<?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-14305949</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:28:58.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>undeciphered</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>278</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-8557567065647719227</id><published>2008-11-08T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:50:53.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow, long time no post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took me awhile to try to remember what the heck my password was but i managed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so O's are almost over! AH can't wait, 2 more papers and its over!&lt;br /&gt;but the question remains.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOULD I BURN MY STUFF?&lt;br /&gt;(and contribute to global warming?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, choices choices choices. i think i will be too stuck to my computer to even go get a lighter to burn my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, im ALREADY stuck to my computer. so i presume im just going to resume my uselessness all day in front of my computer doing random things. Or maybe i should do something useful and go for some lessons. but i dont feel like studying after studying for so long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SEE! more choices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im out of things to say.as usual.yup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-8557567065647719227?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/8557567065647719227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=8557567065647719227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8557567065647719227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8557567065647719227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2008/11/wow-long-time-no-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-7254639658094415042</id><published>2008-09-21T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T00:40:22.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, im blogging. not like anyone would really care, but i had the sudden urge to revive my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as to how much of life on the internet has been spent on watching videos, i decided to something different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now im pissed because some bloody smart ass idiot decided to give our class a grand total of 2 days to make a video for some farewell mass. and today is sunday! i dont even see my class on sunday. how great can she get? *ROLLS EYES AND GIVES HER THE MAOU GLARE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i lost all will to continue blogging because im feeling pissed at that particular smart ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-7254639658094415042?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/7254639658094415042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=7254639658094415042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7254639658094415042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7254639658094415042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-wow-im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-3494277357431634141</id><published>2008-05-21T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T07:50:01.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FIESTA WAS FUN. ok, so the post is a bit overdue but hey! dont blame me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see, fiesta was fun because of my friends. definitely. when fiesta started, the first thing lianne and i did were to eat spaghetti, in hopes of making sure they sold out before our shift so we would not have to clean up and do our shift. followed by more food. and then we found alyssa and made her sit with us at the corner of the parade square to talk.&lt;br /&gt;that was fun, my phone is terribly useful, with the video recording functions and alyssa's unexpected (well, not really unexpected) love confession. i will upload it once i manage to find time and my phone's USB plug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited the candy house with steph. we spent more time trying to figure out what the directions were rather than collecting candy. HAHA. we basically stood there for like 10 seconds like complete idiots looking at each other, trying to figure out what the hell the sign "follow the trail, not your friend" meant. In the end, i basically collected approximately 50cents worth of candy for a fricking 2 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being bored, anne, lianne and i went to class to play bridge. However, our last person, Gian, was unfortunately dragged away from us by the councillors to do some dance to "liven" things up. Anne would not stand having our bridge partner being taken away from us so she went to get her until she realised she was standing in front of an entire crowd, so having decided to avoid embarrassment over a bridge partner, we decided to deal with it and play 3 person taiti. which i learnt. not really, i had help from anne tan but heck, i still played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUNDER'S DAY MASS PRACTICE IS KILLER.&lt;br /&gt;i basically had like the 2 most traumatising phone calls in my life, i felt so stressed i swear. My parents thought i was in trouble or something because my facial expression practically screamed "IM DYING!"&lt;br /&gt;Due to the traumatising experience, i lost my appetite, so having skipped lunch and only managing to eat half my dinner, my stomach is feeling terribly hungry right now. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like those telemarketeers, calling up almost everyone. which makes me certain that i will NEVER IN MY ENTIRE LIFETIME become a fricking telemarketeer because i will die i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR FOUNDER'S DAY TO BE OVER&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR O LEVELS TO BE OVER&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want to leave the school and my friends either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-3494277357431634141?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/3494277357431634141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=3494277357431634141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3494277357431634141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3494277357431634141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2008/05/fiesta-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-3936787852882625048</id><published>2008-05-15T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T06:24:06.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah my blog lives! *insert claps of thunder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;midyears are over and im feeling bored enough to blog. the kick of blogging has long faded so i have now used it as an excuse to get out of doing my chinese summary for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so midyears were not exactly the best thing to happen (erm..of course), and my results were a total shocker.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(so shocking if i was akira, i would have gone AKIRA SHOCK! please ignore this sentence if your name is not stephanie sim who would probably be the only one who would understand what the hell i am talking about)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. my sciences and my amaths are so good until NO good. man they sucked like hell la, as compared to last year. if this is the trend that is going on, im extremely screwed for midyears then. lets see, the past days since the day after my birthday (the last time i blogged) has not exactly been very interesting at all. Life goes on in a routine way except perhaps for some new lame (and not very funny) joke that gladys comes up with. In a nutshell, life has been boring. Not that i am being suicidal or anything, but i really wonder if i am bored with my life already, what am i going to do with my next possible 60 years of my life? Well, i suppose i wont die being bored but wheres the fun in that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IJ FIESTA IS TOMORROW (ok, at least that isnt boring). Im looking forward to it, considering how this is going to be my last fiesta in ij sec. So for my class spirit day, class comm people stayed back to do little fourthree flags. with help for vanessa, catherine and hui geok and sarah. Then after that i went to help catherine and eleanor put up balloons, carried the cheer mats down and helped estella hold the scissors and tape. HAHA, total odd job worker man. But it was fun and i didnt mind helping out at all. AH, and eliza offered me sushi. very nice sushi might i add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell i guess this is my limit as to how much i can blog already. and i took a total of 15 mins writing this post. I hope i blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IT IS IN NO WAY MY OBLIGATION TO BAKE BROWNIES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-3936787852882625048?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/3936787852882625048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=3936787852882625048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3936787852882625048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3936787852882625048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2008/05/ah-my-blog-lives-insert-claps-of.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-8586190812960470708</id><published>2008-02-26T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T05:27:35.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>8am - 8pm for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing what? nothing fun, i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would be going to attend a compulsary 3 day course to transform us " poor, hopeless,naughty,deliquent, lazy, under-performing students into outstanding students".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow thanks alot. All i have to say to that is bullshit. If we were delinquents, we are highly unlikely to turn up for such a useless course that is just going to waste our time and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention a $50 fee is required?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved our school and though right now, im not feeling that so much, most probably due to my current anger, i strongly object towards this course. I swear i almost snapped when a teacher said " I've been tolerating you for one and a half years already" to our class. I truly wanted to raise my hand and say " And we've been tolerating this "elites" system almost our entire lives already. You think we love doing this?"&lt;br /&gt;Get over it, PSLE was 4 years ago, on what grounds do you have to judge us by our PSLE scores? You think its so easy? YOU go do it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are under-performing", "You are not up to standard". Phrases we hear almost every single day. IF WE ARE NOT UP TO STANDARD THEN WHY DONT YOU TELL US WHAT IS THE EXPECTED STANDARD OF US HUH? YOU KEEP SAYING THIS BUT YOU NEVER TELL US WHAT THE HELL WE ARE SUPPOSED TO GET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arent t___ supposed to encourage us, BELIEVE in us? Yet we get t______ bitching about us instead.WOW.that's a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, im almost certain im going to snap before the end of the year and just kick the bloody table and scream our vulgarities. You expect us to be the best at EVERY SINGLE THING. didnt anyone tell you that "nobody is perfect"? You say we are not trying, but have you actually seen us near exam period? i highly doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeat myself: It's no wonder Singapore has such a high suicidal rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the age of 10, we are subjected to hearing about "being the best class" and "getting the best grades", not losing out to our peers.And every year, the ministry decides to change the syllabus, particularly in our year. Every day, i hear about how junior colleges are getting so difficult to get into. At this rate, my preferance to go to a junior college is going down.ALOT. It's precisely this reason that makes me want to leave Singapore sometimes, i honestly dont see why people are leaving the country and why we have an ageing population. The younger generation all either left the country, entered a mental instituition or committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN I HAVENT BEEN THIS ANGRY IN A VERY LONG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;want to blame me for this post too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-8586190812960470708?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/8586190812960470708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=8586190812960470708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8586190812960470708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8586190812960470708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2008/02/8am-8pm-for-3-days.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-165642736855405372</id><published>2008-02-23T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T00:05:27.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday was a busy day indeed. SS test in the morning was totally ridiculous,im quite convinced im not going to pass it, like every other ss test i ever did in my life. After that was flag day. Normally, i do not like asking strangers for things, but after like 15 minutes, i got fed up and just started asking everyone i could. in the end, i got the heaviest tin! HAHA. as in among the people i know. But everytime the bus came, the people walked and split into two ways, very amusing to watch them try to avoid you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with gian, lianne and steph at the foodcourt after that. Talked about random stuff that i cant remember. Went to get gian's present at popular later before heading home. Spent an hour thinking of things to write to alesia gian. Then my birthday party started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot thank all of you enough for coming and making me feel so happy. i cant remember the last time i laughed so much, though i am pretty sure it was with all of you.from watching dharlynnie getting thrashed at Wii baseball by eliza 12 kosong to opening my window and shouting to gian, to watching all of you play the drinking the water game.HAHA.i will never forget it. Thank you all for you wonderful presents, i really appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all,thank you for coming and making me laugh like there is no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like we were in twoone all over again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-165642736855405372?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/165642736855405372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=165642736855405372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/165642736855405372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/165642736855405372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2008/02/saturday-was-busy-day-indeed.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-5757543295003485300</id><published>2008-02-19T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T05:47:35.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok it has come to my attention that my blog has basically died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I AM HERE TO UPDATE IT OBVIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should take it as an exercise to improve my horrible use of the english language, so that i may one day, finally, write as well as vanessa lim yingying. Yes, that shall be this blog's purpose, since no one reads it much to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting has happened, which explains the lack of updates. Somehow, i have lost all interest in blogging. A chinese essay is to be written tomorrow for chinese class and i want to start on it so that i can do something else, but, for some unexplainable reason, leaving the comforts of my bed and sitting on the hard, uncomfortable chair is something i cannot imagine myself doing at the moment. Not to mention, i have to study for the upcoming additional mathematics revision test on friday, of which i have done nothing of the sort yet. Did i fail to mention that there is also a social studies test on saturday too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is becoming quite routine for me these days. Waking up in the morning, going to school, eating lunch at the toa payoh food court, heading home to do my homework before proceeding to the computer and then sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i should be going off to plan my chinese essay right now. You cannot begin to imagine how reluctant i am to do so, but it is for the better i guess. Just a few more months to put in my best in my studies before i am liberated from this torture system known as "The Singapore Education System". Oh, i am afraid there is a mistake on my part. After my so-called "liberation", there will be another dreaded exam more commonly known as the "A levels". I also seem to have forgotten about pursuing my studies in a well-known university so that i can secure a good job here in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be getting ahead of myself here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-5757543295003485300?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/5757543295003485300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=5757543295003485300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/5757543295003485300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/5757543295003485300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok-it-has-come-to-my-attention-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-2358356975755266867</id><published>2008-01-19T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T05:24:18.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CCA orientation today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached at 7am and we were all preparing our booth and all.HAHA, it was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;the weather was horrible, first drizzle then it was hot like hell. attempts to study lit were unsuccessful and we were all totally lying saying that you will grow as tall as justina, anne and i if you join netball.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, we managed to rope in 19 girls. which is basically the number of people have now, so we just doubled our numbers basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper lunch with anne, lianne and steph after the orientation.then after which steph lianne and i went to orchard, and lianne left to go to meet her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so my toture began. visited amusing shops which totally made me amazed.im too lazy to type the rest but i basically died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i should start my homework and studying for geography and literature.omg and my english articles.sigh. i should start now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-2358356975755266867?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/2358356975755266867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=2358356975755266867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/2358356975755266867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/2358356975755266867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2008/01/cca-orientation-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-1048947330814823885</id><published>2008-01-12T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:51:42.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised this is my first post for 2008 and its the 13th of january.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 4 is one super depressing year. second week already have chem test, physics test, english test.Sigh. im currently attempting to write my commonwealth essay but to no avail. the writing streak hits me sometimes and i can write an entire paragraph without stopping but then i will just suddenly get stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladys's party on friday was good. Anne and i went to toys'r'us to get gladys's present. When we arrived at butterfly ave, anne and i could hear gladys scream " YO WASSUP!" from the end of the lane.Food was good, especially the chocolate fountain [: everyone(with the exception of alesia gian) loved the chocolate and could eat to their heart's content because we just took height and weight.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladys seah opening her presents is the funniest scene you can ever watch in your entire life. she screams after opening every present but of course im glad she likes the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, HAPPY BIRTHDAY GLADYS (even if im a little late on this post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to my essay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-1048947330814823885?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/1048947330814823885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=1048947330814823885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1048947330814823885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1048947330814823885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-just-realised-this-is-my-first-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-1151781162996635749</id><published>2007-12-30T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T01:26:17.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its new year's eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would say HAPPY NEW YEAR'S EVE TO EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not really happy about it at all.how can i wish anyone a happy new year when it isnt really a happy thing? AH, o levels are coming so fast,im almost convinced im going to fail so badly.but still.but then again, maybe it's better if i just get it over and done with as fast as possible.lol, i contradict myself too much sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i did enough homework to not get a scolding.questions,questions and more questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, i just realised that this post was about absolutely nothing at all.im typing whatever random things pop up in my head.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if tonight's dinner is going to be good.Considering how boring it is probably going to be, should i bring a pack of cards along? wow, more questions.i think i shall, then at least there will be something to do.or i should bring some money and go bowling or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, this page has been open for approximately 4 hours and im not done blogging.lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-1151781162996635749?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/1151781162996635749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=1151781162996635749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1151781162996635749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1151781162996635749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-new-years-eve.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-737741484502761053</id><published>2007-12-26T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T05:24:12.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the 26th of December. Oh how fast the school term is approaching,which is very depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had fun today going out with stephanie and anne.It was truly a different experience going out with steph,which isnt a bad thing by the way. met with steph at orchard mrt before we went to lido to buy tickets for alvin and the chipmunks. And then anne came, and we all went to eat pepper lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our movie was so rightly timed at 1.15pm, and it was already 1pm when we got our food, we had to eat as fast as we can, which was very funny because i placed my phone on the table and we were checking the time every 5 seconds.Made it in time for the movie anyway, but we realised our seat was wayyyyy on the other side, but we couldnt be bothered, so we just sat at some random row instead.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin and the chipmunks was a very funny show. Though there wasnt much of a storyline, watching the super cute chipmunks had everyone in the theatre going "awwww", which is good enough i suppose.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went down to the supermarket at isetan because steph wanted to buy ice-cream and i bought a red bean rice cake thing, which was very nice[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinokuniya was next, so steph could check if her magazine was there.Wow, they have alot of jap magazines i must say.And i learnt that they actually have picture books for bands.Amazing isnt it?Not only that, anne and i were so amused by the conversation some fangirls were having.(This, i must say that it is not eavesdropping, they were simply too loud and we just happened to be standing next to them, and we cannot exactly ignore what it is being said out loud). I quote from one of the girls: "Jap guys are all so pretty, they look like girls".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop was HMV.Anne wanted to buy her Alvin and the Chipmunks soundtrack.HAHA. and i finally found my paramore cd, after searching a total of 6 stores for it, all of which was sold out. Then we followed steph to listen to jap music.Lol, i would say that besides the movie, everything else we did today was somehow related to japan.Come to think of it, i think it is.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dont worry steph, when i strike the lottery before your birthday, have time to go to HMV, and your $134.95 NEWS dvd is still there and you are still interested in having it, i shall buy it for you.&lt;/span&gt; (Right, dreams, because i dont even play the lottery [: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we did something i havent done in years. We took neoprints *GASPS* yes. But because steph and i thought it wasnt worth the money, anne paid [: but we still took pity on her and paid $2 each.We spent like 5074630576207346572 hours searching for a machine, before deciding on like the one machine we actually sat down already but anne decided to look around some more.Then we spent another 4562047052764057823 years decorating the photos. I must say, i think those neoprints were the most retarded ever taken.But i suppose it was fun, panicking over what to do and all, havent done that in quite awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, was the most traumatising experience i have ever had in my life i swear. Imagine this, a small cramped shop, with like quite a few fangirls in it, staring at millions of pictures of japanese idols who seem to be looking back on the wall. Everywhere you turn, you see some picture of some random jap person( or maybe its because i dont know who they are). IT IS &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SCARY, DISTURBING, TRAUMATISING&lt;/span&gt; even.No one can get more claustrophobic than being in there.Especially with all the fangirls there.It is scary.Going out of that shop was probably the best thing that happened in my life.Fine, i am exaggerating alot but still it was an experience i could have lived without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a nice day. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Thanks steph and anne, for letting me enjoy myself before the dreaded 2008 approaches [: (see i put it in yellow for both of you, if you want it pink, too bad, live with it [: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-737741484502761053?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/737741484502761053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=737741484502761053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/737741484502761053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/737741484502761053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-is-26th-of-december.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-6088543218310434831</id><published>2007-12-16T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T01:40:35.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello, i am posting a post [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,well, that much is obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lianne is back [: no matter how much i dont want to admit it, lianne koh, i've missed talking to you online.even if our conversations go about the most randomest of things.don't worry, i will die before i turn into a twit.haha.did i mention i fell asleep yet again trying to listen to chinese songs to improve my chinese.yes, it is turning into quite a bad habit and its not going to help my chinese if im unconsious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey at least i am attempting to improve my chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stephanie sim is like the best.she took the opportunity that for some reason, our sending speed was very fast, and sent me 5443057978234 jap songs, majority from her idols.haha.in fact, my original 17 jap songs jumped to a total of 30 jap songs thanks to stephanie (3 from anne, which was from steph)yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is reopening soon. this makes me very depressed. it would be a sweet sixteen according to my mother which is NO sweet sixteen because i would be too swamped with work in preparation for o levels.4 years really seem to pass very fast.i am getting old.sigh.then again, so is everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-6088543218310434831?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/6088543218310434831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=6088543218310434831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6088543218310434831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6088543218310434831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-i-am-posting-post-hahawell-that.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-69292301979148452</id><published>2007-12-13T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:22:25.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im going to attempt to cook my own dinner tonight. keyword being "attempt". And my sister's hunger also depends on me. So yes, if i fail, we would have to probably eat biscuits and bread for dinner, which doesnt sound too bad actually.HAHA.our house lately has a really wide assortment of biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was probably the longest time i have ever spent doing my homework without being distracted. which is from 2pm to 5.10pm.Finished 2 chapters of physics and some trigonometry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after like 1234567543245 episodes of bleach later, i have finally found ichigo cool again, and not the weak loser he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, that is all i have to blog about today,which isnt really blog-worthy in the first place but heck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-69292301979148452?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/69292301979148452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=69292301979148452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/69292301979148452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/69292301979148452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-going-to-attempt-to-cook-my-own.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-4049715598894169014</id><published>2007-12-09T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T01:47:56.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow, my life has now been truly defined as meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, i am not suicidal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really, my not-much-of-a-life has been taken over by this evil laptop of mine and the evil internet.My days have been spent watching videos and dramas.yes you did not hear wrong, i am indeed watching drama shows. No worries, they arent those korean kind soap operas or anything like that but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes,my days/nights have been spent watching the japanese version of hana kimi.Indeed, you can spit out the water you are drinking now, or pinch yourself to make sure you arent dreaming. And Miss Anne Xue Peiying has been bombarding me with links to watch videos of Ryo in jap, kindly provided by Stephanie Sim, speaking of which, sends me links to watch more japanese dramas and entertains me with her talk of ikuta toma(i think thats his name.heck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework is something you dont even need to mention cos im failing badly at it.No matter how much i try to do, i end up getting distracted and not doing it in the end and its already the 9th of December.Oh the joy*rolls eyes at this very sarcastic phrase*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-4049715598894169014?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/4049715598894169014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=4049715598894169014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/4049715598894169014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/4049715598894169014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/12/wow-my-life-has-now-been-truly-defined.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-7967204760946487110</id><published>2007-12-02T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T00:48:24.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am back from korea.And, in those 6 days i was there, i didnt manage to speak any korean nor have i learnt any.except i think thank you is "kamsamida" or something like that.weather was really nice and good.NOT LIKE SINGAPORE'S. i finally managed to see it snow and i built a snowman! haha.Also, i visited some winter sonata place which my family really didnt care because we dont watch korean dramas.so we had absolutely no idea what the hell which place was which and all. Visited amusement parks everland and lotte world. The tour guide was one hell of a weird guy.he gave me and my sister guide passes, which meant we could ride as many things as we wanted just because he said we "looked" like tour guides. yeah right, im not even old enough to be served wine and he thinks my sister and i could pass off as guides who work in another country and cant speak a word of korean.&lt;br /&gt;so it was basically skiing, scenery viewing, amusement parks, shopping etc. which made up my holiday.and i drank more hot chocolate than i have ever had in my entire life in that week. i think i shall just post pictures, much easier that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O8IwhhP8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/yFCZtGkmXKA/s1600-R/IMG_2264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139658458410336194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O8IwhhP8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/4cskGJUsw4o/s320/IMG_2264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   my first snowman [: which rocks&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O8JQhhP9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/SMARc416BcQ/s1600-R/IMG_2350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139658467000270802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O8JQhhP9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/JcUdNAixZgw/s320/IMG_2350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; something called omurice. An omelette with rice inside.it rocked by the way, it was the best lunch i had in korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O8JghhP-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/4Oq1OI_oep0/s1600-R/IMG_2403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139658471295238114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O8JghhP-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/QsF1gVk70Jc/s320/IMG_2403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my cute lil cousin who was so amused by this photo because he says he looks like a ghost in it[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O8JwhhP_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/HE1hdMlD-YA/s1600-R/IMG_2416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139658475590205426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O8JwhhP_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/1Urro2fbUwo/s320/IMG_2416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          what a nice picture of clouds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O2OQhhP3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/KaJoq2JbwNw/s1600-R/IMG_2108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139651955829849970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O2OQhhP3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/mm3rUt1_NoU/s320/IMG_2108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       dunkin donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O2OwhhP4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Go3VoNPbKsw/s1600-R/IMG_2131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139651964419784578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O2OwhhP4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Gjsed0EqBSk/s320/IMG_2131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         a view i had to climb MANY rocks to take this photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O2PQhhP5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/T7AY3baYOrI/s1600-R/IMG_2153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139651973009719186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O2PQhhP5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/MYqVQ6lo29E/s320/IMG_2153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     my cousin AGAIN.haha, he's too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O2PghhP6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/AloxgluqLbo/s1600-R/IMG_2180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139651977304686498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O2PghhP6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Z6FFMwzl15s/s320/IMG_2180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                              skiing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O2PwhhP7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/9G_XtN7EoUM/s1600-R/IMG_2223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139651981599653810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O2PwhhP7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/bv9DZQ00Mrc/s320/IMG_2223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY SNOW BUNNY! haha, isnt it just original? the other people on the tour liked it so much they took pictures with it too, then telling us they would claim it to be theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-7967204760946487110?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/7967204760946487110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=7967204760946487110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7967204760946487110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7967204760946487110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-back-from-korea.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/R1O8IwhhP8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/4cskGJUsw4o/s72-c/IMG_2264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-4824757122060523009</id><published>2007-11-25T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T04:31:41.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>leaving for korea tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;and lianne is leaving for rome/venice/paris tomorrow night too! but when she comes, i would have just boarded the plane so i cant meet her.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A SAFE, ENJOYABLE TRIP LIANNE KOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for anyone leaving for their holidays, i wish you a safe journey to the country and back and hope you enjoy yourself lots before the dreaded 2008, year of the o levels.WOW, my mood just went down by alot just mentioning o levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WE MUST ENJOY IT WHILE WE CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.i hope i can find good stuff to buy back for all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-4824757122060523009?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/4824757122060523009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=4824757122060523009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/4824757122060523009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/4824757122060523009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/11/leaving-for-korea-tomorrow-night.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-5307433493853233098</id><published>2007-11-23T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T08:55:47.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Enchanted today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has got to be one of the funniest comedies i have ever watched in my entire life next to night at the museum. i can safely say that it was one of the best eight dollars i have ever spent. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes, everyone should watch it. I'm still amused by it even now.and its 12.55 am right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-5307433493853233098?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/5307433493853233098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=5307433493853233098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/5307433493853233098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/5307433493853233098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/11/enchanted-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-8071414252599372790</id><published>2007-11-16T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T06:53:30.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vivocity with lianne, valerie and gian today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to do my homework with lianne today at the coffee place but alesia called us to watch the game plan so we decided to join them instead of being hardworking [:&lt;br /&gt;walked around by myself at first, trying to find the cd shop, which didnt have the cd i wanted. ive officially been to 5 cd shops. and not one of them has RIOT! by PARAMORE.can you believe it?Who am i kidding, its not like the blog is going to answer me, so im asking ridiculous questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game plan was fun.Gian was being her usual nonsensical self and some middle aged guy sitting next to me was more "giggle-y" than those oversized furballs that giggle.i cant remember what it is but i know there is such a toy. Anyway, gian decided to dance to the opening song for some weird reason i can never hope to comprehend.The movie was so funny, the stupid bulldog in the tutu.haha.Ending was cliched i think. but it was worth my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh met alyssa and paula there too.haha.stupid alyssa wearing her eyeliner and trying to tell us it was eyeliner day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie was aimless walking and then we shared a merlionster.Thanks to alesia's highly inconvenient dislike for chocolate, val and i had no choice but to pick ALL flavors that do not have chocolate in it. and considering ben and jerry's range, it wasnt difficult to pick 6 flavors without chocolate cos ALOT of them DO have chocolate,which is absolutely delicious but a certain someone doesnt know how to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, that was the day at vivocity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-8071414252599372790?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/8071414252599372790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=8071414252599372790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8071414252599372790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8071414252599372790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/11/vivocity-with-lianne-valerie-and-gian.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-466875354596032407</id><published>2007-11-14T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T05:25:43.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I LOVE LINKIN PARK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, did i mention how much i love them. oh right i did, but heck its good to emphasize my point.met anne at dhoby ghaut and got a pretzel for my dinner.wow.then trained to kallang and found the bus stop to bus 11.where EVERYONE there was going to the concert.how do i know this? cos everyone stood up when bus 11 came, so anne and i didnt even need to look what bus it was.got off the same way as well, by looking at the stop where everyone gets off.searched around for the queue to our area.found it after a very long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, the concert rocked like mad.lucky for anne and i, we werent exactly very short but some guy who decided to fake look taller by spiking up his hair very very high up blocked anne's view,so we squeezed further to the side.anyway, everyone was so hyped up and all, it was so exciting.when it started, everyone somehow got shoved in front by the people at the back and anne i got further up in front.haha, good for us by the way, we had an even clearer view.sadly, we were not so far in front we got to grab the things that they threw to the audience.but it was good.oh man, it was like by far one of the best experiences i ever had, everyone jumping and screaming to the songs.the feeling is quite indescribable i must add.no matter how tiring and aching i came home, i was super glad for it. i even thanked my parents repeatedly for giving me that 150 bucks for tickets.bought the linkin park cd live cos the tshirts were sold out.anne and i were seriously dehydrated after the concert.anne's parents gave me a lift to paya lebar mrt station.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH I LOVE LINKIN PARK.haha, i never expected myself to have so little control over my actions before.looking at everyone around screaming and shouting along to the songs made you want to do it to.so i did[: and i never had so much fun.im so glad i went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/Rzrf25aNsHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/v4ZV5rXcunU/s1600-h/IMG_1901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132660859558801522" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RzrsIJaNsNI/AAAAAAAAAGc/maMAEbWzE3Y/s320/IMG_2034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132674375820882146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RzrsJpaNsOI/AAAAAAAAAGk/3C32K6Jqo2I/s320/IMG_2037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132674401590685938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RzrsLJaNsPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jRPlaoP-rI8/s320/IMG_2059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-466875354596032407?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/466875354596032407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=466875354596032407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/466875354596032407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/466875354596032407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love-linkin-park-haha-did-i-mention.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/Rzrf25aNsHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/v4ZV5rXcunU/s72-c/IMG_1901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-5478175061358085641</id><published>2007-11-07T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T05:13:59.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. three days of work and i feel tired already.haha.&lt;br /&gt;no work for us today, because we had to go do research and all to "refine" the student handbook. for the past 2 days, we were given pretty brainless work like quality control and evaluation forms. but today, we had to rack our brains on everything financial. and i finally ate food i actually KNOW today, aka macdonalds. for the past 2 days, we have been eating indian food, which i dont particularly fancy, but since my work place is in little india, i guess i dont really have a choice. on tuesday, we were so desparate for food we know, we went to 7-11 and bought hot chocolate, chips and a mashed potato for me.haha.which we then went to plaza singapura after that to walk around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met sarah, jasmine and yee won at the library today. The reference library is of absolutely no use when you cant bring anything in to take down notes. I mean, come on, not everyone has photographic memory you know. but apparently they dont know that.so we ended up in the central lending library where we did our work and sorted out articles that sarah thankfully has.spent 2 hours there and went to borrow books to read also. haha.&lt;br /&gt;next we went to macdonalds at bugis to eat lunch. we were all very much fascinated by the water fountain and how high it can go. spent another 2 hours there thinking of questions and topics.&lt;br /&gt;after we decided we have spent enough time at macs hogging the seats, we went to mosburger to hog more seats.haha. another 2 hours there thinking of more questions and topics.&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to my dad's shop to photocopy articles and sort them out and i typed out the questions and topics we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a mentally exhausting day, i dont think i have ever used my brain so much during what is supposed to be my holidays.ohwell, life is very unfair especially when you're a "kid" and your entire life is controlled by no one other than your school and teachers and parents, basically adults. but my parents havent forced me to do anything i dont want to, so its basically the school and teachers.sigh.ohwell, i guess thats it then.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-5478175061358085641?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/5478175061358085641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=5478175061358085641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/5478175061358085641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/5478175061358085641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/11/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-2506326838238413494</id><published>2007-11-03T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T08:47:45.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stardust with anne today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how very far my place is from a decent teenager-infested place, aka j8.i left the house at 11.45am and arrived at around 1.15pm.wow, and i thought my old place was too far away.&lt;br /&gt;pastamania for lunch, which was decided over the very decisive game of scissors paper stone.went to the arcade to daytona and play drums which anne rocks at i must add.then the library where there was this guy who apparently thought belching and burping loudly repeatedly would impress his girlfriend or something.of course, no one found it very amusing and was in face very annoyed by him, considering he was in a library.sat there to read a book which i eventually wound up borrowing, called the devil's footsteps and anne read scuba diving magazines.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stardust was fun but i personally feel the ending sucked.no one dies like that.but it was funny at least, i had quite a few laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my dad's shop cos i didnt feel like taking the extremely long ride home.had canadian pizza while watching the manchester united-arsenal match. had quite a number of heart attacks here and there but i survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARSENAL 2 MANCHESTER UNITED 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished my book after the match and now im here blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What do stars do best?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-2506326838238413494?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/2506326838238413494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=2506326838238413494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/2506326838238413494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/2506326838238413494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/11/stardust-with-anne-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-8062275679177779968</id><published>2007-11-02T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T02:32:21.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SCHOOL IS FINALLY OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now we have to start work.damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiangmai people left today.i wish them all a safe trip and to take good care of themselves, sorry i couldnt send you guys off but a particular someone insisted we had extra chemistry lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored beyond belief so im going to watch a  movie with anne and most probably (but sadly) alyssa lim. So therefore, i shall make anne sit in the middle and alyssa sit on the other side of anne, in case any "hot guy" comes along, anne's arm will suffer and not mine [: hi anne, thanks for sacrificing your arm for me.it is much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor lianne is sick. Get well soon okay and go to sleep no matter how much you hate it.its good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and valerie, im the exact opposite of little in case you havent realised.haha, and im not becoming emo or anything. it was just thanking lianne.haha.not that you will read this because you are in chiangmai right now.maybe you will after you come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i miss the chiangmai people already and its been like 6 hours since i last saw them.theres barely anyone to talk to online when you all are gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-8062275679177779968?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/8062275679177779968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=8062275679177779968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8062275679177779968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8062275679177779968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/11/school-is-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-6372916728145702376</id><published>2007-10-27T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T11:07:36.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After reading Lianne's post for me. i was really really nearly moved to tears (keyword being nearly). So obviously, she deserves a proper thank you from me to tell her how much i love her too. Okay, so im not the best at expressing my feelings in words, but i will try my best for lianne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lianne, even though we have been in the same clique since we were in P5, i really feel i've just gotten to know you this year. In the past, you were a friend whom i went out with, talked with occasionally, but now, you've become someone i can really trust. I know im not exactly someone you can entirely open up your deepest secrets and all to, considering im not really one to do so as well, but you really have earned what i suppose you could call my highest level of trust. With all your concern, when im sick and when i injured my ankle this year, you always gave me your well wishes. Heck, you were the first person to even post on your blog how much you missed me when i didnt go to school for one day, and that really meant alot to me, knowing that someone cares for me.Im afraid you have got it wrong when you say that im hardworking and all. Im only that because of YOUR influence. Nearing exams, you would always stay up and study and i would always feel guilty about it. YOU too are my driving force, i must say. When midyears were nearing, i would never forget how you let me photocopy your ENTIRE literature notes for mockingbird, even if i did nothing. At my lowest of points, you always had a joke or made me laugh that day, even if you didnt know i needed it. Never will i forget our trips to 3/2 and pasting of post it notes for a particular someone and attacking of alyssa lim. Thinking back, i have changed from last year, and for the better. And i thought i let you know, that you were a huge factor in it. Now, i do feel i can talk to you about anything. When your name appears online, and i feel like striking up a conversation, you are the first name i click on, because i know that we will always end up with a funny conversation that will seem to always permanantly put a smile on my face, be it, sand, kimchi,a certain student-teacher relationship and even something as random as elephant ears. No matter how ordinary something is, we always end up making a joke out of it. I will never forget our weird, but great friendship and i do admire, respect and love you MORE Lianne Koh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is the most emotional thing i have ever written in my entire 15 years and 9 months of existence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-6372916728145702376?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/6372916728145702376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=6372916728145702376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6372916728145702376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6372916728145702376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/10/after-reading-liannes-post-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-1166341835419500779</id><published>2007-10-24T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T07:40:30.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS POST IS ESPECIALLY FOR ANNE XUE PEIYING WHO MADE THIS BLOGSKIN FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELLING HER HOW MUCH I LOVE HER FOR IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU HAVE MY UTMOST GRATITUDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS IS MY DREAM BLOGSKIN I SWEAR. (fine, i didnt actually dream about it but still.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-1166341835419500779?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/1166341835419500779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=1166341835419500779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1166341835419500779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1166341835419500779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-post-is-especially-for-anne-xue.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-8978076968631231244</id><published>2007-10-23T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T02:13:46.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*INSERT VULGARITY/PROFANITY/SWEAR WORD HERE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i was so pissed today i swear i could kill someone.im in need of anger management and how to release my anger, i dont think its very good controlling it for so long.HAHA, i might end up being a mass murderer and be on the list of most wanted serial killers of all time. HEY i might even get my own tv show or movie made about me! i heard somewhere that most serial killers are actually female. i definitely qualify to be one.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but back to the original issue that got me pissed. seriously, if you are going to promise someone something, you should actually mean it and not bother about it at the last minute, leaving us with nothing. did it ever cross you that these things DO actually affect our results? i dont think so, cos you didnt even bother to tell us that. WHY i am going to repeat the same mistake again next year is only because i AGREED to do so next year and im not going to go back on my word like you. i knew the benefits were too good to be true but we still trusted you anyway cos we didnt think that you would go back on your word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENOUGH RANTING BEFORE I GET ALL PISSED AGAIN AND I MIGHT ACTUALLY UNINTENTIONALLY DAMAGE MY PRECIOUS FURNITURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i made my way home for the first time via public transport to the new house. i missed a stop so i had to walk back to the original bus stop and wait for other bus.HAHA, but i still made it to the house alive and well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now, off to poke online voodoo dolls in the eye and light them on fire to vent my anger on an inanimate object before i decide to do the same to the real person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-8978076968631231244?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/8978076968631231244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=8978076968631231244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8978076968631231244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8978076968631231244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/10/insert-vulgarityprofanityswear-word.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-3591716132758211426</id><published>2007-10-20T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T06:34:36.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strike that. make that VERY TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving house is such a chore.i dont get why my parents love to do so anyway.when i grow up and get my own house, i dont think i will move very much anymore.my life is eternally scarred and i have moved enough to last me a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;morning comes and we have nowhere to sit, nothing to eat, nothing to drink and whats more, i have to go up and down with EVERY mover to make sure they brought over the correct thing and also to make sure that everything fragile is properly wrapped.tiring when you have to climb 3 stories up and down every 5 minutes or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im finally at my new house. exciting i must say, but i think the exhilaration wore off by the time i saw the number of boxes in my room.my entire afternoon was spent on opening boxes and trying to find space to fit its contents in.my back aches like hell.BUT OF COURSE MY WONDERFUL LAPTOP managed to barely save me from jumping out my window, due to the nice music and of course, the internet.lol.i sound like someone who cant live without computers.im not too sure about that answer myself, frankly speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results were back yesterday. not exactly something to jump for joy for but ohwell, on the bright side, im getting promoted to sec4.HAHA.lets see, my table and my bed is a mess from all the things i threw on it.ohwell. i should be able to finish my 11pm or 12am i hope.i am highly amused by the things i found and my past years stuff. ok back to unpacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if im going to move again in 2 years time.and if i do, i wonder where to.maybe my parents would decide that they have lived in singapore long enough and decide to move to another country.HAHA.oh i dread the packing and unpacking.i think my parents decided to do this as punishment for my results. Although my parents said i didnt fare too badly in my exams and they are ok with it, i bet they are secretly angry with me and decide to give me the most horrible of punishments, packing up stuff for hours before UNpacking them again within the next day for ANOTHER few hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-3591716132758211426?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/3591716132758211426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=3591716132758211426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3591716132758211426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3591716132758211426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-6982836786273210208</id><published>2007-10-10T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T08:06:06.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EXAMS ARE OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.geog was total crap mainly because whenever i feel that i do well for geog, i end up failing it.so yeah.nonsense crapping while waiting for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the nanny diaries at j8 with anne and alyssa.my favourite line still stands: "i'll just ride the elevator until i see you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.alyssa lim is annoying me with all her dreams and hope about chris evans.all to which i reply: "and i care because..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i dont feel like blogging anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-6982836786273210208?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/6982836786273210208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=6982836786273210208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6982836786273210208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6982836786273210208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/10/exams-are-over-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-2494922503922368564</id><published>2007-10-08T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T23:27:31.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIANNE EVANGELINE KOH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for my dear friend who sits next to me and pokes me at the most inconvenient and random of times:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIANNE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Happy birthday to you, because you are the one and only &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lianne koh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,i have finally decided to once again post something on my dying blog. you've been a great friend to me who never fails to make me laugh at your random actions and phrases and also teach me things that teachers fail to teach me even if they are paid to do so. i dont remember being so close to you the past years but that changed over the past 10 months, and you are a great friend that anyone would wish for.(although they might wish for the friend without the sudden violent streaks but that is what makes you!) Now, we have become such good friends to the extent that we can openly call each other dumbshits and smartasses.HAHA. Thank you for always helping me to do my homework and whatever work that i need help understanding in. The 9th of October shall always be on my personal calendar and will remain a HIGHLIGHTED day for it is your birthday and the day a great friend of samantha's was born.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you have a great 365 days ahead until i wish you this again next year.May all your wishes come true and may you always have a smile on your face [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lianne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, im so nice to take time off my geog studying to post this for the very special you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-2494922503922368564?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/2494922503922368564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=2494922503922368564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/2494922503922368564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/2494922503922368564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-lianne-evangeline-koh.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-6699502418452779456</id><published>2007-09-12T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T07:08:48.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Distractions, distractions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn im so going to fail EOYs. its so saddening to think about it actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder sometimes if i might just crack one day. though that might be quite interesting to think about the things i would do if i cracked but i dont think i should elaborate further lest anyone gets an impression that im suicidal.then again,thats a whole other story to think about.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English&lt;br /&gt;Chinese&lt;br /&gt;Literature&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies&lt;br /&gt;Geography&lt;br /&gt;Physics&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;EMaths&lt;br /&gt;AMaths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things Singapore puts us through. It really is no wonder that we mostly tend to be not creative at all. Almost everything we do is pure memory work if you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(look anne and alyssa, i finally updated, even if its such a useless and short post)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-6699502418452779456?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/6699502418452779456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=6699502418452779456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6699502418452779456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6699502418452779456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/09/distractions-distractions-damn-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-1614316525297480614</id><published>2007-09-03T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T03:20:20.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've realised i havent been blogging much.ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;seeing how uninteresting my life is,theres nothing much to blog about these days anymore actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of what to type...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasting some space here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher's day was good i suppose.lots of laughs&lt;br /&gt;watched hairspray with anne and alesia,even more laughs&lt;br /&gt;ok.thats about it&lt;br /&gt;just that holidays have started and all,which is no holidays considering the pile of holiday homework and amount of studying i have to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-1614316525297480614?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/1614316525297480614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=1614316525297480614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1614316525297480614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1614316525297480614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/09/ive-realised-i-havent-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-3847808770065420243</id><published>2007-08-22T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T04:31:31.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im allowing myself on a 5 minute break right now from mockingbird.&lt;br /&gt;Atticus teaches so much he should quit being a lawyer and take over caroline fisher&lt;br /&gt;but then no one would be there to defend tom robinson.&lt;br /&gt;wow,my break from mockingbird turns out to be a blogpost about mockingbird in the end.&lt;br /&gt;haha.im going crazy with all the quotations&lt;br /&gt;im so screwed for tomorrow its quite sad.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i might "simply [go] mad" before my lit test tomorrow and kill myself and not take the lit test after all. what a waste of effort that would be.i would have died for nothing if you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time's up.back to mockingbird to try to cram quotes into my memory which is no memory as the space remaining is probably smaller than the full stop at the end of this sentence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-3847808770065420243?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/3847808770065420243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=3847808770065420243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3847808770065420243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3847808770065420243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-allowing-myself-on-5-minute-break.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-6056817003262704642</id><published>2007-08-17T07:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T07:40:37.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>promenade rocked.HAHA.it was damn nice! like 10000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 better than drama night last year.(no offence meant).but it was really good [:&lt;br /&gt;met anne and alesia at toa payoh to buy flowers for alyssa,lianne,anthea and valerie.haha.yup.as usual i was the earliest one there and i spent half and hour listening to my ipod watching trains pass by one by one(sounds so emo).oh and i saw this group(probably going for their graduation or something) in like damn formal clothes.like guys were wearing suits and girls were wearing gowns and dresses.and then they walked in the mrt and everyone looked.i was thinking: "ohmygosh,so loser.HAHA.afford to buy those clothes cannot afford to share taxi or something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.bought roses and walked to school.&lt;br /&gt;alyssa and lianne and anthea in the first act.we could see alyssa so clearly and im sure she could see us clearly too cos it looked liked she was controlling her laughter(unless she was smiling at someone else o.O)she is so short and small her clarinet covered her entire face when she started playing and anne,gian,julienne and i couldnt control our laughter.&lt;br /&gt;yup.next act was damn nice.val and lianne and anthea.dances were nice and songs were nice and funny.HAHA.aiyah it just rocked la.lol.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt give them their roses cos they all came our so late. ]:&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-6056817003262704642?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/6056817003262704642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=6056817003262704642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6056817003262704642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6056817003262704642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/08/promenade-rocked.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-3097982642314351878</id><published>2007-08-17T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T01:33:16.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>promenade later on.meeting anne to get flowers.cant wait.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was boring as usual.slept through english cos she started giving oral to the first few students.physics was just going through the workbook.&lt;br /&gt;mrs thevathasen is very nice.shes a very good teacher.really,she really wants to help students to score well in maths.im glad i got a teacher like her.&lt;br /&gt;chinese was debate.haha,lots of english words splashed here and there of course,cos no one in our class can speak in proper chinese without speaking an english word.&lt;br /&gt;amaths was boring as usual.just did sums&lt;br /&gt;ss was the most fun cos fausta came like at 2pm when school ends at 2.10? HAHA. (hello mr tan if you start searching your name again) our class is very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mr tan enters*&lt;br /&gt;threethree: THANK YOU AND GOD BLESS YOU MR TAN!&lt;br /&gt;mr tan: come on,stand up girls&lt;br /&gt;threethree: *stands up again* THANK YOU AND GOD BLESS YOU MR TAN!*all start laughing*&lt;br /&gt;mr tan: yeah and god bless you girls too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.pastamania lunch with anne,alyssa and clarissa.met eleanor AGAIN.she MUST be stalking us i swear.lol.&lt;br /&gt;im bored already.blogging is not very fun at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-3097982642314351878?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/3097982642314351878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=3097982642314351878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3097982642314351878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3097982642314351878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/08/promenade-later-on.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-2156855628268640120</id><published>2007-08-12T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T07:43:18.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>245th post.wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been staying faithful to my blog.HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8th August:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day celebrations today.haha,slides were a total disaster cos everyone was so loud and i couldnt hear what they were saying,it was a mistake on my part to listen to alesia gian, something i shall never repeat again.HAHA.but overall,it wasnt that bad.i say it was quite a good job considering how last minute we were. lunch with anne and pastamania but we met yanling and eleanor so we sat together and yanling and eleanor started telling us the dumbest jokes.super funny.HAHA.after that,came home and stoned.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9th August&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day today.went to the house to see how it was coming along.nice.then went to courts and my dad got me a new laptop[: haha.cos he wanted the old one in his shop so he bought another for the house.spent the rest of the day transferring files and watching rurouni kenshin.lol.national day parade was boring.the thrill of watching the parade left me long ago.i was never the patriot.i just sneezed.maybe someone was talking about me.HAHA,learnt that watching rurouni kenshin.the character would sneeze whenever someone was talking about him/her.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10th August&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i practically slacked the whole day away.did my chem table,did lit notes,baked cookies and watched more rurouni kenshin.HAHA.but that was my day.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11th August&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition in the afternoon,lit notes for Atticus and more videos.HAHA.but my video watching was stopped when my parents said we had to go for dinner with uncle alex and auntie carol they all.so bathed,and watched tv waiting for my parents.then i was scolded for wearing too old a shirt.but i didnt care and i just sat there while my parents continued nagging until they gave up.HAHA.dinner at some peranakan restaurant in upper thomson.seats were so cramped and the food was ok i guess.im not really a big fan of peranakan food.spent dinner listening to other people's scandals(lol) and problems(which i pretended to listen to because im a good girl.haha.) didnt bring my ipod so listened to someone else's instead.was accused of not having good taste in music and insulted for not being able to translate japanese, which i promptly agreed because i was not bothered enough to argue back.went to uncle alex's house cos parents wanted to talk.so we were left watching soccer.died of boredom.went home at like 1am when my parents finally realised we existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12th August&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was basically on the computer the entire day.lol.yup.did nothing at all,except for a bit of notes for Aunt Alexandra.watched second half of arsenal match.yup.thats all,and now im waiting for lost to start.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a boring life i have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-2156855628268640120?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/2156855628268640120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=2156855628268640120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/2156855628268640120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/2156855628268640120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/08/245th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-6718057997414785984</id><published>2007-08-06T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T05:01:29.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pesta sukan on sunday.i couldnt sleep the night before,too nervous and excited.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,got there on time but as usual,the rest of the team were late.HAHA.i had this goalkeeper which literally stuck on me for the entire game.she refused to move and everytime i made a movement,i was fouled for contact...(perfect time to use this face: -.-)ohwell.i was so annoyed.anyway we got 3rd.we lost to coral sec.but i really have to admire them cos almost straight after the match against us(which was a very tiring one might i add),they had to play with acsi.that must be really damn exhausting for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww i will miss the team when the rest graduate.lets see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel, vanessa, shalene, maryanne, caroline, anne.and of course audrey and all too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA,we will be the seniors next year!and the juniors shall have to plan something great for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to macdonalds with anne and ate an apple pie before my parents picked me up and we went to millenia walk.took a brochure for SA tours to see where we should go end of year,and then we spent hours at harvey norman looking at electronics and furniture.yup.&lt;br /&gt;then went to bukit timah to take a look at the house.&lt;br /&gt;then went to northpoint to buy stuff&lt;br /&gt;before we ate yoshinoya takeaway for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;such a busy day.but it was a fun one [:&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-1998104689008339630</id><published>2007-08-01T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T04:56:13.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ss test today.no surprise that we didnt get back our physics test.i wonder why.the lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training today.got hit with the ball straight to the head.it was a lot more painful than i thought.HAHA i couldnt walk straight for awhile cos the ground looked like it was folding up.but it cleared my nose on the bright side.lol.rooftop to play match.so fun,i love playing matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after training while waiting for my mother,i went around stealing food and drinks to fill my stomach: mango milkshake from peiqi,half an oatmeal and honey bar from annabelle,fishcake from my sister,chips from lisa(i think), strawberry milkshake from caroline,papaya and dragonfruit from rachel goh.wow thats alot.HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and ate panadol for my headache was killing me.and of course here i am on my computer,rejoicing that i have finally managed to get my ipod to be able to be attached to another computer.HAHA.i always unsync-ed it but i never tried to plug it in another computer so i never knew i succeeded and have been asking lianne all this time.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.have a nice day(but since its already 8pm,have a nice night)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-1998104689008339630?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-9107877529700087867</id><published>2007-07-30T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T02:03:10.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohwells.i should be studying social studies now but there aint nothing social about studying it as im home alone talking to alesia gian about the AIDS project.test this wednesday that im screwed for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog test today.i had so much to write but so little time.i hate the feeling,especially since i SO knew how to answer the questions.mrs low was so funny today.she started talking about motherhood stuff and the way she said it was so funny and hilarious.i love her lar,she rocks.makes me not regret taking literature and making me feel i actually might have a chance at humanities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;netball camp last friday/saturday.&lt;br /&gt;training from 4-6.coach was trying to be funny but was not succeeding.sat down at the fitness area talking with all seniors and laughing at the pure entertainment we were getting for free.anyway,played treasure hunt after that.annabelle sucks at drawing.she drew what everyone thought was a chicken and an egg which turned out to be a pigeon and a hole.my team members were mary-anne and yamuna(i think thats how you spell it). after that we all went to shower where caroline and annabelle started to blow bubbles into the shower and exclaiming: "oh my gosh,who use so much soap!" haha.then we all headed to the ava room.&lt;br /&gt;more entertainment courtesy of vanessa and annabelle and some microphones.then we all watched drumline and ate brownies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt sleep that night.next day,anne and i had to go buy milk for breakfast.which nobody drank cos everyone drank milo of course.we were super late for pesta sukan.rushed our warm ups and then started to do square ball.both teams TOTALLY OWNED man.shalene and i were scorekeepers for first half before we went to play in the second half.so fun keeping score with her,the comments she makes,especially about the girl with striking sneakers and neon pink shoelaces.HAHA.but it had to rain just before our second last game and it is now postponed to sunday-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after camp was over,lugged around a travelling bag and school bag and cooler around junction 8 to surprise anthea which was NO surprise.ate at cafe cartel.i was super tired,i even tried to sleep on the table.haha.gave val a lift home, went home and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.i think i should start my social studies now.i shall now study and perfect the art of socialising and talk to more people on msn.or maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-9107877529700087867?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-3713002449078058382</id><published>2007-07-20T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T03:48:46.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Racial Harmony Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day was today.it was an utter failure with the "ration cards" haha.anyway,popiah was made today.haha,i made some.which i then proceeded to eat.but i didnt eat all that i made.sat at the stall with ondeh ondeh and some indian thing which i forgot already.&lt;br /&gt;we were all so worried over not knowing how to make popiah at first but then fausta came and becky and i were shocked at his initial natural talent for making/rolling popiah.then we all surpassed him eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went around eating stuff.haha.and im really not in the mood for blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alesia gian claims to be very happy now.and she wont tell me why.*raises eyebrows*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-3713002449078058382?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/3713002449078058382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=3713002449078058382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3713002449078058382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3713002449078058382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/07/racial-harmony-day-day-was-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-638091132991354325</id><published>2007-07-16T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T03:57:03.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and the word of the day is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FUCK or SCREW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scroll down more.actually you can already see it.its big and clear.&lt;br /&gt;for i totally killed my listening comprehension and it was supposed to be the easiest thing ever.but NO,i did otherwise.so if someone could so kindly kill me now,i will go with a smile on my face for never ever having to go through this shit again.and i dont even know why im so upset over it.its just in me.its just the fricking impact fricking education has on singaporean kids. we all think we are going to die if we dont score and that is quite a fact if i might say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.i missed literature for NE.how horrible can that be?and im screwed for binomial theorem.as it is for my olevels.same goes for my other subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;down the toilet is where my results are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel even more guilty about it that my parents dont say anything to me.i means its good that that they dont scold me and all but the horrible guilt just accumulates and makes me wonder about my existence in the first place.damn if this is what happens during just the listening comprehension,i think they should save a place for me at the morgue on the 31st of October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-638091132991354325?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/638091132991354325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=638091132991354325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/638091132991354325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/638091132991354325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-word-of-day-is-fuck-or-screw.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-225180451493258593</id><published>2007-07-11T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T04:42:37.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i screwed up my chinese oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell,thats quite expected.too bad i didnt blow the examiners away with my WONDERFUL chinese speaking skills.( i just lied about my chinese speaking skills)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.had amaths test today.forgot stuff but i think i can pass at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;netball training today.six rounds+drills+more consecutive shit drills+my favourite matchplay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiring but manageble i suppose.sprained my fourth finger on my left hand again.its swollen again.ankle started hurting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like blogging anymore,my life hasnt been interesting lately.right,it never has been.my posts are more about OTHER people's scandals and funny things that happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-225180451493258593?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/225180451493258593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=225180451493258593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/225180451493258593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/225180451493258593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-i-screwed-up-my-chinese-oral.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-554661658020886412</id><published>2007-07-06T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T05:33:37.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg chem test was something worth banging my head for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bang my head against the table did i after the test.it was total shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since its over,i dont want to talk about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was extremely boring today.the usual lessons.and we watched this extremely gross yet intriguing documentry on foot binding for english.its is extremely disgusting,but yet i couldnt seem to take my eyes off the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emaths was extremely boring and tedious.i dont like trigonometry much.my butt hurt like hell from sitting for so long.but LIANNE was there to wake me up[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese was spent discussing possible chinese oral topics(which im so screwed for) and alesia gian talking utter nonsense(which was to our advantage).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amaths was damn confusing and tiring.binomial theroem is yucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went to tp food court to eat.talked.went home with val.yeah thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a nap,watched my bleach and naruto and now im posting this and talking to alesia gian before i have my dinner which is macdonalds.haha.yup&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-554661658020886412?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/554661658020886412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=554661658020886412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/554661658020886412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/554661658020886412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/07/omg-chem-test-was-something-worth.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-4522946329238948763</id><published>2007-07-01T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T20:48:52.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>youth day holiday today.time for me to reseach geography and plan english compo on my greatest success(which is NO success)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.yesterday,i went to courts with my family.as in the furniture store.i did not get myself into any trouble or anything.went to look at refridgerators,but my dad was too distracted by the amazing 52 inch samsung lcd tv(yknow,the one that advertises,black colour one,on how it brings out the other colours?yeah that one) to remember to choose the fridge.in the end,we didnt choose one.lol.i had to convince my family that we didnt need such a big fridge.reason being our fridge is eternally empty.even in the smaller one we have right not.theres nothing in it.only leftovers,drinks,macdonald's chilli sauce and my mother's syrups from the office.and butter and jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,after like 3 hours at courts without buying anything,we went over to my grandmother's house.ate bak kut teh and drank coffee which my grandfather made(that is super nice:])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to watch transformers.the show is VERY nice.VERY VERY nice.it has like everything in one movie.comedy,action,futuristic stuff, a line that you will remember the movie for etc.everything needed in a great movie.ah,the nice movie.you people should go watch it.yes i am recommending it.takes quite a lot for me to actually promote the movie.so its obviously a great show.its actually very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dinner later.ordered some weird pizza delivery.pizza was not bad but the chicken wings were disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-4522946329238948763?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/4522946329238948763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=4522946329238948763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/4522946329238948763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/4522946329238948763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/07/youth-day-holiday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-4556479932325954980</id><published>2007-06-29T03:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T03:53:33.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well lets see.nothing interesting has happened in the past few days.its the same old routine life.yknow,the one where you complain about school, homework, teachers,ridiculous projects and almost everything that comes your way.yup, thats the wonderful life of a student in this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youth day today.lets see, usual youth day mass in the morning.same priest with the same jokes and all.trying to extend our mass to apparently help us skip the lessons we will have later on.we had a "mini concert" later on.lets see, CHS chinese orchestra and wushu came.and anne, lianne and i came up with these observation watching the CHS people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the conductor of the orchestra looked so not bothered,he stood there slouching and conducting.he looked liked it from the back anyway.and when they finished,he just walked off with the "bo-chap" look.thats what we thought anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.the guy who introduced the orchestra must think we like him alot.the whole school kept clapping for him and he was like smiling so happily all the way.yet,he did not realise we were cheering to cover up our laughter that was going to burst out anytime like a balloon stretched to its fullest potential(much like how teachers try to stretch students till they break/burst with a loud bang,which is the sound of over-stressed students hitting the floor after jumping down a 20 storey building)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.the guy who played the guzheng solo must have a lot of guts to do a solo.i would have died if it was me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.the wushu people's "weapons" were taller than them.but maybe it is supposed to be taller.i dont know,i dont bother much about wushu or anything of that sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.had lessons after that.boring as usual.no surprise there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school.walked to pastamania with anne,gian,lianne,val.played some game[:&lt;br /&gt;now we now alesia gian's true feelings.(fine,maybe i lied)but we made some conclusions anyway.&lt;br /&gt;went to popular to buy more stationery.yup.and we went home.val and i were talking about how our appetites have grown relatively smaller.and the food in australia.yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored and im not in the mood to please my tuition teacher(cos that means i got to do her homework which i dont want to)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-4649393997192817415</id><published>2007-06-26T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T07:28:29.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>235th post on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retreat was today.it was all about getting real.well,it was quite ok,i mean skipping almost entire day of lessons just makes retreats so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val and al went blind today.only during recess period though.we all had lots of fun poking and taunting them.haha.poor people.anyway,i dont have much to say about it.i know lots of people were touched by it and all but sadly,i wasnt one of them.i think ive lost my ability to feel and cry.ohwell,all for the better.my eyes are as dry as an african drought during sad parts of movies while others look like their eyes were hit by the recent australian flash floods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly,we had chem practical after that.which was sad.our class just slowly took our time.since it was KN's class,we didnt really bother to rush.typical 3/3.HAHA.it was the most unexciting practical ever.all we did was note the colour changes that take place, testing for oxidising and reducing agent.no burning,no,lighted splint,no amazing colour(until i took matters into my own hands and started mixing my results together,giving me a really thick brown solution with lots of precipitate).well,i wasnt expecting much from her class anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at food court with anne,valerie and alesia after that.took photos of their food for ss project.(the lady thought i was crazy when i asked her not to clear my tray cos i wanted to take a picture of my empty bowl) then val's dad fetched us to buy secondhand textbooks.i needed to buy valentine fam's interactive geog so i can speak her language and not fail my geog again but sadly,there wasnt any left.so i settled for marianne chong's.alesia gian(better be) is going to help me ask her brother to ask his friends to donate their books to me.HAHA.ok lets see,after that,val's dad gave us a lift home.but went to school to fetch val's sisters first.while val was buying her smoothie,gian and i watched part of flushed away.lol.on the way home,we started talking about japan,since val is going end of year.ah,i was so excited to talk about japan again,i miss it alot.the nice arcades,the snow,the nice arcades,the food,the nice arcades[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,found out im most probably not going to japan anymore this year.parents are thinking of bringing my grandma to new zealand cos shes being longing to go there for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell,i dont mind going to visit a new country.im lucky enough i can.so yes,theres always next year.after my o levels,i can have the time of my life enjoying my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have netball training tomorrow.im going to finally run again after approximately 4 months due to my sad painful(aint going to heal) injury.its alot better,but it still throbs for no reason sometimes.and i can now crack it with a very loud sound,but i cant do the same for my other foot.i hope i dont die tomorrow.i seriously hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-4649393997192817415?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/4649393997192817415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=4649393997192817415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/4649393997192817415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/4649393997192817415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/06/235th-post-on-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-1110017485743306651</id><published>2007-06-20T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T03:42:51.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh*school is reopening soon.*sighs again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday at foster's farewell,we were told and crushed entirely by a hint of who our new form teacher is going to be.i dont even want to type out anything else besides that here.im sure you can easily make a few guesses which few got on the list judging by my reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,for today,met alyssa and becky to go to adam's rd hawker centre to take pictures of food for our social studies project.bought prata,nasi lemak,laksa,teh tarik,coke and barley.haha.and we switched our food so we could eat a little of everything.though becky didnt want to eat the laksa.cos its spicy and all.when we realised it was still early,we took a bus to j8.becky bought foolscap paper to do her holiday homework.lol.and alyssa and i decided to buy tickets to fantastic 4:rise of the silver surfer.while poor becky had to go for gym.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,entered the cinema and had a pre-show to watch[:&lt;br /&gt;and lianne koh,i have come to the realisation that i do look harmful or scary indeed to some extent.i was hoping i wldnt have to sit next to a couple,instead,it was this group of what i presume to be sec 1 boys?i could only tell by the seriously weird behavior and their height.(of course,we must consider that they might be short like *ahem*alyssa*ahem*).well anyway,there was this boy who was so reluctant to move down to the seat next to mine,even with his friends all annoyed at him already,but even the friends dont want to move to that seat,forcing him to sit there.but he still refuses.so in the end,one of his friends got so annoyed,he threw his bag on that seat and said "AIYAH I SIT LA!".anyway in the end,they end up switching seats like 10 times before the movie even started.before the previews and advertistments even started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.the movie aint that bad if you forget about alyssa constantly hitting you every time chris evans,the human torch comes out(which is alot of times considering he is one of the main characters) and also whenever someone says romantic or when something sad happens.basically she was hitting me throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ive come to the conclusion that you should watch a movie with alyssa only when it is a comedy about ugly people with no romance and no sadness involved.wow,sure sounds like a blockbuster hit to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-1110017485743306651?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/1110017485743306651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=1110017485743306651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1110017485743306651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1110017485743306651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/06/sighschool-is-reopening-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-3211468340438933652</id><published>2007-06-16T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:41:33.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oceans13 with anne and alesia yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;woke up so early at 9(which is considered very early already) and went to j8.as usual,i was the earliest and most punctual one there.alesia came late because apparently,it was raining...&lt;br /&gt;anyway,anne was still home at 9.30 and the mrt came late for her so she was obviously late again.bought tickets first and then when we were finally altogether,we went to watch the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! oceans13 is a really nice and funny show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next we went over to gian's house to continue with our project.haha.had lunch at her house.anne and i had a real laugh listening to alesia and her brother argue.all her brother will say is jiow's name and you see alesia's face change like immediately.HAHA.anyway,our project is still incomplete.haha,no surprise there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to my dad's shop and i had no problems finding the way this time[:bought takopachi[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup,thats about it,and i finally saw the new house,thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-3211468340438933652?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/3211468340438933652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=3211468340438933652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3211468340438933652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3211468340438933652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/06/oceans13-with-anne-and-alesia-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-1261896516555175128</id><published>2007-06-01T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T09:13:04.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something to do finally after 1000000 years of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to khatib to meet val to head to school today.we both wore slippers,school shirt and fbt shorts.haha,didnt seem like we were going to school in the first place.went up when jiow saw alesia with us and of course,he stopped us and started asking gian for ari's and gladys's email.and realised i was in 3/3 so took even longer to go in and give me something concerning 3/3.anyway NE meeting with fausta tan.was the most hilarious meeting ever.he's catching on fast with the whole you-must-tease-gian-about-jiow thing.getting better than us i must say.headed to ps after that,and it was raining like hell.but i was the dry-est amongst all of them[:&lt;br /&gt;went to kfc for lunch.the lady kept talking to us about phones and all in chinese and how to be careful and alyssa,anne and i just kept nodding.cos we didnt understand what the hell she was trying to say.[note that samantha takes her o level chinese paper this year]&lt;br /&gt;went to spotlight next and spent forever deciding what we wanted to buy.and we all sat down and started calculating with our phones and then spilling our money out to see how we would pay for it.quite a funny sight.&lt;br /&gt;anyway we all went home and then i had dinner.haha so interesting.(not..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-1261896516555175128?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/1261896516555175128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=1261896516555175128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1261896516555175128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1261896516555175128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/06/something-to-do-finally-after-1000000.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-3549796269714088843</id><published>2007-05-26T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T00:50:46.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;24th May 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.class reunion today.shant talk about school because the day was more or less the same.lianne came to my house today!for nothing.haha,she stole songs out of my computer and then showered and we headed off to oleander towers.im afraid we look too harmful for the guard to let us in like that.he refused to let us go to the multi purpose hall so we had to wait till sarah came to pick us up.we were very early.anyway,when more people came,the multi purpose hall became like a gambling den.except that no money was involved.you have no idea how the class of twoone06 loves cards.they are our life.so yeah,we played for very long.played cheat and bridge.bridge was fun of course.i cant believe i spent the last 15 years of my life not playing the game.then we went to the pool to lie down and take pictures and all.the security guard kept coming and told us to get our feet out of the pool.its not like we stepped on shit or anything and went to wash it in the pool.our feet are clean.so yeah.took many pictures.all in alyssa's and valerie's camera.oh we ate pizza and i brought cocktail sausages and alyssa brought sausages wrapped in bacon.HAHA.next we threw alyssa's slipper over to an island in the middle of the pool.haha,so she swam there,threw it back,climbed out,and then amanda and alesia threw both of slippers over again.HAHA.and then she swam back.halfway there,we screamed that the guard was coming and we asked her to stay underwater until we told her to come up and she believed us.HAHA.dumbass.so anyway,later i taught the rest to play deng.and then we went back and played murderer.ah class reunion was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I MISS TWOONE 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i miss them so much.i love twoone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;25th May 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;founder's day.had mass with the primary school cos apparently someone thought it was fun to move half the secondary school over to the primary school and half the primary school to the secondary school.went back up after mass to arrange tables.got back report books and took a class photo since dr foster was leaving.and we sat there until 10.25 when he let us off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pirates and plaza sing.went to pasta mania for lunch and sat there.becky and her brother,gabriel met us there.ah becky's brother is so cute.HAHA.hes like so small and shy.and he called alesia,alesia jiow.HAHA.went to times to browse around and then headed to watch pirates.will turner is annoying.i dont like him at all.im so glad i sat with anne,becky and her brother instead with the other 3 behind.clarissa,alyssa and valerie.they screamed everytime will turner came out.it was more of the "HES SO HOT! OMG!"it was bad enough sitting in front of them.i pity the people sitting next to and behind them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after pirates,trained home with valerie but she stopped at bishan to buy her calculator.yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-3549796269714088843?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/3549796269714088843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=3549796269714088843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3549796269714088843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3549796269714088843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/05/24th-may-2007-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-6213018605473296599</id><published>2007-05-21T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T05:56:18.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>netball carnival sucked,as expected. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sadly,my class spirit or class bond has not strengthened even after such a shit day.this is so sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well,3/3 won the netball,but our cheer and "fancy dress" which is NO fancy dress didnt do too well so we kinda got 3rd overall.HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah,i was especially pissed today,i didnt get over it until jessiemalar came along and opened her mouth.which made me laugh immediately.note the impact jessiemalar has on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah.im burnt.not red burnt,but like tanned.i dont usually turn red,i just turn tanner straightaway.it happens even if i put sunblock.so i gave up on that product.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2/1 picture time at the end of the carnival was the best thing that day.cant wait for reunion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway,we headed to plaza singapura after netball finally ended.gian,anne and i.we waited for taxis which just kept ignoring us again and again.its not like they couldnt see it cos my arm and anne;s arm aint exactly the shortest.finally one stopped for us.but the shit taxi driver made a big turn on purpose to cheat us of our money.stupid taxi driver.thats the thing,some taxi drivers are really nice,they bring you on a faster route even if you dont tell them to,but some just cheat you of your money.they think just because we are students,we dont know the singapore roads is it?dumbasses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cd shop first to buy anne;s maroon 5 cd.the guy was a good help to anne,telling her what time to come because the cd didnt arrive yet.so we went off to eat at the foodcourt which proved to be quite amusing.all the dumb things alesia gian said and the great things anne and i did to her.HAHA.such as stealing her phone,making fun of her.oh wait,thats the usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;because we had to wait until 4+ for anne's cd,we decided to walk around.first we went to comics connection where i made a comment about how successful anime usually have male characters with GRAVITY DEFYING HAIR AND ONE HELL OF A SWORD.yes.let me give you an example [please wait while i search pictures]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;case1: final fantasy 7 advent children.main character is a dude named cloud strife who looks like a girl.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;observe:gravity defying hair.check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066984780748143010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="164" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RlGLz-LNuaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/mjsaTXk4gIs/s320/cloud.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;second is the gargantuan sword that he appears to be able to carry with no difficulty.i cant find a nice picture with the full sword and him.maybe people thought his sword took up too much space.but as you can see,thats only the handle of his sword.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066985201654938034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RlGMMeLNubI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IvnF3AkM2jM/s320/cloudsword.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;case2: kurosaki ichigo from bleach.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;observe gravity defying hair and huge sword&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066993830244235714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RlGUCuLNucI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1kXTjz2hXyM/s320/ichigosword.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;ah.see.for naruto,there is no huge sword but there is the hair factor yet again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066994289805736402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RlGUdeLNudI/AAAAAAAAAFc/mfhEhqPKMIE/s320/naruto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and another dude named kakashi:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066994491669199330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RlGUpOLNueI/AAAAAAAAAFk/J3OfDY3ZRbg/s320/kakashi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;haha this post just shows how bored i am and not bothered at all to revise chinese oral which isnt counted anyway.so we walked around spotlight next browsing through stuff from cups to towels to bedsheets to fabrics and art stuff where we got a wonderful idea which i shall not reveal here.so we went to the cd shop again after spending 1000000 years there.the moment we walked into the shop,the guy immediately recognised anne and took a copy of the cd to give it to her and her free tshirt.alesia gian also bought a fallout boy cd which is so amazing so we should all clap for her. *claps hand*.yeah,trained home with gian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-6213018605473296599?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/6213018605473296599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=6213018605473296599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6213018605473296599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6213018605473296599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/05/netball-carnival-suckedas-expected.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RlGLz-LNuaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/mjsaTXk4gIs/s72-c/cloud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-8214248151603137428</id><published>2007-05-18T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T07:51:51.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Night Rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw the book at popular and my jaw dropped.i was like so happy the book was like finally out.I LOVE ANTHONY HOROWITZ.he is like one fricking hell of a writer.his books are like filled with such suspense and tension,i managed to finished the book the day i bought it.&lt;br /&gt;i finished a 401 pg book from 6pm to 10pm.i didnt stop.actaully i did,to go bathe and have my dinner and replies to alesia gian on msn.but yeah,its like when i start reading something i like,i wont stop until i finish it.no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The black army surged forward. The battle had begun."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoosh,i love anthony horowitz.i cant wait for the next alex rider book.according to the back,its coming out autumn 2007,will take place in australia and there is some terrible secret alex has to confront.the book is called "snakehead".i cant wait,maybe alex rider will finally turn 15..haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-8214248151603137428?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/8214248151603137428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=8214248151603137428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8214248151603137428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8214248151603137428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/05/night-rise.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-4494260864730814312</id><published>2007-05-17T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T06:44:13.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA I FAILED GEOG AND PASSED LITERATURE.what irony is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i failed by 1/2 a mark for the paper but i ended up failing by 2 marks when converted to percentage.but the bottomline is just that i failed so yeah.HAHA.but if my calculations are not wrong,my ss was the one that pulled it up and i will pass with a 50.5 HAHA.im so sad.but i bet you cant tell that i am with all my HAHAs.its quite disappointing actually but oh heck.jiow was trying to cheer us up about our geog marks by saying that the paper was marked with an o level standard but lianne,clarissa and i (lianne passed by the way.GOOD JOB LIANNE KOH!) were too busy being shocked and all that our lit beat our geog.so we were all smiles and laughter in comparison to the people crying in the front row.we were in the 3/3 spirit.HAHA.anyway,tried to cheer us up with this,and considering its lianne,clarissa and i,you can pretty much imagine why we were laughing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiow: erm girls,if any of you all are depressed and need a teacher to talk to,my door is always open...&lt;br /&gt;lianne,clarissa and i: yeah,to alesia gian. *we burst out laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah,so if teachers do read this blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;im so going to get slaughtered by alesia gian firstly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we dont mean to be happy about failing anything.it was just a denial stage.HAHA.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah.anyway,lessons resume yet again tomorrow.note the utmost enthusiasm in my tone.chinese oral tomorrow too.haha,but its not counted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and STOP DRINKING MY WATER! everyday,i bring a full bottle of water and i dont drink much but my water justs "mysteriously" disappears.courtesy of anne,lianne,valerie and alesia gian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-4494260864730814312?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/4494260864730814312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=4494260864730814312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/4494260864730814312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/4494260864730814312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/05/haha-i-failed-geog-and-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-5701198217842451573</id><published>2007-05-16T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T03:49:43.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow.&lt;br /&gt;according to palm reading,i am dying of a stroke/hemorrhaging at this very moment.i will not stay long in a relationship because im going to kill myself over a traumatic relationship.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah people,explains alot about me.&lt;br /&gt;if you find me missing,just tell the police i most probably committed suicide over heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;anne and val just believe in total nonsense i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,after school,anne,clarissa,lianne,val and i sat at macs talking.then we went to the cd shop and browsed(note that i used the word browsed cos none of us bought anything) around.laughing at band names and how the cd shop categorises the cds.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to popular to see interesting murder/crime books when val found a palm reading book and decided to read mine.as you can see,the results have already been posted.yeah.&lt;br /&gt;bought a donut and bubble tea while val bought a ham and egg sandwich and milkshake while walking home.(haha,note that i remember such dumb useless details).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now im at home typing this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;if anyone would be kind enough to make/give me a link to a nice black blogskin,please do tag.my blogskin has been the same for like the past year and im dying to change it but everything in blogskins now is quite bimbotic.which aint really my type...&lt;br /&gt;yeah so please tell me.i will be in your debt.[&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;depending on what that debt is&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-5701198217842451573?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/5701198217842451573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=5701198217842451573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/5701198217842451573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/5701198217842451573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/05/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-2974176945971819337</id><published>2007-05-11T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T21:24:46.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EAST COAST PARK YESTERDAY WITH LIANNE,VALERIE,GIAN,GLADYS,AMANDA,ALYSSA,ANNE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.so we all gathered at a shelter.then we waited for the rest to come.when the bladers bladed away, we decided to call anne who was STILL SLEEPING APPARENTLY.the stupid girl.after like 15 minutes later,i receive an sms from her : OMG.I just woke up only! Shit.My maid never wake me uppppp!haha.then anyway,lianne,gian and i went to rent bikes.and the guy didnt let lianne and gian use their ezlink cards cos they used neoprints/paper to stick over their pictures.HAHA.so i used mine and gian took the paper out.yeah.&lt;br /&gt;rode to the breakwater and climbed it.AND GIAN COULD CLIMB IT WITHOUT HELP! WHOAAAA! most probably because she knew that someone wasnt there to help her.anyway i think the bar they added on top of the original breakwater looks like a nougat.HAHA.so yeah,rode back to fetch anne.waited for her to rent a bike,then we rode to the lagoon and back.had a picnic on the bench.ate chilli tuna which was SUPER spicy,grapes,cocktail sausages and bread.along with H2O drinks.haha.it was so fun.i was the photographer.so yeah,we were all sitting on the breakwater and talking about whether the waves in east coast were constructive or destructive.we concluded that they were neutral.oh and gian was being a peadophile talking about how cute this little boy was.while valerie and gladys were talking about the "father" which is no father because he is just some random model probably shooting some pictures for a new condo.yeah.&lt;br /&gt;then we went our separate ways.haha.cyclists were too fast for the bladers HAHA.we cycled probably the whole stretch.haha.my legs are still quite sore now.our butts were aching like hell so we decided to sit on the bench/floor of bedok jetty.it was so funny cos we were all laughing at the twits who were cycling.and the usual teasing of alesia gian.&lt;br /&gt;yup.anyway, we decided to head back and we went to a drink store becuse anne was thirsty.and we see a pack of cards which lianne decided to buy.haha.and we were ALL suddenly revitalised and energised so we sped back to the shelter.which we then met some twits along the way which were damn dumb,like dumber than alesia dumb.anyway,we realised that everyone besides us in east coast were talking in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;made in back and immediately took a bottle of green tea and started the game.they played bridge,which i didnt know how to play but i learnt it.i made alesia so angry by choosing 4 of clubs as my partner.i thought we were supposed to choose randomly but apparently not.spare me la,it was my first time playing lor.&lt;br /&gt;bladers came back and they decided to lay out a mat to sleep and tan.because of the hot sun,we decided to move to the shelter where there was a man sleeping on the bench opposite.we tried to keep quiet at first but it didnt work,so in the end gian was like "WHY THE HELL ARE WE KEEPING QUIET FOR THIS MAN FOR??!!" and everyone looked at each other and started bursting out laughing.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then we all went to macs in the end and ate fries that alyssa bought.&lt;br /&gt;got a lift to aljunied mrt from alyssa's dad.and we realised that alyssa gets "suan-ed" everywhere.her dad was like "why you so stupid?where black for what?" and something about using smoke signals and tin cans to communicate.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a fun day today.no matter how painful it was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-2974176945971819337?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/2974176945971819337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=2974176945971819337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/2974176945971819337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/2974176945971819337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/05/east-coast-park-yesterday-with.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-2195270687911661432</id><published>2007-05-10T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T06:36:43.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS OVER!&lt;br /&gt;HIP HIP HURRAY! (kachang puteh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great! but poor samantha still has lessons and chinese oral after it.like wow.isnt that amazing?&lt;br /&gt;oh and this is only midyears!what am i going to do for o levels.i might just have a nervous breakdown and die before i even sit for my o levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall pretend to ignore ALL that and think about all the fun i am going to have tomorrow at East Coast.yes yes.i will ignore results and all that shit.and look on the bright side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amaths was killer.yup,one word to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, we sat for that NE talk thing and we are called the N.Eagles. yeah.i swear we annoyed the crap out of him just by being ourselves.which is the i-dont-give-a-damn-lets-talk-about-something-else-besides-what-we-are-supposed-to-talk-about attitude.HAHA.we were so distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to pizza hut,which im never going again considering the ridiculous price.i get a better meal at pastamania.then stoned around for like awhile.talking crap and all in the middle of the tp interchange.haha.in the end we went to vivocity and drank coffee.haha.sat there for so long and we all felt so free and happy watching OTHER people study cos we DONT NEED TO study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently the whole "so what until cannnot what already" thing has gotten to lianne and valerie.HAHA.good job anne and gian.we pass the trend so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-2195270687911661432?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/2195270687911661432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=2195270687911661432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/2195270687911661432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/2195270687911661432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-over-hip-hip-hurray-kachang-puteh.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-1188515380224808823</id><published>2007-05-08T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T04:18:39.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah yes.geography paper too was so short i tell you.its like dr foster was like:"ok you can start now" and just in a next second he said "pens down".haha.&lt;br /&gt;after the geog exam,lianne and i waited in the canteen drinking milo and coffee talking about the paper which somehow involved to talking about gian.when all the pure geog people finished and they came down, we talked awhile about the paper.haha.then we all went to the toa payoh foodcourt.again.sat,laughed,the usual stuff with anne,gian,val,lianne,amanda.&lt;br /&gt;next we went to j8 macs and sat there till our butts ached and our minds were mentally exhausted.cos we were all studying.bio people studied their bio.and lianne and i did amaths.while gian sat there and stared into blank space refusing to do anything until we forced her to do so.yeah.then we all kept ordering food and finally alyssa came to pay for us.HAHA. WHY NO 20 NUGGETS??&lt;br /&gt;yeah.i got so frustrated with one maths question, i was so happy when i finally solved it.left at 5 with val.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah amaths, the last exam stopping me from reaching temporary freedom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-1188515380224808823?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/1188515380224808823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=1188515380224808823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1188515380224808823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1188515380224808823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/05/ah-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-4687002338994971142</id><published>2007-05-04T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T06:45:28.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and literature is over.oh my gosh i died in that examination room.i felt like banging my head against the sharp edge of the window.(except i couldnt find the time maybe because i was too worried about being able to finish at least 4 sides each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, dont have to say also we all know how my results are going to come out.didnt i tell you i am actually a psychic.in case you dont possess such amazing abilities like i do,let me do the predicting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english: theres still hope&lt;br /&gt;chinese: no need to mention.my usual is a C6 if im lucky.self-explanatory&lt;br /&gt;emaths: i die&lt;br /&gt;amaths: i die even more horribly&lt;br /&gt;physics: wow its going to be a miracle if i even manage to get 1 mark on that paper&lt;br /&gt;chemistry: even an idiot would figure that i would fail it&lt;br /&gt;literature: die like hell man&lt;br /&gt;geography: hey i might have a chance! i seem to have some weird thing for geog.&lt;br /&gt;ss: wait,this is going to pull my geog marks wayyyyyy down.right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH LOOK! if you count,thats only 1 subject im confident of passing.wow that isnt even enough to pass sec 3 level.HAHA.guess its another year for me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,bad things aside,i finally had a chance to relax and loosen up a bit.went to watch spiderman 3 with anne,alyssa and val. i do not like spiderman in spiderman 3.which is weird. EMO HAIR I TELL YOU! i actually like harry more.HAHA.anyway,im not going to mention any spoilers here so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can tell you this much: ALYSSA LIM PEINING IS A FRICKING IDIOT WHO HAS TO TREAT ME TO ANOTHER MOVIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY? the "smart" girl which is NO smart, went to the toilet halfway through the movie,went through a door which couldnt be opened on the other side and locked herself out from somewhere.like wow.halfway through,i feel my phone vibrating and its alyssa calling : " SAM! I LOCKED MYSELF OUT SOMEWHERE!" wow.anyway she eventually found her way out but WAIT! the usher wouldnt let her in cos dumbass her didnt bring along her ticket when she knew she was going out! so anne went out to fetch her with MY ticket and comes back when the movie ends,saying "the guy said there wasnt such a girl" SLAP ALYSSA'S FACE I TELL YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ergh.so yeah thanks alyssa for treating me to watch pirates of the carribean when it opens. and i suppose its back to studying again after an afternoon of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention bleach loves to leave its watchers on cliffhangers and then the following episode would be totally sucky until they reach the end where they would make it exciting then end it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-4687002338994971142?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-8514943806137997212</id><published>2007-04-30T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T06:47:12.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well my lit is an absolute goner.guess it all hangs on my ss and geog now.damn the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BID FAREWELL TO SAMANTHA FOR SHE IS GOING ON A JOURNEY OF NO RETURN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(for she will most probably be killed my mag low for failing her lit, krishna for failing amaths, and fine every teacher who teaches her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so yeah.this whole thing  just doesnt feel right for me at all.so yes,someone could go ahead and shoot me now.i'll be waiting anytime now considering the recent spate of gun attacks in the US.oh wait im not in the US.damn.i would probably have a better chance of being killed by a hippo falling from a sky,or a hollow attacking me, or a tribe of red indians killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i fricking hate the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ah yes,so anyday now.yup.shoot me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-8514943806137997212?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/8514943806137997212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=8514943806137997212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8514943806137997212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8514943806137997212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/04/well-my-lit-is-absolute-goner.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-5909439764046850566</id><published>2007-04-17T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T04:50:15.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im actually wishing that om never ended.someone shoot me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,after about 1.5hrs of social studies,which have filled my mind with the government system in singapore,i have decided to do some facts about odyssey of the mind for the PEACEKEEPERS.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;place we spent most of our time: R404 and the canteen.it is a tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song played the most times during om: grace kelly by mika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time spent on the fixing of backdrops and painting of backdrops: 1 week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total(approximate) time spent on om: 1 month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most drunk beverage: bubble tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most eaten breakfast: macdonalds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most eaten lunch: char kway teow and mixed rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total boxes of acrylic paints used: i think its 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backdrop we spent the most time on: FOREVER 40 scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backdrop we had the most fun doing: the brick wall with grafitti [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house we spent the most time doing om: alesia gian's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house we spent the most time NOT doing om: samantha's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;place we bought most things: bishan popular and arab street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupidest thing alesia gian said: everything that comes out of her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song played on anne's phone the most: love me or hate me by lady sovereign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backdrops which valerie drew: ALL OF THEM.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amount of money samantha spent: ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group members attending the most om meetings: alesia gian, anne xue, samantha woon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most sickly member of the group: i think its alesia gian again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number of pages samantha used in her notebook for om:16 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number of byakuyas samantha has drawn:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;member who sacrificed the most: anthea,cos she had to strip.lol.not really strip but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amount of time samantha wasted doing this instead of studying ss: ALOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-5909439764046850566?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/5909439764046850566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=5909439764046850566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/5909439764046850566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/5909439764046850566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-actually-wishing-that-om-never-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-7422728309870613063</id><published>2007-04-14T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T08:35:16.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ODYSSEY OF THE MIND IS OVER!&lt;br /&gt;LIKE FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;right,its back to mugging for midyears now.woohoo!*note the extreme enthusiasm in my tone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,reached school at 6.10am.i swear the school is extremely freaky when you walk alone to the 4th floor all by yourself,and all the lights are not turned on.its wayyyyy freaky.went up,turned amanda thian into a punk/goth/rock chick.HAHA.fine she is a girl.not a chick.did last minute sewing,shoes,makeup,hair,and all the other stupid things you have to put on yourself.did materials value form again in the room next to the teacher's lounge.extremely nice la.damn.we all looked freaky with makeup i tell you.if i saw amanda thian in the middle of the night,im 100% i would scream and jump out of the window like the people in All That.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practiced and did last minute changes to our script like once...and we were off to ACSI.damned bus were like fricking small,i had to like hug my legs cos they cldnt fit into that tiny space.went down and sat and saw njc's rehearsal.did a few rehearsal's and more changes to our script.which we didnt practice.i tell you,we are super pro.like that also can la.finally,it was our turn.im sure the timekeeper loves us.she kept complimenting our work and smiling at us la.anyway,we went in.and the peacekeepers rocked.like seriously rocked.we made everyone laugh damn hard.[: it was nice to hear that.apparently,when we came on,all ij supporters chanted "jiowwwwwwwwww" specially for alesia gian.i didnt hear it la.but maybe its a good thing,or i wldnt have been able to contain my laughter.extremely good impromptu lines.(is that how you spell it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was prize presentation.screamed for vanessa,yee won,dharlynnie,jasmine,florence,si yinn and gladys when they won SPONTANEOUS CHAMPIONS! YOU GUYS BEAT ACSI,RGS,ETC. im at like super proud of you all,really.CONGRATULATIONS!they also came in 3rd i think for overall.good job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner later,pizza hut at jurong point.we were all super hungry.and the bill totalled to $82.47. i only had $10.so i paid.i was so afraid we didnt have enough money.but we did.phew.got a lil high just listening to alesia gian asking/saying/being her usual stupid person.went to toys'r'us.lol.and we got even higher listening to alesia's impersonation.it was damn funny i swear.then anne and i went to comics connection to admire bleach keychains.damn la,the newer tensa zangetsu sword is damn cool.it has the bloody chain which i dont have and the "ban" sign is also alot more cut out.and bigger.and it was the same price i paid for mine.went to arcade,played 3 games of hoops with anne.shot like shit.i did anyway.then we watched this pro smart little girl play para para.everyone was so impressed.went home, and alesia did more impersonations of barney the purple dinosaur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO WISHED US GOOD LUCK AND SUPPORTED US AND CHEERED US ON SO LOUDLY WHEN WE WENT ON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I KNOW YOU WERE ONLY THINKING OF US [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-7422728309870613063?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/7422728309870613063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=7422728309870613063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,decided to waste space so it looks like i posted [: which is NO post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-4208996216751682819?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/4208996216751682819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=4208996216751682819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/4208996216751682819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/4208996216751682819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-suddenly-dont-feel-like-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-5864851318021643267</id><published>2007-04-05T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T05:58:18.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh chemistry test today.it was ok.i think i screwed up some answers though but heck.anyway,had the most fun time in the morning,looking at gian;s reaction when she saw the letter given to her by T.J [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.laoshi was just being a bitch today.she was blaming us back-rowers for the noise during the listening comprehension cos alot of ppl was like complaining when it repeated itself.then after the test,she scolded us.and the dumb thing is that our whole row was sleeping after we did our answers...then we started arguing our case about how we werent bothered and were all lying on the table listening,she STILL INSISTED that it was us.so in the end anne was like "yeah la laoshi,its all our fault,its all our fault,sorry la laoshi" and we all followed suit.we just went along with her accusations even though it was the whole class that complained.ohwell.a case of biasedness.from now on,our row has decided to just go along with her future accusations.so even if she says we killed someone,we will agree with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lianne koh is becoming more and more violent by the second i swear.just yesterday,she slapped me in the face and punched my jaw,pinched my thighs,nose,cheeks,hit me on my arms and licked my palm.i have absolutely no idea how i am going to survive the next approximately 5 months with her.and i still have to count next year if i sit with her again.WARNING: LIANNE KOH LOOKS AND IS EXTREMELY SCARY AND DANGEROUS WHEN SHE TURNS VIOLENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh please,if lianne were to kill me,please let it be a fast one.i dont want to suffer before i die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-5864851318021643267?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/5864851318021643267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=5864851318021643267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/5864851318021643267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/5864851318021643267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-chemistry-test-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-3221109411604587831</id><published>2007-04-01T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T04:35:02.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;went to alesia gian's house to do om today which was SO productive until NO productive.we just ended up editing parts of the script and decided the remaining props needed.wow.then we all started slacking and went to the computer blog hopping and friendster surfing.HAHA.anyway,our backdrop rocks like nobody's business.we no longer have to try to hide our props cos this time,its the others who are going to be wowed by them[: if i did take pictures,i wont post them up still.cos its a surprise[:HAHA,which is no surprise cos everyone in school can just walk in and look at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im so proud of the people who went to do on saturday[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;valerie lim suann, anne xue peiying, amanda thian wenling, alesia gian chia yee, anthea lee jiaying, lianne koh ming yi[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just crossing fingers now that everything turns out as we expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048421445154642418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3221109411604587831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/04/went-to-alesia-gians-house-to-do-om.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/Rg-YjoLoGfI/AAAAAAAAAE8/y9xUqDouR4U/s72-c/P1070190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-7589619187904811203</id><published>2007-03-29T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T07:17:18.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you have a problem is it? what is wrong with criticism,you suck and we all know it.so you need to bitch is it? GO LA! i dont fucking care.its your fault that you suck, not mine.so take it in your stride and admit it instead of being the bitch you are.i hope you go away as soon as possible.the sight of you makes me want to puke and slap it like nobody's business.go kill yourself soon please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is going wrong now.it sucks so much and i dont think anything can make it right.its so screwed up and you all know it.dont go thinking it will all fall into place by itself.cos it isnt going to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-7589619187904811203?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/7589619187904811203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=7589619187904811203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7589619187904811203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7589619187904811203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-have-problem-is-it-what-is-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-6585225966779230195</id><published>2007-03-23T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T08:09:33.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alesia gian;s house today.( ok gian,now you really can't blame me for blogging about you since its at YOUR house so i will obviously type in YOUR name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to meet valerie at 12.30pm at khatib today so we could go to gian's house.so i was being a good girl and doing my elearning when alesia suddenly messages me: samantha! hurry come to my house, valerie says she is going to meet you at 12!&lt;br /&gt;so i was shocked,hurried bathed and all but still reached at 12.20 cos i missed the first bus to yishun mrt and the first train towards marina. anyway i met val at bishan instead because although we were on the same train,we were at opposite ends. apparently valerie got the same message from gian saying: valerie! hurry come to my house, sam says she is going to meet you at 12.haha.anyway found our way to her house without any problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was super productive today i tell you.we finished valerie,clarissa,alesia's costumes.HAHA.only 4 more to go...ate like ALOT of chocolate.and no wonder alesia's brother's teacher called.alexis is like damn skinny now,like a shorter version of aaron gian.serious,they are like twins,except one is shorter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had spaghetti for lunch which was delicious.did scene 2's script.and valerie's costume is like so ugly,it makes me want to slap her face.so ugly until CANNOT ugly anymore.everytime i see her cloth i just want to puke.but thats the whole point isnt it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-6585225966779230195?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/6585225966779230195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=6585225966779230195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6585225966779230195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6585225966779230195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/03/alesia-gians-house-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-1957330876411060484</id><published>2007-03-22T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T06:58:51.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow this is my 214th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sports day today.it was like bloody hell hot and im sunburnt.i dont get sunburnt very easily and i got sunburnt today.i didnt get burnt in perth at the beach which was burning,and i get burnt here.wow.anyway,did my perth trip reflections in the morning sitting at the stands.lol.i finished la,and i wrote good reflections for everyday[: of course i cant beat alesia,whose reflections are so bloody long and her words are like damn miniscule.then went over to red house.haha.there were girls from green,blue and yellow house there.so i blended right in.HAHA.then came the problem of getting an om mentor.i almost died of anxiety.ran to see ms kuan to ask if SHE was our om mentor,then we went over to ms chong but she said she couldnt,then ran to find mrs tan,but she was SICK.and we were contemplating if we should just ask jiow cos he's kinda cracked in the head.BUT,instead of asking jiow,who was there,we decided to CALL mrs tan on her phone instead.HAHA.shows how reluctant we were to ask jiow.why you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. he is probably going to laugh at us.&lt;br /&gt;2.we would probably be too distracted teasing alesia to concentrate on om in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;3.he probably doesnt even know what the hell om is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so of course we asked mrs tan.at first she was like quite reluctant,and then we just sounded sad over the phone...then she said "ok i shall be your om mentor" and then i was like " really really?? THANK YOU MRS TAN!" then we ran/jumped/skipped to the others shouting and jumping for joy.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that,just hung around red house area and ari just suddenly started hitting people in the stomach,which is really painful by the way.drank the delicious milo from the milo truck[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sports day FINALLY ended,anthea,gian and i went changed and took the train to bugis.ate lunch at the very crowded food court.and went to arab st to buy cloth for costumes.first shop we went to had like major attitude problem la.then we went to the 2nd shop whose owners were SUPER nice.they were damn funny and we stood there like for more than 1 hr deciding.they gave us sticks and even like those super nice cloth extras for free la!and they charged us alot less and gave us advice on what kind of cloth we should buy.if im going to be stupid and sign up for om again next year,i will DEFINITELY go to that shop again to buy cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that,gian and anthea went home,and i had to find my way to my dad;s shop.i got lost.so i was walking with three long big sticks,looking like i was going to beat someone up for about 1/2 hour aimlessly.then i finally found the place.HAHA.im getting dumber i swear,i like walked one whole big round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is alesia when i need her.i need to curse and swear and spit out several vulgarities right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-1957330876411060484?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/1957330876411060484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=1957330876411060484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1957330876411060484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1957330876411060484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/03/wow-this-is-my-214th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-9125498595025671547</id><published>2007-03-19T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T07:15:48.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please.what you are about to read may be disturbing to some people: proceed at your own risk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont say i didnt warn you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;I got to go. I need to talk in bed&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;good night : D&lt;br /&gt;samantha STOP LYING says:&lt;br /&gt;talk in bed&lt;br /&gt;samantha STOP LYING says:&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;samantha STOP LYING says:&lt;br /&gt;ok gian gdnight&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;with JIOW&lt;br /&gt;samantha STOP LYING says:&lt;br /&gt;WOW&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;i feel that jiow has SUCH a fucking hot bod&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;i would just love it like it like ice cream all night long&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;LICK&lt;br /&gt;samantha STOP LYING says:&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;samantha STOP LYING says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next part.this is typed courtesy of alesia's older brother aaron gian who has so wonderfully provided us with the information we have been waiting for 2 years.some of this may shock you.so please,if you have a weak heart,do not continue reading this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;they started when alesia was 8&lt;br /&gt;samantha STOP LYING says:&lt;br /&gt;oh my&lt;br /&gt;samantha STOP LYING says:&lt;br /&gt;i thought we only knew jiow last year&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;at night&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;they talk bout geog in bed&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;all the crevices and mountains&lt;br /&gt;samantha STOP LYING says:&lt;br /&gt;thanks alot&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;then the bed would rock frm earthquakes&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! yes,gasp at alesia's true scandals.&lt;br /&gt;stop theres more [:&lt;br /&gt;but its too vulgar to post here.im terribly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please dont kill me tomorrow gian.no matter how bad your choice in guys is, i will still love you.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIED.(about the loving gian thing)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-9125498595025671547?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/9125498595025671547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=9125498595025671547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/9125498595025671547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/9125498595025671547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/03/please.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-7603727141502489822</id><published>2007-03-17T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T08:24:46.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfwIC2qWlLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Gs8waTvjvPM/s1600-h/P1070250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042914527874028722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfwIC2qWlLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Gs8waTvjvPM/s400/P1070250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PEACE TO ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfwIDmqWlMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/FLZtxhlAEn4/s1600-h/2007_03130049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042914540758930626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfwIDmqWlMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/FLZtxhlAEn4/s400/2007_03130049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in front of the limestone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-7603727141502489822?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/7603727141502489822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=7603727141502489822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7603727141502489822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7603727141502489822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/03/peace-to-all-in-front-of-limestone.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfwIC2qWlLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Gs8waTvjvPM/s72-c/P1070250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-8630858723404591849</id><published>2007-03-16T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T03:43:34.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;No lor.&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;It's not confessions.&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;I was drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;Air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;wow im going to post this on my blog&lt;br /&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;drunk with air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;ok then&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;now you dont need to steal jiow's pic from the board anymore&lt;br /&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;you have it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;what jiow's picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;the ones we took as the peacemakers lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;Er.&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;Okay?&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;I have others also what. Like my odac picture also have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;ah i see&lt;br /&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;your odac picture better right?cos he sitting next to you...&lt;br /&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;i know gian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;As in like those dragonboating competition those pictures also have what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;ah i see&lt;br /&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;you know that whatever you say here may be used in my blog post right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;Er, okay?&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;It can be used in MY blog post also what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah sure,you are going to blog about me teasing you about jiow&lt;br /&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;sure go ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sure. Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;i just realised gian&lt;br /&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;if one is drunk,they would confess something they are hiding&lt;br /&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;so if you were drunk ,wont that mean you erm confessed your true feelings for jiow?&lt;br /&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;but i wasn't drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;samantha shuukei hakureiken says:&lt;br /&gt;you said you were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;i said i was high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tsksk alesia.i think i shall post a few more pictures.this tedious process might span for days of me posting pictures for geog trip.if i post all at once,i might be responsible for blogger's breakdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                              airport.ju;eleanor;yanling;val;sam;anne;gian;steph&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042469341628896354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfpzJmqWlGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/f8f7T8piHPc/s400/2007_03130001+Correction.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                             gian;anne;val;sam&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042469350218830962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfpzKGqWlHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tgGNsnujmrk/s400/2007_03130004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                             more peacemakers!with our numbers.im #4&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042469354513798274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfpzKWqWlII/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OraIDFfgOUk/s400/2007_03130060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                             val;gian;sam;anne&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042469363103732882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfpzK2qWlJI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YfG4jBRIDzE/s400/2007_03130167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                              twoone!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042469401758438562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfpzNGqWlKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RGzOTXQeTIo/s400/2007_03130168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-8630858723404591849?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/8630858723404591849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=8630858723404591849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8630858723404591849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8630858723404591849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/03/alesia-says-no-lor.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfpzJmqWlGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/f8f7T8piHPc/s72-c/2007_03130001+Correction.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-4697359002040662103</id><published>2007-03-15T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T01:57:56.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cont'd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAY 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to william bay before going to the tree top walk.we found out that jiow is afraid of heights.like really afraid.afraid until he walks more funnily than usual.to view the video,please approach anne.val was getting stupider just by sitting next to gian.it was the valley of the giants and val pronounced it as valley of the gian-ts.as in alesia gian's gian with a t at the back.until i told her it was GIANTS! HAHA.so dumb la.after that we went to a farn show with sheep.where ari and alesia were terrified of the dog.just after watching the cute baby sheep and the aheep being sheared, we ate lamb.lol.it was damn delicious i tell you.after that,we went to the boradwater beach resort in busselton where we stayed with 9 ppl in the end.it was the best.cos it was 5 star and also because jiow let us play pool and there was an arcade and we went to the beach and laid in the darkness for like long.it was damn nice and cold and the stars were really beautiful.couldnt take a picture because it was too dark.it was also this night where gian started admitting things.for the past night we were teasing her that at night,she would leave the room to ANOTHER person's room haha.and on this night,while playing cards,she said " HURRY I LATE ALREADY LA!"haha."HALF AN HOUR MORE I NEED TO LEAVE ALREADY" or something like that.oh and when gian left her camera at the ice cream shop,the bus stopped and gian ran out like so fast and mr jiow was running behind[: no one managed to get a video unfortunately..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042058944618861410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/Rfj95WqWk2I/AAAAAAAAACA/xoN6FXWqT34/s400/IMG_0322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;william bay&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042058953208796018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/Rfj952qWk3I/AAAAAAAAACI/QKLsQTC0140/s400/IMG_0331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;gian and sam&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042058957503763330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/Rfj96GqWk4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/LSHepIqHJIQ/s400/IMG_0343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the treetop walk suspension bridge&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042058961798730642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/Rfj96WqWk5I/AAAAAAAAACY/JvwaoxiOhL8/s400/IMG_0351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;a speaker growing tree.lol[:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042058970388665250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/Rfj962qWk6I/AAAAAAAAACg/P_NA6dxqxMc/s400/IMG_0382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the cute little baby lamb&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042060739915191218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/Rfj_h2qWk7I/AAAAAAAAACo/IRwX1FT2Gf0/s400/IMG_0385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;whose father we ate.lol.joking.but it is a ram&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042060744210158530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/Rfj_iGqWk8I/AAAAAAAAACw/z6FW2LGDt7Y/s400/IMG_0391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;attempt at taking a picture at night at the beach(we look like ghosts)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DAY 4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;when we left,val thought she left her camera there and the teachers didnt answer when we told them so we were being pissed at them where we were like extremely dao to the teachers.bet jiow knew it cos he looked like he knew we were kinda angry so he left us alone.went to the caves,didnt get pictures cos it was too dark.then went to the canal rocks where because of the high tide, my shoes were wet for the rest of the day.went to the chocolate factory and bought lots and lots of chocolate before we went to the lighthouse.we had pizza for dinner at a restaurant which they had paper on the table and had crayons,so we all wrote different things on the paper.haha.and when jiow came over to look,anne had to quickly cover 1 part with stuff to save gian.haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042064635450528722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfkDEmqWk9I/AAAAAAAAAC4/vz3R586AyXU/s400/IMG_0400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;canal rocks&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042064644040463330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfkDFGqWk-I/AAAAAAAAADA/7En9B7HaVUQ/s400/IMG_0407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;view from the lighthouse&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042064648335430642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfkDFWqWk_I/AAAAAAAAADI/plUOtkqmiqY/s400/IMG_0409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE PEACEMAKERS [: PEACE TO ALL+ phil the bus driver&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042064661220332562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfkDGGqWlBI/AAAAAAAAADY/TRkfVKdKG-k/s400/IMG_0420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042064652630397954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfkDFmqWlAI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Gbb09SFy27A/s400/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;paper scribbles at the restaurant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DAY 5&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;river study today.at the moore river.michelle found a leech on her and started screaming and everyone ran out of the river.including me.i hate anything that is wriggly and slimy and like has no head no tail.its disgusting.today was the most fun day actually.we went to the sand bar and rode the waves.we went deep and when the waves were breaking,we all jumped and we all somersualted underwater,collided into each other.i collided into ari and my head hit the bottom.so my hair was all sandy.when everyone got out,we were all so groggy and rubbing ourselves cos it hurt alot.but it was fun.ironically,it was jiow who taught us how to ride the waves and apparently,he said when he saw the last wave.he said to he knew it was big risk or something like that.EVERYONE GOT WET.including jiow.except kunna.ah ohwell.we tried to push mr jiow in for revenge for splashing water on us in the first place.BUT we failed,he is difficult to push down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok,so we went sandboarding next.SO FUN!on both occasions,i fell,my stomach muscles still hurt alot la.as usual,jiow tried to show off by standing on the sandboard and as usual,we laughed.HAHA.but the worse thing was when ari got hurt.it was damn scary la,from my point of view.val and michelle's sandboard hit into ari's head.but no worries,girly has a head made of metal.hope you get well soon.after that we went back to perth and had dinner at this restaurant.we once again tried to convince jiow to name his daughter alesia but he said "i dont name my children after students i had bad experiences with"HAHA.oh and before dinner we went to this place and EVERYONE (except yan ling and i) were being emo la.like seriously emo.and you would never guess who started the emo thing.it was jiow.yes gasp all you want.after that,we had "party" in our room which was NO party cos everyone just sat there and ate the food we bought.HAHA.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042070279037555746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfkINGqWlCI/AAAAAAAAADg/ZWMEGyf8FGI/s400/IMG_0422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the twooners [:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042070287627490354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfkINmqWlDI/AAAAAAAAADo/0Oynqu2L7Ks/s400/IMG_0425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the sandbar&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042070291922457666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfkIN2qWlEI/AAAAAAAAADw/G7d3uRVIlQY/s400/IMG_0437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;posed emo shot of yanling and val&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042070296217424978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfkIOGqWlFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4BXekMrGH_Y/s400/IMG_0446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;skyline of perth.at sunset.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DAY 6 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;everyone was so sad.i did not shop.i tried to shop but couldnt.were separated from anne and val while ari,gian and i went to buy drinks.went around and around and around looking for them.so sian la i tell you.dont feel like buying anything and we could go back to the hotel.had macs for lunch in the end.before we departed for singapore.everyone was convinced we were going to move to perth when we grew up.oh how i miss perth.it was such a wonderful experience&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;phrases to use:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i'll put sand in your mouth"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"stop lying"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"you died-ed tomorrow"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-4697359002040662103?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/4697359002040662103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=4697359002040662103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/4697359002040662103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/4697359002040662103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/03/contd-day-3-went-to-william-bay-before.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/Rfj95WqWk2I/AAAAAAAAACA/xoN6FXWqT34/s72-c/IMG_0322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-2684139011159943814</id><published>2007-03-14T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T23:15:59.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IM BACK FROM PERTH!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i miss it already ]:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the perth trip was really an educational one.i actually learnt alot of things.that do not relate to geography.HAHA.like more stupid phrases to use.how alesia is even more scandalous than i thought she was.how arianna is girly.how samantha low is actually quite slow.how many times alesia and anne use the f word everyday.how leeches look like.how the waves in perth are like super strong.etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAUTION: THIS MARKS THE BEGINNING OF A SUPER LONG POST.YOU MIGHT JUST DIE BY THE TIME YOU READ FINISH THIS POST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAY 1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok.when i reached changi airport,my luggage was like miniscule compared to others.i thought i didnt bring enough or something.im serious.mine was like the smallest of ALL luggages.sadly,we didnt get to see mr jiow's son,but we saw his picture though.sat the plane ride between anne and julienne.with gian,steph and val behind us.this time i could push my seat ALL the way back and have a good sleep because it was gian behind me and i didnt have to bother.HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAY 2: we arrive at perth.about and hour's ride before we reached fremantle and then we went on this fremantle trail.australia actually has a bush that you can make instant soap out of.quite amazing.the sea is also like damn nice la.nice until cannot nice anymore.of course,you are talking from a point of view from a citizen of singapore,whose kallang river and singapore river is so damn polluted with who knows what.then we had lunch at fisherman's kitchen which served like the best fish and chips i have ever tasted in my life.ok then we left for a 5hr long bus ride to Albany.before that we visited the Gap and Natural Bridge where i helped valerie take alot of emo pictures.then we went to the western power wind farm which was extremely nice.i dont understand why people say they are an eyesore at all.next we checked in the metro hospitality inn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the highlight of the day.there was this fly in our room.so unfortunately,we did not have a fly swatter handy,so i used my insect repellent and kept spraying the fly with it until it probably died drowning in the repellent.HAHA.anyway,then others came into our room to play cards and there was ANOTHER fly.so we did the same thing again until our room seriously smelt of insect repellent.there were drunk people outside our room and ari was so afraid that they were going to rape her or something.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042025624262578882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/Rfjfl2qWksI/AAAAAAAAAAw/U_xmHE3t408/s400/IMG_0230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my bus ride partner.who was never there cos she was off playing cards,letting me have 2 seats all to myself [:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042025637147480786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfjfmmqWktI/AAAAAAAAAA4/OBm8ioFdR3s/s400/IMG_0234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;anne;alesia;arianna;samantha.that spells AAAS.haha.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042025650032382706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfjfnWqWkvI/AAAAAAAAABI/RqspmyGf0tI/s400/IMG_0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042025641442448098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/Rfjfm2qWkuI/AAAAAAAAABA/jABAJ0Gbzz8/s400/IMG_0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042025654327350018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfjfnmqWkwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/AK-lgNFk_z4/s400/IMG_0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;FPX commitee[:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042028725228966674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfjiaWqWkxI/AAAAAAAAABY/2AdRG2HXO4A/s400/IMG_0266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arianna;anne;steph;sam this time it spells AASS.HAHA.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042028733818901282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/Rfjia2qWkyI/AAAAAAAAABg/lyqlH4usP2w/s400/IMG_0267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;wind generators&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042028738113868594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfjibGqWkzI/AAAAAAAAABo/vAfXHtmmCu0/s400/IMG_0269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042028742408835906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfjibWqWk0I/AAAAAAAAABw/SE74BWSZVa4/s400/IMG_0270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042028746703803218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RfjibmqWk1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/vpehXo-Z-PQ/s400/IMG_0275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;wow its only day 2 and im tired of blogging already.i'll blog again later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-2684139011159943814?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/2684139011159943814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=2684139011159943814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-1968387348596702731</id><published>2007-03-09T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T03:48:06.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>off to perth tonight.so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is going to be such a fun trip.especially since its going to be with alesia gian chia yee.i mean alesia gian,geography.a particular teacher...so exciting to see/tease gian.&lt;br /&gt;i hope alesia gian;s older brother goes.he has the best jokes about those 2.cant wait to see what he says in front of them.HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway BYEBYE!going to be off to AUSTRALIA PERTH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-1968387348596702731?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-4761286516705317133</id><published>2007-03-06T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T02:58:53.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>geog trip on friday.its tuesday and i havent even packed a single thing.at all.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone needs me to buy anything from perth,tell me ok?             &lt;br /&gt;but i wont buy it for you.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so exciting to be going to perth,and being roomates with val and anne.ohmy,i cant imagine what things they are going to do.that sounded wrong so strike that out.ohwell ohwell.going to be such a busy day on friday.haha.making my ic with gian in the morning,go buy fbt shorts in the afternoon.pack in the evening.lol.maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bored right now.i shld do my holiday homework.but i dont want to.unless you are s0me weirdo freak from outer space,i dont think anyone in their right mind would want to do homework if given a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i know lianne is very scared of my swords right now.AHA!but arent they so cool?im just so fascinated by them as Dill is fascinated with the Radley Place.however i do not stand at the light pole a safe distance away from the swords.&lt;br /&gt;goeg meeting today and we were discussing who we wanted to sit with in the plane.gian is not counted cos she will be already seating with someone else[: so obvious la.if you dont know who i am talking about,ask yourself where have you been the last 1000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 years to not know such general knowledge,it is as common as the knowledge of breathing.so unless you dont know how to breathe,then yeah.if you still dont know who it is,you can just go kill yourself now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway for people who read/watch bleach.i never knew rukia was so bloody good.i thought she was some lousy pok shinigami who could only use kidoh and doesnt even have a shikai.but my impression of her has turned 360 degrees.she is like bloody powerful like hell,she could just go kill herself now.wont spoil it for those who havent read/watched.all i can say is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sode no shirayuki&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-4761286516705317133?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/4761286516705317133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=4761286516705317133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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love the toilet which has NO queue.&lt;br /&gt;according to dr foster,the S3 adventure camp is actually a secret plan to get to love school more.i supposed it kinda worked,cos i would rather have been in school doing chinese and physics lessons than go that horrible camp.i am sunburnt.ohwell.i dont have pictures right now so i might post them another day.if im horribly bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH THAT WAS LIKE THE MOST HORRIBLE DAY OF MY ENTIRE 15 YEARS OF LIVING.it was raining when we got to costa sands.not like a light drizzle,it was like a not too heavy shower.we had to walk in the rain with all our heavy bags through the park like some illegal immigrants who have no place to stay so we decided to stay in the park.when we got to the park,our shoes were already bloody wet and all muddy and yucky.so yes,lucky us got the tent which the instructors pitched to show the rest.haha.so we didnt have to pitch the tent.after that,we had to walk along the muddy field carrying the tent across.we chose a spot near the path so we wldnt have to walk through that much mud.yup.then later we had to go back and get our bags,walk in the rain again and put our stuff in.&lt;br /&gt;after that we had some amazing race shit thing which was NO amazing race cos our group just found one and we started trading answers with people.we had to do this in the rain also by the way.everyone was like shivering from the wet and cold.&lt;br /&gt;then we took a bus to kallang after lunch for dragonboating.the kallang river is seriously polluted,cant singaporeans be more considerate and not throw things inside.its such a disgrace to singapore compared to other countries whose rivers are like so clear and nice.sat next to danella for dragonboating.that part was fun.until the BLOODY hell instructor threw pails of the horribly polluted kallang river water over us.then another school of boys who were also dragonboating decided it would be fun to catch up with us and splash water on us too.so we smart girls had a wonderful array of words awaiting them;assholes and bastards were some of the nicer ones.we even had hand signs for them! how nice of us.anyway yeah,apparently the place only has one shower in the girls toilet.so yeah,the instructors let us use the boys shower.HAHA.wow,we finished so fast i tell you.and the ones who didnt want to bathe there were like still waiting after we took our own sweet time showering.yup went back and took dinner.we gathered around in one whole group like refugees.&lt;br /&gt;after that,we went our night walk through the mangroves without the torchlights.haha.went with danella,yanling and lianne.but we walked so fast that we caught up with group in front of us.so the instructors will scare them and we wont be scared cos we have already seen them.lol.so we would just passed them and say HELLO! the first one tried to scare us still then danella was like "shhhh,why you make noise?later you wake the birds up they shit on you!" then lianne says "yeah,your head already got birdshit!" then the instructor says "you will see more of our faces later on!" and then i say "you mean we will see birdshit on the way?"&lt;br /&gt;lol.anyway yeah,then danella said "eh can you try scaring us?we never get scared lor" to another instructor.haha.yup,after we went back to our tent,and i was so tired i just fell asleep like that.i forgot one thing,our class's instructors were pretty pearl and sally.actually sally was steven and i dont know who made sally up but from then on we just called him sally from then on.he always says " i know my english not good la" and he was gay with polly,whose name is patrick.haha our class is whacked.whacked as in the "just-escape-from-mental-asylum" kind of whacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to costa sands for rope courses which i didnt do cos i cant climb/balance on my injured foot.lol.after a while,it looked like it was going to rain so we begged dr foster to bring us back to our tents cos some of us went to hang our towels over the tents for them to dry.uhuh.went back,it was super hot.and then it just suddenly rain until nobody's business.so we sought shelter in the chalets there.classes started cheering and playing games and all until we were damn sian.anyway we still had to walk back in the rain anyhow and we found that the rain gave us a little wading pool in our tents.and our stuff were wet,sleeping bags soaked.wow.anyway,we then proceeded back to costa sands for our "gala night" which was dumb.SUPERFOSTERS.lol.okok,then after all that the camp person tells us because our tents are no longer suitable for us to sleep in,they tell us we are going back to school.and we all cheered!&lt;br /&gt;we had to pack our stuff in like 15 mins.&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;FUCK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;all the instructors who kept telling us we were late for the bus.i was soaked not by the rain,but by my sleeping bag,cos i had no time to roll it up properly and because it was all wet,and i hugged it,i also became all wet.anyway when we got back to school,i changed and then i went to share ONE sleeping bag with gian and val.3/1,3/2 and 3/3.haha.i was super cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up,had breakfast and nice pretty pearl gave me plasters for my foot which was like full of blisters.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to a corner with sticky icky/sally who asked us dumb questions.and when he asked me what i feel i need to improve on myself after attending this camp, i said " i feel i should not be to gullible to believe camp instructors that our food is arriving soon."cos the stupid van broke down and our lunch was delayed by&lt;/span&gt; like hours and we were all dying.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the courts to do some relay thing.after that we all went back up to the hall and had the end of camp speech.where we confirmed our suspicions that sally and polly are gay.ah actually they were just playing along but never mind,strike that out.after that did evaluation forms,drank one bottle of coke among the whole class and instructors and took class photo.went down,took coffee and then took a taxi back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah,val and alesia kept coming over to our class and cheering for us.haha.i feel so tired.i will post photos when i get them and feel like it.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY DORALYN CHAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-7087359084857806331?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/7087359084857806331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=7087359084857806331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7087359084857806331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7087359084857806331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-i-am-back-from-refugeetorture.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-4476504540246168358</id><published>2007-02-28T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T02:45:53.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.today was a fun day.want me to tell you why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if you say "no",i will still tell you anyway..HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everyone knows what half the class of 3/3 has on wednesday 1st and 2nd periods dont they?unless you are dumb and have not realised this from my previous posts,its geog ok?&lt;br /&gt;so anyway,FINALLY got back geog essays but NOT our written tests.wow mr jiow marks damn fast la, which is NO fast cos hes bloody hell slow.haha according to him,lianne's essay and my essay got good marks apparently because it was easy and simple to read??i kinda take that as an insult in some way.so what?our essays not cheem enough ah? i got 22.5/30.wow that is only half a mark higher than alesia gian.damnit la,that is not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;ah anyway,i did not mean to digress from the real story.let me show you as i always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*anyway,he proclaims to the class that he and his wife are expecting their 3rd child in July*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after class:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam: so mrJ,why dont you name you daughter ALESIA? i mean its a nice name and all...&lt;br /&gt;mrJ:im not in the habit of naming my children after my students.but i do have a dog named CLARISSA.or was it my rodent? oh its my monkey...&lt;br /&gt;clarissa: OI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah things cannot get anymore obvious.unless he is SO dumb,he shld have gotten our drift by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,was supposed to pon training today but good lil me decided to stay.joan came back to train today.HAHA.updated her with audrey on the present netball club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,we took a "leisurely stroll" around the school.haha.not my fault im still injured is it?[:&lt;br /&gt;went down,did ball drills which is NO doing ball drills cos i didnt do it.haha.and then had to play some dumb thing where you had to be an elephant,a cockroach and a seal.lol.damn funny.then we played concentration until the end of the session,wow.what a wonderful training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've realised i am horrible at concentration.ohwell,i aint a concentrated person,im quite diluted.HAHA.lame joke there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry gian if i keep talking about you,its just that you are too interesting and is always the talk of the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-4476504540246168358?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/4476504540246168358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=4476504540246168358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/4476504540246168358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/4476504540246168358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/02/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-8225656377430673272</id><published>2007-02-25T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T04:23:10.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.went to watch danceworks today.to support valerie and lianne and of course our school! but more valerie and lianne.met gian,anne,julienne and alyssa at toa payoh.went to buy flowers for them.wanted to buy white carnations but aiyah,cannot find.HAHA.thanks anne for the lil byakuya you bought me! then we went to long john silvers.where i was surprised with a cake! haha gian,i'e got 2 and you only had one which said "dumb".HAHA.thanks all.&lt;br /&gt;then we all decided to take taxi since you know we were all kinda late.but there was no bloody taxi.so we ran across the road again and again because we cldnt decided which side to hail the taxi.anyway yeah,we finally reached and we managed to watch val and lianne dance[:    they were both very good.dont be discouraged,the judges just didnt see how good yall were.&lt;br /&gt;after their dances,anne and i went to the arcade,our favourite place.daytona.sadly,im afraid im losing my touch.i actually went out of control.anyway yeah.went down again and talked to val and lianne.poor ppl cldnt go out if they didnt have the anti-drug ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;went to burger king later.sat and ate and talked the usual nonsense with the usual nonsensical ppl.ju,anne and gian of course.after results, we all went to the mrt station.walked fast.haha.and anne went to mph and just cldnt decide what book to buy cos they were all so fricking expensive.&lt;br /&gt;took the mrt back with gian.we were nice ppl and gave up the 2 seats to this family.they had this cute little boy who kept wanting to touch *ahem* gian's bracelet thingy which is NO gian's bracelet because it was alyssa's. the boy was so cute,after gian left,he stood up and suddenly took my hand and started playing with it...-.- lol.and then suddenly he just crash into me and like hugs my legs.and wont let go,lol.his father had to pry him out.weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah,then came home.haha,gtg eat dinner already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-8225656377430673272?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/8225656377430673272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=8225656377430673272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8225656377430673272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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TGIF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usual boredom during class.only 1 surprise in the day... IVE GOT 20/20 FOR MY HIGHER CHINESE SU YU TEST.this has never ever happened in the history of samantha woon.unless you count primary school.but even then i dont think i've got full marks for a chinese test before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so happy today,thinking alesia's favourite teacher wasnt here and that there was a free period.so smart me when to tell everyone not to take their geog books.cos it was just being heavy.haha.and in the end what happens? tay yit min comes and tells the class to do some dumb mindmap on coasts using the textbook.wow.and here i was being so happy with that "free period".dumb jiow. OMG GIAN DONT KILL ME.take away my free period.you shall pay...(which is NO pay because i aint going to kill you or there will be no entertainment in my life anymore besides alesia gian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to j8.first i went off with gian to meet her auntie.then take mrt there.changed gian's slippers then went to meet gian's mum to change some shirt or something.and after all that,anne xue hadnt even reach yet.went to look at ankle guards until anne came.then we went to macdonalds.sat there and started our usual conversation which is NO conversation because we just practically talk rubbish.anne went off to get class t-shirts printed.she was supposed to come meet us again later.after gian sat around macs and got bored of discussing our families,we called anne.she bloody hell didnt pick up.so we called someone else's phone.and then we just wasted away his phone bill by talking shit. anyway anne didnt come back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so gian and i went to comics connection.wanted to see if there were nice bleach keychains to buy for myself.haha.then went to sembawang music to see cds.then we went to the library to "discuss" OM.haha.just the two of us.and this lady comes up to us and asks us where the dictionaries are.we say we dont know.so she leaves.then she comes back and asks us how to spell "cheesed off" or however you spell it.it means pissed off by the way.i say its like the cheese we eat the cheese.she thinks its the chisel kind chised or something like that.anyway,i convinced her it was cheesed off.then before walking off,she insults me.she said " you know,you two look like twins.except you have a wider face.but your eyes look the same".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WHAT THE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT FRICKING LOOK LIKE ALESIA? YOU MEAN I LOOK STUPID?I HELPED HER OUT AND THIS IS HOW SHE SHOWS HER THANKS? WOW.FIRST PEOPLE I SAY I SOUND LIKE HER? NOW I EVEN LOOK LIKE HER? WHATS GOING TO HAPPEN NEXT? AM I GOING TO BECOME DUMB?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save me if that is the future that awaits me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha compare and contrast this post to yesterday's post to alesia gian...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-2676476373689857618?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/2676476373689857618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=2676476373689857618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/2676476373689857618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/2676476373689857618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok_23.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-7141228807218553668</id><published>2007-02-22T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T01:15:37.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR ALESIA GIAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no im not an italic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH ALESIA! this is the 3rd year since i've known you.thank you for always making me feel smart and always there to curse teachers with me.thank you also for always teaching me maths online or over the phone when i know its extremely troublesome to teach me maths like that.also for all the drawings you did over msn.thank you for always making me laugh no matter how bad a day i have (although its at you most of the time).you really crack me up.like an egg.haha.no thanks for the scratches and beatings you give me.but its always nice to slap your face.lol.thank you for not getting back at us when we tease you so immensly or slap you in the face or make fun of you.and its always nice to have a friend like alesia gian.BECAUSE SHE IS A NICE GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is past your birthday by the way.its full force for me and anne to tease you.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU GIAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-7141228807218553668?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/7141228807218553668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=7141228807218553668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7141228807218553668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7141228807218553668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-my-dear-alesia-gian-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-8554866349501101512</id><published>2007-02-19T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T05:51:34.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd day of Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People came to our house today.so when i woke up,had to change and go down and help prepare stuff.by the time i got down,my parents were like bringing in lots of mee rebus,mee siam yeah.like seriously ALOT.then ppl started coming.drinks finished fast so i had to walk to 7-11 to buy more.like 18 packets of soya bean milk,12 cans of green tea and 12 cans of lemon tea more.i amaze myself sometimes...DAMNIT IM STARTING TO SOUND LIKE SOME EGOISTICAL DUMBSHIT.cancel that part out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i came back,played tai ti or whatever.which is alot like poker.tai ti is boring.so barely 1 game later,everyone just started doing their own things and staring at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went up to watch shows by myself and all for like 1 and a half hrs,cos its quiet and noone is upstairs in my parents' room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then started to play "deng" with my cousins.the game has since then changed to "bankai".HAHA.let me explain...&lt;br /&gt;it all started with kelvin's hitsugaya keychain.they have alot in common actually.kelvin has alot of white hair and hitsugaya has white hair.anyway,we all realise that we all watch bleach!lol.so yes.then kelvin started with the "magic formation" craze with his coins.everyone followed suit.it came to a stage where my eldest cousin threw out his card and said "BANKAI" instead of "deng".LOL.might i add that this cousin of mine turns 21 this year.so you know,slowly,the game changed to ppl saying bankai when they "deng".OH and its "shikai" when you have 1 pair.haha.i have crazy cousins.when it got too hot,it was apparently because of everyone's reiatsu (spirit power) levels.and if anyone was on a winning streak and suddenly started losing,it was because the person's inner hollow was coming out.lol.watching bleach runs in the family.&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH,and my 21 year old cousin,when he "bankaied",he would turn on this music in his handphone,the one which always plays when ichigo bankais.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,now i know exactly how crazy my family is.oh and my sister and i put our coins in the magic formation of six in chinese.cos you know,sixth division for byakuya.AND WE WON ALOT OF MONEY! proves how god byakuya is.he is just too strong for others to handle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit im going crazy too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-8554866349501101512?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/8554866349501101512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=8554866349501101512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8554866349501101512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/8554866349501101512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/02/2nd-day-of-chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-6530450410604141836</id><published>2007-02-16T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T02:41:44.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CNY celebrations today.lianne didnt come ]:&lt;br /&gt;HOPE YOU GET BETTER SOON LIANNE KOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last post about alesia gian.because she doesnt want me to post about her anymore.i report too many scandals about her. so HER NAME IS NOW ALESIA BAK KWA DUMBSHIT GIAN J*** CHIA YEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even need to fill in the blanks you shld know what are the missing letters.if you dont,you can go kill yourself now and ask where the hell have you been the last 10000000000000000000000000000 years that you dont know such common knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after CNY, val, anne,gian and i stayed back to do OM.cos we are 1 month behind schedule.discussed props.then we took a taxi to cineleisure.watched epic movie.it was the lamest show i have ever watched.met alot of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that anne and gian went home.cos stupid gian forgot she was supposed to have reunion dinner.dumbshit.&lt;br /&gt;me and val went to do other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope alyssa didnt elope to thailand.she didnt leave me anything...if she did then erm oh well i cant stop her from doing what she wants can i? [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-6530450410604141836?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/6530450410604141836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=6530450410604141836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6530450410604141836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6530450410604141836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-celebrations-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-3331043405235886438</id><published>2007-02-15T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T03:15:57.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awwww poor lianne has torn/strained her ligament.so its probably swelling up like mine did.its the curse of our row,jasmine watch out,you're next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school passed pretty quick today.my favourite was of course english,its like free periods,he lets us do anything we want.oh and it was total defence day also,they made us drink newater.i didnt want.it has a horrible aftertaste.so i "accidentally" left it under a table...its not my fault im that forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYW was being annoying today.she has a major problem that FPX-ish person._ _ _ _ her.she has this _ _ _ _ed up face thats so _ _ _ _ed up till you can just die.especially the face she makes when she tries to look intimidating.its just so _ _ _ _ed up,_ _ _ _ed up until nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school was kfc with anne,gian and ju.yup.basically ate and laughed at gian,which is something we do very often.oh and if anyone is interested in the guy that gian is cheating with on j_ _ _.please contact me,i have his number.cos i stole it from gian.serves her right for doing who knows what to my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i puked so much that i lost weight.all i had to do was look at pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried anne,i tried.i really did.but i just couldnt control myself.im sorry,i know you are disappointed.but do know i tried my best.its just that looking at them,its impossible for a human to contain themselves.please understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-3331043405235886438?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/3331043405235886438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=3331043405235886438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3331043405235886438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3331043405235886438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/02/awwww-poor-lianne-has-tornstrained-her.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-6123108868712316086</id><published>2007-02-13T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T06:12:28.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damnit.being the forgetful person i am,i walked home happily forgetting to hand it the bloody physics graph.blah im screwed,hope shes not in a pms-ing mood tomorrow.im going to put it in the pigeon hole first thing in the morning tomorrow,and i even stuck a post-it note on it saying "sorry miss [insert surname here],really forgot to put the physics graph in your pigeon hole yesterday.sorry."&lt;br /&gt;damn now the word sorry looks funny to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a geog test tomorrow.yup.and i havent studied yet.HAHA,first thing in the morning some more.jiow said it was his valentine's present to us.bet it would have been a whole lot different if alesia gian was in our class...[: im so screwed for chemistry,i find it fun,but i find it hard to understand at the same time.the formation of ions thingy.im screwed for A maths too,so hard to keep up,i feel like taking the pen and stabbing it into my head.lol grotesque thought.but really,lianne has to explain to me so many times.smart people like lianne and rebekah can grasp the concept,while im left wondering...today's emaths just made me all sleepy but my recess coffee ,made me all awake again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're just so indescribable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the horror would be just too much for anyone to take.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA,you didnt think the emotionless samantha would say something good out of that line would you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-6123108868712316086?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/6123108868712316086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=6123108868712316086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6123108868712316086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6123108868712316086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/02/damnit.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-1272318298099545573</id><published>2007-02-12T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T02:59:26.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello there.had OM meeting today finally with everyone except amanda.we finally have our whole plot down and have decided on the props needed for it.realised we are still going to have to make 3 backdrops.but ohwell,have to make sure we dont do it 3 days before the competition.HAHA.i would love to tell you our plot now and whos playing the characters but unfortunately people who are frm other schools who are doing om might stumble upon this blog and take our idea.HAHA.of course,unless those schools are as last minute as us then yeah,they'll take it.&lt;br /&gt;im so proud of the OM group,managed to actually concentrate this time,despite a few distractions but weirdly enough,the group always manages to get through it.HAHA.ok i realise im using alot of HAHAs.wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;we seriously have need to do lots of catching up after chinese new year people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the following message is meant to be threatening and not funny to my OM group members*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER CHINESE NEW YEAR,EXCEPT FOR VAL WHOS DANCE FINISHES ON 25TH FEB,I KNOW THE REST OF YOU DONT HAVE ANYTHING IMPORTANT SO YOU BETTER COME FOR THE OM MEETINGS HELD USUALLY ON MONDAYS AND ALSO WE MIGHT MAKE IT ON SATURDAYS AND SUNDAYS TOO YOU UNDERSTAND?! OR I WILL PERSONALLY COME SLASH YOU WITH MY SWORD(YES MARK MY WORDS I WILL GET A SWORD) INTO A MILLION TINY PIECES AND USE YOU FOR CONFETTI AT THE FINALE OF OUR SKIT.UNLESS YOU WISH TO BE THROWN INTO THE AIR AND FLOAT DOWN AS TINY PIECES OF CONFETTI,YOU BLOODY HELL BETTER GET YOUR ASS DOWN TO OM MEETINGS SO WE DONT NEED TO STRESS SO MUCH WHEN THE DATE COMES NEARER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im only thinking of you [:&lt;br /&gt;dont think im really going to slash you into a million tiny pieces if you dont come,&lt;br /&gt;I WILL SLASH YOU INTO A BILLION TINY PIECES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your kind understanding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-1272318298099545573?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/1272318298099545573/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok,im done with blood+.watched all 50 episodes already.haha.good anime,nice and violent.only thing i didnt like about it was the love story sub-plot.you know,probably what alyssa lim would call sweet and all that stuff...but if i look past it,its a good show.lots and lots of killing here and there.haha,im such a saddistic person.only question now is actually,what the hell am im going to do while waiting for bleach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD STUDY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want to.its so study-ish.no fun at all.no fun.im sad.in sec 3,its nothing but test after test after test...its like a giant chain of bloody tests.ah.my parents went to watch some unknown old singer's concert today and my sister went to my grandma's house,so im all alone.have to do my english descriptive essay,study physics and die.haha.yes die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner,Idle around,E for something else.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going crazy.........wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.ok,so maybe E is for the many e's in wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored.i need someone to entertain me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-7647790835084354945?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/7647790835084354945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=7647790835084354945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7647790835084354945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7647790835084354945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/02/okim-done-with-blood.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-2495543767631889581</id><published>2007-02-09T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T06:31:37.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow.im blogging.haha.&lt;br /&gt;havent been blogging firstly because there aint nothing interesting about my life lately and cos i've been too busy studying for bloody tests and watching blood+.haha.get it?bloody tests?Blood+.nvm,i dont get the joke either.&lt;br /&gt;friday is the best.why cos,its the goeg lesson which gets the most interesting [:&lt;br /&gt;here is the conversation,i wasnt in it by the way.&lt;br /&gt;MrJ:so clarissa,who helped you with the problem?was it lianne?&lt;br /&gt;lianne:no it was sam&lt;br /&gt;*talks about something and the map is mentioned in the conversation*&lt;br /&gt;MrJ:how did you get the map?&lt;br /&gt;lianne:OH gian gave it to me.&lt;br /&gt;MrJ:which gian?&lt;br /&gt;clare: YOUR gian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.that was fun.gian is probably going to hate me again for this post but it is totally worth it.so i am taking the opportunity to blog while gian is away at ODAC camp.HAHA.with *ahem*.anyway,i would like to say Blood+ is a good anime to watch while waiting for new bleach episodes to come out.haha.why?cos there is a kuchiki byakuya lookalike in the show.AND AS YOU ALL KNOW BYAKUYA IS THE COOLEST ANIME CHARACTER EVER CREATED. haha.and this byakuya lookalike is called haji,who just wont die no matter what the enemies do to him.be it stab him,crush him,slice him,he just returns back to normal,as if nothing ever happened to him.&lt;br /&gt;besides that,im getting highly addicted to japanese songs.especially anime opening songs.i cant stop playing them.and the funny thing is,i have absolutely no idea what the hell they are talking about except for like a few words here and there.wow,i'd rather listen to songs in a language i dont understand than listen to chinese songs.haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway o level results out today.there were like 3 announcements just announcing and repeating the marks.haha.and of course, the president of the FPX did erm,just as we expected.aint she super pro huh anne and gian?only she would be able to get those kind of marks.so good until er,as anne would say "so good until your mother died".lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-6316313655534407503</id><published>2007-02-02T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T06:31:37.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.its an absolute must to blog about today.yes it is.lets start with E maths test,was fairly easy,but already made careless mistakes.chinese was the usual,everyone being noisy and lao shi telling us to keep quiet,how low our standard of chinese was etc.of course,as usual,no one was paying any attention to her.&lt;br /&gt;alyssa is still really cracked up about the mongolian joke,and no it isnt a racist joke of any kind.since 3/3 had late recess today,we all sat at the sit-up benches and were all talking about nonsense and how disgustingly sick it is some ppl actually like other ppl.shant go into details.then came CME,had to come up with good points about going steady with someone,wanted to say nothing but then i cldnt sit down because i didnt have any answer.so being the smart me,i asked around,asked the people who are MORE "experienced" with this kind of thing.after cme was geog,the MOST INTERESTING LESSON OF THE DAY I TELL YOU.let me put this in the form of a conversation like lianne did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*after class ends,Mr J asks clarissa to help him carry the extremely lightweight maps..and lianne and i stay back to wait for clare since dr foster isnt here,so being late to class wont make much of a difference*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MrJ: so who is going for the geography trip to perth?&lt;br /&gt;Sam: oh me,anne,val,ALESIA GIAN(in a louder voice),julienne,stephanie...&lt;br /&gt;MrJ:how about tiffany and cherie?&lt;br /&gt;Lianne: oh yah,them too&lt;br /&gt;Sam and Lianne: AND ALESIA GIAN&lt;br /&gt;MrJ: didnt you mention her already?&lt;br /&gt;Sam and Lianne: OH YAH,AND ALESIA GIAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.that was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-6316313655534407503?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/6316313655534407503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=6316313655534407503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6316313655534407503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6316313655534407503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-1830845425877009702</id><published>2007-01-31T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T05:45:06.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blah i am 100% completely absolutely positively sure that i failed my literature test.it came out on Boo Radley,the character i studied the most,and didnt have time to complete it.i screwed up a few quotations too and wrote only a bloody 3 and a half sides.right,now got to run a bit more after my ankle heals,need the leg muscles to stand outside class...ohwell&lt;br /&gt;stupid dumb fire drill that cldnt happen during the lit test today.said it was a real fire at st gaeton's block.so dumb.people actually screamed.and our class just sat and laughed,not caring that we were being "burnt alive".&lt;br /&gt;ah yes,we have chosen our roommates for geog trip already.Anne and Val are going to be my roommates.THE JAP PEOPLE.ok maybe now it shld be the EX-JAP PEOPLE.haha.and my group is going to be us three,alesia (who is obviously of course going,i mean its a GEOGRAPHY trip and GEOGRAPHY teachers are taking us there,what possible explanation can there be for alesia to NOT be there?),stephanie and julienne.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for the geog trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS TWOONE LOTS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-1830845425877009702?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/1830845425877009702/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-7580094896782698796</id><published>2007-01-24T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T20:08:02.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah.i am at home now.while everyone is at school.sounds nice?it really isnt.why you ask? cos im stuck in my room,i cant go up or down to watch tv or find something to eat in the fridge.i cant go to school until monday.cos of the "smart" person who came up with the idea of the homeroom system.unless of course,i will only attend every other period.i spend the next climbing up/down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;come on,it cant be that bad you say? ok.i spent five minutes walking from my bed to the toilet,which is about a metre ,ok,and i think the swelling has gone down,i cant see it through the bandages but i hope it doesnt look like a molehill anymore.and all this wouldnt have happened if i had just ponned training.why the hell did i have to feel guilty at the last minute and attend it.ergh.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i dont miss too many important lessons.im damn freaked about this year,i can just feel failure looming ahead.so anyway,im taking the time to plan out our SS project due next thursday and geog proj due next friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ankle might be hurting but what really hurts the most is that I CANT GO TO EAST COAST PARK ON SUNDAY ANYMORE WITH MY TWOONERS.I WAS SO LOOKING FORWARD TO IT!IM STILL IN THE PROCESS OF BEGGING/PURSUADING MY PARENTS TO LET ME GO IF I CAN WALK BY SUNDAY AFTERNOON...&lt;br /&gt;and i was so looking forward to a day of fun with the twooners i miss so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU ALL WHO HELPED ME WALK/LIMP TO THE CANTEEN AND ASKED HOW I WAS.REALLY APPRECIATE IT. ESPECIALLY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANNE XUE PEI YING&lt;/span&gt; WHO REALLY REALLY SPEND I THINK LIKE 10 MINUTES HELPING ME WALK TO THE CANTEEN AND RUNNING TO GET ICE FOR ME.AND MARIANNE TOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-7580094896782698796?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/7580094896782698796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=7580094896782698796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7580094896782698796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7580094896782698796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/01/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-136789282964871120</id><published>2007-01-19T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:04:38.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday was an interesting day. the FPX has a new member we added in.its extremely astonishing at how fast the FPX is growing,i unfortunately can no longer keep track of them.&lt;br /&gt;lunch with anne and alesia at the food court.cos it was friday and as everyone knows,friday is the day where we are most poor.so we obviously had to find something cheap.sat and talked for awhile before we decided to go buy food.and the cleaning lady kept walking past our table while we were eating.she was super anxious to collect our utensils or something.talked some more and anne left for her 4 o clock tuition at like 3.40.wow.&lt;br /&gt;so i dragged gian to take the mrt with me.haha.thanks alesia,for walking for 15 minutes because i made you take the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;came home,dropped dead on the sofa.until i was revived once again at about 6pm.had pizza for dinner.lol.and no,this time there was no waiter to spill pepsi on me and into my soup.damn,no free chicken wings either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those in my OM group and are reading this post right now,please note that we will be having our very first OM meeting on monday.for those who cant make it,TOO BAD FOR YOU.haha.no actually,you can come on tuesday.cos according to the table,most of us are free on monday(except valerie), tuesday (except amanda and clarissa) and saturday(except amanda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss twoone so much.twoone,where i wasnt afraid i was going to be paired with some horrible person.i hate cats by the way,they are so yucky[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-136789282964871120?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/136789282964871120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=136789282964871120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/136789282964871120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/136789282964871120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/01/friday-was-interesting-day.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-3368176635232037687</id><published>2007-01-17T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T04:31:05.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first netball training of the year today.the sole of my left shoe came up halfway running.lol.so i had to buy superglue and scotch tape to put it back.i swear,people on the mrt train were looking at my shoes.i saw some guy looking and laughing.cos it was all taped up at the top.at least i didnt use duct tape right?&lt;br /&gt;super tired today,8 rounds for PE and 6 rounds for netball(or less...)[:    played mostly games which was quite enjoyable actually.&lt;br /&gt;had class photo also.i realised our class is kinda crazy.when the photgrapher said :"put out your finger!" quite a few people half put up their middle finger,and the photographer took it without warning us.lol.damn i wonder whats going to happen when the photo comes out.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,the perth trip briefing was today.cross my fingers that i got selected and cross my fingers again i dont get a particular person for my roommate.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah i miss twoone alot.why cant we be together.after all the unfairness we have suffered through,after all the extra maths and science lessons as well as philosophy lessons we were given,we should have been given a chance to stick together.note the extreme unfairness of the school unto the pioneer batch of the so called STAR programme.and it isnt us whos going on some STAR school trip.we suffer the most and the next batch gets the credit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-3368176635232037687?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/3368176635232037687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=3368176635232037687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3368176635232037687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/3368176635232037687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-netball-training-of-year-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-973239286040619750</id><published>2007-01-15T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T03:09:53.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok dinner last night.watched sydney video and luckily,i didnt do anything stupid..unlike my sister and azel[:&lt;br /&gt;oh almost burst out laughing after i heard something that relates to xiaoping.[: lucky no one saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,the bloody timetable changed again.i promise you,the school changes timetables like nobody's business.yet they dont realise that we are the ones who get affected most.deadlines of projects have been pushed up because of the bloody timetables.i still have stupid 4 late days,equivalent to those in 3/1 who have 1 subject more than us.ridiculous aint it? oh and then theres some stupid su yu test on thursday which im probably going to fail.first chinese test of the year and im so confident im going to fail already.wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went gladys's house with lianne to do the script of our lit project.noticed alot of errors but i cant change them cos they are photoshopped in.and i dont have photoshop.gladys's couch is extremely nice to sleep on.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great,now got to learn the bloody su yu for chinese.damn,sometimes i wonder if taking higher chinese is worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-973239286040619750?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-5717247833339876662</id><published>2007-01-10T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T02:56:26.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.i am sick.with cough and flu.bad virus spreading around these days.lianne and becky also have sore throats/cough.my sister caught the flu too just today.must have passed it to her when i was in her room[:&lt;br /&gt;well,we're supposed to share arent we?&lt;br /&gt;anyway,the day i get an excuse letter from netball training,they cancel it...and its changed to saturday or something? i dont know la.&lt;br /&gt;oh and did i mention gladys seah is now officially the chairperson of 3/3? *gasps and gets a heart attack*lol.&lt;br /&gt;doing maths these days is just getting more tiring and tiring.or in the words of ms chong,its "tedious".the teacher just keeps throwing sum after sum at you and make you do them.i am seriously getting sick of quadratic and simultaneous equations,with my one pg long workings.&lt;br /&gt;physics is boring.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry is amusing.&lt;br /&gt;english is boring&lt;br /&gt;chinese is boring,but im sitting next to gian and anne though[:&lt;br /&gt;literature is traumatising&lt;br /&gt;social studies is stupid AND boring&lt;br /&gt;geography is slack as ever.which is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah,i still have to do my stupid chem practical worksheet about stupid chromatography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS TWOONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-5717247833339876662?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/5717247833339876662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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the first week.finally.&lt;br /&gt;lit class wasnt so traumatising as yesterday,in fact,it wasnt traumatising at all!yup.&lt;br /&gt;the most traumatising part was probably not having my twoone classmates with me,talking about classes,or just total crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just not the same without twoone.it kills me to not be with twoone.&lt;br /&gt;damn i never knew i was so attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS MY TWOONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I LOVE MY TWOONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-4554814766459363990</id><published>2007-01-03T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T04:16:03.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of school.dragged myself out of bed today,as it is with every school day.anyway,got dr foster as my form teacher.extremely difficult to understand him with his australian accent.somehow,his accent is ALOT worse than the people in australia.i could understand the people in sydney.but not him...&lt;br /&gt;missed all twooners not in 3/3,especially ones in the usual clique.its so weird without them around.&lt;br /&gt;after school,met up and went to pizza hut for lunch.talked about our day and class,and about our holidays and where we got our lameness from.&lt;br /&gt;then went popular,and home with the valeries.&lt;br /&gt;im going to miss the clique alot.&lt;br /&gt;we must make it a point to go out for lunch at LEAST once a week so we can talk about our classes.and also so we wouldnt drift apart too much.please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-4554814766459363990?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/4554814766459363990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=4554814766459363990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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awake so late.&lt;br /&gt;so we celebrated the new year at the gallery hotel.most boring one i have ever been to in my life.then again,its only been about 14 years of my life.but you get the point.dinner was supposed to be a lil formal but heck i wore jeans anyway.who cares.ok maybe my parents did.not the point.&lt;br /&gt;we were latest there.and this time,the waitress SERVED us wine.i ask,why can they serve us wine and the lady refused to give me some in australia? after dinner,we were bored.so poh wei and hui peng went over to the only 2 computers they provided free internet service.being the bored people we are,my sister and i, aaron and azel decide to check out the hotel.so we take the lift down and work our way up.after realising that there is absolutely nothing to do in that hotel,we decide to go back up,sit down and stare at our parents,hoping that they would see us being bored and maybe bring us over to clarke quay.as we were about to enter,the guy at the counter,seeing how bored we are(must have been our expressions), tells us this," if you are looking for something to do,you can always check out the pool on the 5th floor or you could go clubbing on the 1st floor".i walk away thinking"yeah right,how the hell are we going to get in the club.the eldest amongst us being almost 17."&lt;br /&gt;so we decide to check out the pool.and we realise that if we go out,we cant go back in without some hotel pass.then we sat around some chair area and tried playing heart attack which kept us very entertained in australia but somehow not in singapore.so we walk along the singapore river for quite long.yes.then we all go back and drink more wine...until we started playing hit the balloon to the person on the other side which i found out i am quite good at.&lt;br /&gt;then the hour before,people started getting high,hotel staff were running around banging the ladles and pots.and everyone was blowing the party whistles and stuff and shouting.countdown began and when it struck 12,everyone was exchanging happy new years with people who are absolute strangers.some dancing began.&lt;br /&gt;and im bored already,not much happened later.so yes.goodbye people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-1087216778212777629?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/1087216778212777629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=1087216778212777629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1087216778212777629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/1087216778212777629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2007/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00492378099464543799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-5481973930533607432</id><published>2006-12-28T01:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T02:13:35.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>deathnote 2 with miss gian and anne today at j8.reached at 11 but because anne was late,i went to buy tickets first.got the shock of my life when i got there.the queue was like super long,to the next shop.so i quickly went to queue.so as i queued by myself, crossing fingers the tickets dont sell out,anne and alesia arrived.oh and it was funny cos while i was queueing,these 3 boys walk up the escalator, see the queue and shout out "WTF".haha.anyway,they sold out of movie vouchers so i bought the tickets,lucky cos we got the back row and the lady said it was the last 3 seats together one.super lucky.and cos i bought the tickets,i got to keep the postcards thingys.although gian tried fighting for them...&lt;br /&gt;went to popular and waited while gian tried to get her 3 dollars back.bought a pen...&lt;br /&gt;went to buy popcorn and nachos.then went in to the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;the theatre was like filled.&lt;br /&gt;movie finally started after a gazillion commercials and stupid gian was asking whos who cos she apparently has very short term memory.movie was much funnier than the first one.lol.happy sweets.and that stupid looking mask.im still amazed L didnt die of diabetes.he practically breathes sweets.hes like super funny.&lt;br /&gt;when the movie finished,gian started asking whos who again...oh and she knocked down our remaining popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;went to macs and sat there eating and talking about om and our holidays.and who we would kill first if we had the deathnote.oh and alesia gian paid 35 cents for fries.&lt;br /&gt;then went to NTUC and to the library.saw a stupid guy holding his umbrella like some kind of sword...weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;and we all went home.oh and there was these girls walking next to us who watched deathnote too,and said the stupidest thing..."omg it was so sad la,i cried"...who the hell cries watching deathnote?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,alesia gian is a wonderful girl................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-5481973930533607432?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/5481973930533607432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-6082631318924698248</id><published>2006-12-28T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T02:13:30.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>deathnote 2 with miss gian and anne today at j8.reached at 11 but because anne was late,i went to buy tickets first.got the shock of my life when i got there.the queue was like super long,to the next shop.so i quickly went to queue.so as i queued by myself, crossing fingers the tickets dont sell out,anne and alesia arrived.oh and it was funny cos while i was queueing,these 3 boys walk up the escalator, see the queue and shout out "WTF".haha.anyway,they sold out of movie vouchers so i bought the tickets,lucky cos we got the back row and the lady said it was the last 3 seats together one.super lucky.and cos i bought the tickets,i got to keep the postcards thingys.although gian tried fighting for them...&lt;br /&gt;went to popular and waited while gian tried to get her 3 dollars back.bought a pen...&lt;br /&gt;went to buy popcorn and nachos.then went in to the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;the theatre was like filled.&lt;br /&gt;movie finally started after a gazillion commercials and stupid gian was asking whos who cos she apparently has very short term memory.movie was much funnier than the first one.lol.happy sweets.and that stupid looking mask.im still amazed L didnt die of diabetes.he practically breathes sweets.hes like super funny.&lt;br /&gt;when the movie finished,gian started asking whos who again...oh and she knocked down our remaining popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;went to macs and sat there eating and talking about om and our holidays.and who we would kill first if we had the deathnote.oh and alesia gian paid 35 cents for fries.&lt;br /&gt;then went to NTUC and to the library.saw a stupid guy holding his umbrella like some kind of sword...weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;and we all went home.oh and there was these girls walking next to us who watched deathnote too,and said the stupidest thing..."omg it was so sad la,i cried"...who the hell cries watching deathnote?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,alesia gian is a wonderful girl................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-6082631318924698248?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/6082631318924698248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=6082631318924698248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/6082631318924698248'/><link rel='self' 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we're going to be "celebrating" the new year and some hotel's boring dinner and dance.what a "great" way to start off 2007.better get my ipod and maybe a pack of playing cards.i might just die of boredom there and not live to 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn this sucks.i want to sleep more,i want to slack more.i dont want to wake up at friggin 6am every morning.i dont want to do my homework.i dont want to listen to theories.i dont want to speak chinese or write chinese words.i dont want to learn new formulas.blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-614498675793572775?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/614498675793572775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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christmas pot luck thing from my uncle's house.&lt;br /&gt;i hated the lift,it had some security thing and you could go up but you cant open the door...unless the owner lets you in...so we went up and down and up and down until we gave up and called my uncle to just come down with the stupid security pass.&lt;br /&gt;watched some funny show and then went to play xbox.&lt;br /&gt;others sang karaoke,which me and my cousin find extremely amazing that neighbours didnt complain.&lt;br /&gt;im bored already and my homework is still incomplete.damn im screwed.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell,there is just no inspiration for me to write and my brain cells arent in working mode to do bloody algebraic problem sums.they just suck.it seems our school is the only school who finds that giving year end holiday homework is necessary.we wldnt even have the same teacher for goodness sake.blah this sucks.i have absolutely no christmas spirit at all.it doesnt feel the same as the past christmas-es.and i have no idea why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-770524085192632006?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/770524085192632006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=770524085192632006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/770524085192632006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/770524085192632006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/2006/12/right.html' 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decided to post that picture of the seafood platter thing.which looks absolutely delicious by the way.can you see my gigantic fish and chips in the back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010898663260969106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RYpJyQ0mWJI/AAAAAAAAAAg/V1Bshbc4iRM/s400/IMG_0205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;giant christmas tree at darling harbour.everything in australia seems giant dont they.even the people there are super tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-7052538441436468081?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RYpJdg0mWII/AAAAAAAAAAY/LsWFSq3rSeI/s72-c/IMG_0208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14305949.post-7116355702964711087</id><published>2006-12-20T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T03:42:27.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so let us continue from yesterday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the sydney trip,i found out that my parents and their friends are weird.found out where i got my lameness from too.anyway,the most exciting thing was probably sand-boarding,except i didnt like climbing the horribly steep sand slope,and the ride to the sand dunes,it is amazingly bumpy and i got more injuries sitting in the bus then riding on the sand dunes.maybe that was where i got all the mysterious bruises from.we spent most of the time in darling harbour and the jet ride was super fun.its this super fast speed boat which makes the most fun turns and etc.i got major wind burn and wet despite the coat i was given.had delicious fish and chips there,they are the best.parents had some seafood platter which included lobster,oysters,fish,squid etc,and it costed them AUD125.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh we stayed in the novotel and we gave them comments.we suggested them having a pool table and an arcade for our entertainment,since everything in australia closes very early.so now,our names have become kurosaki ichigo,we live in soul society and our email is &lt;a href="mailto:weneedimprovements@weneedimpovements.com"&gt;weneedimprovements@weneedimpovements.com&lt;/a&gt; or something like that anyway.had fun chasing seagulls around and i would like to add that the food there comes in amazingly big portions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we didnt buy much because of the exorbitant prices there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and while we were at port stephens,where everything is quiet and all,we decided to drop by the supermarket and buy cup noodles and eggs to have a cup noodle party...while the children played card stuff,the adults were discussing our weird,mentally unstable tour guide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they have lots of lunches on cruises,went dolphin watching and we personally saw more jellyfish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we found an arcade and spent ALOT of money in there playing daytona and house of the dead.i am pleased to announce i have not lost my touch and have managed to win 2 our of 3 games,lost the third cos azel and aaron decided to plot to crash me at the turns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate lots of ice cream too.and we gave remaining 8 tokens to some guys cos we had to leave and they were so happy.and it was only enough to last them like 2 games..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if you think australia is hot right now,you are really mistaken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway thats just about the nice things that happened in australia.oh we got free room service also cos the guy who delivered the food didnt ask us to sign some paper but left saying" g'day mate"haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah,im also proud to say that i have survived around 5 to 10 "getsuga tenshou's" and bankais of the delusional "kurosaki ichigo".shows that im even more powerful than all the other enemies ichigo has ever encountered,maybe they shld consider putting me on the show...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010572529214314610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__o6GZpmdWSI/RYkhKw0mWHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpeGISy0e6g/s400/PC150036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am very tempted to add extremely stupid pictures of my sister and azel,but unfortunately,my sister might kill me.and i cant exactly hide considering i live with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14305949-7116355702964711087?l=the-grinreaper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-grinreaper.blogspot.com/feeds/7116355702964711087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14305949&amp;postID=7116355702964711087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7116355702964711087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14305949/posts/default/7116355702964711087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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