<?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-2191432694970085202</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:52:07.723+08:00</updated><category term='Phoebe(:'/><title type='text'>PhyB</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>368</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-2268389525827678354</id><published>2010-06-18T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T21:24:35.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last post on april 17. that's like two months ago, how dead can this blog be man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back from kiwiland yesterday and felt like sleeping at 8pm. I still do feel like sleeping. like right now. I really want to go back to nz. I don't mind the cold weather. I don't mind the slow internet speed. I don't mind not being able to eat rice or noodles. I WANT TO GO BACK BEING A KIWI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my kiwi family a lot. So much that I still feel like crying. I want to blog about what happened but since nobdy is prolly gna read my dead blog, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-2268389525827678354?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/2268389525827678354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-post-on-april-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2268389525827678354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2268389525827678354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-post-on-april-17.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-3362321613974025488</id><published>2010-04-17T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:17:52.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A short one, maybe I should go for Twitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eco trail was fun. Pictures that I were in din turn out tht bad. I got a white tiger Plushie. I couldnt find an otter plushie. I forgot my purse. I got pictures of meerkat. Pictures will not be uploaded until the weekend is over; I'll take 2 hrs. My brother got into higher nitec, with a GPA of 3.2 I think. This means tht he'll be around and I wont get nagged at. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-3362321613974025488?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/3362321613974025488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/04/short-one-maybe-i-should-go-for-twitter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3362321613974025488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3362321613974025488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/04/short-one-maybe-i-should-go-for-twitter.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-3575420116909642317</id><published>2010-04-09T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T17:54:48.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, some people just LOVE acting</title><content type='html'>PFT yst. 2.4 tdy. ballet tmr. STORY OF MY LIFE -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how you see people make themselves sound so humantitarian when in real life, all they know is how to be a bimbo. You can say tht I'm no better, but tht's because I've never acted like one. y/n? &lt;em&gt;I know I'm mean and irritating. [better than you]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, PFT results. What a disappointment..&lt;br /&gt;Shuttle: 10.3 (please ask the teachers to stop reacting slowly)&lt;br /&gt;2.4: 15. -3 (forgot)&lt;br /&gt;SBJ: 180 (12cm deprovement)&lt;br /&gt;SNR: 36 (and I'm a dancer. *claps*)&lt;br /&gt;IPU: 16 (I'm going to redo, tht wasnt my personal best)&lt;br /&gt;Sit-up: 39 (enough for A can liao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll not come back for a while. Check back in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want a distinction/ high merit. PLEASE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-3575420116909642317?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/3575420116909642317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-some-people-just-love-acting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3575420116909642317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3575420116909642317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-some-people-just-love-acting.html' title='Sometimes, some people just LOVE acting'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-7776099666452398273</id><published>2010-03-23T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:48:38.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We are two different people. End of story. And it's not you, you. It's you, the other you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ballet exam is tomorrow. I don't think I have anything to say, since I have a lot of h/w to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-7776099666452398273?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/7776099666452398273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-are-two-different-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/7776099666452398273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/7776099666452398273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-are-two-different-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-8561176920871008753</id><published>2010-03-21T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T15:14:19.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I last blogged. I finally realised why my seniors left their blogs to rot. I will chuck this blog into hibernate mode soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on a lighter note, flag day was average. It definitely beats doing math. Asking for money never felt better. (: &lt;em&gt;NS boy HOT. lol&lt;/em&gt; and not to mention &lt;em&gt;the kid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new term's starting tomorrow. And focus is starting too. And also, I'll have to do something about OMMS soon. EEEP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-8561176920871008753?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/8561176920871008753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-while-since-i-last-blogged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/8561176920871008753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/8561176920871008753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-while-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-241391779702101583</id><published>2010-03-12T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T23:15:12.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was Sports Carnival. As usual, I fell and hurt myself by falling all over. The Sports Carnival ended early this year due to the rain at approx. 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe I should stop blogging in such a General manner. Like WHO doesn't know that the SC ended early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to school at 7.20, and saw the class tee. It's orange+blue adidas, which is good, because a lot of the other classes had the orange+white adidas and it would look too..normal.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to change and realised that it was kinda big for me, though it's an 'S'.&lt;br /&gt;Our class was late for the flag-raising, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Then the torch ceremony which is like..&lt;br /&gt;The core games started after that, and being in the first team, I played against 4/6. Great game, though I fell. The rules are super.. My team was handicapped with only three girls playing in the court. KAYU&lt;br /&gt;And I spent the rest of the few hours sitting there, sms-ing people, and cheering whenever our class was playing in a game. I stopped cheering after a while because I got bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our class won the "Best Sportsmanship" and 3rd in Frisla I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD JOB 4/5!!! WHOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! \0/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didn't know 4/5 had so much gossip, rumours, scandals and such to talk about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-241391779702101583?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/241391779702101583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-was-sports-carnival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/241391779702101583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/241391779702101583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-was-sports-carnival.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-1030089417765880373</id><published>2010-03-09T17:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T18:02:02.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My common test results are out. It's a cocktail of good and bad. All I can say is, no matter how many A1s I have, that E8 is not going to be very complimentary on my DSA application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Koh told the class that he would vouch for me if I went for DSA. I thought he wouldn't, because of the lousy results I get for Humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ballet exam is coming. I really should get down to some stretching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just have the most atrocious English. I cannot comprehend their reason for blogging in such a tasteless manner. Who cares if you ate chicken rice for lunch. Do you seriously think that other people will be interested?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-1030089417765880373?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/1030089417765880373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-common-test-results-are-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1030089417765880373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1030089417765880373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-common-test-results-are-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-4270620672159464903</id><published>2010-02-22T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T17:47:33.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Common tests are here.&lt;br /&gt;\o/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-4270620672159464903?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/4270620672159464903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/02/common-tests-are-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4270620672159464903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4270620672159464903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/02/common-tests-are-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-2677087862120634434</id><published>2010-02-11T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T21:40:52.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think it's time for a melacholic post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One that never seems to end.&lt;br /&gt;One that spreads.&lt;br /&gt;One that moves in to your heart; and squeezes it.&lt;br /&gt;One that makes everybody think if their initial perception of me was right.&lt;br /&gt;One that makes you feel that I'm not who you thought I was.&lt;br /&gt;One that tells you that I need an end.&lt;br /&gt;One that tells you I am going to narrate a very long, irritating and perhaps, boring story.&lt;br /&gt;One that hopefully inspires.&lt;br /&gt;One about the ghost of my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sharp.&lt;br /&gt;I only sharpened a very small percentage of my wits recently.&lt;br /&gt;I needed some time.&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't given the time.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't given a chance to really tell you who I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you asked me that kind of questions,&lt;br /&gt;I faded out.&lt;br /&gt;I melted.&lt;br /&gt;I went mad.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't count my fingers because they were trembling.&lt;br /&gt;Not with fear, no.&lt;br /&gt;It was something else.&lt;br /&gt;I have not figured it out, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to keep those tiny little things in the tiny little portion of my mind, brain and maybe, heart.&lt;br /&gt;I used to get the jitters when I saw your picture.&lt;br /&gt;I used to get the jitters when I heard your name.&lt;br /&gt;I used to get the jitters when I saw you, even if you were far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times when I seemed to have this radar with which I could sense your presense.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times when everybody faded into the background, and I saw only you.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times when the rest of the world appeared to be in grey-scale whereas you were in full HD colour.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times when I pretended that I did not see you even though I obviously did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time I saw you when you weren't supposed to be there.&lt;br /&gt;The times you asked me to sit with you.&lt;br /&gt;The times we sat close together.&lt;br /&gt;The times we smiled and played together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;But it's done for.&lt;br /&gt;It's all gone.&lt;br /&gt;It went with the wind.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I'd get another chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, your image in my brain is blurred.&lt;br /&gt;It's in fact, Gone.&lt;br /&gt;I can't see you.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how you looked when you smiled.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how you looked in repose.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how you looked when you were laughing.&lt;br /&gt;I see images but I can't see your face.&lt;br /&gt;Your face is just an outline.&lt;br /&gt;I can only see the various poses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I heading?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-2677087862120634434?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/2677087862120634434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-think-its-time-for-melacholic-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2677087862120634434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2677087862120634434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-think-its-time-for-melacholic-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-8024392799231181248</id><published>2010-02-06T16:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T16:17:12.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, at ballet class, my ballet teacher PRAISED ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-8024392799231181248?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/8024392799231181248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-at-ballet-class-my-ballet-teacher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/8024392799231181248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/8024392799231181248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-at-ballet-class-my-ballet-teacher.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-4992629438462284636</id><published>2010-01-29T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:11:41.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Played Handball again today. As usual, I fell, did extreme aerobics and laughed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-4992629438462284636?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/4992629438462284636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/played-handball-again-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4992629438462284636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4992629438462284636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/played-handball-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-5487073411981974175</id><published>2010-01-28T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:04:32.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LJ-ed to Tiger Brewery today. I feel like drinking beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After  LJ, went to Popular to buy stationery. Saw Zhen there, bus-ed to RP to eat with Big Eyes. Craziness at RP. I found out that Big Eyes has the same birthday as me. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to do english. I actually forgot about it. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-5487073411981974175?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/5487073411981974175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/lj-ed-to-tiger-brewery-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/5487073411981974175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/5487073411981974175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/lj-ed-to-tiger-brewery-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-327806804029792054</id><published>2010-01-27T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T23:24:58.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm addicted to ba-kua and chicken essence and chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;SAVE ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-327806804029792054?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/327806804029792054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-addicted-to-ba-kua-and-chicken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/327806804029792054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/327806804029792054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-addicted-to-ba-kua-and-chicken.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-2225824624440901652</id><published>2010-01-25T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:58:26.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What am I doing here?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-2225824624440901652?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/2225824624440901652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-am-i-doing-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2225824624440901652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2225824624440901652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-am-i-doing-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-1707268053645444797</id><published>2010-01-24T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:06:17.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phoebe cut her hair. Phoebe's ponytail is much thinner than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe has 3 expositories to do and Phoebe hates you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many times do I need to repeat myself before you people understand? I DO NOT LIKE ANYBODY. &lt;/em&gt;Phoebe is perfectly serious about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-1707268053645444797?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/1707268053645444797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/phoebe-cut-her-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1707268053645444797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1707268053645444797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/phoebe-cut-her-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-688162707034031522</id><published>2010-01-21T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:44:39.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phoebe went blog-hopping and decides that many bloggers are lousy at expressing themselves with the right sentence struture and grammar and vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe also decided that she is ultra-not-photogenic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe is very distracted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-688162707034031522?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/688162707034031522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/phoebe-went-blog-hopping-and-decides.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/688162707034031522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/688162707034031522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/phoebe-went-blog-hopping-and-decides.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-6992846201126700458</id><published>2010-01-21T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:29:00.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phoebe did Physics practical today and thinks that it's terrible and irritating. Phoebe is doing the essay on euthanasia currently. Phoebe has a writer's block.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-6992846201126700458?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/6992846201126700458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/phoebe-did-physics-practical-today-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6992846201126700458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6992846201126700458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/phoebe-did-physics-practical-today-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-5993463201959235631</id><published>2010-01-15T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T17:48:59.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what possessed me to actually switch the laptop on. This laptop is an instrument of temptation. Once I'm connected to the internet, I'll go play farmville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm irritated with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Monday. I'll definitely go crazy. But I don't think 60 bucks is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW NEED TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL FOR PHYSICS. &gt;.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-5993463201959235631?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/5993463201959235631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-know-what-possessed-me-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/5993463201959235631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/5993463201959235631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-know-what-possessed-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-5884569084949166116</id><published>2010-01-13T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:18:55.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm 159cm. I don't want to grow any further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-5884569084949166116?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/5884569084949166116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-159cm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/5884569084949166116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/5884569084949166116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-159cm.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-8166066455461703007</id><published>2010-01-11T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:09:27.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since I'm in Band One for English, I guess I better start writing, talking and even blogging in proper and elaborate, fanciful English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have secured my A1 for L1. *grins* Yay!! I shall start mugging, do TYS, do the extra boooks that are accumulating dust on the bookshelf and pray hard for distinctions. That also means I will stop playing Farmville on Facebook after this harvest. I have to exercise self-control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to apply for DSA-JC to AJC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-8166066455461703007?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/8166066455461703007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/since-im-in-band-one-for-english-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/8166066455461703007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/8166066455461703007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/since-im-in-band-one-for-english-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-3530823608656373292</id><published>2010-01-10T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:21:49.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Secondary One Orientation Camp 2010 Transform@RS was GREAT! ^^ Although sometimes I felt like punching those OGLs who, instead of helping me keep the sec ones quiet, joke and laugh and talk along with them. But overall, OC10 was great. =) THANKS, OGLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sunburnt.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;I'm satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep eating. Maybe I'm stressed. But why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-3530823608656373292?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/3530823608656373292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/secondary-one-orientation-camp-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3530823608656373292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3530823608656373292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/secondary-one-orientation-camp-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-9144828862069627476</id><published>2010-01-07T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:24:29.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just when I thought it might be over, something will always remind me and tell me not to give up hope and continue to wait. But seriously, I'm a person with very little patience. But if things are worth waiting for, I &lt;strong&gt;might&lt;/strong&gt; wait for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the Orientation Camp, Transform@rs. So looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama has undergone some sort of revamp. Term 1: every Wednesday, 3-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To [insert name]: Why suffer? If you think it is right, fight for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-9144828862069627476?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/9144828862069627476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-when-i-thought-it-might-be-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/9144828862069627476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/9144828862069627476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-when-i-thought-it-might-be-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-1415741464763566978</id><published>2010-01-04T13:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:17:07.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10 "first day" hysterics of '10.&lt;br /&gt;1. Riverside has another VP. Mister Jayakumar. That's 3 VPs. What a record.&lt;br /&gt;2. The school bell has changed. And to me, it sounds like some Jap-Anime-Evil-Sinister-High-School.&lt;br /&gt;3. Seating arrangement has been changed. I'm sitting beside Mr Sneeze-A-Lot. [If you find it insulting, tag and I'll remove the sentence. Also, I'll apologise for my behaviour] I actually wanted to sit all the way at the back and be able to sleep. But, I shouldn't do that, aye.&lt;br /&gt;4. Free handbooks were given out. To think we paid for them last time. #$%^&amp;amp; thinks that it is because a certain someone wants to obtain more good karma so that he/she won't go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;5. We are officially referred to as "graduating classes". How unwilling.&lt;br /&gt;6. 4/5's P.E. teacher ain't Mini-Mie. *glum face*&lt;br /&gt;7. Phoebe volunteered to be Biology representative. [Suicidal attempt.]&lt;br /&gt;8. Focus studies start after March Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;9. Teachers are going to start making speeches on how we have to work hard as this is O Level year.&lt;br /&gt;10. Yearly TYS and big piles of homework coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be halfway to 32.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Isaac Newton's birthday today. Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, new nickname for new VP is out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-1415741464763566978?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/1415741464763566978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-first-day-hysterics-of-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1415741464763566978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1415741464763566978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-first-day-hysterics-of-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-701989009095432327</id><published>2010-01-01T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:00:26.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOP is hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-701989009095432327?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/701989009095432327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/top-is-hot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/701989009095432327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/701989009095432327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2010/01/top-is-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-1431804604246922641</id><published>2009-12-31T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T19:30:52.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I must blog on the last day of the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw the timetable for 2010. I'm happy that we didn't get a change of Physics teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get new spectacles for the new year. Oh yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: extreme random-ness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-1431804604246922641?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/1431804604246922641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-must-blog-on-last-day-of-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1431804604246922641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1431804604246922641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-must-blog-on-last-day-of-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-8923545048705144160</id><published>2009-12-21T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:11:15.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every little earthquake&lt;br /&gt;Every little heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;Going unheard&lt;br /&gt;Every little land slide&lt;br /&gt;Catch it in my hand&lt;br /&gt;I wont say a word&lt;br /&gt;Every time you hurt me&lt;br /&gt;I know that's it's working&lt;br /&gt;Making you mine&lt;br /&gt;Every clap of thunder&lt;br /&gt;Only makes me stronger&lt;br /&gt;On the inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only you did not misunderstand. I don't. NO, REALLY.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had OGL training today. I almost couldn't wake up. Too used to waking up at 10am almost everyday. hehheh. I LOVE GROUP FOUR. And and, CHEA YEE too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies. Study, study, study. Don't get me wrong. My mum never forces me to study. She is like total "as long as your teachers don't call me to tell me your work is lousy, you never do homework, you can watch as much tv, msn as much as you like, go out as much as you like." But guess what. I actually like studying. Albeit it will definitely be better without a big pile of homework for accompaniment. I like watching tv, I like msn-ing. BUT I DETEST GOING OUT OF MY COMFORTABLE HOME. Sometimes, I feel like I'm rotting, growing mushrooms and whateveritis. I like sports. In fact, I love playing sports. But I will not go out and play. It's some idiosyncrasy. I'm programmed that way I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love, Love, Love~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;아무도 내 맘을 모르죠&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stop love love love&lt;br /&gt;아파도 계속 반복하죠&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stop love love love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[in advance]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-8923545048705144160?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/8923545048705144160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/every-little-earthquake-every-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/8923545048705144160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/8923545048705144160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/every-little-earthquake-every-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-4017339982418458979</id><published>2009-12-20T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T21:57:39.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought of adjectives to describe myself for fun. I wanted to type them out. But I'm just too lazy to do that. hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's OGL Training tomorrow. And then I will go away for HOLIDAY! It's like a make-up holiday, since I won't get to go overseas next year because of O's and my bro's NS. I SHALL ENJOY MYSELF THERE AND TRY TO FIND LOTS OF THINGS TO BUY. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished my homework. AMAZING, aye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-4017339982418458979?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/4017339982418458979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-thought-of-adjectives-to-describe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4017339982418458979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4017339982418458979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-thought-of-adjectives-to-describe.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-9000189267711338789</id><published>2009-12-18T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:42:47.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm using my dearest, darling, baby, honey, precious, sweetheart laptop to blog now. Yes, it's BACK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's boring to be crush-less. It's weird that I only feel the boredom after 3 months. [hmm..there is something wrong with me.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT DRAMA OUTING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-9000189267711338789?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/9000189267711338789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-using-my-dearest-darling-baby-honey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/9000189267711338789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/9000189267711338789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-using-my-dearest-darling-baby-honey.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-3674640403327552618</id><published>2009-12-16T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:35:20.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why are there so many people using the same blogskin as me. I've seen it quite a few times already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine with it. Really. Happy, maybe not. *shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-3674640403327552618?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/3674640403327552618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-are-there-so-many-people-using-same.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3674640403327552618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3674640403327552618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-are-there-so-many-people-using-same.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-7460192486063126382</id><published>2009-12-16T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:54:32.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood: BORED TO LIFE</title><content type='html'>Phoebe does not life mundane everyday life. But Phoebe can't do anything about it. Phoebe wants to find her aim in life soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe changed her password for the portal and forgot what it was. Story of Phoebe's life. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe hopes her laptop gets fixed soon. *crosses fingers* Phoebe wants to use msn soon. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe wants to buy LOTS and LOTS of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe wants to sleep. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-7460192486063126382?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/7460192486063126382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/mood-bored-to-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/7460192486063126382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/7460192486063126382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/mood-bored-to-life.html' title='Mood: BORED TO LIFE'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-5727207078901134277</id><published>2009-12-13T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:25:38.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mother bought the pencil which costs $10.70 for me. ^^ *skips around* It's quite surprising, the fact that she actually bought it. Now, I'm just wondering if she is really my mother or some imposter. *gasps* haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be making fruitcake. My brother said that it's actually fit for sale. Well, maybe I'll make a blog-bakery after O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My friend for life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-5727207078901134277?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/5727207078901134277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-mother-bought-pencil-which-costs-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/5727207078901134277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/5727207078901134277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-mother-bought-pencil-which-costs-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-2291145927123916801</id><published>2009-12-11T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T20:31:08.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I might be blogging at livejournal. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate an ice-cream cone today. I'm sure I'll put on a kg or two on the morrow. To prevent that from manifesting, I'm going to skip the fat away. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-2291145927123916801?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/2291145927123916801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-might-be-blogging-at-livejournal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2291145927123916801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2291145927123916801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-might-be-blogging-at-livejournal.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-610628441411358745</id><published>2009-12-10T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T18:34:00.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm actually blogging for the second time today. *gasps dramatically* Haha. I read the outline of the little mermaid story. Not the disney version. The sadder one. Where the mermaid loses her love and turns into sea foam or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a mermaid. I shall not poof into sea foam or whateveritis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk why I'm so sentimental nowadays. I think of sad things. I dream sad things. I type sad things. I write sad things. I can't bring myself to eat heartily. *snaps* I know!! *pauses* No, wait. I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't comprehend the reason why I blog in such a boring manner. I'm beginning to feel like I should just press that little button that says "delete" and get my butt outta here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about school. What ever happened to school days. At first, I loved going to school. [I hate the homework but I loved going to school] Now, going to school is a chore. A mundane, boring, compulsory **** that you just HAVE TO do. I'm bored of homework. It's essential, blabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. There is something very wrong with me indeed. I feel like I was forced to write what i wrote (above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scaring myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've turned really random. All I can think of everyday is: HOMEWORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazily dumb and stupid when I attempt to say/type/do/try something of the new age. I'm just like an ice-ager who got poofed to 2009 by mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-610628441411358745?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/610628441411358745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-actually-blogging-for-second-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/610628441411358745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/610628441411358745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-actually-blogging-for-second-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-8582948387438038696</id><published>2009-12-10T17:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T17:43:22.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dang, I should have taken the grey one. My phone, I mean. the grey one has a blue keypad, i think. The white one [which I have] is a YUCKY GREEN. I don't like the colour. &gt;&lt; I'm stuck with it for 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rushing homework. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-8582948387438038696?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/8582948387438038696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/dang-i-should-have-taken-grey-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/8582948387438038696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/8582948387438038696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/12/dang-i-should-have-taken-grey-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-6028567779664134383</id><published>2009-11-29T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T18:11:11.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, that was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more random than ever. Idk why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, the new Clean and Green thingy. *sniggers* They are like AIMING the PRCs *screams with laughter* *coughs* haha. Really. The chinese background music and the chinese accent. HEHE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-6028567779664134383?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/6028567779664134383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-diary-im-going-crazy-hah-that-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6028567779664134383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6028567779664134383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-diary-im-going-crazy-hah-that-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-564114909441625538</id><published>2009-11-26T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T21:46:25.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just pull the trigger</title><content type='html'>I really am lost without my laptop. The stupid desktop is office 2003, which is so super dinosaur. The 2007 one more fun to play with. I really feel like just whining one corner and do nothing. My laptop will be at the "hospital" for quite a long time, I guess. I WANT IT BACK. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-564114909441625538?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/564114909441625538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-pull-trigger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/564114909441625538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/564114909441625538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-pull-trigger.html' title='Just pull the trigger'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-4723427439501562651</id><published>2009-11-26T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:18:34.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know. My blog is like rubbish now. It's not well kept. It's totally dead. But that's because of the stupid virus. It's a torture. It's like you've been using a&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; brand new&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; fast&lt;/span&gt; laptop when it gets sick and then WHAM!!! You're stuck with a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;grand old &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;slow&lt;/span&gt; desktop. It may be drama but that's what's happening. It's so frustrating!!!!! Especially if the stupid desktop hangs for no apparent reason, I can't use msn or Office 2007 on it. ARGHH!!! I feel like spamming the whole post with exclamations. No mood to blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I notice something. Airplayed songs have censored vulgarities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-4723427439501562651?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/4723427439501562651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4723427439501562651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4723427439501562651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-6095875501025014292</id><published>2009-11-20T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T18:47:35.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FAREWELL PARTY WAS A-W-E-S-O-M-E!!! I want the peek-too-errsss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reactivated my facebook for the fifth time and immediately I feel like temporarily deactivating it. (WHICH I DID)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SUPER DUPER EXTREMELY PISSED OFF RIGHT NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-6095875501025014292?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/6095875501025014292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/11/farewell-party-was-w-e-s-o-m-e-i-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6095875501025014292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6095875501025014292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/11/farewell-party-was-w-e-s-o-m-e-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-6961566645262689571</id><published>2009-11-11T16:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T15:28:01.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently, I'm not in the mood to blog. My handphone battery runs out like 40% in one day. I DO NOT APPRECIATE THAT. I have to find a day to change the battery I guess. Maybe I over-exhausted the battery by plugging it to the computer the whole day. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farewell party that I've been so-very-berry anticipating is this friday. EEP! Strange, it may be but seriously. Tivya's sending out the invites tonight. I'll have to work on my surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a bad shortage of material to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a new laptop with the new windows 7.&lt;br /&gt;I want to get new spectacles (though I seldom use them)&lt;br /&gt;I want a new backpack.&lt;br /&gt;I want at least 5 more pairs of converse sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;I want to shut up and do homework before the holiday ends. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-6961566645262689571?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/6961566645262689571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/11/currently-im-not-in-mood-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6961566645262689571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6961566645262689571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/11/currently-im-not-in-mood-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-1536510791880710550</id><published>2009-11-04T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:39:31.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm stuck. I can't use my laptop because something happened to that thingy that connects me to the internet. That M1 one. I don't know what's wrong with it. I have a theory though, maybe the one up there just wants to force me to study. [ah-ha I'm still using my mum's laptop to blog. (: ] But there is one very bad thing about using my mum's laptop. I CAN'T DOWNLOAD THE SONGS I WANT!!! urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened, since the last time I blogged. Namely, we didn't get to eat pizza on R-cubed day [RAWR!!!]; I caught a cold the day before yesterday; and a lot of other...stuff(?) Ah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to try out blogging on places like wordpress, livejournal, etc. But I feel lazy. [When do I not feel lazy? Playing handball perhaps?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-1536510791880710550?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/1536510791880710550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-stuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1536510791880710550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1536510791880710550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-stuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-9148267403296146710</id><published>2009-10-28T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T19:36:06.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bae Yong Jun's nostrils are HUMONGOUS. Look at his poster for the face shop, you'll get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a late lunch at 4.50 of fish and chips at RP. I LOVE IT. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to blog about leh. OHYA. hahaha. today, Rui Xia and Mun Ho. ROFLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is R-cubed day and WE'RE GETTING PIZZA!!! eeheehee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a long day and I have Standard Deviation and nervous system assgmt to do. So, ta-ta for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-9148267403296146710?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/9148267403296146710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/bae-yong-juns-nostrils-are-humongous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/9148267403296146710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/9148267403296146710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/bae-yong-juns-nostrils-are-humongous.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-1916794544703246053</id><published>2009-10-27T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:27:32.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For people who think that there is no reason to live for on the earth.&lt;br /&gt;For people who think that there is no one who cares for them.&lt;br /&gt;For people who don't know why they are here for.&lt;br /&gt;For people who think their existence is the world is of no use.&lt;br /&gt;For people who hate my posts.&lt;br /&gt;For people who laugh at nothing.&lt;br /&gt;For people who don't laugh.&lt;br /&gt;For emos.&lt;br /&gt;For smart-alecks.&lt;br /&gt;For the thick-skinned.&lt;br /&gt;For anybody who is getting irritated.&lt;br /&gt;For anybody that bothers to read my rants on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;For anybody that does not tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YAY! I JUST WASTED YOUR TIME. ROFL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I get kicks from all these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-1916794544703246053?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/1916794544703246053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-people-who-think-that-there-is-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1916794544703246053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1916794544703246053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-people-who-think-that-there-is-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-6087809524399192937</id><published>2009-10-26T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T16:12:11.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This used to be a funhouse. But now it's filled with evil clowns.</title><content type='html'>Yay! I got a lot of songs! 100 is a lot to me. I LOVE MY PHONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about that, the o's are HERE. My chinese is coming up soon. But I'm still in slack mode. I like chinese, but I don't like memorising everything. But I guess they are all pretty much the same; hopefully the question asked won't be too difficult. I think I found my love-for-chinese because I got &gt;50 for the first time (HCL) and that is quite an accomplishment for an always-missing-50-by-a-few-marks-me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I feel disconnected from myself again. It's like during SYF, where I sort-of lost my identity for quite a while. [That's what you get from getting into character(s)] I feel like I'm lost; that somebody else is writing this post for me. I can't help but think and let my thoughts run kind of wild. Thoughts like how it was lost too many times. I want to move away from the city; to somewhere like Lim Chu Kang. Be a hermit. I've been giving it quite a lot of thought. It's pointless really, but I can't help but want to give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH WELL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-6087809524399192937?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/6087809524399192937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-used-to-be-funhouse-but-now-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6087809524399192937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6087809524399192937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-used-to-be-funhouse-but-now-its.html' title='This used to be a funhouse. But now it&apos;s filled with evil clowns.'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-4756309366083922559</id><published>2009-10-20T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:42:58.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE HANDBALL</title><content type='html'>Title x infinity. :D I seriously fell in love with handball. I may not be a very great player but you may say I'm a passable goalie. But wait till I get upgraded to the higher goalpost. I was practically an octopus today. I got slight scrapes though, and a couple of bruises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very sad about bio. My results for bio start slipping since ct2. T.T I really want to do well in bio. Action speaks louder than words; I have to work hard now. &lt;em&gt;You can do it!&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sudden impluses to cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-4756309366083922559?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/4756309366083922559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-handball.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4756309366083922559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4756309366083922559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-handball.html' title='I LOVE HANDBALL'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-9098743594610957263</id><published>2009-10-19T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:22:06.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say hello to goodbye.</title><content type='html'>I need to reinstall some programs. SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO SLEEP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-9098743594610957263?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/9098743594610957263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/say-hello-to-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/9098743594610957263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/9098743594610957263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/say-hello-to-goodbye.html' title='Say hello to goodbye.'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-3327616541966058820</id><published>2009-10-18T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:30:22.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshining rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I've given it much thought. If it is, it will. I don't have to try to suppress. Or act. It's rather energy-consuming. I'm exhausted. Like a burnt out candle. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to channel my energy to studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-3327616541966058820?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/3327616541966058820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunshining-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3327616541966058820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3327616541966058820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunshining-rain.html' title='Sunshining rain.'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-1938753994483360476</id><published>2009-10-17T20:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:09:37.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more poison killing my emotions, I will not be frozen, dancing is my remedy, remedy oh</title><content type='html'>Tumblr is stupid. Boring, even. Anyway, I decided to delete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like it's all a waste of time. I don't know why I had given so much of my life to this. You are such a waste of time. I must have been nuts, out of my mind. I don't know what to do with myself now. I kind of dislike myself. But you were in the wrong too. But my subconscious is currently in lie mode. I feel useless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exasperated with my inflexibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMYTIAN, I want to die liao la. 摆明就是要针对我 I don't see you making snide comments about her. 그 기지배 너의 친구니까 아우것도 안 말했다며...죽고 싶으지. 아우, 몰라.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-1938753994483360476?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/1938753994483360476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/tumblr-is-stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1938753994483360476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1938753994483360476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/tumblr-is-stupid.html' title='No more poison killing my emotions, I will not be frozen, dancing is my remedy, remedy oh'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-4646599044965724501</id><published>2009-10-16T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:15:01.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One thing Two do Three words Four you</title><content type='html'>I want write a story. It's like some inspiration; albeit it'll probably go away. Like what the elders always say: 三分钟热度 [three minute heat; shall not go into the proper meaning] Anyway, inspirations are good. Umm...as in it's good to release it, but I don't know what I should do with it. Write it down? I want to share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumblr is slow and weird. livejournal is too non action. twitter is not a good idea due to word limit. I deleted my facebook. wordpress..? forget it, I got tumblr. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;earth shattering news. suddenly, I feel...far. What is he talking about? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short inspiration. nonsensical, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jellifysh.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://jellifysh.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall blog there from now on... I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-4646599044965724501?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/4646599044965724501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-want-write-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4646599044965724501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4646599044965724501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-want-write-story.html' title='One thing Two do Three words Four you'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-3563065319770671145</id><published>2009-10-15T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T16:33:59.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Received papers.&lt;br /&gt;And I must say that I am not at all pleased with my Bio results.&lt;br /&gt;When will I stop wanting to fall asleep doing the paper and be more careful?!&lt;br /&gt;WDID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-3563065319770671145?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/3563065319770671145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/received-papers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3563065319770671145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3563065319770671145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/received-papers.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-8806913547534479487</id><published>2009-10-11T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T17:02:18.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lay down your arms, give up the fight.</title><content type='html'>I'm getting my papers tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-8806913547534479487?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/8806913547534479487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/lay-down-your-arms-give-up-fight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/8806913547534479487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/8806913547534479487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/lay-down-your-arms-give-up-fight.html' title='Lay down your arms, give up the fight.'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-4314641072250680209</id><published>2009-10-10T20:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T21:48:52.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decepticons, ATTACK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Miss Tay (ballet teacher) said I looked slimmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*skips around with joy*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In fact, I'm a 43kg, with all three of JPH having the same weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, enough of all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I should just chop off my head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stupid thoughts just keep flooding my brain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it added another 'yay'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel like being a vegan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I think I can't, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm an omnivore! Not some herbivore~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm reading books by Belinda Jones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Romance novels this loan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe...adventure the next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh ya, funny weather today again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Like that day when 3/5 had chemistry lessons during the September holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As in rain in the sunshine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moving on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not hoping for nought no more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hate my current fringe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want my old bangs~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hanker for too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-4314641072250680209?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/4314641072250680209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/decepticons-attack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4314641072250680209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4314641072250680209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/decepticons-attack.html' title='Decepticons, ATTACK!!'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-4245570194678927504</id><published>2009-10-09T17:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T17:31:14.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L-O-V-E's just another word I never learned to pronounce</title><content type='html'>The exams (for this year) are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*skips around*&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS MY &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;I GOT THE SAME PENCILCASE AS HILLARY FOR MY PRESENT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;I'M OFFICALLY 43KG!!!&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm halfway to thirty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;Took a picture of Oscar the Grouch at Lot One.&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet is KILLING me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-4245570194678927504?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/4245570194678927504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/l-o-v-es-just-another-word-i-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4245570194678927504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4245570194678927504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/10/l-o-v-es-just-another-word-i-never.html' title='L-O-V-E&apos;s just another word I never learned to pronounce'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-4631889773531193922</id><published>2009-09-25T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:35:09.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just want to say an advanced&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY GRADUATION!&lt;br /&gt;I will only be able to post on my birthday, after the last paper of end of year.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why, but I have an urge to pore over my books and wear big round specs.&lt;br /&gt;My specs just broke. HAHAHAHAHA. My wish came true. wooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Koh said I'm smart. hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, crying yourself to sleep is not the best thing to do when you feel short-changed or you are running away from something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But when crying yourself to sleep makes you feel better and not feel like breaking down in school in front of everybody, go ahead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It does have it's side effects though. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You get up and go out with puffy, red eyes and the whole world'll know you cried.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;unless you have that eye-drop (which I do) that reduces puffiness and redness very super quickly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But that is not the point.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;People change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I changed, not much, but I did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You should have changed a little, right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's just let it be a wei zhi shu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave the unfinished textile as it is, with it threads unravelling and the textile diminishing as time passes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reluctant as I may be, it's the best thing I can give you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU (insert vulgarity)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quitting vulgarities, I've improved quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I shall poof off and be a geek (minus the specs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit~&lt;br /&gt;14 days to end of fye/eoy&lt;br /&gt;14 days to halfway to 30&lt;br /&gt;14 days to time to relax for a while.&lt;br /&gt;14 days to time for planning fp in detail.&lt;br /&gt;14 days to say goodbye to being 14.&lt;br /&gt;*pats self on back*&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, Phoebe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;PHOEBE'S BIRTHDAY WISHLIST&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Backpack. ( If I get 3, I might get this)&lt;br /&gt;2. Half-rimmed black specs (I'm sick of coloured ones)&lt;br /&gt;3. GOOD RESULTS. (I shall put in more effort)&lt;br /&gt;4. A successful farewell party for my dearest(s).&lt;br /&gt;5. To be a better friend.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to ask for too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-4631889773531193922?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/4631889773531193922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-want-to-say-advanced-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4631889773531193922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4631889773531193922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-want-to-say-advanced-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-7654268501278873772</id><published>2009-09-18T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T21:10:40.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yellow yellow dirty fellow.</title><content type='html'>I made potato salad. And yes, it was delicious. I've outdone myself yet again. =) But, it's POTATO; which reminds me very much of the slicing of the poor potato for our biological experiment. Plus the fact that potatoes are full of starch, which is a carbohydrate, and packed with calories; which makes me F-A-T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not paying attention and slacking nowadays. I'm prolly in tht hol mode. I need to rev up my engine soon or I'll really be in trouble. &lt;em&gt;I do need to stop thinking of people like you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting on Monday at 1pm. Only Tivya, Hari, Li Min and I. We can't have the first installment of the farewell on 30th september, hence the meeting. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to start using profound words and phrases or I'll be in trouble as deep as the grand canyon. (no such phrase, I KNOW.) ok, that was really dumb. I'm bored la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-7654268501278873772?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/7654268501278873772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/09/yellow-yellow-dirty-fellow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/7654268501278873772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/7654268501278873772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/09/yellow-yellow-dirty-fellow.html' title='yellow yellow dirty fellow.'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-953291548833015255</id><published>2009-09-17T18:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:18:40.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I've not been updating. There's just too much things to do. AND, EXAMS ARE COMING!!!!!!! I'M NOT PREPARED!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of hysterics, it's time to focus, PHOEBE. I guess I'll just have to look forward to the last paper, on nine octopus. (WHY?!?!?!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-953291548833015255?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/953291548833015255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-ive-not-been-updating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/953291548833015255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/953291548833015255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-ive-not-been-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-9130566471295150687</id><published>2009-09-10T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:25:49.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'll prove you wrong. You think too highly of yourself. Stop your 自恋 ways. Backstabber.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made oatmeal cookies. And they are definitely more yumalicious. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally don't know what to say, I'm kind of worried about EOY... Which is weird because I always get worried only at the last minute. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like eating steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-9130566471295150687?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/9130566471295150687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/09/ill-prove-you-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/9130566471295150687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/9130566471295150687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/09/ill-prove-you-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-354270375131401660</id><published>2009-09-04T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T18:14:15.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I messed up the forum. Blame it on me. I don't mind, because it really is my fault. Treat it as a lesson learnt. Super upset with myself right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is SUPER DUPER MANY homework. It'll get worse next year. I shall have to employ workers then. lol, like anybody is gna be willing to do homework for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want hear your voice anymore, mister. Had enough. 난 이미 너무 슬퍼했짜나. 넌 왜 게속야단을 해? 선생님이 아무것도 안 말했짜나. 나 다시 듣고 안 싶다. 선배는 이름.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-354270375131401660?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/354270375131401660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-messed-up-forum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/354270375131401660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/354270375131401660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-messed-up-forum.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-5100848861098827230</id><published>2009-09-03T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:55:18.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My results are out. I have...SIX As, FIVE A1 and one A2 for humans. =) L1R5 of 7. YAY! I better get very good results for EOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit.&lt;br /&gt;My mum never fails to annoy me. From foolscap she can move on to my handphone. ?! And now she refuses to let me go to a salon and cut my hair myself. As a parent, you should give some freedom at the right time. &gt;&lt; huhya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried roller blading today, with the help of my brother. I fell so many times in so many different ways, I can't even remember the specific details. But I'll still try, I don't like giving up. The most, I'll try it few years later, like how I learnt how to ride a bicycle. (hmm...my brother would have taught me how to cycle and roller-blade =D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-5100848861098827230?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/5100848861098827230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-results-are-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/5100848861098827230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/5100848861098827230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-results-are-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-3269640280855750574</id><published>2009-09-02T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:43:58.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For days, I was tormented by a tiny bit of glass embedded in the heel of my right foot. It is gone for good now. *skips around* *stops* I think I better not, sekali get another bit on the other foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for cca to start. But Miss Hesley didn't tell me anything. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for my phone. But I don't dare pester my mum for it too much, sekali she pissed off and cancel whole thing. Then I'll cry my eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the September holidays to start so that I can go get a haircut, buy stuff. But then again, after that, I'll have to go full force on my studies, and go on a super-marathon all the way to A's. I will stop my lazy ways. I will not stop at O's I'll go on. I'll find the stamina somehow. I must. I want to shock people. &lt;em&gt;Especially you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-3269640280855750574?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/3269640280855750574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-days-i-was-tormented-by-tiny-bit-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3269640280855750574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3269640280855750574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-days-i-was-tormented-by-tiny-bit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-4308873211450141018</id><published>2009-09-01T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:53:17.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Teacher's Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for korean class today because I have a youth rally on saturday. that means I cant go for the youth forum either. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to do homework. gahh. lazy la. short post. (what else can I say?) ohya, the lady handling is still on sick leave. but my number is reserved so =) yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-4308873211450141018?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/4308873211450141018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-teachers-day-going-for-korean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4308873211450141018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4308873211450141018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-teachers-day-going-for-korean.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-5866187422965040052</id><published>2009-08-31T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:10:04.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to watch 'where got ghost' just now. it's actually a few stories put together. like 3? yea, went to watch with usual and Li Ying. =) I'm closer with LY liao. heee. then bought the fake mini macarons. cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;잘 못 봤어. 잘 못 봤어. 잘 못 봤었지? I had the feeling before buying the tickets that I would see you. so it seems like I was right. come to think of it, I've almost always been right. no, cancel the almost; I always am right. seems like I've got psychic powers. is this chemistry? every time I make up my mind to forget, you'll pop up just when I'm almost going to forget. then it starts all over again. it has been said, but I did not want to stake my heart on it. I'll just need time I guess. but it wont be long. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's day emcees suck. I'm sorry to have to say that, ah mei and ah di, but you guys are not experienced, when the girl keep laughing, can say like 'eh, what's wrong with you?' and then say her lines for her. disappointment you know. =/ ah well, do well next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aces day was super funny. kept feeling like I was going to fall down, like trip over myself and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go get a nap now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-5866187422965040052?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/5866187422965040052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/went-to-watch-where-got-ghost-just-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/5866187422965040052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/5866187422965040052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/went-to-watch-where-got-ghost-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-2870924380963015873</id><published>2009-08-30T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:17:00.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Syakina got accepted into NYP. whooo~ well done. now, I better get into Anderson so that I can go school with Syakina evryday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my phone soon. heeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-2870924380963015873?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/2870924380963015873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/syakina-got-accepted-into-nyp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2870924380963015873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2870924380963015873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/syakina-got-accepted-into-nyp.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-2070147656833319164</id><published>2009-08-29T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:17:43.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are an Apple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&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 src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whattypeoffruitareyouquiz/apple.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are strong, powerful, and even a bit stubborn at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have enough strength to help those around you in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are adventurous and charming. Many people are drawn to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love life, and you enjoy traveling the world. You enjoy fine food, art, and culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have accused you of being a snob, but that's not accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do enjoy the best things in life. Unlike snobs, you truly appreciate quality... not just pretend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whattypeoffruitareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Fruit Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-2070147656833319164?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/2070147656833319164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-are-apple-you-are-strong-powerful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2070147656833319164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2070147656833319164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-are-apple-you-are-strong-powerful.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-5597204772241795998</id><published>2009-08-28T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T16:24:02.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mum got the line for me. I'm just waiting for the phone itself. no stock. lol. ah well.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did the june 09 o lvl chinese ppr tdy. it's so much easier than the one we did last week. I better get an A for it, or I should really go bang my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to update all of a sudden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-5597204772241795998?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/5597204772241795998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/mum-got-line-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/5597204772241795998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/5597204772241795998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/mum-got-line-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-6389413871815528926</id><published>2009-08-26T16:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T17:43:39.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;BREAKING NEWS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe Tan, of class 3/5'09 in Riverside secondary school, got her very first A1 for Physics.&lt;br /&gt;*claps*&lt;br /&gt;i'm so very happy. my last minute chiong-ing and going crazy did pay off!!! I wanted to tell my mum but I had to delay it to when she comes back. hopefully my mum'll give the incentive. =)&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of results, my ranking in the whole class for chemistry is 1. but Serena also had the same ranking as me, so I really must study hard for chem to get the best in whole class. really. I dont think I want to be second in class after knowing I'm the first. should start studying. timetable's out alry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fast... next year coming soon. I'm so dreading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem spa was horrible, I think I got the wrong volume. ?? then bio spa is nxt thurs. i hope it's nt horribly difficult...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly have this recollection of something that happened when I was pri...2/3. yea, at night, I was attempting to do some stunt that I could do when I was a baby. then I banged my head. and the chair I banged fell. my mum heard the noise and ran upstairs to my room and asked what happened to me. I never answer. then she ask me 'are you asleep?' and I replied, 'ya'. that was a real dumb thing to do. then she asked dk what because I was in a blurblur condition. the next morning, I had a headache. I didnt have one at night because I think I felt too embarrassed or smth. and I rmb taking a taxi..and the doctor checked if I could walk straight, looked into my eyes and ears and then I was assigned a bed. I rmb the medicine was orange-flavoured and orange-coloured, and I was busy talking to my mum who was trying to make me sleep. then my dad came. idk why my mum called him, but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when I was in pri 3, me and my mum went to see the skin center or dk what. then my went for consultation. birthmark can remove by laser. but after some consideration, I think better not, if a god made me like that, I should accept it and live with it. and now, I think that if a guy is going to be discouraged due to my birthmark, he's not true and not worth my heart. (sound like some weirdo professor) he should accept me as I am. =)&lt;br /&gt;ohya, the growth on my knee can be removed by operation. but I did not. because if I had an operation, I would be out of action for some time. in terms of ballet I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go Aussie agn. I want to go Tasmania this time round. looking at old pictures of mine, I think that I was so cute. =) lolol. dec going to hk, nxt yr no overseas holiday.. so by the time my brother's ns is over, I think can go aussie. or maybe korea. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's silent reading was at the activity hall. it brought back memories. but silent reading in A.H.? what nonsense? so cramped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;당신이 나의 별이다.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-6389413871815528926?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/6389413871815528926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/breaking-news-phoebe-tan-of-class-3509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6389413871815528926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6389413871815528926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/breaking-news-phoebe-tan-of-class-3509.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-3597878833586009340</id><published>2009-08-24T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:00:11.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got back chem, a maths and bio pprs tdy.&lt;br /&gt;biology was horrible, nt even an A1.&lt;br /&gt;a-maths was a miracle because I thought I'd fail due to me copying the question wrongly. when Miss Kok gave me the paper, she said:' wah..not bad ah, copy wrong question also can get a1'&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;but chemistry was a real pleaser.&lt;br /&gt;A1! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had 3 periods of chemistry today.&lt;br /&gt;but chemistry lessons always make time go past like the wind.&lt;br /&gt;did target setting and I realised that I only need to get 60.4 marks for eoy to get an A2, if I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;and, it's the lowest among the whole of the class.&lt;br /&gt;in other words, I'm trying to say I'm a genius and I'm the best chemistry student in 3/5.&lt;br /&gt;you may say that I'm being very haolian, but srsly, that's the truth mah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very straightforward de.&lt;br /&gt;well, physics and english tchers were both nt here.&lt;br /&gt;we are back in our seatg arrgmt in twos.&lt;br /&gt;feels weird sitting so near to someone after such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lvl 4 meeting after school. discussed about the leaders retreat. it was sort of fun.&lt;br /&gt;I think I should stop worrying about the proposal writing. why so nervous sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508. w508.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-3597878833586009340?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/3597878833586009340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/got-back-chem-maths-and-bio-pprs-tdy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3597878833586009340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3597878833586009340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/got-back-chem-maths-and-bio-pprs-tdy.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-2545315416633165759</id><published>2009-08-23T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T21:39:02.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my brother is ill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-2545315416633165759?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/2545315416633165759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-brother-is-ill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2545315416633165759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2545315416633165759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-brother-is-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-6230224423931538233</id><published>2009-08-23T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T21:19:31.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored. (I always am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, andrea squashed the orange while we were playg "dog and bone" except with humans and oranges. she squashed it on purpose so that we could end the game and have our break. but they had to have backups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's hope for w508! wooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the playlist is very very irritating. super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my granma said i've slimmed down. but the pudding effect is still there. therefore, i do need to continue working hard. i better do some stretching. i've been using the exams as an excuse to slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. we are doing proving now. it's not easy at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-6230224423931538233?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/6230224423931538233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6230224423931538233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6230224423931538233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-4594068665059757821</id><published>2009-08-21T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T18:58:41.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid playlist is like nuts (again) what nonsensical licensing thingy. and apparently something happened to my songs also. idk. anw, the prvs time, it got back up by itself so i think it might do the same for this time round, wait. (and i hate waiting.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-4594068665059757821?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/4594068665059757821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/stupid-playlist-is-like-nuts-again-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4594068665059757821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4594068665059757821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/stupid-playlist-is-like-nuts-again-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-8748925978139283184</id><published>2009-08-21T16:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T17:00:40.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't think I have to explain why I did not update. but well, ct's over. results that I have so far:&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH---20/25; one of the highest in class. and no, Phoebe is not a nerd, she's a genius.&lt;br /&gt;E.MATHS---23/25; if Phoebe realised that exact value means leaving in fraction, she would have full marks.&lt;br /&gt;SS---15/25; yes, Phoebe is super lousy at humanities.&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I need to write a proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hillary said that I look the most alert among the three of us. she associated it with my relatively large and lively eyes. why thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy to update. anw, tmr gt outing wif korean class peeps and yay, no ballet tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-8748925978139283184?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/8748925978139283184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dont-think-i-have-to-explain-why-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/8748925978139283184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/8748925978139283184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dont-think-i-have-to-explain-why-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-1947726792941119837</id><published>2009-08-16T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:22:18.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's nt even 10 but i'm tired. i shall do stretching then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no show on tv. some rally. &gt;&lt; i want my tv shows!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have an urge to sit in a corner and take a nap. weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-1947726792941119837?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/1947726792941119837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-nt-even-10-but-im-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1947726792941119837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1947726792941119837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-nt-even-10-but-im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-2920128276127730812</id><published>2009-08-16T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:41:12.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>constructive waves, destructive waves</title><content type='html'>information overload. I have a lot of things in my head. I intend to make full use of my brain. I think I've studied too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum said that she will give me her current phone. and until I can use the phone without dropping, I wont get W508. yea right. by that time, no more W508 liao la. super annoyed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started my revision for geog at 6 pm and i've ended it. in between I had many 'short' rests. I am not one to sit at the table and study till my brain pops open or my eyeballs drop out. -bish-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cat class was extremely stupid today. the youths ,who are taking us for the next 3 wks, are super zi high. they dont make me feel like cheering at all. they make me feel like rebelling and be an emo. there's their leader whose name is hillary and I can tell you, he is a -censored-  i dont use vulgarities so you can fill in your own preferred vulgarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muscles arent aching as bad as i thot they would. i shall go do more stretching now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-2920128276127730812?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/2920128276127730812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/constructive-waves-destructive-waves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2920128276127730812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2920128276127730812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/constructive-waves-destructive-waves.html' title='constructive waves, destructive waves'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-7482529249427815872</id><published>2009-08-15T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:30:42.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phoe-losophy</title><content type='html'>I set up facebook account yesterday for fun. and I'm deactivating it tdy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, I asked my brother to help me with stretching. and to get him to put in more strength, I asked him to think of all the times I have been mean to him. and that truly got him to squash me. but well, I guess I've improved quite a fair bit. I will be hardworking and stretch everyday to be the best i can be. *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quitting you. for good. now get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sony ericsson C903. the advertisemt is the one who acted as 하재경 (ha jae kyung) right..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want W508. but my mum said that she will see what see can find during the roadshow. EH WHAT!!! THEN YOU GIVE ME UGLY AND DORKY MODEL AH?! okay. I should shouting being so sreamish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better go and sleep now. I slept till 11am tdy. no korean class. so shuang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are exactly 20 seniors for fp. how wonderful to work with whole numbers. goodie bags are bought. i think i'll let the seniors choose the kind they want. and if they come early, they'll get to have the one they like. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite peeps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-7482529249427815872?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/7482529249427815872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/phoe-losophy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/7482529249427815872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/7482529249427815872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/phoe-losophy.html' title='Phoe-losophy'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-7208044626515395875</id><published>2009-08-14T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T22:37:04.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary. love is scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it can turn somebody that is lovable and cute into a wreck. (mental note: Don't fall into 'love traps') :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-7208044626515395875?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/7208044626515395875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-is-scary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/7208044626515395875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/7208044626515395875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-is-scary.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-6693442896040613865</id><published>2009-08-14T18:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T16:20:26.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the filling in the cream pie and mud in your ears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;the exams are half-done. (not as in half-done in beef steaks) and we are left with the week of horror. and it's only the common test 2. and besides that, it's only sec 3. and I realised that they so 'kindly' put one of the subject on my bday. the last paper(of the whole year). wonderful. *curses* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope miss teo stays as our tcher. I dont want to change a tcher yet again. If I change teacher, it'll be Mr tsung. *screams* Physics was a horror. that speed test, I scored 9/20. but if it was mr goh, it'll prolly be 5/20. but in any case, I'm horrible at physics. people who take sub-sci and say physics is easy, you look at my paper first then you talk. you try doing first before you open your mouth and talk rubbish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;going vulgarity free isnt so easy. but I want to stop vulgaritising. it's not lady at all. I want to be rid of my unglam image. I'd rather be known as 'the girl who smiles and laughs even though she failed her physics test' I dun wna be like typical teenage girls. I don't want to be classified under a group with them. no way. reason being I wanna be me, myself and uniquely me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;people change, people move on. and guess what, I do too. so you dont have to be stuck in that 'i dun wanna talk to you cause last time you blablabla' mode. talk normally la. you think I siao ah. I may be a little weird but I'm nt a tad nutty. I'm just uniquely me. you are nt. tht's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;level 3 morning check has been cancelled. thank you, sleep-deprivers. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-6693442896040613865?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/6693442896040613865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/filling-in-cream-pie-and-mud-in-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6693442896040613865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6693442896040613865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/filling-in-cream-pie-and-mud-in-your.html' title='the filling in the cream pie and mud in your ears.'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-1423806133444407881</id><published>2009-08-14T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:37:55.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MATHS~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;2 marks&lt;br /&gt;my full marks~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;TT.TT&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;*bangs head*&lt;br /&gt;exact value i go round off to 3 sf.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;-bish-&lt;br /&gt;work hard for physics and a maths.&lt;br /&gt;bio is on plants and i dont like learning abt plants.&lt;br /&gt;chem got calculations and i hate them&lt;br /&gt;haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tdy, during physics, mrs lee tried to grab my diary thinking it was some storybook.&lt;br /&gt;heng i grab it tight.&lt;br /&gt;then during geog,&lt;br /&gt;they had some boy-girl seating arrangement&lt;br /&gt;idk what was tht for&lt;br /&gt;totallly unecessary.&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;but aft tht he let us sit anywhre and i pulled a table to whre fiona was sitting.&lt;br /&gt;so it was like 3 in a row.&lt;br /&gt;lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tdy, i did one good deed.&lt;br /&gt;i donated 2 bucks to someone i don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is rush to ballet pattern agn.&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;this wk no korean&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;but nxt wk nid rush agn&lt;br /&gt;smmore aft tht got gathering with the korean class peeps at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the goodie bag wrappers.&lt;br /&gt;they are cute (accrdg to hill)&lt;br /&gt;but i din buy enough&lt;br /&gt;and there are three different pattern.&lt;br /&gt;i have in total 20 bags.&lt;br /&gt;i have not gotten a reply from dear miss hesley.&lt;br /&gt;i nid to have smth to work with mah..&lt;br /&gt;li min also nvr reply.&lt;br /&gt;fine, i'll sit on the job la.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday have to go to school at 6.50 and i have to be properly attired.&lt;br /&gt;sleep-deprivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must stop wanting to snack.&lt;br /&gt;snacks are dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;they'll grab you by the heart and then you never escape from their clutches.&lt;br /&gt;it's tht addictive.&lt;br /&gt;your mouth will itch for more.&lt;br /&gt;*laughs evilly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shld try to actually study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-1423806133444407881?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/1423806133444407881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/maths-2-marks-my-full-marks-tt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1423806133444407881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/1423806133444407881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/maths-2-marks-my-full-marks-tt.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-7714650191584453800</id><published>2009-08-13T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:59:23.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to calculate your BMI,&lt;br /&gt;take your weight in kilograms and divide it by the squared value of your height in metres.&lt;br /&gt;weight(kg)/height&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;(m)&lt;br /&gt;though my BMI may be acceptable,&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;am&lt;br /&gt;going&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;go&lt;br /&gt;on&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;strict&lt;br /&gt;diet.&lt;br /&gt;i must slim down and grow taller.&lt;br /&gt;but i still want my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;they shrunk.&lt;br /&gt;but my adipose tissues did not give up significant amount of fatty tissues.&lt;br /&gt;i lost one kg.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe it's just my weighing machine got smth wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i must slim down by the end of this year.&lt;br /&gt;holiday go run everyday.&lt;br /&gt;train stamina.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is emaths.&lt;br /&gt;angle nt difficult la.&lt;br /&gt;trigo might have tricky ones.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;break a leg, peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-7714650191584453800?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/7714650191584453800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-calculate-your-bmi-take-your-weight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/7714650191584453800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/7714650191584453800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-calculate-your-bmi-take-your-weight.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-6613102124052117566</id><published>2009-08-12T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:23:13.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BAOLIAO~&lt;br /&gt;AUNTY MARY JAYWALK.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;got 3 eyewitnesses. that shld convince you.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most seniors are okay with 1 dec.&lt;br /&gt;at least those i have asked so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday got spot check on the lvl 3 ldrs.&lt;br /&gt;(calm down, Phoebe.)&lt;br /&gt;HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL AT 0650 LEH!!! HOW YOU EXPECT ME TO BE CALM????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya, ss ct tdy,&lt;br /&gt;i din manage to finish the similarity-difference qn. &gt;&lt; TT.TT&lt;br /&gt;i am gna&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, it wun make a difference even if it rmbed.&lt;br /&gt;(i have no idea what i am blabbering.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIJIE THROW THE KEY AND HIT MY COLLARBONE TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;IT STILL HURTS OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;IDIOT.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hcl p1 tdy.&lt;br /&gt;i wrote gong han and bao zhang bao dao.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can pass.&lt;br /&gt;with a B.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY SEPTEMBER HOLIDAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-6613102124052117566?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-7431939907909008434</id><published>2009-08-10T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:42:27.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>是你的就是你的，不是你的就永远不会是你的。&lt;br /&gt;突然之间，我似乎领悟到了什么。&lt;br /&gt;我想，现在应该是时间放弃了吧。&lt;br /&gt;我怎么放不下？难道就那么难吗？&lt;br /&gt;可是想一想，我也不会要那种复杂的关系。&lt;br /&gt;10年后，你是否还会记得我，你是否会记得我之间的约定？&lt;br /&gt;미안하지만, 나 선배를 잊을 수가 없다.&lt;br /&gt;시간돼면, 우리 그때 다시 마날까?&lt;br /&gt;아마 그때 나 남친 있을 거야.&lt;br /&gt;선배, 시험이 잘해.&lt;br /&gt;우리 또 보자.&lt;br /&gt;basically, i'm just being sentimental.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-7431939907909008434?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/7431939907909008434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/7431939907909008434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/7431939907909008434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/10.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-3189519259978859139</id><published>2009-08-10T14:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T15:18:07.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i forgot to blog yst.&lt;br /&gt;anw, the sour lime can do with more lime.&lt;br /&gt;the chilli blast can do with more chilli.&lt;br /&gt;the ndp was better than last year.&lt;br /&gt;so much better.&lt;br /&gt;can see effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morng went for ballet class.&lt;br /&gt;i totally forgot hw to do character dance.&lt;br /&gt;GAH!!&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;then went back home and went out to jog.&lt;br /&gt;(and my face became like a cooked crab again)&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly i din feel hungry though i only drank a cup of plain water.&lt;br /&gt;improve le~&lt;br /&gt;i must slim down by december.&lt;br /&gt;(though my BMI is perfectly normal.)&lt;br /&gt;I MUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit~&lt;br /&gt;i have finished my homework.&lt;br /&gt;at least all those that i can do.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry calctn qn, if those come out for exam,&lt;br /&gt;totally SONG FEN.&lt;br /&gt;bio essay wasnt tht difficult.&lt;br /&gt;maths was challenging though.&lt;br /&gt;i chiong-ed them all yst at 9-10&lt;br /&gt;only one hour.&lt;br /&gt;LI HAI BA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum is gna buy 꽃보다 남자ost 2 and special edition for me.&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i wanna procastinate,&lt;br /&gt;i might as well talk about myself.&lt;br /&gt;what shld i say..?&lt;br /&gt;ah. movies then, since UP advertisement is on right now.&lt;br /&gt;first, i dun like watching movies.&lt;br /&gt;in the movie theater i mean.&lt;br /&gt;it's too loud.&lt;br /&gt;i dun like noise.&lt;br /&gt;tht's prolly why i hate the headphone and earpieces too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sony ericsson W508. =D&lt;br /&gt;i want my own doodly cover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-3189519259978859139?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/3189519259978859139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-forgot-to-blog-yst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3189519259978859139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3189519259978859139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-forgot-to-blog-yst.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-6632156989310402740</id><published>2009-08-09T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T18:07:44.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i'm blogging with the blogger page all in korean. =B&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i just ordered kfc online.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;woooo~&lt;br /&gt;hot devil drumlets...&lt;br /&gt;spicy lime and chilli blast.&lt;br /&gt;=B&lt;br /&gt;shall describe the taste after the ndp since i'll be blogging abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fyi, i do eat fast food.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm nt crazy over it, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like eating at the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;i prefer if it was delivered to my house so tht i can eat at the comfort of my home.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;basically, i'm just lazy.&lt;br /&gt;tht's why you dont see me at cwp eating fastfood evryday.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll be even fatter than i alry am.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont rly like eating out.&lt;br /&gt;because i dont like ordering.&lt;br /&gt;the last time i ever ate at any fastfood outlet was after the syf.&lt;br /&gt;which was on 2 apr (if i'm nt wrong) and tht is super long ago.&lt;br /&gt;and before tht, the very last time i ate at fastfood outlet was last year june holidays and i think i only drank lemon tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nw, my bro if rofl over my baby pictures.&lt;br /&gt;tsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;if only you can see it.&lt;br /&gt;he IS literally Rolling On the Floor Laughing his head off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-6632156989310402740?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/6632156989310402740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6632156989310402740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6632156989310402740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-6273886511127748955</id><published>2009-08-09T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T15:04:03.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooh.&lt;br /&gt;apprntly the haze is back.&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;i knew it was back btw.&lt;br /&gt;i'm nt dumb to the pointt tht i can be so oblivious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was gorgor's bday yesterday so yea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BURFDAY BINATO DANIEL TAN YURONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolol.&lt;br /&gt;and it's aunty carol's bday tdy so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNTY CAROL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gan dong ba~&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ct2 is on tuesday and i'm nt studying.&lt;br /&gt;it's gna be the last ct2 i'm gna take for my sec sch yrs, come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant help but procastinate.&lt;br /&gt;我就是那么懒散的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've asked whether we can hold the fp on 1 dec.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm approving budget.&lt;br /&gt;how amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dates always clash.&lt;br /&gt;talks, presentations, forums.&lt;br /&gt;i can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still dont want to finish homework.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i better&lt;br /&gt;if nt, i wont have time tmr for them.&lt;br /&gt;the whole lot of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TT.TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-6273886511127748955?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/6273886511127748955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/ooh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6273886511127748955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6273886511127748955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/ooh.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-8537896396198389221</id><published>2009-08-07T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:13:49.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something is very wrong with my internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;it'll go crazy soon.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;let's hope it holds out till i post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's ballet class on monday.&lt;br /&gt;gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro's bday tmr.&lt;br /&gt;and i thot of smth.&lt;br /&gt;'HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE'&lt;br /&gt;now, what is wrong with this sentence?&lt;br /&gt;firstly,&lt;br /&gt;who in the world gave birth to sg?&lt;br /&gt;even if you used your butt to think,&lt;br /&gt;isnt it more accurate to say it is national day?&lt;br /&gt;tsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;and on tv, those brainless celebraties are all saying the sentence in bold, above.&lt;br /&gt;well, nt all, there are some wif brains and those deserve a pat on the back.&lt;br /&gt;people who say 'happy birthday singapore' shld stuff their head into the sewer since they dont get the right definitions.&lt;br /&gt;hah. 44th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;enough la.&lt;br /&gt;in chinese, 庆生&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;this is called 'teaching wrong things'&lt;br /&gt;so you intend the younger generations to all be dumbasses who know nought aye&lt;br /&gt;stop and think for a mo'&lt;br /&gt;you know i'm right.&lt;br /&gt;if you want to disagree, go join them in the sewers.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no ballet tmr though.&lt;br /&gt;so i can go daiso and buythe goodie bags.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-3529431364724080055</id><published>2009-08-07T12:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T15:25:01.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BRITHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;FIONA&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm&lt;br /&gt;i lost my timetable.&lt;br /&gt;hehheh...&lt;br /&gt;i hv to go borrow luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yTnvqQFFc1c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yTnvqQFFc1c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;mr brown's rendition of the ndp song by electrico.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;national day celebration&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh.&lt;br /&gt;what happened?&lt;br /&gt;why no fancy drill?&lt;br /&gt;whack in a fancy drill la.&lt;br /&gt;i know this year coz of h1n1 vry diff to plan or whatever&lt;br /&gt;but why cnnt do fancy drill leh?&lt;br /&gt;nvr think of it meh?&lt;br /&gt;i hope nt la hor.&lt;br /&gt;if rly nvr think of it ah,&lt;br /&gt;gd luck to you.&lt;br /&gt;srsly.&lt;br /&gt;this year's celebratn is like torture.&lt;br /&gt;watch vids after vids after vids and more vids.&lt;br /&gt;please la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piles and piles of homework.&lt;br /&gt;eh.&lt;br /&gt;only one extra day leh.&lt;br /&gt;one extra day also say&lt;br /&gt;'long holiday'&lt;br /&gt;*disgruntled look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya, i recalled smth.&lt;br /&gt;just nw, some 4/5 girls were screaming and cheering.&lt;br /&gt;like vry self high sia.&lt;br /&gt;and then after the ending message, nobody cheer&lt;br /&gt;until i cheered.&lt;br /&gt;compare 4 or 5 girls to one Phoebe.&lt;br /&gt;self-explanatory, right.&lt;br /&gt;and another one.&lt;br /&gt;mr ong was pulling the screen up down up down up down and up and down&lt;br /&gt;until i got fed up and went over.&lt;br /&gt;1 pull of mine did the trick.&lt;br /&gt;(yea yea, i know i very hao lian and bhb, but u dun hv to remind me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit~&lt;br /&gt;Bio speed test yesterday was surprisingly EASY.&lt;br /&gt;I thot i'll fail this one cause i didnt study.&lt;br /&gt;but nah... I wont fail.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can get a distinctn.&lt;br /&gt;it's so much easier than plants.&lt;br /&gt;the chapters on the systems of the plants are easy&lt;br /&gt;but i just cant seem to connect to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-3529431364724080055?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/3529431364724080055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/ohya-happy-brithday-fiona.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3529431364724080055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3529431364724080055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/ohya-happy-brithday-fiona.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-7141405727229985746</id><published>2009-08-05T17:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:27:20.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i tried changing my blogskin for fun,&lt;br /&gt;and it was a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;back to before.&lt;br /&gt;just made little adjustments here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.3 for math.&lt;br /&gt;qn 2 and i'm alry stuck.&lt;br 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[Complete]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are some irritating 30 second-ers,&lt;br /&gt;but well, i quit imeem sometime back.&lt;br /&gt;wait. maybe i should revert back to imeem..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-7141405727229985746?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/7141405727229985746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-tried-changing-my-blogskin-for-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/7141405727229985746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/7141405727229985746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-tried-changing-my-blogskin-for-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-4316398683967166833</id><published>2009-08-04T19:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:35:56.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i decided to switch tht english one over.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm nt going to sugarcoat anything or even hide anything.&lt;br /&gt;i'll write like normal.&lt;br /&gt;well, besides the proper english part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;change so fast wor...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohya, i overlooked the fact tht you are a male.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or arent you...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you still dont get the point do you?&lt;br /&gt;go sit on a tack and you'll get it.&lt;br /&gt;(tht was a joke, but in case you dont see it, TOO BAD.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to to think that i'll be 15.&lt;br /&gt;in like few months time.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be like halfway to 30. gahhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmigosh.&lt;br /&gt;that chou yang. (nt tht i'm btr la but.)&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;aiyo~&lt;br /&gt;ohya, nei han cai shi zui zhong yao de.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;ohmigosh again.&lt;br /&gt;why i so zhun?&lt;br /&gt;i anyhw guess also cai zhong.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-4316398683967166833?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/4316398683967166833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-decided-to-switch-tht-english-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4316398683967166833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/4316398683967166833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-decided-to-switch-tht-english-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-3598564664738310732</id><published>2009-08-04T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:40:00.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's kind of pointless to create a new blog url just for the english assg.&lt;br /&gt;it's kind of dumb, come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;shld hv just used this.&lt;br /&gt;lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've gone mad.&lt;br /&gt;no, i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit~&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;this failure has fail titles.&lt;br /&gt;it's JOY.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i dont mean to laugh but look at your title.&lt;br /&gt;"yumm..sweets.."&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;epic lol.&lt;br /&gt;(this should actually be going on my other blog. but jokes like this shld be shared)&lt;br /&gt;my advice to my dear fail-title-writer:&lt;br /&gt;it's nt a must to write a title.&lt;br /&gt;if you MUST, write a funny one.&lt;br /&gt;smth tht actually tickles me.&lt;br /&gt;(in the right way and not this kind of way)&lt;br /&gt;and Joy, don't say you'll try. (cause you'll never do.)&lt;br /&gt;say you'll do it. (and do it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i sound like some lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;there's nt much homework.&lt;br /&gt;but there's revision to be done.&lt;br /&gt;i dont actually do it but, well yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-3598564664738310732?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/3598564664738310732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-kind-of-pointless-to-create-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/3598564664738310732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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eye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want eat beef ball noodle.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got ballet now.&lt;br /&gt;sians.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-6970447776950982488?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/6970447776950982488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/woke-up-with-red-eye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6970447776950982488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/6970447776950982488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/woke-up-with-red-eye.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-2729449580290000448</id><published>2009-08-02T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T23:19:13.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's stupid to blog abt the same thing in two places.&lt;br /&gt;i shall elaborate then.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;lolol&lt;br /&gt;extra sia tht smile.&lt;br /&gt;look like physics tcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea well,&lt;br /&gt;went to aunty carol's hse for gathering.&lt;br /&gt;mum went to some aunty's hse.&lt;br /&gt;and then me and bro watched shrek.&lt;br /&gt;haha. puss is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to act guai and did physics and maths while bro watched terminator 2.&lt;br /&gt;ate ben and jerry's cookie dough at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;and then i went over to watch the last part of terminator.&lt;br /&gt;giving up on hw.&lt;br /&gt;then stop watching for a while.&lt;br /&gt;went to the kitchen to help prepare food.&lt;br /&gt;and then watched vampire hunter D.&lt;br /&gt;i fell aslp.&lt;br /&gt;and then woke up because it was time for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;and aft dinner, watched the rest of the vampire hunter.&lt;br /&gt;then watched van helsing.&lt;br /&gt;the Igor guy reminds me of an orc in lotr. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then went home at 12am.&lt;br /&gt;oh, now i know why i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum is singing out of tune on purpose&lt;br /&gt;and she just gulped down a tiny glass of wine just now.&lt;br /&gt;her face is red alry.&lt;br /&gt;she just needs to start giggling like a little girl to prove that she's drunk.&lt;br /&gt;wait she alry is, isnt she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-2729449580290000448?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/2729449580290000448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-stupid-to-blog-abt-same-thing-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2729449580290000448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2729449580290000448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-stupid-to-blog-abt-same-thing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-711829252499048869</id><published>2009-07-31T17:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:29:33.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i go crazy,&lt;br /&gt;blame it on the physics tcher.&lt;br /&gt;srsly.&lt;br /&gt;45 mins seems like an hour.&lt;br /&gt;double period seems like half a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, on a lighter note.&lt;br /&gt;wait. there isnt any.&lt;br /&gt;or is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop pissing me off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what's your problem ah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i din even raise my voice lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly want to eat nasi lemak.&lt;br /&gt;and then beef ball noodle now.&lt;br /&gt;i want go australia.&lt;br /&gt;perth.&lt;br /&gt;i want go sandboarding.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM HOR?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-711829252499048869?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/711829252499048869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-i-go-crazy-blame-it-on-physics-tcher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/711829252499048869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;i don't make sense again.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if the sec 3s lst yr did this too...&lt;br /&gt;this is such a waste of time tht could hv been used for doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;though i'm reluctant to do them.&lt;br /&gt;pzzt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-2112637560363839742?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/2112637560363839742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-collapse-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2112637560363839742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/2112637560363839742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-collapse-no.html' title='can collapse, no?'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-8690169025877563111</id><published>2009-07-28T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:01:17.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New brain-rotting technique.</title><content type='html'>get yourself a girl/boyfriend (depends on your gender)&lt;br /&gt;that's the newest method.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;If you think otherwise, there's nothing i can do abt tht.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-834360427171114791</id><published>2009-07-28T15:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T18:01:46.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lolol.&lt;br /&gt;ms Tang's birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;we got a cake for her and in the end...&lt;br /&gt;well, we were told that she would prefer if we dont do this again nxt yr.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a big big gigantic humongous enormous pile of homework.&lt;br /&gt;dang it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft. it's like i'm gna deflate soon.&lt;br /&gt;y'knw, like those balloons. anw, it's time for me to do homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*screams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-834360427171114791?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/834360427171114791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/07/lolol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/834360427171114791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/834360427171114791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/07/lolol.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-341687043235902670</id><published>2009-07-26T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:01:44.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what kind of nonsense is the ndp song?&lt;br /&gt;tsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even rmb lst year's.&lt;br /&gt;the songs from 07 onwards all become nonsensical.&lt;br /&gt;but anw, what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;i cant write one for them.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;우리 오빠동생 될까?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-341687043235902670?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/341687043235902670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-kind-of-nonsense-is-ndp-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/341687043235902670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191432694970085202/posts/default/341687043235902670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-kind-of-nonsense-is-ndp-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmM9xW33VPc/StSAkCiOLeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oMPX4wsOMzw/S220/Oska.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191432694970085202.post-4338358410694731228</id><published>2009-07-24T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:25:35.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bet Miss Hesley'll be hating me.&lt;br /&gt;'ve been pestering her about the farewell.&lt;br /&gt;lolol&lt;br /&gt;but what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;last day of curriculum is like in sept and we dont even have a date.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zettai kareshi ending is damn weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy like a bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think i understand now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know i understood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's just that I was feeling pretty low that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can time turn back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If it can, I would like to redo everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But, no. When time is gone, it's gone. There's no way to get it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Neither is there a chance to tell you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M SORRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just to let you know, I'll be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life still has to go on after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=) I'll always smile no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And ohya, I hope this clears up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After thinking, I've definitely cleared up a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I realised a lot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, though it may be cheesy and blabla, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;May you succeed in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-4338358410694731228?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/4338358410694731228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/07/bet-miss-hesleyll-be-hating-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i srsly don't mind if you were to kiss 'passionately' with a slut right in front of my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't and won't cry my eyes out over useless bloody jerks like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you are just wasting memory space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe i should just get a brainwash so that you will cease to exist in my life ever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people like you are just fighting for space with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and, to please you, i'm feeling damn irritated by your presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but check this out, this means you are fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no, rly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;before you say i'm fat, why don't you go check yourself out in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to sum it all up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you can just stick your bloody head in the sewer, stuff another girl's down there with yours, do whatever you want with that shorty, but just leave me alone. in other words, GET OUT OF MY LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i bet you'll not remember that promise you made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ALL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you said last time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rewind and play. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i bet you'll hv a nightmare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i shldnt pollute my mouth because of people like you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;IT'S JUST NOT WORTH IT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, enough of all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYBODY WHO ACTUALLY UNDERSTANDS E-MATHS TRIGO TEACH ME???&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gna fail the trigo test (if there's ever gna be one)&lt;br /&gt;emaths orredy liddat.&lt;br /&gt;(thinks amaths)&lt;br /&gt;*screams*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-5968110939230706544?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>connection error.</title><content type='html'>i'm gna be halfway to 30.&lt;br /&gt;nOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;dunwan!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather not grow at all.&lt;br /&gt;i dun even want to be 16.&lt;br /&gt;gahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rhd's coming.&lt;br /&gt;i want whole class to wear costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die~~&lt;br /&gt;homework. homework. homework.&lt;br /&gt;anw.&lt;br /&gt;i shld go do homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191432694970085202-5723879014894712904?l=nineoctopus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/feeds/5723879014894712904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nineoctopus.blogspot.com/2009/07/connection-error.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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