choir in a pretty good mood.&lt;br /&gt;just that i was super exhausted cos i haven't gotten a full 6 hours for the past two days then, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today started work with rachel at my mum's place.&lt;br /&gt;although technically i started on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;the kids were really... funny sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;there was this p3 kid, whose science paper i marked.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, in her world, some species of parrots can't fly, "chlorofil" "phtosinthesises" to produce carbon dioxide, and the process by which plants make food is called "cooking".&lt;br /&gt;i swear, it is definitely not boring to mark their papers.&lt;br /&gt;there was another kid, doing another question, on those comparison questions where they give you two pictures and they ask you to state 2 similarities.&lt;br /&gt;there were two leaves, both in greyscale, and the guy wrote: 1. They are the same colour. 2. They are leaves.&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, SERIOUSLY, i laughed in the middle of the class while marking and my mum was like looking at me like i grew horns, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but i think it was fine, overall. apart from a few times where i had to like repeat and repeat myself teaching them maths problem sums (section C) and science stuff, for example, like poles repel, seeds require warmth, oxygen and water to germinate, living things respond to changes, etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;it felt as if i was going back in time to my primary school days, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i started angsting about leaving cchms, AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;ahh, my mum is tired of me talking about how i'll miss chung cheng, haha.&lt;br /&gt;and the thing is, i think i won't be able to make it for the class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;treat the 20 bucks as some sort of goodbye present, maybe. let them buy more food for the barbeque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which makes me think about what i should give to my section before i leave, if i even give them anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;yanning gave us photoframes, bao fang gave us ice cream sticks...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuy.&lt;br /&gt;oh, i want to take an AFF photo and frame it up in silver in my table :D&lt;br /&gt;lol, that was random. but i'll miss AFF. even though i have to endure the rest of the choir for it.&lt;br /&gt;yeah... so let's see, what to buy?&lt;br /&gt;give the AFF nice photoframes from mini toons with a framed AFF photo and give the juniors ice cream sticks.&lt;br /&gt;lol, combine both presents.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;i'll think about it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to perform (again) for end of year concert in yicha.&lt;br /&gt;my teacher wants me to play wind crest (fuu mon :D)&lt;br /&gt;that was random.&lt;br /&gt;and i think the new C piece is cute! :D nicer than the original, cos my teacher thought that this one is easier to learn anyway.&lt;br /&gt;it's an alternative piece and it's not in the original book.&lt;br /&gt;but it is really much easier to learn.&lt;br /&gt;river flows in you is coming along nicely as well.&lt;br /&gt;strange. i hardly ever talk about piano in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because i just came home from piano, and i'm still thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;ah, i hate scales. really, truly.&lt;br /&gt;a terror created to torment us all.&lt;br /&gt;maybe not us all, but just me.&lt;br /&gt;a scam by the world against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, the school fucking has to change the school rules &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt; before i leave.&lt;br /&gt;how typical. that's murphy for you (monty will know what i'm talking about).&lt;br /&gt;sucks lah. they're changing the length of socks (shortening, DUH, not elongating. otherwise why would i get pissy and jealous?), allowing 5 cm of shirt to be tucked out instead of the usual 3 cm, and allowing food to be brought out of the canteen and INTO TO FREAKING CLASSROOM.&lt;br /&gt;that's like, &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; unfair.&lt;br /&gt;but i hardly mind these trivial stuff cos my shirt is almost always all the way out anyway, and my socks are so low down my heel they look like they're scuba diving for pearls in my shoe.&lt;br /&gt;but the thing that make me the maddest, is that they are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;FREAKING STARTING SCHOOL AT 8.30 ON MONDAYS!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;now that is &lt;u&gt;freaking&lt;/u&gt; unfair!&lt;br /&gt;one bloody hour more for me to get some good shut-eye.&lt;br /&gt;makes me pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;i'll damn them all to hell.&lt;br /&gt;kill the freaking bastards.&lt;br /&gt;assasinate lo chee lin. that idiot.&lt;br /&gt;doesn't deserve to be a principle.&lt;br /&gt;he should be an insomnia therapy prescription instead.&lt;br /&gt;bet he'll make loads.&lt;br /&gt;assholes.&lt;br /&gt;fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i sound like a cross between walter and achmed and hidan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll stop here. before i start offending &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; people.&lt;br /&gt;*scrolls up*&lt;br /&gt;then again, i might have already offended &lt;em&gt;multiple&lt;/em&gt; people.&lt;br /&gt;heck, i'll shut up already. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-1174802374729516248?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1174802374729516248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=1174802374729516248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/1174802374729516248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/1174802374729516248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-thought-id-update-today-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-9107467752249287535</id><published>2008-10-21T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:44:37.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg i went to see the class blog tagboard and saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;9 Oct 08, 02:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;INsomniac Lit CHer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, this Lit teacher cannot sleep though he is tired...sigh........&lt;br /&gt;9 Oct 08, 02:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Not-So-Clever Lit Cher: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Guess which Lit teacher also IDIOTICALLY posted on 2 Grace blog, thinking that they're his class too :S&lt;br /&gt;9 Oct 08, 02:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Great and Mighty Lit Cher: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Guess which Lit teacher is sending his love to his sweeties! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sorry if i'm lag. but i just saw it. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think mr lim's seriously cracked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, choir is dying...&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bian bian bian is sian.&lt;br /&gt;we have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, i am in a BAD MOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't mind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gyahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the stats for the hits thingi is spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;they keep showing 1.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it's just my com.&lt;br /&gt;nyah.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;byeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;i'm aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaangry. D&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-9107467752249287535?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9107467752249287535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=9107467752249287535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/9107467752249287535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/9107467752249287535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/omg-i-went-to-see-class-blog-tagboard.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-3602957318720135061</id><published>2008-10-09T16:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:43:15.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EAH! IT'S OFFICIAL! EXAMS ARE FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;OVERRRR&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think ACC today was okay lah. can get at least a B.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyway, the big news of today is the OUTING with the usual people :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;namely, julian, rachel, fifi, sili. jia wen was originally supposed to come, but halfway she couldnt make it D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but tomorrow going out with rachel and fifi and jiawen again for ice skating :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today we were originally supposed to go to kallang for Kbox, but in the end, we decided on going to catch a movie at suntec.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were deciding between house bunny and eagle eye, but settled for house bunny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was damn cute, was a good choice. and rachel approved! (she has high standards, you know!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rachel didn't bring enough, so i like gave her a birthday treat by paying for her ticket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see, i'm &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; kind :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then before the movie started, we went to check out the arcade, and took neoprints :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was originally supposed to go home and re-print all so that everyone can have all the pix, but i forgot to get the neoprints from julian. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i guess i have to wait until monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we also went to check out this cosplay shop, which was like closed. but we could see in and there was absolutely wonderful stuffs! went back after the movie when it was open, and rachel wanted to buy this vampire knight costume, and i saw this akatsuki hat which i absolutely &lt;em&gt;adored&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, rachel mistook the price for the costume for 20 bucks and asked me to loan her money again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so when we went to pay, we realised that actually it was $100 over! it was like a damn diao moment lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so rachel began planning on how to earn that much money to buy it herself cos her mom wouldn't buy it for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we began to talk about her working at my mum's place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, then we went for lunch at macs. originally wanted subway, but got lunch crowd, so we checked out pepper lunch, which was also full, so we went to macs instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we went back to the arcade where i wasted 3 smackeroos over some scam thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got a bit pissed, but anyway we went to sit in the theatre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was like damn empty, and during the commercials, we were like discussing which ones we will see together again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we want to see madagascar 2, beverly hills chihuahua, quantum of solace 007, eagle eye, etc. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol, then after the movie and the cosplay shop we went home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we really should do more of this kind of thing. it's uber nice :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel all happy and gay today &gt;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;planning to try to finish gakuen alice before the holidays, shuang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoping that the hosanna ppl can come back one day or something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really sian here without them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255086088998893490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SO3Q9I7gN7I/AAAAAAAAAQM/li-Bh063tCw/s320/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255086086723419682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SO3Q9Ac_PiI/AAAAAAAAAQU/IyBbd6pSvtY/s320/DSC00055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255086094050181442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SO3Q9bv0wUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/NJxz81XTcNs/s320/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255086091429966370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SO3Q9R_HciI/AAAAAAAAAQk/2S0q2pO7Tkg/s320/DSC00057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;all look like right? LAWLS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i didn't take picture, cos i was like 'saved' by the shop girl there who told us that we should not take pictures, riiiiight before they snapped the shutter &gt;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways, gotta be going now. bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-3602957318720135061?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3602957318720135061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=3602957318720135061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3602957318720135061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3602957318720135061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/y-eah-its-official-exams-are-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sDnPBbJdieE/SO3Q9I7gN7I/AAAAAAAAAQM/li-Bh063tCw/s72-c/DSC00054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-6800678759381630637</id><published>2008-10-08T13:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:09:03.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yessssssss, exams are &lt;s&gt;nearly&lt;/s&gt; over! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;ACC is like damn extra can...&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind, goin KBOX TOMORROW with julian, sili, fifi and jia wen :D&lt;br /&gt;hope that jia wen doesn't cause any casualties. roflmao.&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether rachel coming or not though.&lt;br /&gt;nyah, gonna be FUN :D&lt;br /&gt;finally, the horrendous exams are going to be OVERRRRRRRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;although i think this time round the papers are quite easy.&lt;br /&gt;except for a few questions here and there that are killers in each paper.&lt;br /&gt;like the MATHS. i think i like lost 10 marks for that question!&lt;br /&gt;nyahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. and i needed to get 93 for that paper so i can reach my target of 90% overall for maths. D: sadded.&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind, still looking forward to playing hard after the exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for choir, christel and i are like gonna teach pei ru basic theory :D&lt;br /&gt;so that some incompetent won't become SL or something.&lt;br /&gt;and even if some lame shit ass person who can't do the job got the position, with pei ru there, we'll be more... 放心. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i think the altos are like really fucked this time.&lt;br /&gt;heck, the WHOLE choir is fucked, really and truly.&lt;br /&gt;pei ru and i have decided on a post-exam activity - drawing political pictures for choir!&lt;br /&gt;you know like those idiotic ones in history where we have to like &lt;em&gt;infer infer infer&lt;/em&gt;... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;and she said maybe we should post it up once we're done.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll post it after i've left, so that i won't get into trouble! LAWL. &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;heh. no lah, i'm not so irresponsible, cos pei ru will take all the blame shou;ld that ever happen.&lt;br /&gt;i'll post it immediately after it's done!&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and gawds, there's freakin practice on FRIDAY MORNING.&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be going out for movie and ice skating will monty and crew!&lt;br /&gt;nyahhhhhhh. not fair... can't exactly ponn either.&lt;br /&gt;cos we've gotta discuss the busker's festival thing.&lt;br /&gt;and i got to conduct pei ru's first theory lesson with christel.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;and dunno what else normal choir stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;sucks lah, everytime i go in and see THEM, i already get so discouraged and eveything.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, is this what the future of choir will be?&lt;br /&gt;then they're seriously fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that in almost post i complain about choir.&lt;br /&gt;this sucks, first supposedly 'celebratory' post for the unofficial closing of exams,&lt;br /&gt;and here i am complaining about CHOIR of all things.&lt;br /&gt;sorry!&lt;br /&gt;i shall... talk about something else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, I HATE ACC!&lt;br /&gt;yeah! darned stuff. so much to memorise.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it's like, only our school and i think nanyang girls' have lah.&lt;br /&gt;so darned bloody extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyah, i am complaining again! gah. see how choir affects my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun stuff, fun stuff!&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;just now rachel, julian, sili, jia wen and fifi came over to my house to just like relax and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;rachel was like playing club penguin on my laptop, and she was like crossing her legs and all, and drinking sprite from a mug, and we were like saying that she freaking looked like some prim and proper lady if the sprite is changed to coffee, and she was wearing formal attire.&lt;br /&gt;julian said kaiba.&lt;br /&gt;i burst out laughing. i mean like, rachel=kaiba?&lt;br /&gt;LOL?!&lt;br /&gt;then we were like just discussing random stuff, fifi was being cute, jia wen was singing horribly out of tune in her retarded way, and sili and julian were being all lame shit and all.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, was pretty much very normal and very fun as always :D&lt;br /&gt;aw, the fluff!&lt;br /&gt;lol :D then we tinkered around with the piano... had lunch, killed more people via horrible melodies on the piano before they left.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;just overal fun-ness (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the post is long enough to make up for the &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; hiatus!&lt;br /&gt;lol. and i realised i used lots of 'yeah's here.&lt;br /&gt;blame it all on deidara!&lt;br /&gt;and ''fucked' appeared quite many times as well.&lt;br /&gt;that's hidan's fault! purely that religious bastard's fault!&lt;br /&gt;lol, anyway, i have to get back to freakish &lt;em&gt;ACC&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;byes :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-6800678759381630637?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6800678759381630637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=6800678759381630637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/6800678759381630637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/6800678759381630637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/yessssssss-exams-are-nearly-over-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-5526677091546048583</id><published>2008-09-29T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:29:02.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAVE TO POST THIS, I'M SO SORRY FOR BREAKING MY HIATUS FOR THE SECOND TIME...&lt;br /&gt;anyway i went to the F1 yesterday!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;go on, be jealous, i know you are! muahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;nothing quite beats the atmosphere there :D&lt;br /&gt;this race is damn unexpected, and eventful can.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, MASSA WAS AT POLE POSITION. AND HE WOUND UP WHAT, 13?!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE WORLD COMING TO? ALONSO, OF ALL PEOPLE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;GRAHHHH! stupid spoiled brat...&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... lewis is still a let down. giving it to nico like that.&lt;br /&gt;and RAIKKONEN. don't even get me started.&lt;br /&gt;the race was really fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;but still it was GREAT being at the actual venue!&lt;br /&gt;the sound of the engines.... ahhh!!!!! gave me goosebumps. the good kind :D&lt;br /&gt;LOVE THE GRAND PRIX. :D&lt;br /&gt;okay, wasted enough time. better get back to chinese.&lt;br /&gt;one last thing. i swear, if i am ever capable, i'm slaughtering that fernando bitch.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. winning is... bad enough. winning on my homeground right after cursing it?&lt;br /&gt;"oh, the road's got too much shadows, almost impossible to overtake, the road is bumpy, i'm screwed..." oh just shut up already. after the race, what did he say? "oh, it's been a good weekend for F1, great that we are part of history, it was my deserved win..." ASSHOLE.&lt;br /&gt;DICKHEAD. oh wait, wait, sorry. he ain't got no dick.&lt;br /&gt;kill you.&lt;br /&gt;and how can you curse your own car? she didn't do anything wrong? that renault is innocent, i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;and still crap about joining ferrari.&lt;br /&gt;don't take him in, i warn you! for your own good! Nooooooo...&lt;br /&gt;really hate the guy.&lt;br /&gt;felipe shu de hen yuan wang.&lt;br /&gt;pissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-5526677091546048583?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5526677091546048583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=5526677091546048583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/5526677091546048583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/5526677091546048583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-to-post-this-im-so-sorry-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-3398926382092710744</id><published>2008-09-19T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T17:35:58.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh i KNOW i said i'll be going on hiatus, but i can have a break now and then riiiight?&lt;br /&gt;and anyway, the old skin was seriously too grey.&lt;br /&gt;and thus, this new happy and gay one!&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of rachel's art background thingo :D&lt;br /&gt;anyway, more ramblings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i really cannot jam more biology into my fried brain, i shall relate my day to you! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;today was quite slack, although yesterday was slacker.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, english we went to the library to "do self revision".&lt;br /&gt;lol. let's just say... we discussed a &lt;em&gt;wide scope&lt;/em&gt; of subjects!&lt;br /&gt;julian kept scolding me and saying that i talk too loudly in the library.&lt;br /&gt;heck, she talks loudly too!&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKING OF WHICH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHE FREAKIN SHIT SPRAYED A TON OF CHENG HAO'S DEODORANT ON ME YESTERDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it stinks like shit, i can utterly assure you.&lt;br /&gt;and it's freaking &lt;u&gt;24 hours&lt;/u&gt; kind.&lt;br /&gt;my bottle still smells like it everytime i open it and try to drink.&lt;br /&gt;i mean like, pouring cold water on her doesn't even compensate fully.&lt;br /&gt;you owe me lots, kisame.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;indra took over charisma, and i swear, next to history, physics is the most sian class where i cannot keep my eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;gosh. i yawned and yawned until i looked as if i'd just bawled or something.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;then recess was sian, i wanted to go piano, but since rachel and monty wanted to stay in class, i also stayed.&lt;br /&gt;monty was playing sudoku, so i went to watch rachel complete her icon thingi for some church contest.&lt;br /&gt;theeeeeeeeeen was music! fun fun fun fun fuuuuuuuuuuun!&lt;br /&gt;we finally finished recording :D lala.&lt;br /&gt;then was maths, had probability and set notation test. was quite simple, completed it in like 10 min.&lt;br /&gt;the question of whether it was many careless mistakes or not, remains to be a mystery, however.&lt;br /&gt;then i started doing the algebra worksheet, and i started getting sleepy again.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it's all darned easy. except for 2 careless mistakes with cheng hao pointed out.&lt;br /&gt;and monty was like cracking her head over it, lol. haha monty, in your face.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, you have to buck up your algebra by EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;eeyer gosh i sound almost &lt;em&gt;naggy&lt;/em&gt;. this is DANGEROUS.&lt;br /&gt;so. moving on. literature was boring.&lt;br /&gt;yeap. some poem on WW1. wasn't really listening. doing something else while the teacher was talking.&lt;br /&gt;rachel said it was worse than mr lo's speech.&lt;br /&gt;i think it comes a close second.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even realise i had to copy stuff on the worksheet until i saw jia wen scrawling away on the paper, lol.&lt;br /&gt;released about 10 min early and came home. started downloading stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;then did biooooooooooo...&lt;br /&gt;then come to the present! i couldn't keep my eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to change the freaking skin cos it's too DULL.&lt;br /&gt;made me even sleepier.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhh. gotta go back to mugging now.&lt;br /&gt;hope i can manage to abstain from computer as of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*cries* i will miss you computer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, this is what happens when i am sian.&lt;br /&gt;whatever. can't drag anymore. guilt is beginning to creep in.&lt;br /&gt;toodles for... a long long time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-3398926382092710744?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3398926382092710744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=3398926382092710744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3398926382092710744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3398926382092710744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahhh-i-know-i-said-ill-be-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-2609839929613883486</id><published>2008-09-17T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T16:50:02.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AIYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;okay. i got good news, and bad news. and also retarded news. which do you want to hear first?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;eitherways i'm gonna tell the bad news first so we can forget about it once we celebrate about the good news and laugh over the retarded news!&lt;br /&gt;okayy... here goes...&lt;br /&gt;my oral die ler.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;cos i got xin lao shi.&lt;br /&gt;rachel snatched siau lao shi first!!&lt;br /&gt;bleah.&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind, no ise crying over spilt milk, right?&lt;br /&gt;heheh. now for good news.&lt;br /&gt;I FRIGGIN GOT THAT SEXAYY CAR IN THE RACING GAME!&lt;br /&gt;lol. to you it may seem lame, but to me, i'm HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;and i upgraded everything until the MAX. :D&lt;br /&gt;next goal is to buy ALL the cars left and upgrade all to the max.&lt;br /&gt;hehehs.&lt;br /&gt;and to perfect my drifting technique! *sparkle*&lt;br /&gt;lol. now for the retarded news!&lt;br /&gt;i thought there was choir today.&lt;br /&gt;don't worry, you can laugh. i won't kill you. YET. haha. *evil smirk*&lt;br /&gt;apparently i was laughing over the prospect of mr chia/mr loh being gaston in the beauty and the beast thing.&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't hear the announcement.&lt;br /&gt;huh.&lt;br /&gt;so i smsed pei ru, and was like "hi, where's choir?"&lt;br /&gt;and pei ru was like "... there's no choir today." as if she was talking to an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;julian later happily informed me later that i was most certainly an idiot, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;and i was screaming into the phone, and sili was like laughing like shit at me.&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;the home econ scones are really nice!&lt;br /&gt;lol random-ness.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm eating it now with strawberry jam.&lt;br /&gt;i think i am enjoying the jam more than the scone, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but the scone is seriously nice.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;and so is the jam!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;you see, this is the result when i am sian and high on excess strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;strawberry milk, ice cream, jam, etc.&lt;br /&gt;i think i am more of a strawberry person than a chocolate person.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;byebye :D&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. i nearly forgot.&lt;br /&gt;HIATUS.&lt;br /&gt;for a LONG LONG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;i am already way overdue - i had seriously NO IDEA.&lt;br /&gt;see how bad my concept of time is.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, byes for real :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-2609839929613883486?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2609839929613883486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=2609839929613883486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/2609839929613883486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/2609839929613883486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/09/aiyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-4952074151374240975</id><published>2008-09-11T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:46:39.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah! fed up!&lt;br /&gt;i like, just finished writing this horrendously long post, which didn't seen that long when i wrote it, complete with pix and all and i accidentally x-ed the page!&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;and dunno why they didn't save the draft.&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll post later.&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-4952074151374240975?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4952074151374240975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=4952074151374240975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4952074151374240975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4952074151374240975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/09/ah-fed-up-i-like-just-finished-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-5955565678152450835</id><published>2008-09-05T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T23:54:33.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOMIGHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;THE SECOND THING THIS WEEK TO BE UBER HYPER AND HAPPY ABOUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O FREAKIN GOT A &lt;u&gt;NEW PHONE&lt;/u&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALALA!!!! THE W980i!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-5955565678152450835?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5955565678152450835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=5955565678152450835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/5955565678152450835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/5955565678152450835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/09/homigheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-6308690335933532729</id><published>2008-09-04T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:17:19.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOMIGHEEEEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;I FREAKIN' GOT INTO THE INTERVIEW ROUND FOR NUS HIGH!&lt;br /&gt;lol, also dunno why so happy, cos it's like not confirmed that i will get in after the interview :D&lt;br /&gt;KISAME GOT IN TOO! :D and christel also :D&lt;br /&gt;heheh.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, gtg do more choir preperations stuff to do(D;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;so, bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-6308690335933532729?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6308690335933532729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=6308690335933532729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/6308690335933532729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/6308690335933532729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/09/homigheeeeeee-i-freakin-got-into.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-2862729401530631177</id><published>2008-08-31T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:13:31.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realized that I didn't post about friday's choir practice! :O&lt;br /&gt;so I shall narrate the following events now :D&lt;br /&gt;anyways, here goes nuthin.&lt;br /&gt;ms yin was putting christina and me under training during warmups.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS TRAUMATIC.&lt;br /&gt;she was like asking me to do some actions with my hands and stuffs, and I got into some laughing fits.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I was &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; darn embarrassed.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after all the trauma, ms yin did cui dong cui with us again, and she wasn't really happy with that, cos she was planning to do the new song ave verum.&lt;br /&gt;but cos majority of the sec 2s got HSK, she didn't want us to waste time re-teaching.&lt;br /&gt;so after she left, ms chai decided to just break for sectionals and learn anyway,&lt;br /&gt;cos frankly I think she didn't know what else to do with us.&lt;br /&gt;so... I was teaching them the song, which was darned easy, but for reasons unknown to pei ru christina and I, they couldn't learn the song properly.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, there was like, this passage with the same melody as the passage before it, and it like had exactly the same melody except that the words were different. AND THEY COULDN'T SING IT.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;and it was uber short, one page (both sides) but we couldn't finish teaching in like an hour.&lt;br /&gt;then I had to leave early for piano.&lt;br /&gt;which was disastrous anyways, cos I didn't really have time to practice due to upcoming tests.&lt;br /&gt;BUT HOLIDAYS ARE HERE AGAIN :D&lt;br /&gt;heheh, so have more things to look forward to :D&lt;br /&gt;although I prolly have to go back to school for choir and music and art projects.&lt;br /&gt;and study extra for EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind. I can sleep late and wake up late :D&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;anyways, gtg now. :D bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-2862729401530631177?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2862729401530631177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=2862729401530631177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/2862729401530631177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/2862729401530631177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-realized-that-i-didnt-post-about.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-2821941490396860590</id><published>2008-08-30T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:53:38.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todays a nice day :D&lt;br /&gt;cos I got to sleep until 8:30!!! uninterrupted!&lt;br /&gt;because usually my mental alarm clock goes off at 7. then it promptly goes on snooze.&lt;br /&gt;meaning, I will keep waking up consecutively in 5 min intervals.&lt;br /&gt;lol. anyways, then I had to like go downstairs to make breakfast, cos the new maid doesn't know how to cook. -.-&lt;br /&gt;so, I made the breakfast I make best - BANANA PANCAKES :D&lt;br /&gt;lol. apparently my entire family likes it, so take that monty! so much for 'no affinity with the kitchen'. &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;heh, then I copied out a bit more of inamorato.&lt;br /&gt;and now I'm blogging! :D&lt;br /&gt;I think I put in a little too much sugar in the pancakes, cos now I'm HIGH! ;D&lt;br /&gt;ahh, off to bug my sis. BYE BYE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-2821941490396860590?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2821941490396860590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=2821941490396860590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/2821941490396860590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/2821941490396860590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/08/todays-nice-day-d-cos-i-got-to-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-2031180042545491173</id><published>2008-08-25T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T16:41:32.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was quite a normal day larhs.&lt;br /&gt;during chem was like qi en made this sperm model out of blu tack and pasted it on the whiteboard, and mr lam was like "aiyo this sperm take up all the space I no space to write ler".&lt;br /&gt;I had to like write out the entire one and a half page song that I'd made up yesterday (in 5 min :D wheeex) for rachel cos she wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;in the end cos I didn't have manuscript paper on hand, I wrote it on foolscape anyways.&lt;br /&gt;and cos I wrote it out from memory, I wasn't sure if the F was a natural or a flat,&lt;br /&gt;so I told rachel to go home and try and see whether it's a flat or not.&lt;br /&gt;I think it is... because the key signature is probably the same as wind crest, (which has 7 friggin flat) becuase I was resting my left wrist after practicing wind crest when I made it up while tinkering with the keys and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;today's assembly wasn't as fun as last week's, right sili?&lt;br /&gt;rachel was like, "aww, so sad, I paid for the movie but it didn't play!"&lt;br /&gt;lols...&lt;br /&gt;rachel also timed mr lo's speech, (6 min 21 secs) and the new s.c. president's speech (refused to tell me)&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and we were talking about what would happen if kelvin fell asleep again today cos he fell asleep last assembly and lolled around...&lt;br /&gt;and in the end rachel was the one who fell asleep. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then I decided to blow at her face, cos I discovered that everytime I blow, her eyes will twitch for a while, so I was happily blowing and blowing and kisame was giggling and then terry had to go and blow so hard that she woke up D:&lt;br /&gt;anyways we were like laughing at the people's photos and stuff, cos it was the student investiture and all.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's mean and all, but sorry!&lt;br /&gt;then julian was like "why their pictures all so wierd one,"&lt;br /&gt;then i told her that it was their sec one pictures and she freaked.&lt;br /&gt;I am once again smarter than kisame! :D&lt;br /&gt;obviously it's sec one photos, we didn't retake this year, and I hardly think we will retake in the following 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it even if they did I wouldn't be around anymore...&lt;br /&gt;makes me sad to think about it D: *runs to the emo corner to draw circles in the dust*&lt;br /&gt;then monty was like "haha abigail, will we see your sec 1 pic there next year?"&lt;br /&gt;and I was like "I won't be here next year, and plus my photo would be a grey person with the caption 'picture unavailable' cos I was absent last year when they were taking photos".&lt;br /&gt;and I triumph over julian once again! :D&lt;br /&gt;lols...&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it... if my IP thing failed and I satyed on a cchms, would I be going up there next year?&lt;br /&gt;vice-pres... maybe. lols. I don't think I can be pres. that would definitely be pei ru.&lt;br /&gt;man, now I'm feeling all pensive about leaving cchms.&lt;br /&gt;I must continue to enjoy it while it lasts! lol. that sounded so darn enthu.&lt;br /&gt;MAN! I realised that I cannot watch jia wen and cheng hao's wedding next year D:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to topic. when we were walking home from school, julian and rachel took it into their heads that it would be fun to frigging &lt;em&gt;push&lt;/em&gt; me home.&lt;br /&gt;so I was screaming bloody murder in what julian calls the high-pitch squeaky voice all down crescent road.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was something like: "BLOODYHELLFRICKSHITYOUKISAMEASSHOLELETGOOFMEBLOODYKISAMEI'LLKILL&lt;br /&gt;YOULETMEGOLETMEGOMONTYASSHOLEI'LLKILLYOUKISAMEASSHOLEI'LLFRIGGIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;KILLYOU&lt;/em&gt;...."&lt;br /&gt;on and on. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o I like just realised I called julian so many names in this post: kisame, monty, julian.&lt;br /&gt;here I add some more: hyuuga&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;and I also realised I made up the song faster than mr lo took to deliver his speech. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, gotta go study geog ler... sadded.&lt;br /&gt;byes~ :D&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-7499337712206230030</id><published>2008-08-24T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T20:43:03.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh haven't updated in a while.&lt;br /&gt;so cos pei ru asked, i shall update :D&lt;br /&gt;sooooo... i think i will start from friday's choir practice.&lt;br /&gt;i was darn SAAAAAAAAAAAAD&lt;br /&gt;ask pei ru, i was like feeling damn zi bei and all cos i was feeling damn shi bai.&lt;br /&gt;cos they all forgot the beginning and the middle got a damn lot of split notes and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;and ms yin wasn't looking too happy at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i was like going to the emo corner and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;but then in the end she was quite happy lah i guess.&lt;br /&gt;and now we gotta memorise it!!&lt;br /&gt;on wednesday, if ms chai isn't taking sectionals, i think i gotta like go over and over and over again with them.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;on to a lighter topic, i watched the mummy: tomb of the dragon emperor yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i officially hate shaw cinemas.&lt;br /&gt;the seats are gross and the person behind me kept kicking my chair.&lt;br /&gt;but the movie was nice larhs.&lt;br /&gt;aaaand, today we rushed over to wai teng's house for her birthday party after church&lt;br /&gt;it was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;there was a lot of ngee ann sec students there, and only shamie, val, adele and i were the only hosanna ppl, not counting wai teng, her sis and her cousins.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite fun :D catching up with val and stuffs&lt;br /&gt;the games were also quite fun&lt;br /&gt;lols, watching the olympics closing ceremony now.&lt;br /&gt;quite a let down actually.&lt;br /&gt;aiyah... gtg ler, byes :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-7499337712206230030?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7499337712206230030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=7499337712206230030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7499337712206230030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7499337712206230030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahhh-havent-updated-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-407290059639934239</id><published>2008-08-17T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:14:54.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lala.&lt;br /&gt;today was normal, and my stomach didn't disbehave &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; so much.&lt;br /&gt;spent the morning at church then went to parkway with my family for most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;during lunch my stomach threatened to revolt.&lt;br /&gt;i knew i shouldn't have drunk that coke.&lt;br /&gt;ahh, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm contemplating whether or not to go for the choir thing.&lt;br /&gt;to go, not to go, to go, not to go, go, dont, go, dont, go, dont, up, down, left, right, north, south, east, west, if you do the hokey pokey and you turn yourself around...&lt;br /&gt;LAWL.&lt;br /&gt;then again, i still have that geog test to revise for.&lt;br /&gt;AND, like the &lt;strong&gt;perfect genius&lt;/strong&gt; that i am, i brought home the &lt;em&gt;wrong&lt;/em&gt; textbook!&lt;br /&gt;i feel like cursing the person who created the syllabus to stupidly that they just dont want to follow the sequence of the topics in the textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, what's the point of jumping from sec one to sec two, from sec one to sec two and ridiculous stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;it is purely idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;grarh.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i took that nus high entrance test with julian.&lt;br /&gt;wow, big jump in topic. but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i convinced her to come to my house first before my dad sent us there together,&lt;br /&gt;so she reached at about 7.45 while i was still having my breakfast and all.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, when we reached, we were doing the necessary registration things,&lt;br /&gt;and the person found my name easily, having the conveinience of always being one of the first due to the first two letters,&lt;br /&gt;but julian, on the other hand couldn't find her name!!&lt;br /&gt;oh shock!&lt;br /&gt;in the end this person came and was like asking wether she paid, wether she had the receipt with her and all, then in the end she was like "okay, we'll still let you take the test, and if you don't hear from me in the next few days, then it's fine."&lt;br /&gt;so i was like heehee-ing her for the remainder of the waiting time while julian's nerves were getting frayed.&lt;br /&gt;i, on the other hand, was happily playing icy tower on her fone and complaining about my oversized jeans instead while she was angsting about the number of people present and how worried she was for the maths part of the test.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, the test was, dare i say, a slight calamity.&lt;br /&gt;the science was fine, but the maths, oh the maths!&lt;br /&gt;trauma~~&lt;br /&gt;it will be best to be less spoken about.&lt;br /&gt;hey that rhymes. oh, the joy of poetry. (gags)&lt;br /&gt;ah well. the difficult test only cleared more way for me :D&lt;br /&gt;lawl. at least that's what i keep telling myself.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. gtg now. byee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-407290059639934239?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/407290059639934239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=407290059639934239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/407290059639934239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/407290059639934239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/08/lala.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-3291971988700374714</id><published>2008-08-13T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T15:34:01.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHH. I'M SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK.&lt;br /&gt;stupid gastric flu.&lt;br /&gt;GAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-3291971988700374714?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3291971988700374714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=3291971988700374714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3291971988700374714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3291971988700374714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-7371733738594515083</id><published>2008-08-08T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T17:29:02.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aw my GAWD. i am dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;although i did not want to admit this to rachel.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i missed my computer!! and my tatami!! and everything, practically.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i slept over at rachel's house. and i found out that her brother is worse than mine.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe he found a kindred spirit. i thought my brother was the only one who could eat that much, and the only one who can be that annoying and idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;her mom is also very nice, reminds me of my own :D&lt;br /&gt;and I GOT FEI FEI ALL TO MYSELF, JULIAN!! MUAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;lol. ohoh, and we ate CHOCOLATE MUFFINS :D&lt;br /&gt;suan you!!! who ask you dun want to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like damn fun, we went to play in the rain, and got really cold cos it was windy also.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to shower, then we play piano for a while, then had dinner and muffins :].&lt;br /&gt;after that, we walked to 7-eleven with her brother to buy stuff for X-country.&lt;br /&gt;on the way back we saw this really cute cat, and it had like, BLUE EYES.&lt;br /&gt;it was so sweet, and we spent like ten minutes trying to get it to come nearer, but in the end rachel's brother scared it away.&lt;br /&gt;then when we came back we were talking a lot before we slept and all.&lt;br /&gt;then in the morning i heard her brother's alarm instead, and i thought must wake up ler, so i stupid stupid wake up like what 40 min earlier D:&lt; i was like, THE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;then her mom sent us to the X-country, and we met chicken, who gave us the tie and ribbons and all.&lt;br /&gt;then after that we found julian they all and we went to sit down, and sheryl was going around spraying our hair and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;then i had to go up for the choir thingo before we ran to sing the national anthem and my people my home or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;then after that was the run, which i didn't feel like running, so julian was like impatient and calling me a Nara and all. then in the end she pulled me off to run.&lt;br /&gt;hurh. in the end only got 73rd place D: if i had wanted to run we would have prolly gotten, top 50 i think... or top 60 at least.&lt;br /&gt;julian was like blaming me, and i was just giving her the i dont give a damn about the thing, so troublesome, and goes calling me a Nara again...&lt;br /&gt;and my foot was hurting cos i had a hole in my shoe sole.&lt;br /&gt;lol anyway after that got community singing, have to go sing in front with christel and pei ru they all.&lt;br /&gt;it was damn chaotic lah, cos we never really practice with the tracks, so we were fast for most of it, but i dont think anyone noticed...? o.o well at least i hope.&lt;br /&gt;after the event and all i walked with rachel back to her house to do the spaghetti thing.&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty nice except for the fact that we had to walk all the way to cold storage and back, her brother ruined the noodles by not boiling them enough, and the sauce was a bit too cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;but it seriously wasnt that bad.&lt;br /&gt;aw now my feet are complaining. gosh....&lt;br /&gt;i was like so tired i fell asleep multiple times on the bus, waking up everytime the bus jerked.&lt;br /&gt;ahh, i want to go read some more naruto :D bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-7371733738594515083?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7371733738594515083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=7371733738594515083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7371733738594515083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7371733738594515083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/08/aw-my-gawd.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-3583850410481486422</id><published>2008-08-01T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T19:16:30.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol today choir was... chaotic??&lt;br /&gt;1st, we couldnt get the keys, then we couldnt get scores, and ms yin was coming...&lt;br /&gt;i dun think i want to relate it to you in full... because just remembering it is a pain.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, the choir room opened, and we did combine sectionals and cui dong cui when ms yin came, then we broke for sectionals for this new chinese song.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was pretty ridiculous, because we didnt know how to read majority of the words because of the lack of hanyu pinyin.&lt;br /&gt;hai, in the end, i managed to cover until the 3rd page...&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to learn it myself over the weekend so that teaching will be easier...&lt;br /&gt;haiyo, so troublesome....&lt;br /&gt;hey, that sounds like shikamaru! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then after choir pei ru, christina and i, went to music room to put back the keyboards, then when we wanted to go out, christina turned off the lights before opening the door, but the door on the outside couldnt open, and we were like in the &lt;em&gt;semi-darkness&lt;/em&gt; lol&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then is like, i started crapping about ghosts and the music room being haunted (cant help it, typical me :D), and christina looked damn spooked, until pei ru managed to open the door.&lt;br /&gt;then when we were walking back, we saw this family burning the qi yue paper thingos,&lt;br /&gt;then we started talking about how the qi yue thing start already, and how funny that it was folloeing the english calendar also.&lt;br /&gt;then christina was like saying that's why when i started talking about haunted music room she got scared,&lt;br /&gt;then i was like oh chey, no wonder and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm like, seriously lagg larh... :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm off to sian some more now! bye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;be more careful now, cannot go out once it's dark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-3583850410481486422?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3583850410481486422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=3583850410481486422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3583850410481486422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3583850410481486422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/08/lol-today-choir-was.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-1963800330268415577</id><published>2008-07-31T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T18:45:34.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lols today was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;PFT was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;results:&lt;br /&gt;sit ups : 50 (A!!)&lt;br /&gt;inclined pull ups : 18 (A!!)&lt;br /&gt;sit and reach: 53 (A!!)&lt;br /&gt;broad jump: 165 D: (B)&lt;br /&gt;shuttle run: 11.6 D: (B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for shuttle run damn funny, julian and rachel borrowed my "magic shoes" so i was walking around in socks for a short period of time. when we were walking home, i realised there was a hole in the sole D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey, lol that rhymes! &lt;em&gt;hole&lt;/em&gt; in the &lt;em&gt;sole&lt;/em&gt;... lmao, retarded :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'll retake any, too troublesome. anyway, GOLD already mah :DD&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think i'll go back to read the mating frenzy now. :D damn cuuuuute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-1963800330268415577?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1963800330268415577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=1963800330268415577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/1963800330268415577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/1963800330268415577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/07/lols-today-was-fun-d-pft-was-fun-d.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-7008609477175253207</id><published>2008-07-26T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:18:46.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I'm supposed to be doing my art homework, but I'm sorta... waiting for inspiration. yes, so while it's taking it's time in reaching me, I shall oblige you by posting the pics for sungei buloh trip which I believe I have promised sometime or another before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqecueWDYI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dAWSG8XWG0k/s1600-h/IMAG0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227164533865713026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqecueWDYI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dAWSG8XWG0k/s320/IMAG0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqec9g97qI/AAAAAAAAAO0/uLsCD453EkY/s1600-h/IMAG0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227164537903247010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqec9g97qI/AAAAAAAAAO0/uLsCD453EkY/s320/IMAG0088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqedPURqRI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_CZSlnwuN8o/s1600-h/IMAG0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227164542681852178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqedPURqRI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_CZSlnwuN8o/s320/IMAG0089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;roads to nowhere, which I took when we went on that extra super long trail which claire said had a wonderful view at the end (which we didn't manage to reach anyway) while everyone else slacked at the main building place. but still, it was pretty nice, you gotta admit. maybe somebody will spot my talent for photography lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you can tell I am sian when I start talking like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227164536185291986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqec3HYBNI/AAAAAAAAAOs/RWWk_EDi5XY/s320/IMAG0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;polluted water. (duh!) just thought I'd post it. maybe some rich guy with too much money can sue the prawn fishing guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdfXnHnqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jx3UUKbu_iM/s1600-h/IMAG0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227163479756480162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdfXnHnqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jx3UUKbu_iM/s320/IMAG0079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aiyah, this pic. actually jia wen and rachel only, then claire extra and run in halfway lol, so the picture looks out of balance. I am a much better photographer than to plan for a photo like this without proper symmetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdfsEdH5I/AAAAAAAAAOM/14z-i0AwfdU/s1600-h/IMAG0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227163485248233362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdfsEdH5I/AAAAAAAAAOM/14z-i0AwfdU/s320/IMAG0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; the rooooooooooooots! argh, they're coooooooming to get youuuuuuuuuuuuu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdfqfi3XI/AAAAAAAAAOU/VghFQvMc7Kw/s1600-h/IMAG0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227163484824984946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdfqfi3XI/AAAAAAAAAOU/VghFQvMc7Kw/s320/IMAG0083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; lol fifi has her freaky eye thing again. rachel's face is kinda stretched. wonder why. I think it's my phone camera. sigh, you can never really rely on phone cameras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdf6fIW2I/AAAAAAAAAOc/4R1ABN0eI5o/s1600-h/IMAG0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227163489118215010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdf6fIW2I/AAAAAAAAAOc/4R1ABN0eI5o/s320/IMAG0084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can you see the 3 buildings in the distance? julian was being mean and saying that was claire, her, then me last D: that's malaysia anyway, fyi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdIWil7hI/AAAAAAAAANU/KeWUSMLDBwg/s1600-h/DSC07035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227163084332068370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdIWil7hI/AAAAAAAAANU/KeWUSMLDBwg/s320/DSC07035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;roflmao, I look retarded in this photo. this time julian's face is stretched, and good thing she can't blame my phone camera, cos it wasn't taken with my phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdIrBkT2I/AAAAAAAAANc/qU7SivMqtZI/s1600-h/DSC07036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227163089830694754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdIrBkT2I/AAAAAAAAANc/qU7SivMqtZI/s320/DSC07036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can you see the height difference? lol. poor philene :D nya, not fair, claire so taaall. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdI16RvkI/AAAAAAAAANk/X7rkrV1DCWA/s1600-h/DSC07037.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdIw677UI/AAAAAAAAANs/wVdbTablhbc/s1600-h/IMAG0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227163091413495106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdIw677UI/AAAAAAAAANs/wVdbTablhbc/s320/IMAG0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdJIoQdZI/AAAAAAAAAN0/sx0T1tFHkYY/s1600-h/IMAG0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227163097777599890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdJIoQdZI/AAAAAAAAAN0/sx0T1tFHkYY/s320/IMAG0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; lol, jiawen eating lollipop. she was like imitating the magnum advertistment, but instead of ice cream is lollipop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227163479879676738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqdfYEfc0I/AAAAAAAAAN8/elNRldyyn8Q/s320/IMAG0078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chicken professing her undying love for a disgusted joey. lmao :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, no more pics, sad. now I gotta start on the freakish art. should I do expressionistic or realistic? inspiration, I command you to come noooooow!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gosh, I am really sian. really really really really really really sian. ah well. I guess I shouldn't make you sian either by reading this crap. so I shall be kind and let you off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think the sian-ness got to my head. I am actually being kind?! what has the world come to? reminds mw of that quote thing julian told me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"you know the world is screwed when the best rapper is white, the best golfer is black, the germans don't want to go to war, the french are accusing the british of arrogance, and the three most important and influential men are bush, dick, and colon."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;roflmao, I think I'm rambling again. wait. what do I mean I think? that's so darn obvious I am rambling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh shit. I hear the car. I'm supposed to finish by the time mum's back and I haven't touched a thing. crap. where's that bloody inspiration?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gosh. I think I'd better say a belated farewell. bye. the tigress is marching up the stairs. wish me luck. I'll need it. I'll need a lot of it, in fact.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-7008609477175253207?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7008609477175253207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=7008609477175253207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7008609477175253207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7008609477175253207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-know-im-supposed-to-be-doing-my-art.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIqecueWDYI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dAWSG8XWG0k/s72-c/IMAG0086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-1822549757772307523</id><published>2008-07-19T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:18:47.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a hell of a day. when i say it like this, i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;first, went to rachel's house for chinese project, and then cos i was 1/2 hr late, they made me do everything. unreasonable!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they even like locked me out when i came until the security alarm started going...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then anyway i got damn fed up because google was not proven cooperative, and i was really tired and all, so in the end, between two cups of ribena and chocolate of which the majority was eaten by julian, i decided to hell with it, and got some wierdo pics and just pust them on the side and sent it to fifi, to ask her to add in the explanations and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then julian and i were fighting over rachel's toy dog, and in the end i got the bottom half and julian got the top half :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i decided, since we're all here anyway, may as well practice the music project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i re tied my hair which had gone haywire from all the rolling on the ground, and then we went the practice on rachel's piano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monty was making a lot of noise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol, no offense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i invited them to come ice skating with me, since i'm going with my siblings and cousin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at first both of them cnt, then i managed to persuade julian to persuade her mum, so in the end originally only julian could go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then rachel decided to ponn her church thing and come also :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so in the end my mum came to fetch us to go home to have lunch first before going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then cos we were drinking root beer in those glasses, my cousin started doing the high pitch thing by rubbing his finger along the mouth of the glass, then soon all of us were like playing and the room was like ringing, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we went to kallang leisure park, and then went to the ice rink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;both of them were like worried cos they never ice skated before, although both of them can rollerblade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the end rachel picked it up quite fast, then monty was like struggling for majority of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after they re surfaced the ice, it was much better, cos the ice was smoother and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i was trying to teach rachel to brake and how to fall while julian just heck care and continued trying to skate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i saw the triplets, the ones who live at branksome road as well, who were having a figure skating lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then after their lesson they kept coming over to play, then at one period of time there were like seven of us skating together in a row, damn fun :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;julian fell for a grand total of what, five times? LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then on the way back, mum was dropping julian and rachel home, then we... got into a sort of minor accident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;try to imagine. we are at one end of the junction, and then there was green light, so my mum drove, correct?&lt;br /&gt;then since our side was green that means the other side is red right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, BUT, this freakish stupid lady on the other side, the right side, suddenly turned in front of my mum, just as we started to drive, and knocked the car plate clean off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i jerked, good thing got seatbelt, and rachel, who was sleeping, sorta slammed into my mum's headrest in front of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was damn pissed, and i will spare you most of the details, except that i was freakishly mad, and i was sorely tempted to punch the lady's nose to the back of her head and have her skull implode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even my mum got a bit worried and was like trying to calm me down and all.&lt;br /&gt;pah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then after all the hoohah and after julian was sent to kembangan mrt and rachel was sent home, i was complaining about the lady and calling her as many appropriate words i could summon forth from my vocabulary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my mother was like telling me to cool down and look at it from the lady's point of view, and understand a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i was like, heck, what is there to understand? we had the right of way, it was green light, she had red light, and she could plainly see us but she was asking for death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then my mom started talking about oh how it was her first day having the car and how awful it must be to get into an accident immediately, and how she was driving with her parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i was like so what? so what? why should i bloody care? because it simply, does not change the fact that she is in the wrong. ohh, maybe her parents were distracting her? or maybe our car was too black that she couldn't see it? bullshit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mum was like, can you try to not keep pushing the blame all the time to other people, and i was like what blame do we carry? we were just being good law abiding road users when she is the one who violated the highway code.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that pretty much left my mum with nothing much to say except that she would now reconsider letting me drive because i might cause serious road rage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i was like so what? i'll just take the exam anyway, then my mum decided to leave me alone on account that i was still angry and not thinking clearly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he&lt;em&gt;llo&lt;/em&gt;, i think clearly for myself 24/7 thank you very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all this is making me fed up all over again. anyway, pics, pics. they'll cheer all of us up :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224715941837090674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIHrd6WFL3I/AAAAAAAAAMs/hbr3ILsklrQ/s320/IMAG0055%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224715946286266082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIHreK62NuI/AAAAAAAAAM8/YlAEA3APmic/s320/IMAG0057%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they refused to pose, so i took candid :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224715945546767426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIHreIKiXEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/viduxteSX1Q/s320/IMAG0056%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;finally, a pose :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224715947708058722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIHreQN1DGI/AAAAAAAAANE/YkFZLlADvv0/s320/IMAG0058%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224715951382244834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIHred50reI/AAAAAAAAANM/otwwHa7IBuw/s320/IMAG0059%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ah well. dun think you'd want to see the pictures of the damaged cars. so i guess this is all...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ah. i can hear the xbox. need to chiong and steal it to play forza :D toodles. wish me luck in getting my mood up to a better level.                    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-1822549757772307523?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1822549757772307523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=1822549757772307523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/1822549757772307523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/1822549757772307523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-was-hell-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sDnPBbJdieE/SIHrd6WFL3I/AAAAAAAAAMs/hbr3ILsklrQ/s72-c/IMAG0055%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-5614165270464502798</id><published>2008-07-18T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:27:13.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uwah!! today was&lt;em&gt; draining&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;instead of 2.4 we got circuit training again today, sucky.&lt;br /&gt;2.4 is so much easier! but then sequiera was like it's not good to only train in 1 area, so no choice.&lt;br /&gt;then after that music was fun :D the teacher was like telling us to get into groups of three, and julian was like grab me and rachel and said "you're mine" lol lah!!&lt;br /&gt;then we were supposed to like make our own MIDI track thing, and rachel and i immediately said canon in D, and monty was like no, to zanarkand! but then we figured that to zanarkand very hard to harmonise, and plus rachel already made up an accompaniment for the canon in D.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the keyboard that was hooked to the computer was like miniscule, and couldn't fit to zanarkand, but canon in D was like gang gang hao...&lt;br /&gt;was damn fun, except that there was that idiotic metronome thingo going on, and then it kept distracting me cos it was so damn slooooow. in the end we just junked the whole thing and left it for the next lesson. but it was fun, still :D&lt;br /&gt;then history was sian, learning abt labour front and our seniors rioting and all. i was like damn surprised when i saw it was chapter 8. i was like huh? when did we finish chapter 4?&lt;br /&gt;lolz... i better get my head out of the gutter and concentrate during history, although no matter how hard i try it's still a friggin b3.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i spent history learning ke wen 21, 23, 29 cos i dunno that there was test today.&lt;br /&gt;philene was like "did you study for the test?" and i was like "huh? what test?" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;so i was chionging the thing, and thankfully i managed to cram everything inside just in time.&lt;br /&gt;there was like this ci yu that i couldn't remember, and i was like thinking and thinkling before i skipped it. then last five minutes it suddenly came to me lol and i was like YEAY :D&lt;br /&gt;so the test wasn't so bad after all. the compres were also quite okay, the 1st one was a lame one about teenagers and their sad sad silent and unloving family that leads them to taking drugs and putting their lives in danger all all that crap.&lt;br /&gt;the second one was slightly better, about some handicapped girl and how her step father like helped her out in her life and all.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i did fine.&lt;br /&gt;then choir.... haiyer, i dun want to talk about it anymore... sucks larh, i'm sick of all the politics.&lt;br /&gt;can't we all just sing happily together, cooperate and not have so much internal strife?&lt;br /&gt;sians, but anyway, i think i will tell you more about it sometime later, very tired now.&lt;br /&gt;and mum's calling me for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;the light at the end of the tunnel today is, besides the arrival of the weekends, is that there's ghost whisperer later :D&lt;br /&gt;just hope adele doesn't freak and mum wont let us watch halfway through again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-5614165270464502798?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5614165270464502798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=5614165270464502798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/5614165270464502798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/5614165270464502798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/07/uwah-today-was-draining.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-6574471800318172510</id><published>2008-07-17T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:06:43.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalas. today was quite fun, i think.&lt;br /&gt;accept that art was hell cos i was chionging the hmk during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;lol larh, 1st period was lit tutorial where julian's group did the dramatic reading thing.&lt;br /&gt;damn cute larh :D cheryln and cheng hao wore headbands, and cheng hao also put on lipstick :D&lt;br /&gt;then actually tiffany wanted julian to wear the peacock feathers in her hair, but she managed to not wear...&lt;br /&gt;and our class was the only one with props for todays presentation :D&lt;br /&gt;mrs tan [is it? dno...] said it was very good anyways.&lt;br /&gt;and monty got to shout profanities in front of everyone, lucky!&lt;br /&gt;then after that shu fa, also no time to do art, went to the calligraphy gallery.&lt;br /&gt;julian gave me that thousand years of pain, dunno what sennen itai thingo on my arm&lt;br /&gt;and it was like p6 injections all over again. damn pain! whole arm was like numb.&lt;br /&gt;then started singing linkin park numb!! roflmao...&lt;br /&gt;then got Hmec. &lt;s&gt;i accidentally splash oil onto rachel's face&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and i kind of forgot to bring cheese.&lt;br /&gt;so julian and rachel were like plotting my demise. my slow and painful demise. :X&lt;br /&gt;i was like, philene help! and she was like so what? walau!!! want to cry!&lt;br /&gt;then after recess was shu fa, also no time to do art, went to the calligraphy gallery.&lt;br /&gt;julian gave me that thousand years of pain, dunno what sennen itai thingo on my arm&lt;br /&gt;and it was like p6 injections all over again. damn pain! whole arm was like numb.&lt;br /&gt;then started singing linkin park numb!! roflmao...&lt;br /&gt;after that was bio, watch some funny video.&lt;br /&gt;camera was like inserted into this pregnant lady's body then can see the inside and all.&lt;br /&gt;frankly a bit sick lah. julian seems to think the woman is very wei da -.="&lt;br /&gt;so also completed the line-art during bio, with julian's help.&lt;br /&gt;then after that was english, yati ask us to do that dog float thing.&lt;br /&gt;so also no time to colour. friggin teacher want us to colour the picture.&lt;br /&gt;so julian was like quai quai bang wo zuo the dress shading.&lt;br /&gt;so most of it was actually julian's work :P&lt;br /&gt;but then you know what? after that finally got art, and the teacher was like never check that one, check different one. walau! feel so cheated lol!&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got choir...&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether to look forward or not... hai.&lt;br /&gt;the new assistant conductor, mr teo i think, not very nice...&lt;br /&gt;no offense lah, but come on. the guy was talking about how he dun want to see our faces anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and he was like "i feel like slapping the basses."&lt;br /&gt;walau?! and then he was like damn upset with keith. cos he was saying that he got black face.&lt;br /&gt;then he was like saying something along the lines of dun want to sing then dun sing or something.&lt;br /&gt;then he didn't let keith sing. but it's like not keith's fault lah actually.&lt;br /&gt;his normal face is like like that de lor! sian sian half asleep kind.&lt;br /&gt;and sectionals on wednesday was sian&lt;br /&gt;combine with the sops and the other ass. conductor...&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather we do our own at the staircase there. for one, it's not so friggin cold!&lt;br /&gt;it was like, the north pole or something.&lt;br /&gt;then go back to music room was WORSE. i was like chattering my teeth on purpose for fun.&lt;br /&gt;and then christel and jolene were like try to do it as fast, but failed.&lt;br /&gt;lol, lah. i was like, natural vibrato cos so cold. then christina, jolene and me were putting finger and hand prints on christel's legs.&lt;br /&gt;cos dunno why she wasnt as cold, then is like when we press our finger, for instance, on her leg then let go, can see the print :D&lt;br /&gt;then we were like making handprints, fingerprints, heart shape and all :D&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;hiayos, gtg ler, sleep early. COS TOMORROW GOT FRIGGIN 2.4. wish me luck, darlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-6574471800318172510?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6574471800318172510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=6574471800318172510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/6574471800318172510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/6574471800318172510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/07/lalas.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-4092814110148973812</id><published>2008-07-14T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T18:03:46.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheehee :DD&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i FINALLY watched Hancock.&lt;br /&gt;about time, I say!!&lt;br /&gt;we very nearly watched Hellboy 2, but my dad ifgured it would be easier to get the DVD for that.&lt;br /&gt;so I got to watch Hancock :D&lt;br /&gt;was very nice, especially the parts where he kept on threatening to shove people's heads up other people's asses.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-4092814110148973812?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4092814110148973812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=4092814110148973812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4092814110148973812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4092814110148973812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/07/wheehee-dd-yesterday-i-finally-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-2254035779595529234</id><published>2008-07-10T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:39:56.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;YA!!! ZOMG ZOMG ZOMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TODAY IS LIKE MY LUCKY DAY OR SOMETHING :DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GUESS WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I FRIGGIN GOT INTO TEMASEK ACADEMY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAHOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND THEN I GOT DISTINCTION, TOP 3% OF ALL THE SEC 2 PARTICIPANTS IN SINGAPORE FOR THE NEW SOUTH WALES SCIENCE :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMGGGGGGG!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry for the kinda mad post, BUT I'M LIKE HYPERVENTIALTING HERE!! :D&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/2349718205422112655-2254035779595529234?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2254035779595529234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=2254035779595529234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/2254035779595529234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/2254035779595529234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/07/ya-zomg-zomg-zomg-today-is-like-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-5539220266302061577</id><published>2008-07-01T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T20:57:04.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised that I may have upset a few people with my previous flame.&lt;br /&gt;so, I am officially apologising here.&lt;br /&gt;however, I will not remove it, because I feel that what I have pointed out still stands true.&lt;br /&gt;so probably the only time I will remove it is when I feel that things have changed for the better,&lt;br /&gt;then again I mightn't because it can serve as a reminder to constantly move forward and not be complacent and backslide.&lt;br /&gt;and I was seriously very pissed off because they'd cancelled the czech trip.&lt;br /&gt;so... I guess this ends this 'apology post'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-5539220266302061577?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5539220266302061577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=5539220266302061577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/5539220266302061577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/5539220266302061577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-realised-that-i-may-have-upset-few.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-5411010524022621013</id><published>2008-06-30T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T17:29:14.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was quite, say, eventful?&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to do my maths, so was chionging during english and recess, so in the end we could only go to play piano during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;then during maths ms mong said that the maths hand in the next lesson, so actually the chionging was all for like nothing...&lt;br /&gt;anyway halfway through maths we went for phototaking, and it was a TRAUMATIC EXPERIENCE.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I HAD TO SIT IN THE FIRST ROW&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;am I that bloody short damnit?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the formal, good thing the wind didn't get my hair again like last year. *horrid memories begone!* but julian mangaged to grab my hair during the 1st informal D: *pout*&lt;br /&gt;then for the 2nd informal I ran round back to sili and julian because they said can change place.&lt;br /&gt;and the both of them purposely tiptoe so I'll appear, erm, more vertically challenged. Hmpf!&lt;br /&gt;then chinese was sian, did chem ws and xi zi while yang meh was doing the ke wen.&lt;br /&gt;then chem was fun, learning ions :D i can't help liking atoms, can I?&lt;br /&gt;for lunch monty and I ate jap, then we went piano and met xiao meng.&lt;br /&gt;xiao meng was like begging me to teach her to zanarkand also, and I wound up teaching her the left and right hand for the first part.&lt;br /&gt;then rachel came and started teaching julian the left hand also.&lt;br /&gt;so it was quite noisy, lol&lt;br /&gt;then rachel asked me to play the full to zanarkand, and then I played canon in d,&lt;br /&gt;and kang ning and hui xian were upstairs and were like saying i shouldn't hold public concerts, should hold expensive ones lol.&lt;br /&gt;interact play that funny running game again.&lt;br /&gt;tiffany keep trying to sabo me lah, aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;julian also, for that matter. D:&lt;br /&gt;then... assembly was sian... EDS performance was quite... okay lah, no offense, but really soft.&lt;br /&gt;halfway though julian and I decided to go boob sightseeing, and I was like looking at fifi's and making binoculars with my hands and saying "oh look, it the himalayas!" and julian was looking at claire's and saying "oh look, it's bukit timah and bukit merah!" and so on so forth.&lt;br /&gt;apparently julian is the swiss alps, jia wen is hiroshima and nagasaki :P and i'm the rockies -.=&lt;br /&gt;I was like, "mrs ho will be so proud of us for remembering the various mountain ranges"&lt;br /&gt;haiya sian... I think I will go and read Chasing the Dragon now. toodles :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-5411010524022621013?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5411010524022621013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=5411010524022621013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/5411010524022621013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/5411010524022621013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-was-quite-say-eventful-i-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-7026217215933476039</id><published>2008-06-27T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T19:43:48.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm DAMN BLOODY FREAKING EFFING FED UP.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care, and I'm going all out to scream, but I won't mention names.&lt;br /&gt;however, if this happens again, I WILL NOT HESITATE TO NAME YOU ALL.&lt;br /&gt;I'm already being nice not posting on the choir blog as well.&lt;br /&gt;well, I'm telling you this, ALTOS YOU ALL SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA HOW ALL YOUR IDIOTIC SUCKY ATTITUDES ARE AFFECTING CHRISTEL, CHRISTINA, PEI RU, ME, AND EVERYONE WHO IS TRYING TO HELP YOU.&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU UNDERSTAND THAT WHEN WE TRY TO CORRECT YOU WE ARE NOT SINGLING YOU OUT, NOR ARE WE TRYING TO MAKE YOU FEEL BAD AND EMBARRASS YOU IN FRONT OF EVERYBODY.&lt;br /&gt;IN RETURN FOR CONSTRUCTIVE CRITISISM, WE GET YOU SUCKY ATTITUDES AND THEN SOMETIMES, CORRECTION, MOST OF THE TIME, GET FLAMED ON YOUR BLOGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS DASTARDLY NONSENSE HAS GOT TO STOP, YOU HEAR ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SICK AND TIRED OF HAVING MS YIN SCOLD US EVERY WEEK, AND SEEING SHERYL AND THE REST OF THE COMM TRY SO HARD, JUST TO MAKE YOU GUYS OPEN YOUR FREAKING BLOODY GOLDEN PRECIOUS MOUTHS. AS IF GOLD WILL DROP OUT OR YOU WILL WIILT IF YOU JUST SING PROPERLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, SECTIONALS CAN BE BORING, BUT THAT DOES NOT MEAN YOU DO NOT WORK HARD, SLACK AND JUST PLAY AROUND. WE ALL TRY SO HARD TO TEACH YOU GUYS AND YOU ALL JUST GIVE US THE FUCKING BLACK FACE. YOU THINK WE ENJOY COAXING YOU ALL, TRYING TO TEACH YOU TO SUPPORT AND EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND DON'T YOU FREAKING GIVE ME THE CRAP THAT YOU CANNOT SUPPORT OR CANNOT REACH THE HIGH NOTES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEACUSE EVEN IF THEY ARE HIGH NOTES, THE PEOPLE WHO WROTE THE SONG ACTUALLY KNOW WHAT THEY ARE DOING, AND THEY KNOW WHAT THE ALTO RANGE IS. AND DON'T FREAKING TELL ME YOU CAN'T HIT THAT BLOODY HIGH D OR WHATEVER CRAP. BECAUSE IT IS ALL WELL IN THE ALTO RANGE. FYI, THE ALTO RANGE IS ACTUALLY TWO Gs ABOVE MIDDLE C. AND THOSE IDIOTS WHO CAN'T READ SCORES, TOO BAD FOR YOU, BUT I'LL TELL YOU THAT IS WAY HIGHER THAN HIGH D. AND THIS IS JUST THE IDEAL ALTO. MOST ALTO 1s ARE MEZZO-SOPRANOS, AND THEIR RANGE IS UP TO TWO As ABOVE MIDDLE C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TELL YOU, YOU ALL HAD BETTER BE WARNED THAT I AM GOING ALL OUT TO LASH AT YOU NEXT PRACTICE ALREADY. I'VE ALWAYS BEEN VERY LEINIENT, AND I TRY TO MAKE SECTIONALS LESS BORING BUT IT SEEMS THAT THE ONLY METHOD THAT WORKS ON THE BUNCH OF YOU IS PEP TALKS EVERY WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU GUYS ARE &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;WEAK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, AND I &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DESPISE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; THE WEAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK WE CAN ALL JUST SAY GOOD BYE TO CHOIR ALREADY. LO CHEE LIN ALREADY HAS HIS EYE ON DISBANDING CHOIR, BECAUSE AFTER ALL, IF HE FEELS THAT WE ARE WASTING HIS MONEY AND JUST DOING NOTHING CONSTRUCTIVE, THAT'S WHAT HE WILL DO BECAUSE, WISEN UP PEOPLE, HE IS THE HEAD OF THIS SCHOOL AND HE CAN DO ALMOST EVERYTHING HE WANTS TO. IF CHOIR IS SO UNIMPORTANT TO YOU THAT YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT WETHER WE SURVIVE OR NOT AND YOU JUST COME FOR THE SAKE OF THE CCA POINTS, THEN QUIT YOU WEAKLINGS! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A CHOIR MEMBER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just one more mistake. ONE more. poof, the choir is nothing but an embarrassing past in chung cheng's archives. do you know that people look down on us as a cca? can you all just buck up and prove them wrong? well then, I think this is the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adeiu, sweet amarilis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-7026217215933476039?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7026217215933476039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=7026217215933476039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7026217215933476039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7026217215933476039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-damn-bloody-freaking-effing-fed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-5882058133923060440</id><published>2008-06-26T16:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:18:48.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216103241996335586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SGNSQzL0eeI/AAAAAAAAAMU/MV2NrU_93lM/s320/IMAG0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double sili!! lols! a cookie to whoever guesses whose phone it is :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216103242369077234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SGNSQ0ksD_I/AAAAAAAAAMc/J2ePRaypvxo/s320/IMAG0037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, for one of the very best shots ever to be taken under the professional lens of photographer Abigail! drumroooooolls please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dumdada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dumdada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DUMDUMDUMdada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dumdada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dumdada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DUMDUMDUM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SGNSRJeurMI/AAAAAAAAAMk/LdZPUMtbhQU/s1600-h/IMAG0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216103247981227202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SGNSRJeurMI/AAAAAAAAAMk/LdZPUMtbhQU/s320/IMAG0038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tada!! all the waiting and drumrolls were worth it, no? :DDD&lt;br /&gt;we all were laughing like shit, and fifi was like in depression.&lt;br /&gt;i expect you will see this soon on sili or julians blog as well :D&lt;br /&gt;poor fifi, but at least now you're world famous, thanks to moi wonderful photography skills! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, now I think I had better finish that mountain load of homework D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-5882058133923060440?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5882058133923060440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=5882058133923060440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/5882058133923060440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/5882058133923060440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/06/double-sili-lols-cookie-to-whoever.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sDnPBbJdieE/SGNSQzL0eeI/AAAAAAAAAMU/MV2NrU_93lM/s72-c/IMAG0035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-3656134468753126083</id><published>2008-06-26T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:18:49.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrighty, on account on the numerous people urging me to update, well, here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was busy like HELL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first I had to leave class early and go for the TJ interview, so i skipped the english and lit lecture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish it was the other way round, cos after recess was chinese, then acc, then english and lit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at any rate, chinese and acc are the better calsses to skip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aaaanyway, then the interview ended at about 4:30, and my mom picked me up and dropped me in school again for choir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because I reached only at around 5 pm, I could only stay around for an hour or so, because I had piano at 6:30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so... I only finally got a breather after piano, at 8pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then I had to chiong geog homework and charisma homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only did geog, because it was just 2 pages long, and all the info could be taken from the textbook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just did the cover page for charisma and leave the journal-writing for today to do, and just tell mdm yati that i did not bring the english homework as well because I didn't know she would be teaching english during RD. because obviously I had absolutely no time whatsoever to complete my english homework as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;turns out, geog was cancelled, and charisma was to be handed in by next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so all the chionging was all for nought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyway, RD was quite fun, we went to the library, and apparently the future RD lessons are also to be held like this, as well as the sharing of newspaper cuttings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apart from the newspaper cutting part, I think that the future eng and RD lessons with mdm yati will be quite nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she seems to be a very nice teacher... after all we were laughing at the indian guy on the 9 o'clock channel 5 news because we felt he looked like an indian... (oops!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we also have a new art, teacher, and although she is quite strict, it is pretty clear she knows what she's doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unlike the previous art teacher, no offense, but he was really not taking any interest in his job at all, that's for certain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this term's art curriculuim looks pretty interesting as well, so things are looking up :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, mdm tham is taking us for Hmec this year, and we will be cooking more interesting things than sandwiches this year :D&lt;br /&gt;today I went for lunch at parkway with julian, philene and sili at KFC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was this group of VJ guys, and I think I saw evan, but anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;julian and I went to order first, while sili and fifi waited to look after the stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wasn't exactly hungry, so I just had cheese fries and a pepsi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;julian, sili and fifi all had the cheese melts thingi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was so fun :D sili was eating her fries, then at one point of time, she had like 3 fries in her mouth, all covered with mayo and julian and i were overreacting due to excessive exposure to lime and lemon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she did it 2 other times, all of which I failed to get a picture of D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, other pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216101141154517202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SGNQWg8GUNI/AAAAAAAAAME/wPvznZhclcA/s320/IMAG0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;fifi...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216101136830739762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SGNQWQ1OtTI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7tRL41oRDOg/s320/IMAG0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;julian...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216101144995661666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SGNQWvP5h2I/AAAAAAAAAL8/TIMSwKWpLsU/s320/IMAG0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216101146012743810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SGNQWzCY-II/AAAAAAAAAMM/2zVmF0j9cOY/s320/IMAG0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sili...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216101135704749698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SGNQWMoxdoI/AAAAAAAAALs/6Jonw2e2ZA4/s320/IMAG0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the cheese metlz box, lol!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;more pics, actually, but dunno why cannot upload... all these are not that funny. funny ones are later... I'll post it on a seperate post. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-3656134468753126083?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3656134468753126083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=3656134468753126083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3656134468753126083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3656134468753126083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/06/alrighty-on-account-on-numerous-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sDnPBbJdieE/SGNQWg8GUNI/AAAAAAAAAME/wPvznZhclcA/s72-c/IMAG0032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-6157282061615747309</id><published>2008-06-19T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:18:50.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh i realised that i forgot to talk about today's farewell party for the sec 4s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i reached at 12.30 on the dot, and Zann they all were blowing balloons, so i also helped blow some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zann wrote my name on a yellow one, then blew it up so my name got really faded and stretched and all, lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then she started decorating a white one with lots of heart shapes-then added my name again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apparently to fill up the blank spaces, according to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i popped it for fun :D *evil grin*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tiffany was like, "why don't you blow then write? then it won't be stretched".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really think she's lacking in common sense. how she got to the interview stage for vj, i don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, Christel kindly enlightened her that if she were to do so, the balloon would pop, either because the nib is too sharp, or the pen is scratchy and cause the balloon to pop due to excess friction.&lt;br /&gt;then we just sat around and ate lunch for about an hour, then played double whacko for another hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christel conveniently skipped out by claiming to have a heavy-duty headache, and watched us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Puay Ru eventually joined in after a few rounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was originally sitting behind Zann, when Yun Shi finally hit her, even though i called Kuo Xian already.&lt;br /&gt;then, Yun Shi was behind me, and Tiffany suddenly took it into her head to sabo me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i soon got hit by Wei Shan, i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, so on and so forth for about an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then there was a misunderstanding, because i was informed that the party was to end at 2.30,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then apparently it's supposed to end at 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so Zann had tuition, and I had make up piano theory, so valid reason, and we left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unfortunately Puay Ru wasn't allowed to go for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I gave this to Yanning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213502344672259762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SFoUwpnbLrI/AAAAAAAAALU/O89-Pny5wQ8/s320/IMAG0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;cute? :D i made it myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213503209207230258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SFoVi-Qn7zI/AAAAAAAAALc/_yaoSCvZ9zE/s320/IMAG0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i put this treble clef thingi on a thread and attatched it to the bob on top of the hat, so that it can like dangle around, and cos the clothes was too loose or something, i put 2 'buttons' on the back, that can't be removed :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213504316290291922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SFoWjady2NI/AAAAAAAAALk/ArKGEYV1bQ0/s320/IMAG0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;can't actually see properly, but it's attached to the bob, not the smooth part of the hat...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yanning gave us this adorable picture frame with a picture of all us altos last year :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-6157282061615747309?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6157282061615747309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=6157282061615747309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-1783140936072577822</id><published>2008-06-19T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T16:23:13.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so...&lt;br /&gt;choir workshop was pretty okay, much to my surprise.&lt;br /&gt;although it was a bit tiring, due to the long hours.&lt;br /&gt;the new song, adeiu sweet amarilis was relatively easy to learn.&lt;br /&gt;performance piece daemon irrepid callidus (i found out it's latin, Zhi Ying!) was okay,&lt;br /&gt;if not for some people who simply cannot sing just two repetitive notes properly.&lt;br /&gt;christina, christel and i were very worried. i mean, it's just D, C, D, C... and on and on for very long, but still they can't get it.&lt;br /&gt;and they also can't get the 'sinister' feel.&lt;br /&gt;and their adeiu was very airy.&lt;br /&gt;so, needless to say, we were very worried, without worrying for the SIX guys. not 6 tenors, or 6 basses, but 6 tenors AND basses.&lt;br /&gt;however, turns out we needn't have been so worried, cos the guys decided to buck up and be very loud, even louder than the guys from the other schools that had like, 5 times the number of guys than us.&lt;br /&gt;and we were also the smallest choir there.&lt;br /&gt;fairfield was ranked the best, but i think we were second. they only named the 1st cos they said it would be demoralizing.&lt;br /&gt;when the various sections from the 3 other schools were asked which school they thought were the best, all the basses from the 3 other schools thought we were the best, and i think 2 of the other schools thought that the tenors were the best. and when we sent up the representative for our school's bass section, eeron said he thought that our school's bass was the best, and we were all laughing like crazy. i mean, is like the guy really lian pi hen hou.&lt;br /&gt;and a lot, i think 2 schools thought that our sops were the best, and also about 2-3 schools thought our altos were the best :D&lt;br /&gt;although afterwards ms yin said we were sucky (not in her own words)&lt;br /&gt;but i also felt that we didn't do so well, so i was relatively surprised.&lt;br /&gt;we definitely did better when we were rehearsing in the AVT, but when we came out, we sort of got stage fright, even though before that eeron was like telling eveyone not to be scared lols.&lt;br /&gt;so actually i think that we are not as bad as we seem, just that we have to keep the morale going.&lt;br /&gt;because after all it's quality and not quantity that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-1783140936072577822?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1783140936072577822/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-1732393368567682996</id><published>2008-06-16T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T18:46:19.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you might like to check this out - it's pretty, erm, well, hard to describe, but I'll do it to the best of my abilities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gross, sick, weird, twistedly funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now go read. Juuuust click on the link. Come on, don't be shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2192178/?GT1=38001" target="blank"&gt;linkk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-1732393368567682996?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1732393368567682996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=1732393368567682996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/1732393368567682996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/1732393368567682996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-might-like-to-check-this-out-its.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-1129680928102677790</id><published>2008-06-16T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T09:31:31.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooh sorry, I realised that I haven't posted in eons.&lt;br /&gt;so, here I am posting early in the morning, although you can't really say it's early anymore.&lt;br /&gt;the trip to the kelong was fun! we also went to Sibu, but we went to a different one from last year.&lt;br /&gt;the fishing here is better, cos the fishes are dumber. and also, the rods are better.&lt;br /&gt;this one, we have about a string with six to seven hooks on it, so it's much easier to catch fish.&lt;br /&gt;you just throw in some squid, no need for any real bait on the hook, just to let them gather round.&lt;br /&gt;then just throw your line in and keep jiggling it about, and in about like say five to ten seconds, one minute the longest, you have fish on the hook, but not because they were stupid and bit it, but because they got stuck, or rather, pierced by the hook.&lt;br /&gt;most of the fish I caught were pieced through the eye or the stomach.&lt;br /&gt;only one really did go and bite the hook.&lt;br /&gt;I really am not exaggerating, but I am also not saying that this is the proper way to fish,&lt;br /&gt;because it definitely is not.&lt;br /&gt;I caught about 15 fish, the longest being about 30 cm, which is quite good already considering that majority of the fish there is one-third the lenght and sometimes smaller, and the smallest being about 5 cm.&lt;br /&gt;the small ones are disgusting - they have this mucus like substance covering them, and it's like gross. have you ever watched charlie and the chocolate factory? remember the part where willy wonka had to go and eat the mashed green caterpillars and it was all gooey? yup, just like that, also like how you pull a piece of mozzerella cheese and it stretches, just that it is transparent.&lt;br /&gt;at first we were also to go snorkeling at a nearby coral reef but because some prize idiots forgot to bring their swimsuits, we couldn't go.&lt;br /&gt;so we were fishing most of the time. after dinner, most of the time was spent playing mahjong :D&lt;br /&gt;dad taught us how to play, and it wasn't really fair cos he kept winning.&lt;br /&gt;dad won the most times and I won the second most times. :D&lt;br /&gt;I found out that if I were to sit on dad's right hand side of the table, I would be able to 'suck' all his good luck, most of the time. :D&lt;br /&gt;took a mighty lot of pictures, but with mum's camera, so it will depend on how long my mom takes to upload it to her computer for me to publish them here.&lt;br /&gt;yups, I think this is sufficient compensation for the long time I didn't post.&lt;br /&gt;so, adios, amigo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-1129680928102677790?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1129680928102677790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=1129680928102677790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/1129680928102677790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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mind.&lt;br /&gt;and i've finally started on my holiday hmk, and did about 3/4 of the physics, so quite happy with myself.&lt;br /&gt;then i checked my fone and i saw that julian sms-ed that the results for vj application came out ler.&lt;br /&gt;as in like, whether shortlisted for interview or not, not whether pass the entire thing or not la.&lt;br /&gt;and... i didn't pass.&lt;br /&gt;i was like damn super disappointed cos i really wanted to get into vj lurh.&lt;br /&gt;and i am not sure about the tj thing also, haven't come out yet.&lt;br /&gt;and the person narrating the e-learning was so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;cannot pronouce properly and bad intonation. grrr. pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;if you can't speak properly, why have this kind of job?&lt;br /&gt;the boss should just fire him off. the bastard. the boss must be deaf.&lt;br /&gt;then again i might just be crabby cos of the failed application.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE.&lt;br /&gt;maybe not. i think i can very well judge someone's ability to speak pretty well thank you very much, even when i am as pissed as i am now.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-4063586163222737844?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4063586163222737844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=4063586163222737844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4063586163222737844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4063586163222737844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-gads-today-is-not-so-good-day-d-at.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-9141614715059800718</id><published>2008-05-26T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:18:51.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh, camp was FUN :D&lt;br /&gt;although i must say i was complaining alot, cherlyn definitely complained more than me so...&lt;br /&gt;huh, can't really say it was boring :D&lt;br /&gt;my faves are the &lt;strong&gt;campfire&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;em&gt;extreme sports tower&lt;/em&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;river cascading&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;although i wanted to try the rock climbing, no time, so i could only do the flying fox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i got this blue black on my back due to the river cascading hehe, although i think that one is the most fun :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the water was damn cold, but it would haf been better if the water level was higher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea and constance kept calling me prawn cos she said abi sounds like ebi, lols&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND OUR TENT KEPT FALLING D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;twice, i think? yea, twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st time cos we put our towels on top then too heavy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then the 2nd time cos of the humping dog :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the dog thing damn funny la!! xin yu was like damn scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i was joking about how the dog remember xin yu's smell, so even if she change place to the other side of the tent, the dog will go find her, and she was really worried. damn funny!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;climbing Panti wasn't that bad actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they said that the hardest part was from checkpoint 2 to 3, but we only went to 2 cos it was gonna rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the maggie noodles were quite nice... but the soup a bit salty. the hot dogs were nice :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we got back to cchms, i borrowed the office fone to call my mom, and they were in church,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so in the end, my mom called my maid to come and help me carry my bag home :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, so i was like home alone for about an hour, which i spent rebonding with my laptop :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think our reunion was something like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204668719080000226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SDqyn95ZyuI/AAAAAAAAALM/FAX_jrZVQiE/s320/I%27ve+Missed+You.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha cute pic no? found it today when looking thru &lt;a href="http://johnsu.deviantart.com/"&gt;John Su's gallery&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;Deviant Art&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and i know that i said 1st thing i'd do when i got home is to bathe for an hour,&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, the laptop was too &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;tempting&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; so i had no choice...&lt;br /&gt;it was practically screaming "ABIGAIL!! COME MASSAGE MY KEYBOARD!!"&lt;br /&gt;haha lols, the 'massage the keyboard' thing was from a guy in my tuition class.&lt;br /&gt;yea, then my dad came home and he brought my sis, my bro and i to go swimming :D&lt;br /&gt;so it perfected the 'coming home welcome' :D&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to hibernate the whole of today also anyway,&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't manage to sadly...&lt;br /&gt;the latest i can sleep until is like erm 10.30 like that.&lt;br /&gt;i absolutely cannot tahan if i go past that time, which is irritating, although i am really tired.&lt;br /&gt;yea... and i played piano most of today, besides browinsing the forementioned gallery.&lt;br /&gt;my gosh, nv play for 3 days only then suddenly cannot play To Zanarkand properly...&lt;br /&gt;heehee anyways, gtg now... won't burden you with more of my nonsensical crap&lt;br /&gt;adios, amigo! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-9141614715059800718?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9141614715059800718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=9141614715059800718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/9141614715059800718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/9141614715059800718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/05/heh-camp-was-fun-d-although-i-must-say.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sDnPBbJdieE/SDqyn95ZyuI/AAAAAAAAALM/FAX_jrZVQiE/s72-c/I%27ve+Missed+You.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-9163735090490872066</id><published>2008-05-18T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:27:33.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay new skin :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-9163735090490872066?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9163735090490872066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=9163735090490872066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/9163735090490872066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/9163735090490872066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/05/yay-new-skin-d.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-3059988377558282273</id><published>2008-05-18T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T17:43:07.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GRAHH&lt;br /&gt;my mid years weren't very satisfactory...&lt;br /&gt;can't exactly remember, bu i think i got 3 A1s, 3A2s, 2 B3s and 1 C5.&lt;br /&gt;so obvious the C is chinese; after all, C is for Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;hai sucks la... 2 more marks to B4!!!&lt;br /&gt;then the art i need half a mark more for A1. what is this?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;english still same, i think i need to learn how to write argumentative essays.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously prefer last year... descriptive essays are like, the easiest.&lt;br /&gt;math and sci maintain A1 also, but a bit fed up, cos my maths got 89, but then is like, damn careless otherwise coulda gotten about  97..... D:&lt;br /&gt;xiao meng got 99!!! we all hate her don't we? :D&lt;br /&gt;hmm... erm, GAT on friday was simple.&lt;br /&gt;it was like mostly the same as the one i took in p6 when i was trying out for RGS. (failed in the third round anyways...)&lt;br /&gt;then yesterday's MAT was rather okay, not too tough, not too easy.&lt;br /&gt;had to use pythygoras theorem... good thing zac keep boasting about it so i know the formula.&lt;br /&gt;the EAT was a total trainwreck. the passages were all damn cheem can?&lt;br /&gt;aiyo, damn scared. very few people can get in per school...&lt;br /&gt;and i am still worried about choir. everybody needs to buck up!!&lt;br /&gt;otherwise we will end up making a fool out of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays, i will go back to reading FMA now... :D heheh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-3059988377558282273?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3059988377558282273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=3059988377558282273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3059988377558282273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3059988377558282273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/05/grahh-my-mid-years-werent-very.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-4699960108869600316</id><published>2008-05-05T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T16:53:00.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooh. sian-ess...&lt;br /&gt;reading fowl fanfics now :DDD&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;history was ok today.&lt;br /&gt;pretty easy actually lah.&lt;br /&gt;but i am worried for lit 2mrw...&lt;br /&gt;am i cant concentrate on studying now... urgh.&lt;br /&gt;haiyo.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i think i'll go back to reading the fic.&lt;br /&gt;the page loaded already.&lt;br /&gt;toodles :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-4699960108869600316?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4699960108869600316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=4699960108869600316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4699960108869600316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4699960108869600316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/05/ooh.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-2884218316860425036</id><published>2008-05-01T07:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T16:04:54.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zomigoshies.&lt;br /&gt;i realised that it has been &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AGES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; since i last updated, what with the MYEs and all.&lt;br /&gt;not that it's over - far from it.&lt;br /&gt;still have Physics and Bio SPA, history, literature, maths and EL oral (reading)&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* so sad... one more week.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, after that, it's the sweet holidays!!! after erm, 3-4 weeks? i lost count.&lt;br /&gt;and then CHOIR will be resuming!! then i can finally torture the sec ones, muahahaharr!!&lt;br /&gt;*evil cackle*&lt;br /&gt;they seriously need to be like, erm, more guai, in a sense.&lt;br /&gt;this year's sec ones are all like very naughty.... howd'you puttit, erm, rebellious?&lt;br /&gt;haha lols?!&lt;br /&gt;but really we lack the discipline lor.&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid we cant get gold with honours next year... hey, it's my final SYF!!!&lt;br /&gt;if not for yourself, buck up for &lt;u&gt;ME&lt;/u&gt; can? and all the other seniors??&lt;br /&gt;hai, &lt;em&gt;anywaysss&lt;/em&gt;... i didn't come back after &lt;u&gt;so&lt;/u&gt; long &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; to rant about some errant group of juniors,&lt;br /&gt;so. erm what did i want to say??&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. now chung cheng have 3 cases of HFMD and 2 unconfirmed cases leys!!&lt;br /&gt;half of me wants more ppl to get sick, just 7 more, then can close the school :DD heehee.&lt;br /&gt;the evil half of me, that is.&lt;br /&gt;then my irritating good half of me is berating me for wanting to curse innocent ppl and making them skip their MYEs. not to mention me as well.&lt;br /&gt;then the evil scheming half of me that i personally prefer says "to heck with exams!! PLAY!!!"&lt;br /&gt;then the good half will go...&lt;br /&gt;yea, so on so forth. the battle of the angel and the devil, like those you see in cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;i can almost see the red abigail with horns, a triton and the pointed tail,&lt;br /&gt;and the angelic one in white with a halo and a harp.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of halos, my dad recently came back form a business trip in America,&lt;br /&gt;and he bought halo...2&lt;br /&gt;cos he said he got cheated by the person who told him it was the latest,&lt;br /&gt;and he himself forgot about halo 3.&lt;br /&gt;aaaanyway, not that i can get to play much.&lt;br /&gt;the Xbox always gets snatched by my bro and dad.&lt;br /&gt;then Vaness will come over to play, and cos my dad personally hopes she will be his DIL,&lt;br /&gt;(daughter in law)&lt;br /&gt;he will let her play DOA cos she likes kicking Zac's ass.&lt;br /&gt;what about my racing games?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;wow. i realised i've rambled really far... so.&lt;br /&gt;i think i will go do something else. this is getting boring, really.&lt;br /&gt;byes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-2884218316860425036?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2884218316860425036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=2884218316860425036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/2884218316860425036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/2884218316860425036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/zomigoshies.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-3535871969417329705</id><published>2008-04-13T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T19:15:54.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BAZAAR BY THE LAKE WAS A SUCCESS!!!! :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;okay let's start from the beginning; get ready for a ultra long post cos i want to write everything&lt;br /&gt;so. erm, i woke up late, 7:40, and i was like screaming all the way to the toilet,&lt;br /&gt;and my dad was like telling me to relax cos i live so near and that he will fetch me anyways.&lt;br /&gt;and by some miracle, i was in school at 8 on the dot, lugging the ice box along :D&lt;br /&gt;sososo, we were moving our coconuts around, trying to find a shady spot,&lt;br /&gt;after putting most of the ice into my ice box.&lt;br /&gt;then we sat around, perpirating like there was no tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;people were playing with the ice and stuffing it down ppl's shirts, mine included unfortunately D:&lt;br /&gt;then julian and i took it in turns playing flying finger on audrey's fone for a while,&lt;br /&gt;then i couldn't stand the heat anymore, so i walked around the place with julian, and we met xiao meng, and we decided to visit the haunted mansion later on.&lt;br /&gt;then we started selling the coconuts early.&lt;br /&gt;yang lao shi &lt;em&gt;dragged&lt;/em&gt; me, practically, to sell. actually u cant say that she sell.&lt;br /&gt;she &lt;u&gt;pressures&lt;/u&gt; them into buying. she &lt;strong&gt;force&lt;/strong&gt; ppl de lor!! very funny! :D&lt;br /&gt;then jia wen, julian and i each took 2 coconuts and walked around selling.&lt;br /&gt;sili and i kept on selling first and leaving only jia wen with coconuts :P&lt;br /&gt;then after dat jia wen sian already, so julian came along.&lt;br /&gt;by then mr yeo was helping us back at the store to chop up the coconuts.&lt;br /&gt;erm, suddenly i cannot remember what happened... :P ... erm&lt;br /&gt;i think i met my parents and bro and sis, yupyup.&lt;br /&gt;my bro bought coconuts :D can't remember how many.&lt;br /&gt;then jia wen was talking about how my bro will look very shuai when he grow up,&lt;br /&gt;and then someone else, i think sili say she think my dad more shuai then my bro&lt;br /&gt;haha, so funny :P&lt;br /&gt;then i stayed at the shop awhile, helping to chop and collect money, etc.&lt;br /&gt;then i was shouting and all, saying like one coconut $3 like that,&lt;br /&gt;and i saw xun yi lah so funny. he refused to buy. D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't see yuan rong and yu jing; both of them told me they'd be coming D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then the floodgates opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(not the one you think u think it is, julian! dun think sick, you!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole place got perpetually flooded, and we were standing ankle deep.&lt;br /&gt;good thing i was on a chair, fixing the banner which had dropped.&lt;br /&gt;so i used a spoon which i tied to the string to act as a weight to throw over the metal thingi,&lt;br /&gt;and i was lazy to remove it, so i think it is still there now, actually :D&lt;br /&gt;anyway, then this sec 4 guy who was selling the city satay next to us advised me to remove my shoes and socks, so i thought, why not? then like a maniac, i was like,whoo!! zi highing,&lt;br /&gt;trying to get other ppl to remove shoes with me.&lt;br /&gt;then the city satay borrowed our space for awhile, cos their end was really flooded,&lt;br /&gt;i think like up to our claves!! then they moved to the DnT block slope place there.&lt;br /&gt;and we were desperately trying to sell.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i was so tired, i ran with julian in the rain to the innosphere, and we met xiao meng on the way (again).&lt;br /&gt;then in the end, i  realised that i didn't bring coupon. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;then i also didnt feel like going again, so i went back in the rain again.&lt;br /&gt;was quite fun :D was soaked to the skin&lt;br /&gt;then came back to sell again,but then i saw got nobody there, and i felt even more sian,&lt;br /&gt;so i went to look for people, and met kuo xian at the canteen, and we went back together to the stall and met clara on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;kuo xian and i went looking for people at the concourse, but then zhao bu dao ren,&lt;br /&gt;so we went back again to the stall adn started calling people, but then nobody answer.&lt;br /&gt;then, erm, ahh, i forgot again, shit. this is what happens when i dun post immediately after coming back.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, fast forward okay? hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;mr yeo came to help us chop again for awhile, and more people started coming back when the rain stopped.&lt;br /&gt;business picked up again, and mr chua came along to buy. cos his hands were full, he sat down to eat at our table cos he also had a plate of noodles. he bought ba zhang from the stall nxt to us,&lt;br /&gt;so he was quite happy eating there.&lt;br /&gt;jia wen and i were shouting "ye zi yi ge san kuai!" damn loud, and kuo xian was shouting "coconut for $3!!" adn she was talking about how good the both of uss are at shouting cos we are from choir and all.&lt;br /&gt;then she was also talking about how she attract people there by her mei li, and mr yeo was saying something like "special offer, buy already have shuai ge come help you chop!"&lt;br /&gt;and mr chua was there like laughing.&lt;br /&gt;then mr yeo decided he wanted to leave, so he quickly siam, cos he say very tired.&lt;br /&gt;then julian came back, at long last, and both of us started to chop coconuts.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly we realised a new talent :D&lt;br /&gt;between the both of us, we could cut 20 coconuts per minute :D&lt;br /&gt;but i was faster haha :P then she was talking about how i keep seeing mr yeo chopping so i have so called more experience.&lt;br /&gt;then we got super high, couldn't rest for even a minute.&lt;br /&gt;kept chopping and chopping and chopping.&lt;br /&gt;back suan!!&lt;br /&gt;we managed to sell like 200+ in 1 hour!! sold everything by three :D then cos i had to wait for my bro, i went to the stationery shop there to help.&lt;br /&gt;i saw christina and jeremiah, and some naps ppl also i think.&lt;br /&gt;then after that finally went home with my bro, lugging the ice box.&lt;br /&gt;it was so heavy and troublesome to carry with my bro, i emptied out some ice, to my bro's chargin, and carried it myself.&lt;br /&gt;ooh ya, i saw mr chia, mr loh(principal) and mr chua getting dunked sometime or the other :D&lt;br /&gt;just now i was like so high, thinking it was so fun and all.&lt;br /&gt;but then now, is like not so enthu ler, haha :D&lt;br /&gt;if i had posted earlier, you would've gotten a happier, longer post.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i gtg now. :D&lt;br /&gt;today was fun :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-3535871969417329705?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3535871969417329705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=3535871969417329705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3535871969417329705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3535871969417329705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/bazaar-by-lake-was-success-dddddd-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-363183667101378310</id><published>2008-04-10T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T19:16:20.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOSHIES..... ZOMGG!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am so happyyyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe not really.&lt;br /&gt;quite neutral, and surprised.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, is like when ms yin asked me and marilyn to lead the 'cui dong cui',&lt;br /&gt;i already know that they are like gonna announce the new comm today...&lt;br /&gt;and marilyn was like calling it training class or wad...&lt;br /&gt;and i was freaking. lols. :P &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel so embarassed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then christina was like congrats, congrats, &amp;amp; i was like gosh i hope my face isn't red or anything.&lt;br /&gt;lols larh tiffany is the head resource manager! hahaha we were all laughing and clapping like shit.&lt;br /&gt;pei ru like laff until face red larhs!!!&lt;br /&gt;then i rushed home for nothing, cos i thought i had piano at 7.&lt;br /&gt;but then my ma didn't tell me that we are supposed to go to my cousin's house for some dinner.&lt;br /&gt;so cancelled today... aiyah...&lt;br /&gt;heehee gtg get ready for the &lt;s&gt;super&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;boring&lt;/s&gt; dinner ahead. wish me luck, hope i survive. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-363183667101378310?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/363183667101378310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=363183667101378310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/363183667101378310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/363183667101378310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/goshies.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-4925919720513638184</id><published>2008-04-07T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T17:53:06.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz sian man...&lt;br /&gt;doing geog now cos i dun wan to chiong it later...&lt;br /&gt;i think i cannot put pictures le cos no space. plus i also no colour printer;&lt;br /&gt;then again i can always ask fifi to print for me *smirk*&lt;br /&gt;ugh, i am sick of natural vegetation. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sorry for not updating for so long...&lt;br /&gt;mid-years are coming, so i think 1 week before that i will go on yet another dreaded hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, my fanfiction.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but cant be helped la.... *sigh* i want to get all As and Bs again.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i think i will apply for the IP thing.&lt;br /&gt;i already asked Mr Lam to do the teacher's recommendation already.&lt;br /&gt;i think i will ask yang meh also since she like quite want all of us to go like that&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh, i forgot. yesterday my sis, bro and i cooked dinner!&lt;br /&gt;heehee, was damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;me and my sis did the soup and pasta and my bro did the side dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of course my maid helped out a bit here and there la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of it was done by us :D&lt;br /&gt;my dad liked it :D big improvement. he's kinda picky.&lt;br /&gt;mmmnn... gtg already. i think i hear my mom... shit. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-4925919720513638184?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4925919720513638184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=4925919720513638184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4925919720513638184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/4925919720513638184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/haiz-sian-man.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-8767555762885130328</id><published>2008-04-01T07:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T16:22:54.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hurh. I am immensely fed-up.&lt;br /&gt;for one, there is literature test, ting xie, english component 5 tomorrow.  and i think i will fail the maths test today.&lt;br /&gt;two, why the bloody fuck does everyone say i am emo?!?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;because i am seriously NOT.&lt;br /&gt;if i were, i would be cutting myself now, but that isn't happening, is it?&lt;br /&gt;and and and, today i tied my hair five times in an hour. courtesy of sam, cheng hao, julian&amp;amp;rachel&lt;br /&gt;i am fuming!!!! and plus, we are not allowed to play pranks tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;come on, what's the point of April fool's if you're not allowed to play pranks??!!&lt;br /&gt;and i so wanted to get back at rachel and julian for ganging up on me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, not to mention sili. the three of them &lt;s&gt;are&lt;/s&gt; were going to taste my wrath!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but nooooo, the teachers had to spoil it all by banning pranks.&lt;br /&gt;they are such sticks in the mud!!!!!! on the day whereon i was supposed to taste the sweet taste of revenge. *pouts*&lt;br /&gt;but, on the brighter side, i found out that another one of fifi's fone games are actually worth playing.&lt;br /&gt;and i got a new book!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *cackles*&lt;br /&gt;SEPTIMUS HEAP! although i know it is meant for kids, it's cute okayy.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i'd be going to study for the hated tests tomorrow then.&lt;br /&gt;toodles :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-8767555762885130328?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8767555762885130328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=8767555762885130328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/8767555762885130328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/8767555762885130328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/hurh.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-7755365211178720047</id><published>2008-03-24T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T19:16:24.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i updated pics for this post: &lt;a href="http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/yay-good-friday-today-good-friday-is.html"&gt;March 21&lt;/a&gt;. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-7755365211178720047?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7755365211178720047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=7755365211178720047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7755365211178720047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7755365211178720047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-updated-pics-for-this-post-march-21.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-635985049091672798</id><published>2008-03-23T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T18:06:04.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow way cool ley!!!&lt;br /&gt;no raining like siao, and most of branksome road is flooded!!&lt;br /&gt;the drain outside is flooding! can go longkang fishing later :P&lt;br /&gt;anyway just now my mom went to look for things to buy for my cousin,&lt;br /&gt;cos is his bday and he is 7, so we bought him some VeggieTales CDs.&lt;br /&gt;is damn funny, and my bro, sis and I all loooooove it :D&lt;br /&gt;my sis nad I persuaded my mom to buy us the ultimate collection of silly songs, or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;very very very super duper uber cuuuuute!&lt;br /&gt;my mom was like I can't believe my children who are aged 10-14 like such cartoons,&lt;br /&gt;and my sis and i were laughing and laughing and singing along cos we were playing it in the car.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, go find veggie tales silly songs or some variation. you wont regret it.&lt;br /&gt;if you are julian, you will know what I m referring to.&lt;br /&gt;if you are not julian, then just go search. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-635985049091672798?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/635985049091672798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=635985049091672798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/635985049091672798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/635985049091672798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/wow-way-cool-ley-no-raining-like-siao.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-239001246892081724</id><published>2008-03-22T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:18:56.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! good friday today! good friday is a good day :D yesterday vaness slept over again, so we went to the beach together with my mom in the morning. play until very fun leh! then we went to fei fei wanton mee at joo chiat there for lunch. the noodles are nice, if you like spicy noodles. we saw a poodle, and i was thinking about fifi deciding abt whether to get a maltese or poodle. then we went to great world city to watch Spiderwick Chronicles. i wanted 10000 BC, adele wanted Waterhorse, zac wanted spiderwick. so in the end see which one the timing is good, so we chose spiderwick. we ate ben and jerry's then went to watch; quite nice, if u like this kind of movie, which i do :D so i think its not bad lah. i still want to watch 10000 BC, waterhorse, vantage point, horton, Narnia II (Prince Caspian). oh ya oh ya, i forgot. before that, we saw this electronics shop, so they haf tvs and all. then they were showing this show on the tv, very cute! you go youtube andtype ice age. it's de 1st one. very very funny! is the ice age squirrel guy. srat i think, the one who keeps collecting acorns. yea my bro watching now laughing like shit. very very funny - pls go see!!!! then we walked past timezone and saw this machine quite fun. they take your pic and print it out in sketchy-form. so i took with adele and vaness -- i turned out a bit funny, and zac dad and mom took one. then adele, vaness and i took neoprints while my dad and my bro played some game. the 1st one was quite nice. decorated in a rush, didn't get to write things on it cos no pen. then the second one quality very bad. no bkground, stamps not nice, the pen not sensitive. plus it print on not so nice quality glossy paper. D:&lt;br /&gt;okay, pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y6QXdZ4iI/AAAAAAAAAKs/dv6Cjmu5_Bk/s1600-h/IMAG0375%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180892474185998882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y6QXdZ4iI/AAAAAAAAAKs/dv6Cjmu5_Bk/s320/IMAG0375%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doggy prints!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y6QXdZ4jI/AAAAAAAAAK0/83Q-w9HnmT8/s1600-h/IMAG0376%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180892474185998898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y6QXdZ4jI/AAAAAAAAAK0/83Q-w9HnmT8/s320/IMAG0376%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the sand looked very cute...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y6QndZ4kI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ihHjFjfORs8/s1600-h/IMAG0377%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180892478480966210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y6QndZ4kI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ihHjFjfORs8/s320/IMAG0377%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;very nice right!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y6QndZ4lI/AAAAAAAAALE/LW845WajPp0/s1600-h/IMAG0378%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180892478480966226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y6QndZ4lI/AAAAAAAAALE/LW845WajPp0/s320/IMAG0378%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took it for fun...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y5dXdZ4dI/AAAAAAAAAKE/qUWBcaJnCI0/s1600-h/IMAG0371%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180891598012670418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y5dXdZ4dI/AAAAAAAAAKE/qUWBcaJnCI0/s320/IMAG0371%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro doing something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y5dndZ4eI/AAAAAAAAAKM/AGxYWWe7Tp4/s1600-h/IMAG0370%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180891602307637730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y5dndZ4eI/AAAAAAAAAKM/AGxYWWe7Tp4/s320/IMAG0370%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;another scenery thingi...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y5d3dZ4gI/AAAAAAAAAKc/l5bn-NzTvM4/s1600-h/IMAG0373%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180891606602605058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y5d3dZ4gI/AAAAAAAAAKc/l5bn-NzTvM4/s320/IMAG0373%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;from left (or rather from top lols) my bro, my sis, vaness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y5d3dZ4hI/AAAAAAAAAKk/1rJZe1GVnKA/s1600-h/IMAG0374%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180891606602605074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y5d3dZ4hI/AAAAAAAAAKk/1rJZe1GVnKA/s320/IMAG0374%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took it for fun. we were upset that ppl were littering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that my phone died, so i couldnt take more pics. i used my mom's fone, but haven't send over yet... so i will update again soon, i hope. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sDnPBbJdieE/R-Y6QXdZ4iI/AAAAAAAAAKs/dv6Cjmu5_Bk/s72-c/IMAG0375%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-7928590920510924802</id><published>2008-03-21T07:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T16:53:24.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heehee, relinked, and re-skinned!&lt;br /&gt;lol, i was just a bit sian.&lt;br /&gt;then it turned out so siao.&lt;br /&gt;at first, i didnt know dat the url i picked was so similar to sili's.&lt;br /&gt;so i change to this one.&lt;br /&gt;in the process of changing, i accidentally lost the entire HTML thingo!&lt;br /&gt;so i had to spend abt 1 hr to fix everything...&lt;br /&gt;hai. anyway, there ya go! all done :D&lt;br /&gt;i really need to do work now... bye bye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-7928590920510924802?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7928590920510924802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=7928590920510924802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7928590920510924802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/7928590920510924802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/heehee-relinked-and-re-skinned-lol-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-5269838196833341466</id><published>2008-03-21T06:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T18:24:49.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! got back progress report today!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i have 3 A1s, 1 A2, 1 B3, 2 B4 hahahaha no Cs, Ds, or Fs!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;actually for literature they nv calculate properly, so i got an F9.&lt;br /&gt;then julian and i went to look for ms chua cos she also had the same problem.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, i have B4 for that, and julian has A1. hmpf :D&lt;br /&gt;i better work harder for languages... i have A2 for chinese for once!&lt;br /&gt;i should aim for A2 for english, cos i got B3...&lt;br /&gt;geog, sci and maths A1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so i'll prolly take elective geog if possible...&lt;br /&gt;but shakesphere sounds interesting.....&lt;br /&gt;julian, i remembered! the book i was referring to was Macbeth!&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't even have to ask my mom! lol!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;nxt friday combined sports meet!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yay, can c all de nass and temasek ppl!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;heehee :D very happy today cant help it....&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i m trying to convert the superman open score into short score,&lt;br /&gt;so it'll be easier to play on the piano.... :D gtg, byebye!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-3647684450541940166</id><published>2008-03-20T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T18:22:48.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to wait for the 100th post to change skin, but as u can see, i couldnt wait :D rellocating soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-3647684450541940166?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-3836120523357720742</id><published>2008-03-20T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T18:21:57.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!!!!!!!!! ahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I GOT 14/15 FOR CHEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH :D&lt;br /&gt;although i got only 3rd, cos wen yu 15 and tiffy 14.5 i think, I M STILL HAPPY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. 93.666666666666666(recurring)% leys! :DDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. today choir was hectic.&lt;br /&gt;zhiying and i were desperately trying to learn the superman song.&lt;br /&gt;damn nice, although we don't have the main melody.&lt;br /&gt;for once the alto 2 have, so happy for them, sort of.&lt;br /&gt;is by the five for fighting!!! nice :D it's acapella,&lt;br /&gt;so although the rest of our parts all sound shitty but when we sing together,&lt;br /&gt;it sounds much much nicer, although i know we can do better,&lt;br /&gt;since we r not up to our gold standard...&lt;br /&gt;gosh i realised that i m sounding like tiffany... lols!&lt;br /&gt;then i left with zhiying at around 6.20 instead of the usual 6o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;so i was late for piano, which resulted having only a 45min-not-very-productive lesson.&lt;br /&gt;but also good lah, cos i m very tired. also good that this week's theory is cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;so all in all, today is an overall bagus day!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heehee CMP mah, just now. practicing u know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-3836120523357720742?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3836120523357720742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=3836120523357720742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3836120523357720742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/3836120523357720742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/yay-ahahahaha-i-got-1415-for-chem.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-1632342649962188546</id><published>2008-03-18T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T18:18:56.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!!!!!!!!! very happy today!!&lt;br /&gt;i got 78% for both maths and bio!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha :D actually bio is 77.66666... recurring decimal so round up to 78%. hehehehahahahohoho!!! ahh high high high!!&lt;br /&gt;so far all As ley :D big improvement for chinese okay!&lt;br /&gt;lalas. i have decided to be guai and study harder for the mid -years so will be even better... okays, i gtg now, byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-1632342649962188546?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1632342649962188546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=1632342649962188546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/1632342649962188546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/1632342649962188546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/yay-very-happy-today-i-got-78-for-both.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349718205422112655.post-925605072633514602</id><published>2008-03-14T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T18:17:53.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i am back!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;all because of sili... keep bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;my exams are not over okay!! i still have theory on saturday...&lt;br /&gt;i think i flunked the practical lar alamak.&lt;br /&gt;dun pass that one not that bad... only hurt my reputation....&lt;br /&gt;but the theory must pass! nv pass cnt take grade 6 exam....&lt;br /&gt;haiyos!! pressure!!!! i am thinking of changing url. t&lt;br /&gt;his one is seriously lame cos i made it up on a whim... i love my new com!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it used to be my dad's... haha the keyboard is fine!!&lt;br /&gt;the previous one was spoiled cos that brother of mine split paint water on it.&lt;br /&gt;wad an idiot no? so some keys like 'z' and tab cnt work and all...&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz haha!&lt;br /&gt;can work!!!!!!!!!! lalas.&lt;br /&gt;and my brother here is critisizing all my music.&lt;br /&gt;'satanic'. please!!!! is simple plan satanic? hardly so.&lt;br /&gt;he thinks he is so, so, 'godly' and upright.&lt;br /&gt;pfffft. dream on, sucker.&lt;br /&gt;he only listens to classical music. heck, he can't even recognise Beethoven's famous 5th symphony. what a ninny.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i gotta go grab something to munch,&lt;br /&gt;then continue learning the performance directions&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349718205422112655-925605072633514602?l=peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/feeds/925605072633514602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2349718205422112655&amp;postID=925605072633514602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/925605072633514602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349718205422112655/posts/default/925605072633514602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbutternandjelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/haha-i-am-back-all-because-of-sili.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
