<?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-22545695</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:44:14.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~faith, hope and love~                    to make a difference in the world.</title><subtitle type='html'>Its complicated , my friends make it complicated but what the heck i mean its because we face challenges in life thats why our life is so intersting right? Anyway my life is pretty boring just a little bit of spice but thats not alot anyway ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-1426679737982105742</id><published>2007-10-07T17:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T17:39:55.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving on,</title><content type='html'>i;m moving to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flawless-flawless.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.flawless-flawless.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY people. dont come here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;its there. go there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-1426679737982105742?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1426679737982105742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=1426679737982105742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/1426679737982105742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/1426679737982105742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/moving-on.html' title='moving on,'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-5306891709128265892</id><published>2007-10-05T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T22:52:05.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel so, annoying.</title><content type='html'>HEYALL.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whats up lately. like, i dont know. ANNOYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, if you think that i'm going to go on about how someone is annoying, nah. I'm not. actually, i'll be going on about how i think i am getting annoying. seriously. i dont know if i'm paranoid or what, but, i do think that people find me annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM I? you guys gotta tell me you know. cause, if i'm annoying, and i dont know it, i wont change. and if i wont change you'll hate me forever cause i'm annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry people who find me annoying. i dont know what i've done that makes you think i'm annoying or what. maybe its just me. i dont know. if you tell me, i promise you i'll change. i PROMISE. really really really. i will do my best. i mean, if i'm annoying and no one tells me, i wont know man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. whoo. i got that off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, today i had geog paper, it was pretty okay. i mean cause i learnt it. lizzi helped me cause she was reciting her notes and i kinda picked up and stuff. but yeah. the paper was not too bad, i think i might pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went for lunch with my parents and bro's and asked lizzi and steph along. they came and we ate at big O's cafe. lizzi and steph were feeling all guilty and stuff cause they said the price was too high and stuff. la la la. but anyway, they finally decided to stop being guilty and picked the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went home to bath, change and we went to church to study. we went to church then saw rachel goh and gerry. cause they were in church to study as well. so yeah, cause the fish tank room was being used, we went to the library. then JOSHUA came. and he was studying math. he's such a stoner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda weird when he came in, cause the only people he knew in the room were like, me and lizzi. so yeah. he said it was awkward when he opened the door. but anyway. lizzi, steph and I got alot of work done cause we split the work, so that each one take 2 chapters and then photocopy for the rest. PRODUCTIVE WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had CL and then went home and HERE I AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, if you do find me annoying, please do tell me. i'm feeling kinda like, erm, i'm annoying people. so yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i need to go sleep now,&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-5306891709128265892?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5306891709128265892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=5306891709128265892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/5306891709128265892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/5306891709128265892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-feel-so-annoying.html' title='i feel so, annoying.'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-4435148900478846348</id><published>2007-09-26T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T18:12:14.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she's in love.</title><content type='html'>i feel so guilty. i'm not studying and yet i keep saying i want to get into a good class. i feel so, argh, annoyed with myself. but whatever, its not like i'm actually like i'm going to get good grades after studying. i never do, its pointless really. anyways. today at school we had farewell mass in school for the sec4's and yeah, we were given balloons and yeah, obviously, when everyone started throwing balloons, some started to burst and yeah. everyone started screaming and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the whole whoa la thing, and we missed math. haha whohoo! and we missed EP too. yeah, then after we had lit. it was okay lah. a bit boring but its ok. then free period cause lao shi wasnt here. and the relief teacher some of us go to the toilet cause we had to try out our costumes. yeah blah blah. then it was english and ms tan told us that we had ORAL. as in oral like TALKING ORAL. FOR EXAMS. not anything else. was paired up with angela.  cause the oral was a debate. we're debating against natalie and cathy. angela and i are like THE best pair and we are so going to WIN the debate. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later had science. it sucked i almost fell asleep. then geog. that one i seriously fell asleep. and mrs tan was like staring at me the whole time. shit la. cause all of us were falling asleep. i was tired and it was in the afternoon. i cant study in the afternoon. not my fault what. anyway. stayed back for drama but helped mr tang and cathy carry up the band instruments. it turned out to be quite nice. i mean mr tang was really nice and he was telling us about the subject combi's he's SUPER NICE LAH. its so unfair that i'm taking physics and cant get him as a teacher. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had a little bit of drama rehearsal. then i went home. on my own. sucked. i was so tired. then when i came home i didnt feel like studying. so here i am. ahah. you know what sucks?&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to help people and yet, sigh. never mind its so not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i'm not the only one who thinks i should just leave it be. if you decide that you should start talking again then let it be. i'm sick of trying to explain everything when you dont even bother to listen. dont say i havent tried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-4435148900478846348?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4435148900478846348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=4435148900478846348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/4435148900478846348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/4435148900478846348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/shes-in-love.html' title='she&apos;s in love.'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-2872834555309394146</id><published>2007-08-31T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T18:43:30.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers day</title><content type='html'>hello people, its me again. Today was teachers day and i swear the concert was like damn funny lah. i mean like the whole concert. but i think the funniest was when the teachers paraded in their outfits and all. guess what, mr chan dressed up like flinstones (cause all the teachers had a dress code)and he was like walking around school like that. HA! so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was mass before the concert and i sang for mass cause its compulsory for all class chairpersons. haha. And then linnette, samira and constance sang "the prayer" together. IT WAS SUPERLY DUPERLY AWSOME. it really is so nice la. i'm so jealous of linnette's voice la. i want to marry linnette's voice. its just so unfair that some people have the nicest voice. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA. the teachers had to parade in their costumes and it was funny. i mean, mr jiow, mrs tan and mr tan were all acting in some casino royale thing. it was like, mr jiow and mrs tan were a couple and supposedly mr tan wanted to snatch mrs tan away from mr jiow. so mr tan and mr jiow were fighting over mrs tan. haha. what mrs tan said was funny. "oh, tims, what took you so long?" ahaha. seriously its just so weird to imagine that your teachers would say that. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and yesterday, my brother, matthew was cam whore-ing. and marc was just using the computer and didnt bother cam whore-ing. here are the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dG7gTn2by8A/RtfuAjzGDtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KYmjamiv5cM/s1600-h/matthew%26marc+cam+whore-ing+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104810396024704722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="217" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dG7gTn2by8A/RtfuAjzGDtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KYmjamiv5cM/s320/matthew%26marc+cam+whore-ing+001.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he thinks he's cool. so matthew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dG7gTn2by8A/RtfvKzzGDuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/NjHtK6VJdeE/s1600-h/matthew%26marc+cam+whore-ing+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104811671629991650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="217" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dG7gTn2by8A/RtfvKzzGDuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/NjHtK6VJdeE/s320/matthew%26marc+cam+whore-ing+002.jpg" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, he likes the camera, matthew does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dG7gTn2by8A/RtfvLDzGDvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/X8VSePdY-14/s1600-h/matthew%26marc+cam+whore-ing+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104811675924958962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="219" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dG7gTn2by8A/RtfvLDzGDvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/X8VSePdY-14/s320/matthew%26marc+cam+whore-ing+007.jpg" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm playing computer. stop taking pictures of me! and thats marc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dG7gTn2by8A/RtfvLTzGDwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ca_YtfiifCA/s1600-h/matthew%26marc+cam+whore-ing+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104811680219926274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="216" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dG7gTn2by8A/RtfvLTzGDwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ca_YtfiifCA/s320/matthew%26marc+cam+whore-ing+010.jpg" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acting cool. with MY SUNGLASSES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dG7gTn2by8A/RtfvLjzGDxI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mZU6NnCVAlE/s1600-h/matthew%26marc+cam+whore-ing+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104811684514893586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="216" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dG7gTn2by8A/RtfvLjzGDxI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mZU6NnCVAlE/s320/matthew%26marc+cam+whore-ing+012.jpg" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk to the cheek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-2872834555309394146?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2872834555309394146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=2872834555309394146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/2872834555309394146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/2872834555309394146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/teachers-day.html' title='Teachers day'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dG7gTn2by8A/RtfuAjzGDtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KYmjamiv5cM/s72-c/matthew%26marc+cam+whore-ing+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-7346122553928023845</id><published>2007-08-29T08:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T08:53:45.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"studying' for science and geography</title><content type='html'>hello peps. Yup, I'M IN SCHOOL AGAIN. AND I'M BLOGGING, I HOPE I DONT GET CAUGHT. i'm supposedly studying for geog and science, but right now, as you can tell, i;m blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda guessing our EP teacher has given up on trying to get our class to do anything since the moment i stepped in she hasnt said anything and is just surfing the net or whatever hell she's doing right now. She's tying her hair, i guess there's nothing more interesting to do when the class just wont listen cause we gt the compuers in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Amanda leo, the one who wanted to kill me cause she was pulling on to me while we were climbing the stairs and APPARENTLY i almost fell. and the stupid reason she wanted to go for EP first? to get a computer facing the wall so the teacher wont see them surfing the net and what not. on the contrary though, even those who sit right in front of her dont really care about her since she's not caring anyway. Right now, amanda is watching a youtube video starring jesse metcalfe. Ya from "John tucker must die" yea. she's swooning over a video. and saying "he's super hot la". And, oh no, even iniki, the sane one is saying the same. i mean ya i know he's like hot and all, but its like swooning over a video! and amanda isnt taking care to keep the volume of her video down either. Kimberley could hear the song from the other end of the lab, and she asked amanda to turn the song louder. AND SHE DID. seriously. the teacher doesnt care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of me, catherine is blogging away too. and nobody is really studying now. even though i'm pretty sure the reason the teacher isnt attempting to teach us right now is because she is giving us time to study, but obviously, we;re not. Catherine just told me i type slow since she started after me and now her post is long. BUT i went over to amanda to look at her video. and since I HAVE BRAINS i think its appropriate to think before i write dont you think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dont get me wrong. Cathy is my best friend. and besides, its not very nice to lie to your best friend and give  her false hope, you know what i mean. YEA. catherine is now hugging me and so is amanda. leo. and right now she's reading my every word i;m writing and squeezing me and attepmting to kiss me and just said "i love you celeste" and she wants me to say that i love her more. haha. thats funny. cathy wants to show the whole world how her "to-be-boyfriend" looks like. or at least she wants that guy to be her to be boyfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just saw his face and i must say her taste is getting better. i mean compared to the last time. And yet again amanda is looking at her stupid video. i'm so sad, its geog and science today. i mean science i'm not the most worried about, it geog. cause technically i  havent really studied and well, thats not a good thing. i think science is more of a common sense thing? cause like light and all, it occurs everywhere and sometimes i, quite like science. Its quite likable, that is, when you're not failing or anything. I NEED TO GET AN A2 FOR SCIENCE TO GET INTO THE CLASS THAT I WANT BUT THATS QUITE HIGH A GOAL FOR ME SINCE I HAVENT GOTTEN HIGHER THAN A B3 FOR SCIENCE IN SECONDARY SCHOOL BEFORE. YES. very good. so all i have to do now is hope that i can remember what i studied for and that the rest of the level doesnt do so well. haha. i mean realistically speaking i dont stand a chance. what with all the 2/1 and 2/2 people competing for tripple science. Oh well, i've decided not to go to triple science already anway. Its hard, and i dont want to make my life any harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched this video that amanda asked me to watch, its so sweet la. the video was about this girl who was dying and this guy who gave her in a sense "happiness" and then cause, she's dying, at the end of the video, i shows that the guy gave his heart, literally to the girl just so she could live. HE SACRIFICED HIS LIFE FOR HER. thats so sweet. its so touching like he couldnt live without her that he;s rather die. and thats what he did. AH. so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why that never happens in real life situations i mean, in real life guys are such jerks. well at least at this age. they dont really care how you feel do they? They just want what they want and once they get it, there's nothing more to interest him,  he's gone. COME ON. its so ugh. but anyway, whatever. I lead an unscandalous life. catherine is craning her neck to read my post again. and she agrees with me, that guys are jerks. as i was saying. i lead an unscandalous life so, it doesnt really affect me. i miss promenade. and did i say it yet? i'm a newly elected councilor. and when i told my mom about the elections, she said "so PAP" haha. cause she said that even in school we have elections and stuff. and apparently, my dad hates PAP, but you earn alot when you get to be one of the ministers, so.. if i had the choice to make, should i go for the money or ask my dad to decide for me? i dont really want to be a minister anyway, and its not as if i'd ever become one anyway.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough about the minister thing. i think that being a councilor is cool and i'm supposed to have won $10 from cathy from betting that agnes would accept the post. i would so have won. but one day before we had to decide, cathy said she wanted to change her bet to, agnes would accept the post without persuasion, and i mean, how can i win? once she persuades agnes, and agnes accepts the post, she would win. HOW CAN I WIN? so we called of the bet. i could have been $10 richer if she didnt call it off. and that reminds me. lissa and marrissa owe me $5.40 each and jaime still owes me $4.50. i want the money. ok, correction, i need to money. its my allowance! and it has been a month and they still havent paid me back. wonderful isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH. shit i need to go back to class in 5 minutes so i have to go off now.&lt;br /&gt;BYE BYE PEOPLE. till next time.&lt;br /&gt;If next time comes early enough.&lt;br /&gt;OK, BYE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-7346122553928023845?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7346122553928023845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=7346122553928023845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/7346122553928023845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/7346122553928023845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/studying-for-science-and-geography.html' title='&quot;studying&apos; for science and geography'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-8180305455110251311</id><published>2007-08-28T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T09:06:09.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugging for history</title><content type='html'>After promenade is over, the 'sadness' sets in. But right now, i'm kinda over that period and i just miss promenade and i'm back into the mode where 'i-so-going-to-fail-my-CA'S-if-i-dont-continue-to-mug-but-i-just-dont-feel-like-studying'. So yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in school right now, supposedly studying for the histiry exam thats going to happen in an hour. But i just felt like blogging so here i am. Marie is tying my very layered hair and catherine is beside me testing her history. Seems like everyone else is mugging except me. Well, i could say that i'm waiting for catherine to finish testing Maire and wait for her to test me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT. the bell just went. 2 more periods to history and i'm starting to start to panic so i think that i should start to study again, seeing that i'm hopeless at history and the only reason i want to pass history is because i want to get into the subject combination i want. THAT DOES NOT MEAN I WANT TO DO SS/HISTORY. infact, i really hate history, but i do better in history than in the subjects that i like, for example, lit. i never seem to be able to even PASS lit. why, though? i mug like crazy for it, yet i still fail. Oh well, i think i'll just have to face the fact that i'm never going to do well in history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK i REALLY SHOULD GO NOW. i'm going to ask catherine to test me cause if i dont, as usual, I'LL FAIL. so goodbye. and catherine says that shes so great. that ego freak&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-8180305455110251311?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8180305455110251311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=8180305455110251311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/8180305455110251311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/8180305455110251311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/mugging-for-history.html' title='Mugging for history'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-284614085467869072</id><published>2007-06-19T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T11:17:09.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays, promenade.</title><content type='html'>holidays, yea. there's like a ton of homework to do, and there's promenade, not that i mind, but other people sure do. i mean, yea i know its ture that we, as choir members ought to put choir as in our own choir concert first before promenade and stuff, but the thing is, even if those people who like promenade put choir first, some people just hate promenade. i really dont know why. ok to me, promenade is way much more fun than choir itself. but i know that because i'm in choir, it has to be my first priority. but really, some choir girls are just so against promenade. i dont know why. i mean, you dont even give yourself a chance to experience how promenade is like, how would you know if its fun or not. I think the memories of promenade will be more distinct than the memories of choir. i mean, choir is ok, and i know we have to be serious and stuff, but the difference between the primary school choir and the secondary school choir is passion. Its just, in the primary school, even though notes wise, we werent really good, the thing is, when we performed, all of us really just wanted to sing and give the audience entertainment, and we had fun. we WANTED to sing. we LOVED singing. but now, (no offence) i just dont feel the passion anymore, its just, pressure. its just different. oh well. actually the thing i wanted to say was that, give promenade a chance, its fun. and it will be if people stopped talking and laughing all the time at things you would not have laughed at if ms tham were to do it. RIGHT? hypocrites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-284614085467869072?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/284614085467869072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=284614085467869072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/284614085467869072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/284614085467869072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/holidays-promenade.html' title='Holidays, promenade.'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-2162360480091566605</id><published>2007-03-03T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T00:05:14.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>releasing steam.</title><content type='html'>hello ppl. my blog is seriously in need in advertising. its dead. yep it sure is. ok i think i should start on my post now. no that was not really part of my post because its just, comments. yea.&lt;br /&gt;OK. firstly, you know how everything is going wrong for me, i mean not now, but before and i always used to ask God why this is happening to me. why i'm the one that has to go through all these things that i go through. like, being so forgetful that i'm becoming more and more irresponsible. thats why i dont want to be chairperson. i'm irresponsible. but to let to know, please please please, can you not go up to me and tell me that i'm irresponsible. i wont admit it. or maybe i will. but its insulting, and its not something that i'd like to hear. but here's the truth: i dont want to be classchair firstly, is because, i'm not responsible and secondly, its because of the attitude of the class. i just hate it. i mean, no one takes innitiative and if we win for something you're taking credit. i mean i may sound like so selfish but seriously, did you do enough to take all the credit. its annoying how people take credit for the things they dont do and push the blame to others when its so obviously their fault. pulling down the class just because you're doing something dissruptive isnt good either. i hate it. i hate getting scolded for the things that i simply dont do. i hate the class for giving all the impressions to the teachers that we are a bad class, in a sense, we are not serious. you know, its not just a few people. its groups of people. people who always think their right and teachers dont scold this certain group just because you have a backing. big deal. i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;ok, whatever. i cant promise you i'll be a good chairperson. i cant. that's why i dont want to be. this class needs someone much much more patient than me. its impossible for me to be the classchair without blowing my top. the noise is just intolerable. i dont want to be the class chair. i want to be a free person. a person who can make noise in class too. but you know what? i think that what lacks in this class is : respect, dicipline and confidence (excluding some individuals). respect fot the comm. respect for teachers. respect for yourself. they lack dicipline. to know where to draw the line. this class draws a thick line. so thick, that even if you walk into the line, you havent crossed it yet. or even better. you DONT draw a line.&lt;br /&gt;i cant help pitying mdm zhang. she hasnt gone crazy yet. its streaming this year. and just because some people are smart, it doesnt mean you can deprive those of us who want to study, who NEED to study.&lt;br /&gt;i sound crappy. i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;but i had to say it.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think its gonna work.&lt;br /&gt;spreading around i mean.&lt;br /&gt;cause people dont come to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. its sad.&lt;br /&gt;i hope this puts you off for choosing me as your chairperson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-2162360480091566605?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2162360480091566605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=2162360480091566605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/2162360480091566605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/2162360480091566605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2007/03/releasing-steam.html' title='releasing steam.'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-116200955730832184</id><published>2006-10-28T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T12:25:57.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know, i cant believe that you think all of us like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're such a loser. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GO. GO. proclaim to the whole world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone. absoulutely everyone hates you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unless their blind. Or pity you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dont think that just because we talk to you, we like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're an idiot. I know that you know everyone hates you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But what can i say. Self-denial is self-denial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant change it. Oh, and you will NEVER be a student councilor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoever votes for you, is stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You have no responsibility at all. And, you think you're so great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With that stupid "boyfriend" of yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can have him. He's so U.G.L.Y you dont have taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And now you think you look, "oh-so-cute", cause of your hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nah, you'll look cute when the world comes to bits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No. You look like a bimbo. Get a life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you become any more likable? Doubt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-116200955730832184?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116200955730832184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=116200955730832184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/116200955730832184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/116200955730832184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/loser.html' title='loser'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-116045838708610903</id><published>2006-10-10T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T13:33:07.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mishap.</title><content type='html'>Last sunday, (8/10/06) something really bad happened. like really. so it all started with my brother's birthday party. they had a football tornament for their birthday celebration and it was over. as in the tornament, not the party. and the whole bunch of them felt they didnt play enough, and so they went over to the other court , which was under construction, to continue playing football. WITHOUT ADULT SUPERVISION. ok, so they were all playing, happy, happy. then my brother's friends suddenly ran back to where i was and shouted, " matthew's head is bleeding! " i was shocked and then let my dad run over. but my mom didnt hear it clearly, so i repeated it to her, and it registered in my mind. my brother was injured. ON THE HEAD. i was speechless. then i saw a guy carrying my brother out of the court, his ( the guy who was carrying my brother out ) arm was dripping with blood. i couldnt say anything. and i was crying. YES, me crying because my brother was hurt. the me who always repeats that my brothers were irritating. i dont know why. maybe its cause i love my brother. i found myself thinking, " please dont die." i know it sounds so stupid. but i was literally thinking that. cause of the amount blood there was. i was so scared. i was thinking, " why must god do this?" this is so true. it was a really bad year for my brother. first , in school someone pushed him against the wall and he had to admited to the hospital for an x-ray to check if he cracked his skull. then the week before ,when he was playing football, he twisted his ankle. and last sunday, this. it's so, unfair. that some people are so stuck up and inconsiderate and they are the most disgusting people u can meet, cheats and everything. they dont even get a scratch on themselves. they ought to have some mishap. this is just not fair. why do the people who don't do any harm to people always get harmed ? ITS NOT FAIR. and to add on, i had a headache during the chinese examination yesterday. AND someone with on overly large head, had to butt in when i wasnt even talking to her. i hate her. she's the one person i CANNOT FORGIVE. even if she dies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-116045838708610903?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116045838708610903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=116045838708610903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/116045838708610903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/116045838708610903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/mishap.html' title='mishap.'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-115906266380791334</id><published>2006-09-24T09:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T09:51:03.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feast day. rocked.</title><content type='html'>feast day rocked so hard. yep. it did. yesterday we went for the mass before feast day, bleah. it was pretty boring but oh well, what can i say? oh then after the mass, we went for feast day. it was so great. we had lots of fun. but our table was a bit dead. or actually very dead. but its ok. cause i took lots of pictures at my table. this was before the CL girl's performance.&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1229/2294/320/IMG_0740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                            jaime and me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1229/2294/320/IMG_0742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                             Roxanne and me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1229/2294/320/IMG_0741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                             Marie and me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yea. and many more. i'll upload the next time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-115906266380791334?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115906266380791334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=115906266380791334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/115906266380791334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/115906266380791334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/feast-day-rocked_24.html' title='Feast day. rocked.'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-115838256725843706</id><published>2006-09-16T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T09:38:59.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>hello again. ok i'm so sick of my life. first well, i admit the whole 1/3 not winning the drama didnt come as a surprise, but i'd love to see 1/3 winning. and everything's going wrong. yesterday when we went to changi airport for the maths trail, lets just say its was enjoyable. cause its this stupid math thing and well our facil, wasnt friendly. hello. and one person in particular in our group, didnt help. i wouldnt say at all but we did like SO much more work than you. and all you can say is, "sorry, i'm not much of a help. i'm really thick in the head when it comes to maths" like YOU'RE the one who PASSED maths need i remind you? And at least ACT like you WANT to help and all. i FAILED and i'm helping. If you're thick in the head what am i?&lt;br /&gt;[this was how yesterday went]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-115838256725843706?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115838256725843706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=115838256725843706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/115838256725843706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/115838256725843706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-115597105723087324</id><published>2006-08-19T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T15:04:17.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help or harm.</title><content type='html'>hey guys. its been a long time since i posted and i know my blog is dead. well, kinda. so anyway, to tell the truth, i'm not as happy and carefree as i used to be. cause now i'm in secondary school and the problems i have now is really complex. its not the same simple problems i had in primary school and all. i really feel the stress creeping up to me. ok the thing is, being the go-between isnt all that nice. especially when people at both your sides are fuming mad with each other. Well, if you happen to know what i'm talking about then how do you suggest i solve it? and if you dont know what i'm talking about and you're in 1/3 i suggest you think about your actions towards a certain person. She feels left out and all. i'm sure you all know who i'm talking about. ok, for those who dont know still or arent in 1/3, this is what is happening, person Y and Z are angry at each other for quite a few reasons. Y thinks she's putting alot into that relationship but Z disagrees and says she's been changing herself to fit Y's expectations. Y feels that Z is not putting enough into that relationship and that every conversation they ever have on the phone or in school isnt a real one. the similarity is that both of them think that the other isnt really putting enough into the relationship and that she is the one putting more into it. Y is a loud person and i wouldnt say that she's really popular in class, Z is quite quiet in class and i think almost everyone in class likes her as a person. If Y or Z reads this, i really hope you both will stop fuming at each other and i hope you're not angry with me for posting this on my blog. And on to someone else. Ok. one thing i cant stand is when you pity me for not being able to do things and &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO NOT TALK TO ME IN THAT SUPERIOR VOICE. i hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. the minute i see your face, it ruins my day. and if you didnt notice, everyone thinks you're an idiot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-115597105723087324?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115597105723087324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=115597105723087324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/115597105723087324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/115597105723087324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/help-or-harm.html' title='help or harm.'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-115391944950736616</id><published>2006-07-26T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:10:49.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After everything</title><content type='html'>well, we're back from china and i must say i did enjoy myself. Although we didn't get the gold that we wanted, we are STILL the only secondary choir in singapore to get higher than a bronze in the choir olympics. the thing is, everyone is saying that we ONLY got a silver, i mean thats the NICEST thing they can say? and just because the primary school choir got a gold at the AIMF, it doesnt mean that the secondary school choir is lousy ok! we're not! and HELLO its the olympics serene! if you're such a good singer, go take the competition yourself. Dont you think its an achievement to be the first secondary school choir in singapore to get higher than a bronze? Even if you dont, i do. I'm sorry if i've offended you or anything serene, and you probably wont even read this, but i didnt ask you to read this anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-115391944950736616?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115391944950736616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=115391944950736616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/115391944950736616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/115391944950736616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/after-everything.html' title='After everything'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-115224661930495509</id><published>2006-07-07T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T12:30:19.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>china trip</title><content type='html'>Well, i'm going on a trip to china. Its the choir olympics, sigh. I mean i think we're ready and all but, are we mentally prepared yet ? I know judging by our standard, we might not get a gold, which we want really badly. I know cause i want it too. I'm scared of what will happen to us there. But, i'm sure we'll make it through the qualifying rounds, this choir is so much better than that! And everyone's working really hard and practising and everything. I'm so sure we'll do our school proud! * i'm sorry if i sound show-offy* 6 days to china trip , we're all praying hard !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-115224661930495509?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115224661930495509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=115224661930495509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/115224661930495509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/115224661930495509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/china-trip_07.html' title='china trip'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-114916747704275682</id><published>2006-06-01T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T21:11:17.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-no comment-</title><content type='html'>hey ppl, i JUST SAW THE TAG BOARD AND CONSTANCE TANG LOVES CHAI CHEE BOYS ! see its not my fault that she likes chai chee boys, not my fault! BTW here's the new comm for choir:&lt;br /&gt;Choir student conductor: Si Jia&lt;br /&gt;President: Amanda&lt;br /&gt;Vice-president :Jeanette&lt;br /&gt;Secretary:Joanne (a.k.a PARANJOTHY)&lt;br /&gt;Treasurer: Cherlynn&lt;br /&gt;CIP rep : Christine&lt;br /&gt;1st pianist: Marilyn Giam&lt;br /&gt;2nd pianist: Estella&lt;br /&gt;3rd pianist: Pricilla&lt;br /&gt;Sop 1 sec. leader: Samira&lt;br /&gt;Sop 2 sec. leader: Kerlene&lt;br /&gt;Alto 1 sec. leader: Gervin&lt;br /&gt;Alto 2 sec. leader: Constance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-114916747704275682?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114916747704275682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=114916747704275682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114916747704275682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114916747704275682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-comment.html' title='-no comment-'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-114671613067831873</id><published>2006-05-04T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T12:15:30.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insulting</title><content type='html'>well i'm sure if you are in 1/3 or you've been to our class blog, you'd have known that people have been writing not so  nice messages on our tagboard, but all the 1/3 are doing are just insulting them back - that i'm guilty too - but i thought about it, if they think they're going to get really noticed by 1/3, they're probably right. i'm not trying to scold you i'm just thinking if everyone continued to insult then, we're no better right? i mean this is not about them, its about us, we're acting as if the few words they say are gonna hurt us, yes i know what they say is bad - and they have probably flunked their english anyway - but, we'll have to wait till they stop, cause i know they're not going to give this a rest. lets just leave them talking to themselves. oh ya, and today's history paper was i guess i can say better than ca1 cause, i mean overall, i think i did do better, even if our results arent out yet ... smile :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-114671613067831873?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114671613067831873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=114671613067831873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114671613067831873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114671613067831873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/insulting.html' title='insulting'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-114628436654881442</id><published>2006-04-29T12:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T12:19:26.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so much happening</title><content type='html'>hey ppl, its been a long time since i posted, so i'm sorry and so much has happened since the last time i posted and then well, uh, i cant possibly type it out on my blog about the things happening cause then ppl will all start planning how to kill me, and anyway, like its so intersting like that! haha, joking but anyway, you've got to hear this! once, my science teacher when he came to class, he didn't zip his zipper, yep, on the pants, so disgusting, especially when he found out, cause like the whole class was laughing at him, i mean it was funny wad ! and at the same time, gross!!! well, come to think of it, i feel really bad now, cause its so embarassing to be laughed at by a group of girls ( if you're a guy that is) so much younger than yourself. haha, but school life's getting harder and harder and 1/3 is going out of control soon, i think all our teacher would be crazy by the end of the year... haha gd luck to them! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-114628436654881442?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114628436654881442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=114628436654881442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114628436654881442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114628436654881442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-much-happening_29.html' title='so much happening'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-114518859512819204</id><published>2006-04-16T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T19:56:35.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long lost</title><content type='html'>hi guys, i know its like been a thousand years since i blogged and i mean i'm like kinda busy and its not an excuse or anything but i really am, i have to hand up art tomorrow and i havent done it yet and i have home ec exam like this wednesday and i'm totally not prepared for it, i havent even tried baking my cake yet.. really damn stressed now. i've got too much homework than i can handle and i'm gonna explode or something its so seriously killing me... while typing this i'm barely alive and gonna rush my art for tomorrow soon... i'm not a really good example as a chairperson and i heard from someone that someone else thinks she can be a better chairperson than me, i want to let her try, see how proud she makes our class... she's a total idiot by the way and no one wants her on the comm except from herself... she's gonna make a fool out of herself just trying to get herself in the comm... but i'm not gonna laugh just yet... depends, if she wins the position, i'll kill myself cause i wont believe that i lost to HER !! well gtg 4 now , bye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-114518859512819204?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114518859512819204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=114518859512819204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114518859512819204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114518859512819204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/long-lost.html' title='long lost'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-114389400730885441</id><published>2006-04-01T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T20:20:07.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>hey ppl, today i went for choir again as usual and i had stomach cramps. So pain la, then i asked amanda if i could have scaled down pt but i bet u nicole low though i was lying or playing april fool's prank on her or something la, she didn't let me have scaled down, so bad. And come to think of it, i dont think she didnt think she believed me, cause she asked me if it was my first menses, to the whole choir! i was covering my face, it was so embaressing! Ahaha, but never mind la, i guess after the run my cramps were less but still there and then i had to do crunches WITH the cramps. It killed me, especially the push-ups, i think i almost died. Hiya, if they keep this up, all of the choir girls will be damn strong after this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-114389400730885441?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114389400730885441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=114389400730885441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114389400730885441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114389400730885441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-114277309720157930</id><published>2006-03-19T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T20:58:17.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>homework ... blea</title><content type='html'>hey ppl, back again this time i'm so gonna die cause i havent finished my homework and tomorrow school starts ... damn , looks like i'll resort to copying again .. ( i'm such a bad example , don follow ) and for those who think i hate choir , u were rite , once but now , i guess it's just that i couldn't get used to the discipline that they had at first, cause from the fun fun, choir ms lim had, IJ choristers , to this much more disciplined choir, i guess i just couldnt adapt to the change so well, yea i wanted to quit choir. but, thruthfully i dont hate band , ok, i was just pissed that ppl say choir sucked , although i didnt reali like choir, now i do , and pls pls dont say choir sucks, u dont wanna see me blow up, for ppl from 6 rose, i guess u know how i am ... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-114277309720157930?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114277309720157930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=114277309720157930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114277309720157930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114277309720157930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/homework-blea.html' title='homework ... blea'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-114261242371841110</id><published>2006-03-18T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T00:20:23.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey all</title><content type='html'>ok hi again, i went for CL this evening and boy i think i was bored or sumthing, oh YA u've got to hear this,  when lizzi was at my house, she called SOMEONE and then she pushed the phone in my direction so , obviously i picked up the phone and said " hello?" then i heard a guy's voice, i didnt know who it was and then my first instincts were to pass the phone back to lizzi . then later she put down the phone, and this time he called back. i picked up the phone again and then i gave lizzi the phone again, but again, she put it down. then i took her handphone to check who it was. so i checked and i found out that this person called colin and i was dumb enough to pick it up, so later i took lizzi's phone and smsed colin this : i was the one who prank called u . haha when lizzi found out , she was like whatever and then started laughing , hey i mean how evil can this women get ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-114261242371841110?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114261242371841110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=114261242371841110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114261242371841110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114261242371841110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-all.html' title='hey all'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-114252221945761101</id><published>2006-03-16T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T23:16:59.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>open mailbox</title><content type='html'>hey peps, back again, u know what i wanna tell u guys that if u guys have problems u can confide in me , esp ppl from 1/3 if u guys have problems u guys can come to me cause i'm ur class chair and i think i should help u guys and not leave u alone. It's too cruel to leave u guys alone so tell me ur problems k ? if u guys don want to tell me u guys can tell anyone in the class comm , i should think that they would love to help u and i hope that the class comm will keep all ur problems to themselves i mean if they dont then tell me i'll talk to them. *smiles* so remember dont be a ballon. keep everything to urself then one day u'll explode. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-114252221945761101?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114252221945761101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=114252221945761101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114252221945761101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114252221945761101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/open-mailbox.html' title='open mailbox'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-114243395128043896</id><published>2006-03-15T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T22:45:51.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary llll</title><content type='html'>hey peps, today went back to primary school for choir, well they'r ok now i guess i mean they impoved since i last came lor, they're kinda better and all. ok ur probably thinking wadeva or something but hey i like primary school choir. ok nvm u guys dont get the drift but who cares anyway can i say something i really dont think we lost superstar cause i was nevous on stage i think it was more of how awfully off pitch we sounded. and you know what, i dont care that we didnt make it cause i think we were off pitch and we dont need to get in cause , if we did we'd have made a fool of ourselves on stage and well we'd be more embarressed than i am now. Ok, if u consider this advice i dont think that you should cry if u dont get in to superstar cause its no big deal seriously, i mean so what if u didnt get in ? i seriously DO NOT care at all. :) haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-114243395128043896?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114243395128043896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=114243395128043896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114243395128043896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114243395128043896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/diary-llll.html' title='Diary llll'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-114233779179863941</id><published>2006-03-14T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T20:03:11.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary |||</title><content type='html'>Hey u know today i had choir and it was so fun. Although many people say that choir not fun it is la... but i must admit the first time i joined choir i wanted to quit so badly, now i love it so much. Must be my PASSION for singing. Hehe.. ya and friday's choir camp was so darn fun la... i dont want to post an entry cause if not you read till the next day havent finished yet... haha.. but this time i'm serious, i really enjoyed myself alot, i appreciate what the choir comm has done for the choir , i love choir and it rox. I also wanna thank my buddy (although evil) for teaching me and helping me to sing properly and everything, in all i love all my seniors...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-114233779179863941?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114233779179863941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=114233779179863941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114233779179863941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114233779179863941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/diary.html' title='Diary |||'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-114196144871989010</id><published>2006-03-10T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T11:30:48.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary ll</title><content type='html'>Hey all , sry i didnt post for so long. Got no time la sry and you know what i'm at EP and today i have superstar, so scary. Especially cause i have to sing solo , everyone has to, in my group that is. eh lizzi coin isnt gonna come here so dont go put coin all over my blog. so happy todae got choir camp happy happy. you guys come support my group for superstar k? eh, little while onli la come leh, if you guys don come later we wont win (like who doesnt know we dont have a very high chance to win anyway) haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-114196144871989010?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114196144871989010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=114196144871989010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114196144871989010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114196144871989010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/diary-ll.html' title='Diary ll'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-114085003591607557</id><published>2006-02-25T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T14:47:15.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary</title><content type='html'>Hey, u know what? I did badly for my maths and i dont think i'll do any better in my geography or history either... oh well, i think that there's nothing wrong with liking someone , but there is SOMETHING WRONG with liking someone u know is impossible to get close to cause the person will think you are too young or whatever. I think u should get close to someone that respects you for who you are and not wanting you to change beacause of them. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-114085003591607557?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114085003591607557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=114085003591607557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114085003591607557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114085003591607557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/diary.html' title='Diary'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-114024510517805319</id><published>2006-02-18T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T14:48:10.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Complaints</title><content type='html'>Ok , this is so infuriating ! first today the choir made us run 7 rounds of the track !! they r increasing it little by little ... i'm gonna die cause i though running 6 rounds was bad enough , now they're telling me run 7 !! ok nvm i dont mind the running anyway .. its really my exams that i,m worried for , my maths my chinese and english ! the thing with maths is just too hard , for chinese i remmber a single thing and for english well i'm ok. Although i hear many people say sec 1 is our slack year i dont think so !! OK i think if i say anymore i'm gonna blow so ya ... thats all .... for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-114024510517805319?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114024510517805319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=114024510517805319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114024510517805319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114024510517805319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-complaints.html' title='My Complaints'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-114016272211516867</id><published>2006-02-17T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T14:48:27.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>Ok, say it, i'm dead ! I totally flunked my history and geography exams today !! I was writing rubbish la !!!! The answers i gave totally didnt match the question !! I was so off point . I hope i dont fail my history and geography (crosses fingers) now i know how it feels to be a faliure ... so sad usually i will say that i'm gonna fail cause i dont know a few questions , that would be totaly not it ! but now it is i'm gonna fail and i mean it ! Now i'm faced with so many questions. I bet my parents will give me more tuition now that i'm gonna fail !! HELP ! I think i'm gonna die ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-114016272211516867?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114016272211516867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=114016272211516867' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114016272211516867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114016272211516867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22545695.post-114008755333729840</id><published>2006-02-16T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T14:48:42.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new blog</title><content type='html'>Yay! I created a new blog , come to think of it i never did have an old one la , so my friends were all pushing me to have one so i did and here it is ! But still, all along i didnt creat a blog because i thought it was hard to mantain and i didnt come on the com everyday not that i dont want to its just that i am not allowed to! How evil ! But never mind that , my exams are coming, and somehow i just dont feel worried about it . I just feel as if its going to be OK ! I think something i really wrong with me but the fact that i dont feel worried is still a fact and i cant change it !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22545695-114008755333729840?l=dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114008755333729840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22545695&amp;postID=114008755333729840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114008755333729840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22545695/posts/default/114008755333729840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamgalfantasyworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-new-blog.html' title='My new blog'/><author><name>!xobile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
