<?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-34862229</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:22:58.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34862229.post-8726111019821447475</id><published>2007-10-04T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T10:24:14.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i am bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maple's patching.&lt;br /&gt;no one's talking to me on msn.&lt;br /&gt;i have no life.&lt;br /&gt;i am a loser.&lt;br /&gt;i am a loner.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a hermit in maple.&lt;br /&gt;and so i am in real life.&lt;br /&gt;the definition of "hermit":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. a person who has withdrawn to a solitary place for a life of religious seclusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just that it's not religious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. any person living in seclusion; recluse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now suffering from maple withdrawal symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;oh! someone save me.&lt;br /&gt;from this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bibliography :  definition of HERMIT taken from www.dictionary.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-8726111019821447475?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/8726111019821447475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=8726111019821447475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/8726111019821447475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/8726111019821447475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-9182491383265282344</id><published>2007-09-28T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T12:34:32.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm seems like I haven't updated for long xDD yeahhhhhh 5 papers over, 4 more papers left :D I WILL SURVIVE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. yesterday i was trying to change my skin but blogger wouldn't let me do it so i got pissed off and kinda "closed down" my blog. But i have "opened" it again!! :D But it's been so dead for so long :/ ah who cares. ughhh now cbox is not working with me! so annoying!!!! i bet when i decide to find another tagboard, it will be FINE. it's just to test my blood pressure you see. Just testing how long it will take for one of my blood vessels to burst!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. Tomorrow's Saturday!!!! YAY. I LOVE saturdays :D but not this saturday. I have to STUDY. Like so many other poor student souls out there :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-9182491383265282344?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/9182491383265282344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=9182491383265282344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/9182491383265282344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/9182491383265282344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/09/hmm-seems-like-i-havent-updated-for.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-3272785692502596476</id><published>2007-09-14T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T10:35:23.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ughhhhhhhhhhh &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MEP SUCKSSSSSS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i HATE COMPOSITION!!!! hahaha and history was easier than expected&lt;br /&gt;xDDDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-3272785692502596476?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/3272785692502596476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=3272785692502596476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/3272785692502596476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/3272785692502596476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/09/ughhhhhhhhhhh-mep-suckssssss-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-8773667012446498242</id><published>2007-08-20T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T14:11:15.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've this sudden interest to write lyrics again. now i need to write melodies. but with no guitar or piano background, oh wells, anyone care to work with me to write songs? if not i have to LEARN to play some chord producing instruments. but that's just a CHORE. maybe i should've taken up the piano instead of the guitar. actually, i kinda like the piano, although it's really just pressing some wooden things, and the that the piano can be blamed for allllll the intonation problems. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmm I think I'm not going to do well for MEP this year, my paper was done horribly this term, and i can't play my pieces well and the practical assessment is like ONE MONTH away. oh wells. good bye a1 and scholarship and 880i/660i. I've managed to conclude some things about myself. There are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; I'm stupid&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have small eyes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm ugly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have no life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not that anyone really cares. But yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-8773667012446498242?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/8773667012446498242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=8773667012446498242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/8773667012446498242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/8773667012446498242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/08/ive-this-sudden-interest-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-1062146477485534113</id><published>2007-08-14T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T14:26:17.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I haven't been updating my blog. The last one was that EMO post. But now I'm feeling HAPPY! Not really, actually, I almost died 15 minutes ago. Well, Sharifah D. was being crazy and suddenly screamed BUS! to Cherlyn. That was when I was about to swallow my drink (Blue Ice, some cooling drink thingy, minty minty kind of this) and I choked. Well, being choked is not the BEST kind of feeling. The drink was like just stuck there, neither going up nor going down. I couldn't breathe! And yeah. I started tearing. Then Sha D was just there continue being crazy and I was there dying. So yup, that was the first time I cried in class =D due to the lack of oxygen =D It's okay, Sha D, I forgive you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roar. I got 13/20 for Geography! Yay! At least I didn't FAIL like last term! 8/20 xD Hey! I improved by 5 marks k! So yeahhh I'm feeling QUITE happy now. Oh yeah last week we got back our Science papers and I got highest in class!! =DDDD And also, I got a distinction for the Rio Tinto Science competition =D Hehehe!!! So yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The National Day Holidays went by like POOF. IT was like SO fast. I went out to watch ALONE on Wednesday. O.M.G. It was HELL freaky! DON'T watch it, if you haven't. If you have, you know how freaky it is =D Thursday I had a BBQ at my house, invited my father's friends and families to my house. It wasn't really a BBQ, we kinda ordered cartered food. Ha but it was still enjoyable. :) Friday I went to watch Rush Hour 3. Damn sick lar. But funny too :D I can't really remember what happened during the weekend. It was all a blur :X (Or maybe I'm just lazy to talk about it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo!! CCA's in like 5 minutes! hahahaha! 4 minutes now. BUHBYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-1062146477485534113?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/1062146477485534113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=1062146477485534113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/1062146477485534113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/1062146477485534113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/08/okay-i-havent-been-updating-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-1123879137232402300</id><published>2007-08-07T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T18:56:03.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why do i even bother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why do i even care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you don't bother listening to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because of you, i worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because of you, i'm scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he was right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i doubt everything there is to doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe this was the fairytale i wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but not quite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for so long it lasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i'm starting to see the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;confusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyone contradicts each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not sure who to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in this world i'm just a person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with feelings that are fading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i laugh yet cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hide it inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tell me, tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not sure anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-1123879137232402300?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/1123879137232402300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=1123879137232402300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/1123879137232402300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/1123879137232402300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-do-i-even-bother-why-do-i-even-care.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-4492568709268393976</id><published>2007-08-02T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T17:10:22.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg omg omg omg! STRESS! Left with History, Literature and Maths. Okay. HISTORY'S TOMORROW and I'm like using the computer. I CAN'T STUDY. MY BRAIN IS GONNA POP SOON. and I'm PISSED OFF because SOMEONE  PANG SEH-ED ME. yeah yeah say yes and then PANG SEH ME. FINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH and I HATE TCHAIKOWSKY!!!! WHY COMPOSE SUCH A DIFFICULT PIECE AND MAKE ALL THE MUSICIANS IN THE WORLD SUFFER?? WHY?!!!!!!!  ARRRRGHHHHHH PISSED OFF!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-4492568709268393976?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/4492568709268393976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=4492568709268393976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/4492568709268393976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/4492568709268393976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/08/omg-omg-omg-omg-stress-left-with.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-6980473753036060273</id><published>2007-07-24T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T12:53:00.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boo!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick =( oh wellsss one day mc =DDD hahahahaaaa. And suhaila's sick with me =x Weee~!&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why. my brain is high but my body is dying. lolssss&lt;br /&gt;oh welsss&lt;br /&gt;LET'S MAPLE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-6980473753036060273?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/6980473753036060273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=6980473753036060273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/6980473753036060273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/6980473753036060273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/07/boo-im-sick-oh-wellsss-one-day-mc-ddd.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-2996899637878395136</id><published>2007-07-22T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T16:33:24.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now my destiny can begin&lt;br /&gt;Though we will have our difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Something strange and new is happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now my life doesn't seem so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's the best that I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;Gave my love to him finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Finally, Fergie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wonder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-2996899637878395136?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/2996899637878395136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=2996899637878395136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/2996899637878395136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/2996899637878395136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally-now-my-destiny-can-begin-though.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-5767531035870902969</id><published>2007-07-17T18:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T18:42:04.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woahhhh today was a horrible day!!! Maths test. Okay it wasn't THAT bad. Oh wells.. Got nagged at by the NAGGER again (usual stuff actually). Cello lesson. Gosh I can't do the freaking vibrato T.T Roarrr maybe i shouldn't have taken up cello. Maybe I should've just taken up piano. So much easy diao. And i seriously need to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after Cello lessons I met up with my Good Friend and my monkey friend (see previous previous previous post). We took taci together I was like ka jiaoing them the whole way haha. So reach my hse liao. and then my hp fell out of my pocket in the taxi and the taxi drove off. OMG lar. So they helped me call my phone and the nice taxi uncle drove back to pass me my phone ^^ Yay!!! So I got my phone back! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And i'll prepare for my doomsday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-5767531035870902969?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/5767531035870902969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=5767531035870902969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/5767531035870902969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/5767531035870902969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/07/woahhhh-today-was-horrible-day-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-8632217420528253670</id><published>2007-07-17T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T15:00:48.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. I think I have been suck a horrible person who had had so many gfs and bfs. Sha D. I still love you. but yuxin stole me away from you. Don't listen to her when she say that it's my fault! it's not my fault!!! She stole me away from you!! aahhhhhhhhhhh But I really wish i could be by your side. Just by our side. Always. 4ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ever and ever! Until time stops. Yes. until time stops. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-8632217420528253670?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/8632217420528253670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=8632217420528253670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/8632217420528253670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/8632217420528253670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-8255775919828801637</id><published>2007-07-04T20:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T21:00:01.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I lost the Holberg Suite score. So what? I bet there're scores missing that they don't even know about lah! Damn I shouldn't have said I lost it. I don't get it. What's the use of admitting you're wrong when you get the same punishment? (Example: You stole bread from the bread cupboard at home (diao) and like ur mum comes and ask if you stole the bread. And you say no you didn't. then ur mum found out you stole the bread then kena whack. OR you say yes. then u also kena whack.) So where is the justice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that has no justice. The rest and relax recess thingy. We were supposed to play Holberg Suite (I'm getting quite sick of it) and Emperor's Waltz (Ms Yeo has this known yet not understandable fascination about this piece) and now, we're only playing the Holberg Suite and the people who played at the Istana the Emperor's Waltz and Hungarian Dance are going to play those pieces again. Ha. How fair is that? I don't blame those people. You should know who I'm blaming. It's unfair. Weren't we supposed to take turns performing? They said those who did not perform at the Istana will perform for this. But yeah we're performing. HOLBERG SUITE. But we're playing that with the whole team. Argh. So where is the justice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't make me remind you of what happened to me last year. Yeah. So where is the justice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where IS the justice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-8255775919828801637?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/8255775919828801637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=8255775919828801637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/8255775919828801637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/8255775919828801637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-i-lost-holberg-suite-score.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-8223408437733966438</id><published>2007-07-03T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T20:52:18.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>roarrr I have no life. And Maple's going to be played less now.. Because school started. Sighs....&lt;br /&gt;And I got a new pet in maple!! Hehehess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQs0URbHH9I/RopEH8OZmzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/S2-xswRX0Yg/s1600-h/puuuuu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082950032657324850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQs0URbHH9I/RopEH8OZmzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/S2-xswRX0Yg/s320/puuuuu.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Omgs my monkey so cute right??? puuuu~~ =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQs0URbHH9I/RopD18OZmxI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uztHaTTE6_8/s1600-h/haolian.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082949723419679506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQs0URbHH9I/RopD18OZmxI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uztHaTTE6_8/s200/haolian.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good Friend getting punished for being hao lian -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay okay.. back to reality, MY BIRHTDAY'S COMING!!! YAYNESS. Todays tuesday so that's ..ummm..... wednesday, thursday, friday.... THREE MORE DAYS!! Hehehehehesss! Happy days. And then sunday have to do CIP DIAO. Nvm it's alright!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Roar Rest and Relax is coming!!!! Luckily we're not doing brandenburg. BUT i'd rather do brandenburg actually.. it's much more.. ENTERTAINING to play and listen than Emperor's Waltz and Holberg Suite which we are going to play... boooo... bradenburg!!!! Gosh now i'm like a double m freak (music and maple). okay that was lame -.- nvm I'll laugh. HAHAHAHA. Haizzz.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-8223408437733966438?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/8223408437733966438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=8223408437733966438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/8223408437733966438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/8223408437733966438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/07/roarrr-i-have-no-life.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQs0URbHH9I/RopEH8OZmzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/S2-xswRX0Yg/s72-c/puuuuu.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34862229.post-6697114923990075253</id><published>2007-06-25T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:23:10.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boooo!!!  First dya of school... No more holidays =( But it's okay!! Today passed really. Roar. And there was this Math homework that we were supposed to do that nobody did. It was apparently on the workshhet that said DO YOUR TEXTBOOK EXERCISES TOO. diao -.- so now everyone has to chiong. 3 exercise till Wednesday. It's rather fair, I might say. I love Mdm Surayah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... Projects really SUCK. GOSH. We have projects for almost EVERY subject EVERY TERM. Haiz.. And we all have busy schedules you know. It's difficult to meet up. CCAs, remedials, outside activites. Grr. Saddening... My group for lit and legacy have yet to complete our projects. Damn!!! I'm so stressed.. AND IT'S ONLY THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!!! roar!!! This just sucks -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrrrrmpphhhh&lt;br /&gt;-stressed-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-6697114923990075253?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/6697114923990075253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=6697114923990075253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/6697114923990075253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/6697114923990075253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/06/boooo-first-dya-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-8657197869514494854</id><published>2007-06-19T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T15:16:45.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Singapore! I just came back from Malaysia yesterday, at around 4. Woo I love Singapore! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family went to The Mines Resort City and stayed at the Palace of the Golden Horses. On the first day we went to the shopping centre nearby and shopped! hahaha!. I bought this REALLY cute bag with purple lady bugs. LOL. purple lady bugs!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day we went to KL and went to the tower and looked at it =/ lols. The shops inside were like really super high class kind. lols. and we had to run around to find the toilet. xD After that we went to another shopping centre and shopped. lols. I bought shorts and a belt =D lalalas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day we went home. LOL. yup just shopping and eating xDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-8657197869514494854?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/8657197869514494854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=8657197869514494854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/8657197869514494854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/8657197869514494854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-singapore-i-just-came-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-2273984608348249450</id><published>2007-06-14T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T22:34:22.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQs0URbHH9I/RnFR08kt6uI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7EOlSUeGEK4/s1600-h/Maple0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075928225078438626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQs0URbHH9I/RnFR08kt6uI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7EOlSUeGEK4/s200/Maple0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQs0URbHH9I/RnFR08kt6vI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eMw-DO9Pmxc/s1600-h/Maple0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075928225078438642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQs0URbHH9I/RnFR08kt6vI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eMw-DO9Pmxc/s200/Maple0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LALALALALA, I'm currently addicted to MAPLESTORY. again =D I've not been playing it for sooooo long so yeah. wooots. Here's some screen shots xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/34862229-2273984608348249450?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/2273984608348249450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=2273984608348249450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/2273984608348249450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/2273984608348249450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/06/lalalalala-im-currently-addicted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQs0URbHH9I/RnFR08kt6uI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7EOlSUeGEK4/s72-c/Maple0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34862229.post-1519771272179696892</id><published>2007-05-30T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T22:38:28.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pirates of the Caribbean is really good =) woots! watched it on friday, 25 may. Gosh Orlando Bloom is *hais* soooooo hot! Hahahaha! Okay I'm going absolutely crazy over him. Omgggg!! I think Johnny Depp is hawt too! In a weird twisted way =) But I can tell that he's a bit siao siao der. Willy Wonka vs CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow. Who's weirder? exactly! but yahhh johnny depp is hawt too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I watched Blades of Glory on Monday and it's ABSOLUTELY SICK I TELL YOU!! GARGHH!!!!! YUCKYUCKYUCK!!!! SICKKKK... LOL. yah and worse thing was i watched with guys. brrrr IMAGINE. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-1519771272179696892?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/1519771272179696892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=1519771272179696892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/1519771272179696892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/1519771272179696892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/05/pirates-of-caribbean-is-really-good.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-7681275605645835442</id><published>2007-05-26T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T22:18:08.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I be like the other people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;What's with them and their "have a high self-esteem (: " shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Does it really last forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negligence.&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judgement.&lt;br /&gt;We all are victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;Where does it exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;The question we'll never know the answer to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-7681275605645835442?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/7681275605645835442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=7681275605645835442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/7681275605645835442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/7681275605645835442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/05/jealousy.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-5708896073941556128</id><published>2007-05-23T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T17:41:52.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Tuesday, May 15, 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh.... The sleepover at Clarissa's was fun (: But sorry I had to leave early :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh i came the earliest.. And I was sitting outside the house like a bloody idiot =D yup. Ahhh next time i'm gonna come an hour AFTER the appointed time. Because I came at like exactly 6 and nobody was at home. Haiz. Only Sonia, Rebecca, Nisha, Edna, Me and of course, Clarissa slept over. We had KFC for dinner! Ooohh. Clarissa was eating DAMN slowly so everyone was staring at her. After dinner, Rebecca dragged me to dance in the middle of the road. Oh scary... Yeah! Hop skip skip! Hop skip skip! They took vidoes of us dancing! And we had the inspiration to take more pictures in the middle of the road!! =D Sonia, Nisha, Rebecca and I formed VWC in the middle of the road! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then the bus came and we had to go back. We had to wait for Edna to come at the bus-stop. Clarissa was blasting her phone's music and I was having spasms with her =D Soon Edna came and she walked past us, not acknowleding us.. WHAT'S WRONG WITH PEOPLE HAVING SPASMS HUH??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we went back to Claire's house and then played truth or dare. ohhh NEVER EVER EVER PLAY TRUTH OR DARE WITH EDNA!!! I feel sick thinking about it.. So YAH we went to bed. BUT Clarissa's brother came in to find Edna (OOOOHH) And the stood up until like 5! i was happy sleeping :) (I had only 6 hours of sleep the preevious night). When I woke up at (at 7.53am) I realised that Clarissa had like flipped the other side! haha. and Rebecca was awake! Edna onyl slept for like 3hours hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest soon came and we went to Mac's to have breakfast. Edna was killing her hashbrow with pepper. And created a special sauce which Rebecca and Edna said was nice (maybe because they were the only ones who dared to try it. But i tried it first k! ) The special sauce was made of :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salt&lt;br /&gt;Pepper&lt;br /&gt;Hotcale Syrup&lt;br /&gt;Jam&lt;br /&gt;Milo&lt;br /&gt;Pepper&lt;br /&gt;Pepper&lt;br /&gt;Pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy!! After that I dance with Rebecca on the road for a while and then it was Edna and Clarissa's turn to hit the road! They were acting all emo sitting on the curb. haha! I want the pics too!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-5708896073941556128?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/5708896073941556128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=5708896073941556128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/5708896073941556128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/5708896073941556128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/05/tuesday-may-15-2007-ooh.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-1852186100613712974</id><published>2007-05-03T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T19:58:41.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HAVE OFFICIALLY DIVORCED FIONA CHEE AI LIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel was our lawyer, Xinyun was our witness. Yayness!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-1852186100613712974?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/1852186100613712974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=1852186100613712974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/1852186100613712974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/1852186100613712974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-have-officially-divorced-fiona-chee.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-660122636840584516</id><published>2007-05-01T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T20:06:36.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! I'm feeling much better now =D okies okies. BUT I DIDN'T GO OUT TODAY. haizzz. i wanna da ban hao hao and go gai gai :( WHY OH WHY DID MY MOTHER NOT LET ME GO OUT?? haiz nvm. I know she had my best interest in mind^^ oh yeah i was so touched that she msged me on monday after loose canon to check if i was alright (: SHE NEVER DID THAT TO ME BEFORE!!! WEEE!! (at this point some people might think that my mother is some not-caring-about-her-children-and-only-about-their-studies-and-achievements kind of mum but noooo she's just actually really caring and I LOVE HER!! *shi jie zhi you ma ma hao*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was such a TIRING day. Because i was stuck at home having nothing to do, I watched hanakimi, chatted a while, then got bored of the com so i went to down to make soup and get food. Then yeah i decided to weed the garden with my father then i played with molly. And playing with Molly is really tiring u noe. yeah. After that i watched THE SOUND OF MUSIC!! (do mi mi, mi so so, re fa fa, la ti ti. so do la fa mi do re, so do la ti do re do!) And then after that i went to help my mother cook dinner! MUAHAHA i can cook okay!!!!!!!!! GRRRR.. Don't believe ask my mummy, my daddy, and my grandma =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies.. And I'm sorry darling, for saying I couldn't go out with you on tuesday. LAO PO! FORGIVE ME?? hahaha (now, at this point people would be like: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;OMG IS JASMINE LESBIAN??&lt;/span&gt; well, no! I'm just playing. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;OMG JASMINE PLAYS WITH GIRLS??&lt;/span&gt; NO LA SIAO! i meant it was just a little thing we did to make our lives more interesting. ) My dear dear lao po, Fiona! Sorry laopo, for cheating on you with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Rachel&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Xinyun&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Emmerlyn&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Vicki&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Zhijun&lt;br /&gt;&gt;SONIA (who so cold-heartedly rejected my proposal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lao po!!! Wo de zui ai!! I'm really sorry and I won't flirt with anyone anymore. Kaes?? MUACKSSSS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-660122636840584516?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/660122636840584516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=660122636840584516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/660122636840584516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/660122636840584516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/05/yay-im-feeling-much-better-now-d-okies.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-7697092145389824324</id><published>2007-04-29T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T13:10:27.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay so I played maple from 11pm to 3am on saturday morning and then from 8am to 12pm. And I went to sleep at 12pm. And when I woke up, I had a flu. And I'm still using 10 tissues per minutes (: My poor Disney princess tissues are running out :( Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I'll get an MC tmr. hehe. Yay! but I'm not sure if I'll still be sick. gosh. I wanted to go out today. Oh wells. I hope I'll be well enough to go out on tuesday. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. MEP practical is coming. :( And I'm not ready yet. haiz. I must remember not to do things so last minute. Gosh. I'm so stupid. Oh speaking of stupid, I PASSED MY CHINESE! YAY!!!! I'm really happy. Yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh! I haven't watched Bleach for 2 weeks! So yeah I'm gonna watch it now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay this is the end of my nonsense post (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-7697092145389824324?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/7697092145389824324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=7697092145389824324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/7697092145389824324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/7697092145389824324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-so-i-played-maple-from-11pm-to-3am.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-2694346573015527522</id><published>2007-04-27T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T22:54:31.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh. history paper was shit. I didn't finish it lar. like. "......because it was an" and the teacher announced" TIME'S UP!" i WAS LIKE. WTF?SO FAST. And hey! today's science was shit too :) They tested the the topics that we didn't learn! or they didn't teach! Red blood cells and roots?! Like wth? Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was the String E 07-08 committee election thingy. Difficult decisions. Oh wells. And it was raining which leads to the me not going home to sleep part. Which i wanted to do because of my big plan to play maple from midnight to 6am. haiz. I'm such a loser. Oh wells. Anyway when the rain finally because less heavy, we went to the bus stop. And when 31 came. VICKI TSE HAD TO GRAB DORISA grrr!!! anyway vicki tse sucks! yayness! ahhh don't worry la i'm not that xiia0 qiixX LOL. vicki i'm gonna give you hell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-2694346573015527522?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/2694346573015527522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=2694346573015527522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/2694346573015527522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/2694346573015527522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/04/gosh_27.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-611377315583445330</id><published>2007-04-22T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T16:19:56.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Cheryl's house yesterday. HER BROTHER IS A PERVERT! He was like molesting all of us (especially me T.T) and like he was jumping on us on the bed. goshhhh. SICKO! haha! And we had like a breakfast there (equaivalent to breackfast AND lunch). We managed to do all the filming for the chinese project yay! So yeah. Cheryl's brother is really sick. And he's only 8! I wonder what he'll be when he grows up. eew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. Friday was SYF. Everyone was like staring at this Hwa Chong guy. 1st violin, 1st desk. sitting next to the concert master. They all said he was so super shuai. haha but too bad he's gay with the concert master, we concluded, because lynnette said they were looking at each other with THE EYES before they began playing. Haha! But homos our age usually turn straight sooner or later. Ha! Weiling was just dying from all the guys around us. Haha!! See what a girls' school can do to us. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haah. Next week's CA week. ahhh stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-611377315583445330?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/611377315583445330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=611377315583445330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/611377315583445330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/611377315583445330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/04/went-to-cheryls-house-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-2895515935394792313</id><published>2007-04-19T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T21:19:04.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Vickitse!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess practice was bleah. Mrs sin had to brief us about the SYF and make us late for English. Oh wells. Lucky it was English. Ms Ang's so nice (: But we had to do SUMMARY. goshhhhh! I absolutely HATE summary. And following that was LIT. omg!!! Can somebody TELL ME what Mrs Lim's talking about??! I'm so gonna fail lit. AND HISTORY. Because Mrs Chua's choice of vocabulary is so.. CHIM. Haiz. but her notes really help alot (: Oh and geog. Omg. I don't know what topics are tested! and I'm gonna miss geog tmr because of SYF! gosshh. Nvm I'll get all the info from Rachelllll!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late for assembly for the stupidest reason-.- I left my wallet upstairs so I had to chiong to take it. i left my violin with fiona. Then the rest of the class was like still walking SLOWLY to the hall and I was like. FASTER FASTER! But They wouldn't listen. In the end we had to sit at the back. But luckily Mdm lenny let us move to our class. If not I'll be seperated from my darling for like so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! SYF is tomorrow! I've just done practising my violin. I'll realllyyy miss all the Sec 4s, altough I don't really show it during string. But I will! I'll miss Claire, Delia, Kailing, SONIA, Lynnette, Vickitse, Wang Qin, Xiao Xuan, Violet/Purple/Lavender/Indigo, Elizabeth, Natasha, Meng Mei, Yi Hui, Yan Xing, Xuan Han, And PK (sorry I don't know how to spell -.- ). I hope I didn't leave out any of the Sec 4s. Haha. And Claire and Delia has done a really great job as Concert Mistress, and I think we'll do quite well tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonia darling!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-2895515935394792313?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/2895515935394792313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=2895515935394792313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/2895515935394792313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/2895515935394792313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birtday-vickitse-recess-practice.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-3442999411639544075</id><published>2007-04-14T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T10:55:17.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grr.. art is so irritating. keep making us stay back for it. And it was 2pm! everyone has cca lar. hmph. oh well. I think no one in my group went. Or maybe Rachel did, because all the choir people were there. Oh wells. Let's fail art like i did in term 1!!! =DD YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. This morning everyone like came to my house to do fixing up of things. gosh. And I don't really like Saturday mornings. Because there's nothing to do. And I wanted to practice my violin but the people were in the room where i practice my violin. So i decided to practice my cello and then suddenly like 5 more people came into my house. So it was like so paiseh. And I went to play with Molly and today she's so guai (: She didn't fidget when i hugged her (: Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh speaking of Molly, yesterday I was walking here with my sis and dad. Why so many people? You'll soon find out. HA! yeah. so Anyway, we let her run around the field nearby (: Hehehe. She's so cute!! And she almost ran away but luckily i was eating an apple so she ran back to us because of the apple (: Oh wells! Anyway she was so dirty when we came back home. Because it was raining in the afternoon and it was like muddy everywhere. Gosh. She made muddy footprints everywhere. Hehe. Anyway yeah. I love Molly (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the last friday we'd be going to video world with the sec 4 seniors :( SYF is coming in 6 days. We have only a few more days together!!! but we there's still school and we still can see each other right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-3442999411639544075?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/3442999411639544075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=3442999411639544075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/3442999411639544075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/3442999411639544075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/04/grr.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-3478223117151773124</id><published>2007-04-11T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:06:20.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mep was bleah. We had to compose a song. gosh. not song la. just a verse ha. So yeah. BORING. And miss sim was pissed off at us for talking again. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQs0URbHH9I/RhzdE4jdXfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7b0ZH5_b8Vk/s1600-h/GREENTEA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052155957973179890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQs0URbHH9I/RhzdE4jdXfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7b0ZH5_b8Vk/s200/GREENTEA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hees. I have found out that i drink ALOT of green tea. I have 5 bottles of green tea collected from last week. LOL.&lt;p&gt;Gosh. string was BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!! guess what? we have to... PRACTICE EVERY RECESS =D HOW WONDERFUL! okay it's not the practising part that i don't like. It's the brining the violin to school and back the part that i don't like. pity the cellos. HA. But the double basses damn shiok lar. can leave instrument in school. so unfair. hmph!! but i don't expect them to bring it home too lol. it's like THIS BIG.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-3478223117151773124?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/3478223117151773124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=3478223117151773124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/3478223117151773124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/3478223117151773124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/04/mep-was-bleah.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQs0URbHH9I/RhzdE4jdXfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7b0ZH5_b8Vk/s72-c/GREENTEA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34862229.post-6455251356433711310</id><published>2007-04-09T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T19:22:29.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQs0URbHH9I/RhoyYyCePaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFhKQgOfGC4/s1600-h/DSCN0878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051405333379825058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="228" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQs0URbHH9I/RhoyYyCePaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFhKQgOfGC4/s320/DSCN0878.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wee~! I shall dedicate this post to Molly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see she's not really photogenic. hehe. but she's really cute in real life k?&lt;br /&gt;I shall tell all of you more about Molly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a cross breed. A local cross breed! It's rare you know! Because the government always wants to sterilised all the poor little pets. Molly's already sterilised :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What she always does:&lt;br /&gt;Bark&lt;br /&gt;Bite&lt;br /&gt;Run around like a mad dog (literally)&lt;br /&gt;Give a retarded look (head tilted to one side and tongue hanging out)&lt;br /&gt;Chew up whatever unfortunate thing that she touches. (eg. plastic bags, leashes. yes, she bites the leash. so we have like 4 or 5 leashes =D )&lt;br /&gt;Give the retarded look and drool whenever we're preparing her food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What she loves:&lt;br /&gt;A tummy rub!&lt;br /&gt;Playing ball! (she broke the squeeker)&lt;br /&gt;Destroying things (espcially the garden-- makes my father really mad that's why she's only allowed to run around the TILED backyard, where there is no GRASS, unless there is someont watching her running around the garden)&lt;br /&gt;Eating&lt;br /&gt;Eating&lt;br /&gt;Eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly's a good girl you know! She poops and pees at the correct place! And she learnt very fast!&lt;br /&gt;She's a smart dog! good doggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;Molly is retarded&lt;br /&gt;Molly is a smart dog&lt;br /&gt;Molly loves to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOVE MOLLY (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-6455251356433711310?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/6455251356433711310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=6455251356433711310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/6455251356433711310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/6455251356433711310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/04/wee-i-shall-dedicate-this-post-to-molly.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQs0URbHH9I/RhoyYyCePaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFhKQgOfGC4/s72-c/DSCN0878.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34862229.post-7966625009181343332</id><published>2007-04-09T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T18:36:44.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh. I just realised how much i'm lagging behind time. I need to keep up with time. KEEP MOVING FOWARD (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough with my self-encouragement. today was a horrible day.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, the timetable sucked!!!! and there was supposed to be recess art but LUCKILY!!!! it was called off. but i didn't get a good recess :( terrible. because i was only informed only after i bought food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. now i stink because i've not bathed yet (: hehehe. today margaret almost got caught for using her phone by Mdm surayah LOL. Margaret is PRO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Surayah: Margaret what's that under your table&lt;br /&gt;Margaret: nothing&lt;br /&gt;MS: What are you so busy with under your table? You have not been paying attention since the beginning of the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. and Margaret didn't get caught. *applause* Oh yeah, how would i know what happens to margaret? because now i sit 2 seats on the right of her. thanks to my favourite teacher, mrs william. Aisyah, Margaret, Rachel and I and now the "panel of judges" in the class. yay for us. and like wth. Today we had to see Mrs Goh for the first period and she said, while looking at me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"can you girls sit properly? i can see everything!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, since she was aiming her retort at me, i'm a girl not "girls" and, I'm not just any girl. I'm JASMINE. Say me name, baby! We students do not go by student A and student B or girl A and B. We have NAMES. So use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was terrible. lao shi was like asking us how to make the lesson improve. and i was sitting at the corner keeping my mouth shut. anyway i can't speak chinese. so yeah. whatever. chinese sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF is coming. 11 more days. wish the TKGS String Ensemble luck k? Because I don't think we'll get a gold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-7966625009181343332?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/7966625009181343332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=7966625009181343332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/7966625009181343332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/7966625009181343332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/04/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-4441517323325860274</id><published>2007-04-03T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T14:29:46.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gah. I'm currently PISSED OFF. Stupid PW!!!! hate it. Nvm I shan't vent my anger here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON SUNDAY,&lt;br /&gt;I went out with xinyun, fiona and rachel. we took neos and went shopping, well only i bought clothes. xha. anyway yeah. then we went to fiona's house to do the PW. and we did a bit of the FREAKING ART PIECE. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON MONDAY,&lt;br /&gt;i went with fiona to pointer's to cut my hair =D and the hair dresser was really weird. he was like is it the sun that revolves around the earth or the earth that revolves around the sun? and he kept asking and then i looked over at fiona who was sitting down trying not to laugh. and she did the diao sign.  then i burst out laughing. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY,&lt;br /&gt;I GOT PISSED OFF WITH THAT WOMAN. WHY? BECAUSE...&lt;br /&gt;okay, Jeanette didn't bring the Innosyn draft. But we brought the art piece that we did on sunday (unedited version) and then that woman came to our table during PW period. She was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so what have you done for me? (FOR HER??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[silence]&lt;br /&gt;okay where's your draft?&lt;br /&gt;[we didn't bring it]&lt;br /&gt;you know that you have PRRRRROJECT WORK TODAY WHY DIDN'T YOU BRING IT?&lt;br /&gt;[we brought the art piece]&lt;br /&gt;what's the use of bringing the art piece when u have no analysis of the music?? what music have u analysed? (well, we analysed THREE songs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she walked away. yeah. So i was really pissed because SHE WAS THE ONE WHO CHOSE THE TOPIC FOR US. WE DIDN'T WANT THIS TOPIC. (MUSIC AND ART) IT'S PURE CRAP LAR. WHAT RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN ART AND MUSIC? FIRSTLY, WE ARE MEP STUDENTS NOT A&amp;amp;MEP STUDENTS. WE DON'T A SHIT ABOUT ART. I FAILED ART! SECONDLY, SHE TOLD US TO EDIT THE DRAFT. WE DID. WE DID IT HER WAY! AND SHE'S STILL NOT HAPPY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-4441517323325860274?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/4441517323325860274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=4441517323325860274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/4441517323325860274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/4441517323325860274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/04/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-7717437888544391590</id><published>2007-03-30T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T22:47:39.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah! we had our History test today! It was half difficult half easy. Haha. I hate picutre sources. oh wells.. And today we had our SPORTS DAY. Before going to the Bedok Stadium, I went to Rebecca's house with Dorisa, Nisha, Lynette and Sonia. We had to wait for Sonia outside school for SOOOO long. ): anyway we entered Rebecca's house by climbing in through the balcony. HAHAH that was damn spastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah we ate fried rice there and Rebecca's sister Rowena was SO SUPER CUTE OMG. Whenever we sang ABC she would smile (: but she only smiles from A to G. And she doesn't smile at the other alphabets. So we just kapt singing A to G. and and and!! She grabbed my finger!! SO CUTE!!!! her fingers were like this small ---&gt; .   ahhh so cute!!!!! OMGGGGG ahhhh I WISH I HAD A BABY SISTER =D but instead I have a dog who bites and barks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPORTS DAY! =D our big plan to wear **** **** (check class blog =x) under our class t shirts was not accomplished. oh wells. 2e8 won the banner competition!! yay (: yeah anyway, it rained for one hour so everything was pushed back for 1 hour. and we were released at 6.38 instead of 5.30 =( weee 2e8 won 2nd place for 4x100m too =D yay!! I had a screaming competition with Rachel! weee! Fiona said I was louder =P lalalala!! and the mass the dance was just... (no word to discribe). It was like, we only did the first dance then everyone gave up and did the class circle thingy. SO FUN (: wee then the CONGA. LOL it's was ... also!!! HAHAHAH in the end everyone gave up trying to make a long line so they followed the tracks. weeeee SCHOOL BONDING!! HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-7717437888544391590?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/7717437888544391590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=7717437888544391590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/7717437888544391590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/7717437888544391590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/03/yeah-we-had-our-history-test-today-it.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-2083982766031012152</id><published>2007-03-29T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T20:55:22.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was terrible. First period was English, we presented our proposal for the entrepeneur project. My group totally cancelled out teddy bears and flour balloons. And so we're left with manicure service. It's only one service! I seriously don't think we can earn much. Oh nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was PE. Did the dance and Xinyun was leading the conga. HAHAHAH. The geog, then recess. OMG! RECESS SUCKED!!!! We had to see the william because of our project work. And woah damn shit lar. She kept scolding us. like, we did what she told us to do and now she wants us to do it again in another way and i bet after we hand it up she'll ask us to change it AGAIN. argh. to hell with the project work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then can Science then MT then History. Boring boring boring.......... And then it rained. And then the bell rang. GREAT. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's sport's day and there's a history test tmr. omg. School sucks. gah. gah. omg. I'm seriously stressed. AAAAAAhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it rains tmr (: Oh yeah i'll be wearing my sister's shoes and shorts. (to hell with wearing school shotrs). grrrr. nike air. hahaha first time wearing. see how poor i am. but the shoes a bit small. -.- oh wellss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-2083982766031012152?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/2083982766031012152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=2083982766031012152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/2083982766031012152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/2083982766031012152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-was-terrible.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-2091655846569505057</id><published>2007-03-26T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T20:58:01.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a good day, and a bad day too. Well, I shall announce the good things first so here it goes, well, Fiona bought me a monkey~~~!!!! I WON'T NEGLECT IT OKAY!! I'll love it as much as I love my other monkeys =D Don't worry worry worry =D So yeah that brightened up my day althought Jeanette had to keep dropping it. Poor Xiao Pang!!!! drop on the floor so many times. :( Now I know that I shall never ever ever bring soft toys to school!! Probably get sacrificed by Jeanette (JANET as Mrs Chua says) to the cement floor deity or something. BLEAH EVIL JANET!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the bad things. Firstly, Rachel didn't come to school today. :( (FIONA AND XINYUN PLEASE STOP SAYING THOSE THINGS ABOUT US!! Because you know it's not true and Rachel's getting irritated =O) So yeah, i had to sit in the dark dusty dingy corner of the classroom by myself. :( HOW LONELY! HOW DUSTY!!!!! NO TISSUE PAPER!!! And I absolutely adore guys who carry tissue paper about =) it's cute!! ANYWAY, yeah The only people I could talk to were Fiona and Xinyun. And they were most of the time busy discussing some STUFF among themselves. Always quarrelling about Maths. tsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd thing that was bad today: THE CHINESE TEACHER SUDDENLY SAID THAT WE WERE GOING TO HAVE A CA. and everyone was like: HUH?????? SINCE WHEN HAVE?? omg la. I'm SO ANNOYED WITH HER!!! How could she do this? and like at least say that we were going to have a ca on this week. like suddenly LET'S HAVE A CA YAY. wth??!! That's so MEAN!!! That's the meanest thing on earth! And we had like no dictionaries and you know me, MY CHINESE SUCKS!! I'm so hurt!!! NVM I SHALL FORGIVE. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the school stopped selling Heaven and Earth Green tea, I've been suffering from withdrawal symptoms. I'm sorry if I ever offended anyone =x So yeah. HEES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-2091655846569505057?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/2091655846569505057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=2091655846569505057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/2091655846569505057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/2091655846569505057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-was-good-day-and-bad-day-too.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-6049986659860466304</id><published>2007-03-24T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T16:21:25.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The first week of Term 2 has just passed. So many projects imcomplete.. English entrepeneur (how to spell) project, Literature trailer project, InnoSyn Project, Chinese News project, Claymation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to apologise:&lt;br /&gt;-to my literature group members for being such a lousy member, forgetting about the worksheet which we were supposed to draw the storyboard in, not helping in the making of the storyboard nor the script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to my InnoSyn Project group, for not doing anything as well, only writing a lousy solution that was really poorly written&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to my Chinese News project group, for my chinese being so sucky i can't understand the script even though it's in simple chinese and that i didn't do anything for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to my English project group, for also not doing anything, only presenting, and that was forced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to my Claymation group, for not helping with the background when i was supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a terrible slacker. And I know I don't deserve the marks that we'll get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-6049986659860466304?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/6049986659860466304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=6049986659860466304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/6049986659860466304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/6049986659860466304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/03/first-week-of-term-2-has-just-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-5474571100392413698</id><published>2007-03-02T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T20:42:17.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The String Ensemble and Dance, performed for the lower secondary assembly yesterday! hehehehe. didn't get to see the dance because mrs sin was rushin us away :( sad sad sad. Well, we played 2 pieces. And all my classmates said we played well (: Weeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch with classmates today (: at MacDonald's. Almost all of us ate nuggets. yupyupyup =D yummy. garlic chilli with mayo + fries=heaven. (actually, monkeys+roses=heaven) =X lalala anyway, Fiona and Xinyun wanted to buy clothes as there were like crazy sales in Parkway. In the end they didn't find anything LOL . And I bought like 2 tops from S&amp;K. Hahaha and the best part was, I WASN'T THE ONE WHO WANTED TO GO SHOPPING LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of shopping, I went back to school with Fiona and met Margaret and ZhiJun on the bus. And Margaret was so embarrassing. =X Oh wells. Reached school, while waiting for our (performing team) turn, a small group of us went to a little corner and practiced our SYF pieces =D (so hardworking right?) actually it was nearly half of the string.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then string started. boring boring boring.. oh and after string MISS YEO CORNERED ME FOR AN AUDITION. LIKE WTH? I WAS ABOUT TO LEAVE FOR ICE CREAM!!! AND SHE'S ALWAYS ASKING FOR AN AUDITION FROM ME LIKE LAST MINUTE!!!!! GRRRRRRR!!!!! AND I PLAYED REALLY HORRIBLY AGAIN. I HAD TO USE THE CONDUCTOR SCORE AND IT'S SO DIFFICULT TO READ BECAUSE HAVE TO LIKE SKIP THE OTHER INSTRUMENTS PARTS. LIKE WTH. AND MS YEO DIDN'T FLIP THE PAGE FOR ME FOR HOLBERG'S SUITE OMG. I HAD TO PLAY LIKE FROM MEMORY LA WTH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came back home and watched HANAKIMI =D woah so funny. I &lt;3 xiuyi and his roommate. what's his name again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random phrase of today: chilli crab&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-5474571100392413698?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/5474571100392413698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=5474571100392413698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/5474571100392413698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/5474571100392413698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/03/string-ensemble-and-dance-performed-for.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-392007593949550113</id><published>2007-02-27T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T13:17:16.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello happy people of the little dying planet called earth. =D How are all of you today? My mood is currently-day-dreaming. shut up xinyun, before you say anything that would make me get pissed off with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now we're all in the com lab having a lesson about blogging. how fun. that's why I can be posting some stuff, if you were wondering. Yeah. Loving free periods. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I borrowed Fahrenheit's album from Fiona today. And I supposed to lend her FIR and Twins. But i keep forgetting. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday Xinyun, Rachel, Fiona and I went to the Esplanade library to get the scores. Xinyun and Fiona were finding their duet thingy for MEP and they were also looking for a trio for us. We got a Joseph Haydn one. =D I'll be playing the cello, Fiona the flute, and Xinyun the piano. Rah. I can't read tenor clef =( the notes go so high i can't reach it =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bye for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-392007593949550113?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/392007593949550113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=392007593949550113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/392007593949550113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/392007593949550113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-happy-people-of-little-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-1335844419831357774</id><published>2007-02-15T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T20:19:19.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Bugis with Elizabeth, Rebecca, Edna, Chelsea and Elizabeth's friend. Had lunch at KFC. I had a feeling Rebecca and Edna and Chelsea were talking about Elizabeth and I behind our backs. And literally behind our backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah so Rebecca, Edna, Chelsea and I went to Bugis Street to look for accessories but to no avail while Elizabeth and her friend was at bugis junction. Then Chelsea had to go home): So we met up with them and Lovelyland. And they sell the cutest things there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then it was 4.45pm- time to go home. I had Theory lesson ): But they were slowly doing stuff and then they decided to take neoprints! omg. The neoprints were so DIAO. But yeah. So then I was like SUPER late for my lesson lar. Left Bugis at like 5.30 and the lesson started at 6.00. I chionged and caught the train then chionged and caught the bus and then i came home at like 5.58pm. =x Yeah but luckily the teacher was late. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-1335844419831357774?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/1335844419831357774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=1335844419831357774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/1335844419831357774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/1335844419831357774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/02/went-to-bugis-with-elizabeth-rebecca.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-1912211742237153467</id><published>2007-02-08T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T19:55:04.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM STRAIGHT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT CROOKED!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse all thought people who think I'm crooked. Because I'm not. Yes, I'm ashamed of my past. And I'm trying my best to forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now that I've declared that I'm straight, there's something amazing that happened today. MR HO SAID POOJA'S NAME. He usually would be like. "you ger, over there" then everyone would get confused because we don't know which "ger" he's talking about, so yeah. The whole class was AMAZED that he actually knew Pooja's name. He also said that he knew all the trouble-makers' names. MAGARET!! HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of Mr Ho. Tomorrow is Friday! How wonderful! After String, the normal people are going to eat Ice cream again! This time with elizabeth =DD (SHUT UP XINYUN, RACHEL AND FIONA!!!) And Edna is so so so so funny! LET'S EMO TOGETHER!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-1912211742237153467?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/1912211742237153467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=1912211742237153467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/1912211742237153467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/1912211742237153467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-straight-i-am-not-crooked-curse.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-7143241666095369776</id><published>2007-02-04T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T19:55:04.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hope my new skin is nice =) i think it's the nicest this year =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today I went shopping with Fiona and Xinyun. Fiona was late. She expected to reach Tampines in 3o mins from her house. In the end Xinyun reached first when I actually expected her to come later. but oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tampines Mall first then they couldn't find any bags but I found pretty slippers at Charles and Keith =D So then we went to Bugis. In the train on the way there, Xinyun and Fiona were being NERDS and reading their SHOU CE! Then there was this ang mo family. I think Australian, judging by their accent. And Xinyun kept giggling at the oldest boy. (I think he was 12 or 13) He was around my height. (VERY SHORT). Anyway he was QUITE good looking lar. And his little brother WAS SO CUTE!! hahahaha enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Bugis around 3pm. Bought CHICKEN YAKITORI. And we licked the sauce from the satay sticks ^^ After that we walked around Bugis junction and I bought a top. At the EDGE, Xinyun bought 1 top and Fiona bought 2 tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN they decided to go to BUGIS STREET. I was like I DO NOT WANT TO GO. But Fiona wanted to go, so Xinyun went with her. I went to the nearby Starbucks and ordered a Iced Mocha, Tall. Talked to the girl working there for a while, stoned, sms-ed, then i went back to bugis junction while Fiona and Xinyun looked for their "SAME BAG" at Bugis Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Topshop, NICE CLOTHES BUT $$$$ T.T Then went to Esprit. EVEN NICER BUT $$$$$$$!!! so yeah I went to seiyu to try to find anything to buy for a friend of mine. But to no avail (hahahaha AVAIL ^^). So then it was 5.45-time to meet up with Xinyun to go back home from the MRT station. Fiona was taking the bus. So then I met up with Xinyun to go home =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-7143241666095369776?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/7143241666095369776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=7143241666095369776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/7143241666095369776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/7143241666095369776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/02/hope-my-new-skin-is-nice-i-think-its.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-4461067345697868940</id><published>2007-02-02T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T21:43:32.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO RAHCEL NG SZE HUI!!! 14 YEARS OLD LIAO HORRRR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG SO LONG NEVER UPDATE. NOW I'M LIKE SO HIGH LA. EVERYTIME AFTER EATING ICE CREAM WITH FELLOW STRING PEOPLE AT VIDEO WORLD I FEEL SO HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had MILO ICE CREAM today! OMG DAMN NICE! I thought Chelsea was just saying it was nice but it wasn't JUST nice it is EXTREMELY DAMN NICE LAR!! Okay anyway, we were there half of violin 1, half of violin 2, and ONE cello. HAHAHAHA. It was Edna. I wanted Elizabeth to come but she couldn't, poor only cellist Edna. So today we weren't making SO sick jokes when we usually did. On Wednesday was DAMN sick but only Clarissa was making all the sick jokes because Edna was EMO-ING and I was tired. Today Clarissa didn't make much noise but Edna and I were making a lot of noise. =D No sick jokes. Just really lame jokes. I don't why I kept laughing at nothing but oh well.. The atmosphere was HIGH (HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also Nesha's birthday, as well as Carmen's on Sunday. The Sec 4s bought a small cake for Nesha and we sang her Happy Birthday. And the Video World people were all staring at us but yeah. Nesha was happy. During string, Nesha and Lynette kept playing with Nesha's birthday present, a doll called Blondie. DIAO. Anyway it was really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday during Lower Secondary Assembly during the last period, we had an inspirational talk about self-esteem. quite entertaining really. But then after that the principal had to address something important to the school then after that the sec 2s had to stay back. OMG. We were releases only at like 2.30 when it was supposed to be 1.50!!! RAHHH nvm i forgive them ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-4461067345697868940?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/4461067345697868940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=4461067345697868940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/4461067345697868940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/4461067345697868940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-to-rahcel-ng-sze-hui-14.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-7147642907838126805</id><published>2007-01-27T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T20:19:35.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY LA I'LL UPDATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Putri, I spelt wrongly. And my English is GOOD okay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went SHOPPING!! With my sister. Went to Orchard Road and then to Bugis. Bought like only one top and a pretty necklace. =D And a bag that looks like all the bags Jeanette has. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I'll only get to wear the clothes on Chinese New Year. Yeahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday,&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping with Rachel! Yeah I'm starting to be shopping-crazy. That shopping was with my own money for my own clothes. Went to Bugis Street. Damn cheap la. Spent $60 on 3 items. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-7147642907838126805?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/7147642907838126805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=7147642907838126805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/7147642907838126805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/7147642907838126805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay-la-ill-update.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-7388122623235442467</id><published>2007-01-12T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T17:51:40.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;I had my violin auditions. Well... the piece and the g major scale sucked but the sight reading and the a major scale was okay. yeah and Claire, Delia and Mrs Ang were the judges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Thursday,&lt;br /&gt;I came back home from school and had to chiong my music theory, the December holiday homeworkssssssss, and i did theory from 4 to 6, then my music teacher came. And I hadn't finished all the work yet! LUCKILY she seemed like she was in a good mood and she was tired out by the tour my sister and I gave her around the house. (My sister and I have lesson at the same time). Then after that it was dinner time. I have the most awful pain and then there was a lot of gas. Yeah a lot of gas -.- So then my mother brought me to the doctor. And she said I would get an MC. And then after the doctor, I DIDN'T GET THE FREAKING MC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went home. And i had to practice my cello because auditions were the next day (today). And I had to change my string (because of a very long story) so I did. And the freaking string didn't want to tune. I WAS TURNING THE FREAKING PEG FOR 45 MINS. PEG!!!! NOT PEGSSSSS!!!!!! So I got pissed off and gave my cello one kick. BANG a loud sound erupted from the room I was in. Then I was really pissed so i just turned the peg really violently and THEN IT TUNED! After that very pek cek and sweaty process, I had to run up and chiong History and Literature homework as it was due the next day (today). Chiong I went.. Coughing and coughing and coughing because I had and have a cough (duh). Then FINALLY I went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;Had this year's first String meeting in the AV theaterette. Mrs Sin really talks a lot. Oh my goodness she talks A LOT!!! The meeting ended up to be an hour long and I actually expected it to be 30 mins long. My mind just switched off during the last 15 mins. Finally it was over. And I ran to Edna. I had least expected the horror that was about to reach my ears. "Play Holberg's Suite for the audition" (dang! dang!!) Then I was like [OH SHIT!] how to learn that in like 1.5 hours???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chionged out and then sat down and practiced my cello. The Holberg's Suite. I thought DOOM awaited me because, compared to the seniors whom I was playing with, I was really lousy. Soon it was my turn. In I entered the room that was named after Schubert the great composer. Claire and Mrs And were there. Oh bother bother. I sat down and played. It was awful, I thought, then after the whole ordeal, Claire told me that I might need to change to the cello section (performing team). So yeah at least I passed my own expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back out, Edna was still feeling as moody as she was after her audition. She told us that they had stopped her only after she played like 2 lines of the Holberg's Suite. And she's really scary when she's moody because she's usually the crazy crazy kind. Hahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's about it. 'Til I bother to update again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-7388122623235442467?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/7388122623235442467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=7388122623235442467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/7388122623235442467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/7388122623235442467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/01/wednesday-i-had-my-violin-auditions.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-3416077058473647224</id><published>2007-01-03T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T16:18:18.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of school! Welcomed the sec 1s in. haha. the sec 2s this year had to use the same classrooms as last year (tt means my classroom is on the third floor with the sec 3s dammit). Yeah we sat in the hall like most of the day. 2e8 07 got Mrs William and Mrs Janice Chua for our FMs. Oh bother.. Mrs w is rather naggy xD Hahahaha!! Mrs Chua speaks quite softly and she didn't talk a lot to us but people (mainly elsa) says that she's nice. And I really hope so. So that it will balance (if you know what i mean xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school's organised a trip to Sentosa for all the Sec 2s. We'll be going to "Images of Singapore", Fort Siloso and the beach for class bonding. Haha. From 8am to 1pm. Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh after school today I wanted to buy the remainder of my school books but Xinyun saw the queue at the bookshop and decided to go to the popular near parkway. So we went to parkway. I bought Fergie-The Dutchess for my sister as her LATE christmas persent. And I bought My Chemical romance's The Black Parade and Evanescence's The Open Door. I don't know why i bought the open door. I find Evanescence so dark. Judging from their first album- fallen. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I can't write anymore. type anymore. watever. My com's lagging a lot. So yeah. buhbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-3416077058473647224?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/3416077058473647224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=3416077058473647224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/3416077058473647224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/3416077058473647224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day-of-school-welcomed-sec-1s-in.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-5754842242301989294</id><published>2006-12-28T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T16:34:59.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been updating yeah. So I'm updating now! =D Well, today I was &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to go out with Xinyun and Fiona. Rachel too, but she couldn't be reached and it was a really last minute thing. Because, you know, it's better to ask people out like 1 or 2 days before the actual day so they can't say they have something urgent on that day. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this morning Xinyun called me and said that Fiona might not want to go because she was going to cut her hair today. So Xinyun and I decided not to go. Then I messaged Fiona to tell her that we shan't go out today. And I did that because whenever Fiona cuts her hair, she would say it is weird and not want to face the world although it looks the same as before. Ok a bit of difference but not much. Yeah. We were actually planning to go to the Orchard Cinema to watch Death Note 2 but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was on monday, 25 December. Uncles, Aunites, Godfathers and Godmothers and their children came to my new house to have a Christmas Celebration! I got like so many shirts for presents and I got a $100 topshop voucher! (omg!) And of course there was the usual gossipping of one Auntie. Yup. Quite terrible gossipping. I would classify that kind of gossip under top-class. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played mah jong from 3 to around 10+. Wooo!! Mah jong rocks my world!! Okay, i played with my sister, Steffi and Shawn. I was the youngest and Shawn was the oldest (19). And he kept losing! hahahaha! My sister's place was taken by my cousin (whom Shawn was eyeing quite pervertly ) and then my GRANDMOTHER CAME TO PLAY. And I could feel the tension rising up from Steffi. Hahahaha. And my grandma won the ultimate game. (surprise, surprise) She playing with us amateurs. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, 15 December. My mother brought my sisters to SPCA. And there we adopted a little black puppy whose name was Molly. She has a little white patch on her chest! Yup. She's been with us for almost 2 weeks now. And I hope she will get fully used to us soon!! She loves to bite all our wrists. Hahaha. And when she does I would just piak her butt. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of dogs, there's this really pretty dog belonging to one of the housed along Jalan Pergam and her name is Becky. She somwhow always gets out of her house, amazing how the 2 other dogs in the house doesn't get out. So yeah. My mother, sister and I saw her walking up and down the road so we gave her a bit of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second encounter which was just on tuesday, we saw her again so we just gave her more food. Then her owner drove past (in a very nice car) and opened the window and said,"here girl, come". And then he drove off home. But Becky didn't follow. Instead, she stayed outside my house while my sister and I asked her to go home from behind the gate. And she didn't move at all. So my sister brought her home (Becky followed my sister). But then when my sister came back, Becky was right behind her, still. So she just said that if we left her alone she would go home (because she would need food to eat). So we did just that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-5754842242301989294?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/5754842242301989294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=5754842242301989294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/5754842242301989294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/5754842242301989294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/12/havent-been-updating-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116438464080128470</id><published>2006-11-24T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T00:10:40.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay finally got the string jacket =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Rebecca:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 people i tag.&lt;br /&gt;1. blah&lt;br /&gt;2. blah&lt;br /&gt;3. blah&lt;br /&gt;4. blah&lt;br /&gt;5. blah&lt;br /&gt;6. blah&lt;br /&gt;7. blah&lt;br /&gt;8. blah&lt;br /&gt;9. blah&lt;br /&gt;10. blah&lt;br /&gt;11. blah&lt;br /&gt;12. blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 people i cant live without.&lt;br /&gt;1. Xinyun&lt;br /&gt;2. Fiona&lt;br /&gt;3. Rachel&lt;br /&gt;4. Rebecca (hot gossips)&lt;br /&gt;5. Ellie (Bhb comments)&lt;br /&gt;6. Sharifah D.&lt;br /&gt;7. umm..&lt;br /&gt;8. well..&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm a&lt;br /&gt;10. loner&lt;br /&gt;11. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 things i cant live without.&lt;br /&gt;1. handphone&lt;br /&gt;2. com&lt;br /&gt;3. money&lt;br /&gt;4. music&lt;br /&gt;5. food&lt;br /&gt;6. violin&lt;br /&gt;7. meiji milk&lt;br /&gt;8. ipod&lt;br /&gt;9. handphone&lt;br /&gt;10. handphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 of the hottest songs.&lt;br /&gt;1. qing tian-jay chou&lt;br /&gt;2. el nin-yo! - tata young&lt;br /&gt;3. welcome to the black parade - my chemical romance&lt;br /&gt;4. wounded-good charlotte&lt;br /&gt;5. chu dian-S.H.E.&lt;br /&gt;6. Change the world-inuyasha theme song LOL&lt;br /&gt;7. dunno&lt;br /&gt;8. wad&lt;br /&gt;9. else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 of the coolest movies. EVER(:&lt;br /&gt;a lot lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 television shows that i love.&lt;br /&gt;1. Spongebob Squarepants&lt;br /&gt;2. Kim Possible&lt;br /&gt;3. Inuyasha =DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;4. umm...&lt;br /&gt;5. i love cartoons&lt;br /&gt;6. hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;7. and inuyasha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 facts about me.&lt;br /&gt;1. I play the violin and the cello&lt;br /&gt;2. I like the sound of the cello but prefer playing the violin&lt;br /&gt;3. Music rocks =)&lt;br /&gt;4. I think Xinyun's english sucks&lt;br /&gt;5. and her friends are weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 places with i visit the most.&lt;br /&gt;1. umm fiona's hse&lt;br /&gt;2. simei mrt&lt;br /&gt;3. SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 lovely cocktails.&lt;br /&gt;1. dunno&lt;br /&gt;2. dun care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116438464080128470?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116438464080128470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116438464080128470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116438464080128470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116438464080128470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/11/yay-finally-got-string-jacket-dd-from.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116403577454775076</id><published>2006-11-20T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T10:58:24.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apparently, I don't seem to use the com at the time when everybody else uses it. So I hardly know what goes on. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to escape today. Met Jeanette and Xinyun at Pasir Ris MRT station at 11am. (DAMN early. Crazy ppl xD jk.) We made our way to Escape Themepark. Sat on a few rides. 2 major things happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     1. On the "teacup" ride thingy, my phone flew out of my pocket. The guy got it back for me, it was full of scratches. ):&lt;br /&gt;     2. On the ride near bk, Xinyun's phone flew out of her pocket (because she laughed at me, see? Retribution.) Her phone was in a worser condition. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out other things about some people too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     1. Jeanette screams on the ferris wheel&lt;br /&gt;     2. She's terrified of the Haunted House (and in the process, abusing me)&lt;br /&gt;     3. She kicks the leg of the person on the right while on the viking ship thingy (which so happened to be me)&lt;br /&gt;     4. She screams on the small little rollar coaster&lt;br /&gt;     5. Ivan does not know the name of the person who went out with him for 6 hours (not that i'm friendly with him)&lt;br /&gt;     6. Jordon knows my name&lt;br /&gt;     7. Ivan can't play concentration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it. yeah. okay. Basically, we had FUN. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116403577454775076?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116403577454775076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116403577454775076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116403577454775076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116403577454775076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/11/apparently-i-dont-seem-to-use-com-at.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116349369180542105</id><published>2006-11-14T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T16:43:35.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised that Fiona and Rachel both tagged me. So here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)Where were you when 9.11 happened?&lt;br /&gt;Should be sleeping. Because it happened in America when the sun was up so in singapore the sun would be down. LOL&lt;br /&gt;3.)What do you do when the vending machines steal your money?&lt;br /&gt;Just leave it.&lt;br /&gt;4.)Do you count yourself kind?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno&lt;br /&gt;5.)If you had a tatoo where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;If it was painless, ankle&lt;br /&gt;6.)If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Japanese. I suddenly love anime so much. -.-&lt;br /&gt;7.)Do you know your neighbours?&lt;br /&gt;Only one. She was in the same class as me for like 6 years. But I'm moving soon hoo~&lt;br /&gt;8.)What do you consider a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Doing what I want.&lt;br /&gt;9.)Do you follow your horoscope?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;10.)Would you move for the person you love?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe. If it's Sesshoumaru-sama ((:&lt;br /&gt;11.)Are you touchy feely?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;12.)Do you believe that opposites attract?&lt;br /&gt;Only those bian tai ppl.&lt;br /&gt;13.)Dream job?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure.. Architect or some famous musician =D&lt;br /&gt;14.)Favourite channels?&lt;br /&gt;Disney and Nick HAHA. serisously&lt;br /&gt;15.)Favourite place to go on weekends?&lt;br /&gt;Home sleeping/ mall/ escape.&lt;br /&gt;16.)Showers or baths?&lt;br /&gt;Baths.&lt;br /&gt;17.)Do you paint your nails?&lt;br /&gt;Lazy.&lt;br /&gt;18.)Do you trust people easily?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;19.)What are your phobias?&lt;br /&gt;Insects.&lt;br /&gt;20.)Do you want kids?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno&lt;br /&gt;21.)Do you keep a handwritten journal?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;22.)Where would you rather be right now?&lt;br /&gt;Watching more InuYasha at home. So sad I finished all.&lt;br /&gt;23.)Who makes you warm and fuzzy?&lt;br /&gt;My bolster and blanket and pillow and bed..&lt;br /&gt;24.)Heavy or light sleeper?&lt;br /&gt;Depends&lt;br /&gt;25.)Are you paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;26.)Are you impatient?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;27.)Who can you relate to?&lt;br /&gt;2nd sister and friends&lt;br /&gt;28.)How do you feel about interracial couples?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. Sesshoumaru is japanese ((:&lt;br /&gt;29.)Have you been burned by love?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;30.)What's your favourite pick up line?&lt;br /&gt;Hello. (Not the usual hello. It's DIFFERENT)&lt;br /&gt;31.)What's your main ringtone on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;Vibration.&lt;br /&gt;32.)What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;Sms-ing&lt;br /&gt;33.)What did the last text on your cellphone say?&lt;br /&gt;From Carmen: "wahh...u so guaii lor. im addicted to maple again. LOL"&lt;br /&gt;34.)Whose bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;br /&gt;My own.&lt;br /&gt;35.)What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Black. surprise surprise.&lt;br /&gt;36.)Most recent movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;At home, Inuyasha movie 4. In cinemas, grudge 2. (BOO!! FIONA!!!)&lt;br /&gt;37.)Name three things you have on you all the time?&lt;br /&gt;Clothes.LOL. Outside would be, handphone,wallet and...ipod.&lt;br /&gt;38.)What color are your bedsheets?&lt;br /&gt;COLOURFUL!&lt;br /&gt;39.)How much cash do you have on you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Not carrying any&lt;br /&gt;40.)What is your favourite part of the chicken?&lt;br /&gt;Drumstick&lt;br /&gt;41.)What is your favourite town/city?&lt;br /&gt;Singapore, my homeland. LOL&lt;br /&gt;42.)I can't wait till...?&lt;br /&gt;Move house!&lt;br /&gt;43.)What did you have for dinner last night?&lt;br /&gt;Rice, fish, cabbage, soup.&lt;br /&gt;44.)Do you own a gun?&lt;br /&gt;No, I do not resort to violence&lt;br /&gt;45.)What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;Milk.&lt;br /&gt;46.)Where do you think you'll be in 10 years?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;47.)Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Barbeque-flavoured pringles.&lt;br /&gt;48.)What songs do you sing in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;49.)Last thing that made you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Inuyasha movie 4&lt;br /&gt;50.)Worst injury you ever had?&lt;br /&gt;Can't rmb.&lt;br /&gt;51.)Does someone have a crush on you?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;52.)What's your favourite candy?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;53.)What song do you want played at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno&lt;br /&gt;54.)Five random people to do this?&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I LOVE Sesshoumaru-sama!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116349369180542105?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116349369180542105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116349369180542105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116349369180542105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116349369180542105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-just-realised-that-fiona-and-rachel.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116317066071999307</id><published>2006-11-10T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T22:57:40.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sure everyone's missed me! I haven't blogged for a week already. HAHA! Well, Nothing really happens during the holidays. And I didn't go out this whole week, apart from going to school. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know the back gate of the school was locked. And then I had to walk all the way to the front gate ): With me cello! ): How tiring and saddening right? After that my mother brought me to robinsons to buy someone's birthday present. It was rather expensive. hmph! Unfair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this whole week, I've been watching anime  (: Only at episode 104 right now, waiting for episode 105,106 and 107 to load. Since 105 failed to load just now ): oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog's kinda dead right now. No one likes me ): Awww.. No one tags. And surprisingly only one person (xinyun) asked me to update. Usually everyone would ): Aww.. Doesn't anyone feel sad for me? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116317066071999307?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116317066071999307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116317066071999307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116317066071999307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116317066071999307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-sure-everyones-missed-me-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116255052406547317</id><published>2006-11-03T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T22:46:04.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Redhill to meet my sis today. Watched her vocal lesson. It was &lt;u&gt;funny&lt;/u&gt;, really funny. Then I went back to Paya Lebar to meet Fiona. Then after that, we went towards boonlay again, thinking of going to vivo city. Then we decided not to go (too far and too little time). So we stopped at city hall and changed train to make our way to orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought of walking around, but I was tired after travelling so long (but i didn't tell fiona that hahaha). We decided to watch the grudge 2. HAHAHAHA! fiona DID NOT WANT TO watch it but i forced her! Just went up the ticket booth and ordered 2 tickets xD actually we chose the back seat, next the center isle. But when we entered, we realised how far back and dark row a was. So we sat at row c. then we saw this group of boys sitting somewhere near the center of the cinema, two seats in front of two adults. In between them was empty! So we sat there, feeling mroe secure! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the whole movie, fiona was covering her FACE, not eyes, with her bag. And we were kinda leaning against each other after half of the movie. I covered my face, yeah, but didn't cover my eyes. I just felt more secure when I covered my face. xDD I screamed at the last part. So embarrassing!! ): There was also this guy who kept laughing real loudly the whole movie and everyone was asking him to shut up, with "shhh!!!"s and "shuddup la"s. xD Oh, EDISON CHEN IS HHHAAAAWWWWTTTTT!!!! pity he had to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie I was still traumatised, fiona was too, for some strange reason (she didn't watch the movie at all). She bought green tea from mac's and then we walked to the mrt station. I realised that no drinks were allowed there so we walked back out. I wanted to drink a bit so i drank. And i realised, to my horror, THAT SHE BIT THE STRAW!!!! so I practically screamed at her then this guy came to ask us to donate. Donated $2. (fiona owes me $1). So we went to a nearby pillar so fiona could drink up her green tea. Then another guy came to ask us for a donation. This time we were trying to wriggle our way out of it. trust me, fiona can't do that. I had to do it for her, (but the guy didn't listen to me,) she just stared at the guy as if he was trying to rob her. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got away from him and walked while she drank her green tea from that awful fiona-bitten straw. Then we went home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I realised how everything happened so fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I need someone to heal my wounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;They might have healed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But the scars remain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And the pain lingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116255052406547317?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116255052406547317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116255052406547317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116255052406547317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116255052406547317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-to-redhill-to-meet-my-sis-today.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116246110348368344</id><published>2006-11-02T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T17:51:43.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Vivo City with my mum and sis today to shop! I bought 3 tops. 2 tops from s&amp;k and one top from gap. right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo City is HUGE. And I mean HUGE. HAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116246110348368344?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116246110348368344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116246110348368344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116246110348368344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116246110348368344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-to-vivo-city-with-my-mum-and-sis.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116239380157214059</id><published>2006-11-01T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:10:01.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted to be a somebody&lt;br /&gt;Not like those nobodies&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't want no publicity&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had what I wanted for a while&lt;br /&gt;Or it's just so I thought&lt;br /&gt;I lost something&lt;br /&gt;So hard I had fought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished it would last&lt;br /&gt;But I knew it wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;I tried to save it&lt;br /&gt;But in the end I just couldn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not for me to decide&lt;br /&gt;It was someone else's decision&lt;br /&gt;I silence myself&lt;br /&gt;Because of this indecision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be a somebody&lt;br /&gt;Not like those nobodies&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't want no publicity&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carried on when at last it ended&lt;br /&gt;Screaming in pain at first&lt;br /&gt;But slowly I learnt&lt;br /&gt;That this was not the worst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm erasing all thought of it&lt;br /&gt;So I can live in peace&lt;br /&gt;But I have to be patient&lt;br /&gt;Because I know it takes long to release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed&lt;br /&gt;To who I was before all this&lt;br /&gt;To who I knew&lt;br /&gt;Was still deep inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be a somebody&lt;br /&gt;Not like those nobodies&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't want no publicity&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm happy for who I am&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to no publicity&lt;br /&gt;Because all that matters&lt;br /&gt;Is what I think of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because all that matters&lt;br /&gt;Is what I think of me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116239380157214059?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116239380157214059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116239380157214059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116239380157214059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116239380157214059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wanted-to-be-somebody-not-like-those.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116220442087467949</id><published>2006-10-30T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T18:33:40.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fever of 38.1 ): ankles are aching. Sweating a lot -.- burping alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i feel the fever is going down. i hope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116220442087467949?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116220442087467949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116220442087467949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116220442087467949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116220442087467949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/fever-of-38.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116217113886469377</id><published>2006-10-30T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:18:58.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up at 5am today. Because I had a stomach ache. Not just any kind. The fucking pain kind. So I ate some medicine. Then after that I had diarrhoea. Shat 6 times in 3 hours. wtf. My stomach still hurts. Freaking pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect I would be doing anything today. So I update this in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Conclusion: nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need more time to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116217113886469377?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116217113886469377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116217113886469377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116217113886469377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116217113886469377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/woke-up-at-5am-today.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116196239974734586</id><published>2006-10-27T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T23:19:59.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't do anything today. joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever felt like you are caught between two worlds? And you don't know which world you really belong to? One isn't real. The other is just wrong. And you know that. But is there a hidden path where you can find happiness, where you can find peace, at last? I am caught between two worlds. And hopefully I can find that hidden path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first path is not a reality. It's not real. I don't know what I feel when I talk to * . Is there a spark? Do I care for * ? My second path is real. But I know it's not right. But somehow I do feel this way. Why? Or do I just confuse my thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my 1st world because of my 2nd world. But now I regret. I don't know why. I keep telling myself that it's not real. But I keep thinking. Why did I give it up for that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[It's unreal. It's unreal. It's unreal.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've lost my 2nd world too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what should I do? Find that hidden path? I don't think it will come so soon. I'm losing my patience. And almost losing my mind. My conscience speaks, no, my consciences speak. I'm confused. Which should i listen to? What should I do? return to the unreal world? pursue the 2nd world which i've already lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not getting back any of them I'm sure. I have no courage for the 1st world. I can't tell *. What would * think? My 2nd world is just impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[It's torture. It's torture. It's torture.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.I'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[It's wrong. It's wrong. It's wrong.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116196239974734586?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116196239974734586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116196239974734586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116196239974734586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116196239974734586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-didnt-do-anything-today.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116186290538397951</id><published>2006-10-26T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T19:43:02.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Wounded.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost and broken,&lt;br /&gt;Hopeless and lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling on the outside,&lt;br /&gt;and hurt beneath my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are fading,&lt;br /&gt;My soul is bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to make it seem okay,&lt;br /&gt;But my faith is wearing thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So help me heal these wounds,&lt;br /&gt;They've been open for way too long.&lt;br /&gt;Help me fill this hole,&lt;br /&gt;Even though this is not your fault,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I'm open,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm bleeding,&lt;br /&gt;All over your brand new rug.&lt;br /&gt;And I need someone to help me sew them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only wanted a magazine,&lt;br /&gt;I only wanted a movie screen,&lt;br /&gt;I only wanted the life I'd read about and dreamed.&lt;br /&gt;And now my mind is an open book,&lt;br /&gt;And now my heart is an open wound,&lt;br /&gt;And now my life is an open soul for all to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But help me heal these wounds,&lt;br /&gt;They've been open for way too long.&lt;br /&gt;Help me fill this hole,&lt;br /&gt;Even though this is not your fault,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I'm open and I'm bleeding,&lt;br /&gt;All over your brand new rug.&lt;br /&gt;And I need someone to help me,&lt;br /&gt;So you come along,&lt;br /&gt;I push you away,&lt;br /&gt;Then kick and scream for you to stay.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I need someone to help me,&lt;br /&gt;Oh I need someone to help me,&lt;br /&gt;To help me heal these wounds,&lt;br /&gt;They've been open for way too long.&lt;br /&gt;Help me fill this hole,&lt;br /&gt;Even though this is not your fault,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I'm open,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm bleeding,&lt;br /&gt;All over your brand new rug.&lt;br /&gt;And I need someone to help me sew them,&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to help me fill them,&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to help me close them up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116186290538397951?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116186290538397951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116186290538397951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116186290538397951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116186290538397951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/wounded.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116186183037612894</id><published>2006-10-26T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T19:49:48.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of school today!! =DD But I'll be missing Friends ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 1s went to the Esplanade for Maths Trail today. Quite fun lar =DD They gave us mineral water and hot dog bun =DD And i had a hot dog but for breakfast too! hahaha. I grouped with Classical and Jia Xuan, according to index number, Jia Xuan was the group leader. After finished the maths trail we met up with the no. 30+ people of the class. all slacking. I spotted a bottle of green tea!! =DDDD I HAD to buy a bottle. So I pulled Jeanette along to a shop to buy green tea =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the bus to go back to school, a boy from another school went up to Putri, Grace and Margaret and just took pics. uh! Invasion of privacy! Anyway, when i told putri she was saying that he was taking pics of Margaret. HAHA."diao"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school. They gave us a debrief!! Oh my gawd how boring. The woman had to whisper into the mike because the sec 4s were having 'O' level practical at the science lab just nearby. Half the people were asleep while the woman droned on. I was sleeping and leaning on fiona's back. (Each class sat in one row.) When it ended, we had to go up to our classrooms for Operation Clean-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job, along with Kimberly's and Classical's, were to clean the teachers desk. Okay So i just dusted the dust away. And covered the PC. Today was, I think, the most that I had ever done for the class. WOW! Hahahaha! The class finally finished. Then Miss Della gave us the report books and book list. Blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all left to eat. (goodbye 1e8 classroom!) We were dismissed at like 1.40pm and the whole sec 1 cohort were to go to the hall at 1.45pm. HAHA! Then everyone didn't really care so they all went to eat. And I was with Xinyun. We finished at 2pm, the supposed time that the Lit Enrichment was supposed to start. Loose canon were performing, well it was quite entertaining. I expected it to be boring. But they made it very interesting =DD After that 1e6-1e9 had to stay back to clean the hall. But Rebecca, Carmen and I had to go for string! =DD I hugged Sha D before I left. =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to get our violins. Today Xiao Xuan didn't partner me ): But I partnered Wang Qin. She's SO cute (even for a sec 3 xD ) Then Clarissa came and sat behind us on the piano chair and shared score with us. czardas again. I improved! But I still had some mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;String ended at 5. And then we all went home =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116186183037612894?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116186183037612894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116186183037612894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116186183037612894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116186183037612894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-day-of-school-today-dd-but-ill-be.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116177207556004933</id><published>2006-10-25T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T18:27:55.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met Jeanette, Rachel and Xinyun at Tampines at 11am. Jeanette and Rachel were EARLY. While Xinyun and&lt;/span&gt; I were late. (: not very late. Walked around Tampines Mall and Rachel bought something for her parents for their anniversary and Xinyun bought something for her dad for his birthday, both from precious memories. Some glass figurine things. Xinyun was SO amazed at how the people wrapped the gifts. I suggested for her to go to a "wrapping workshop". HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around more then I had the CRAVING for octopus balls =DD I dragged them down to the basement to buy the octopus balls =DD Xinyun bought the chicken yakitori while waiting for me as I waited for the octopus balls (6 mins according to the woman there). Jeanette bought soya bean milk. Then all 4 of us were staring at the woman making the octopus balls. And Jeanette was leaning so closely towards the glass that I think the woman was thinking that she was some deprived retarded person or something =x Rachel was so captivated by the process of octopus ball making that she bought one pack too! Then on the way to the stairs where we were going to eat (near fish and co.) I bought a stick of chicken yakitori too! =DD And finished it before we reached the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona called Rachel as we were about to eat finish to tell us that she was free from school. Rachel was literally shouting into the phone because (it seems that) the background noise was very... extensive (?). yeah. So after we ate, we made our way to the MRT station. Went to bugis and met Fiona at the neoprint place. Took neos. So retarded! xDD But taking neos are fun, apart from the part where we all have to pay $$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, ate KFC for lunch then decided to go to Marina Square, then they changed their mind and decided to go to Orchard. Okay. When we stepped out of the MRT station into the open, IT WAS RAINING! joy. So we just walked around wisma atria, and some other placeSSSSssSSs, and then we were tired. Xinyun and I wanted something to drink. (And I have a BAD sense of direction. ) We walked to the place where we saw watermelons earlier on. Xinyun and I bought PURE SUGARCANE JUICE WITH ICE FOR $1.20. Then I needed the toilet so Jeanette brought us to the Marriot hotel (spelling?) It's gorgeous =DD But the toilet's &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Haha oh well. Walked around somewhere dunno what name. Then played xBox (some tennis game and BURNOUT!!!!!!!!!) and the final fantasy (?) game on pc. I didn't get to play the tennis game. But I played burnout and the pc game. Oh Xinyun just SUCKS at burnout. HAHA 2 secs after the game started she crashed. LOL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that it was 5pm and we went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116177207556004933?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116177207556004933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116177207556004933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116177207556004933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116177207556004933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/met-jeanette-rachel-and-xinyun-at.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116159998542587049</id><published>2006-10-23T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T18:39:45.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish I could see the sun set&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could see the moon rise&lt;br /&gt;In my heart I wish that it's me you'll let&lt;br /&gt;To sit beside you and watch the clouds oh so high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's you I wanna be with&lt;br /&gt;It's you I wanna hold&lt;br /&gt;'Cause without you I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;And without you it feels like I'm in the blistering cold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116159998542587049?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116159998542587049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116159998542587049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116159998542587049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116159998542587049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-wish-i-could-see-sun-set-i-wish-i.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116151116464344523</id><published>2006-10-22T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T19:44:30.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went light shopping today! bought nice lights (: and i really cool spotlight for my bedroom! glass based! HAHAHA! right. Ate claypot rice today. seems nicer than last time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy things over, horrible things arrived. When we came back, i ate nerds. My sister made me laugh and the nerds got stuck. somewhere near my throat/nose. It's HORRIBLE! it's been stuck for about an hour now. I'm suffering ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:filter;"&gt;i wanna be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna hold your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna hold you tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna win your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; let you see the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116151116464344523?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116151116464344523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116151116464344523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116151116464344523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116151116464344523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/went-light-shopping-today-bought-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116144126961983713</id><published>2006-10-21T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T22:34:29.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with Fiona and Tiffany today. Watched Death Note at Millenia Walk i think. Tiffany kept static-ing fiona anf it passed to me. great eh? suffering for 2 hours. For the other 2 hours, we were in the cinema. Fiona was half covering her face although the movie was NOT AT ALL scary. It was rather funny. And I couldn't help laughing at one part. quite loudly, i must say. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Mac's before the movie. Saw 2 TKGians there. After the movie, we had to go home. We went to CANDY EMPIRE first ((: the glorious candy ((: I was looking for salt and vinegar potato chips but couldn't find. actually that was the first time i ever went there ): oh well (: fiona went to the bus stop so tiffany and i walked to city hall mrt station together. Talking about how Margaret says "diao" (she gives the weird look at then bends down slightly with her arms the &lt;em&gt;what? &lt;/em&gt;position and says diao). Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fiona: i wanted to do it in front of xinyun to see her reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and my sisters and I ordered Mac's AGAIN. Eldest sister was being grumpy again. sighs. We watched Desperate Housewives. It's SO addictive. Soon, the delivery guy came with FOOD ((: (soggy fries) Now I'm eating Mcflurry. yup at 10.30pm ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116144126961983713?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116144126961983713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116144126961983713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116144126961983713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116144126961983713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/went-out-with-fiona-and-tiffany-today.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116134302253902368</id><published>2006-10-20T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T19:17:02.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Checked Maths and Geography today. Can't say I'm very pleased with my marks. But I beat shurui and she said she would beat me in maths!! HA! I was so freaked out by Fiona's geo marks. It was INHUMAN. scary. but oh well. She studies and i don't (: but even if i studied I woudln't get as high as her :X Classical was getting oh so worried about her maths marks. She was SO afraid that her parents would KILL her. She borrowed my phone and wanted to use my penknife. (no comments)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her: omg omg omg what to do?! did they reply? if they didn't reply means they're boiling mad! omg lend my your penknife! is it painful to cut?&lt;br /&gt;me: (thinking: DUH it's painful la. It's a penKNIFE!) you try la.&lt;br /&gt;her: (taking the penknife) omg omg i don't dare!&lt;br /&gt;me: (taking back the penknife) ok fine.&lt;br /&gt;her: omgomg help me torture my self.&lt;br /&gt;me: (raise eyebrow)&lt;br /&gt;her: should i bite or pinch? where should i do it.&lt;br /&gt;me: pinch la. biting is unhygenic. (how to spell)&lt;br /&gt;her: okay okay. where?&lt;br /&gt;me: thigh. oh not your thigh. ur hand (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she pinched her hand and bit her finger. then i was like. eew. her skin was red. It kinda looked like a moxquito bite xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school we had to stay back for some Drama Elective Program briefing. We MEP people CAN'T join dep so WHY did we have to stay for the briefing?! The choir girls were let off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a very tedious wait, we finally were dismissed. I ate with Carmen. I persuaded her to go for string. but she didn't. oh well. She pang seh-ed me so i went to the library ALONE. I met Kimberly there (: I read Archie comics with her! And we were like 2 retarded idiots laughing at archie comics. I saw sec 2 seniors there. Talking about string. heard some stuff about amelia. "She's so quiet" okay we all know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;String started. felt so extra. the only sec 1. at least i knew ppl from violin and cello (: Xiao xuan came late. I had to partner wang qin first. She's FUNNY in a weird way xD HAHA Played czardas. I SUCK! Xiao xuan was complaining about the people in double bass laughing. oh well (: After that i had to talk to Ms lee about the cello tuition. And then i had to go to mrs seet to mark attendance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: rebecca's not here because she has piano&lt;br /&gt;her: oh okay. but today is friday! she shouldn't have anything planned! okay not counted! (she marked a zero for rebecca's attendance)&lt;br /&gt;me: okay.. oh and amelia's not here. And carmen's not here also.&lt;br /&gt;her: okay thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh she said thank me ((: and the other day i walked past her with my cello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her: jasmine are you going to carry your cello all over the place?&lt;br /&gt;me: no i'm putting at the room&lt;br /&gt;her: oh okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was that words of concern? oh well... don't know what's going on in her mind :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A day passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A day less I get to see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116134302253902368?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116134302253902368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116134302253902368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116134302253902368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116134302253902368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/checked-maths-and-geography-today.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116125389102826916</id><published>2006-10-19T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T18:31:31.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"From the moment I met you,&lt;br /&gt;all those years ago,&lt;br /&gt;not a day has gone by when I haven't thought of you.&lt;br /&gt;And now that I'm with you again...&lt;br /&gt;I'm in agony.&lt;br /&gt;The closer I get to you,&lt;br /&gt;the worse it gets.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of not being with you-I can't breath.&lt;br /&gt;I'm haunted by the kiss that you should never have given me.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is beating...&lt;br /&gt;hoping that kiss will not become a scar.&lt;br /&gt;You are in my very soul,&lt;br /&gt; tormenting me...&lt;br /&gt;what can I do?-I will do anything you ask. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Don't be afraid. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I'm not afraid to die. I've been dying a little bit each day since you came back into my life."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;" What are you talking about? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I love you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"You love me? I thought we had decided not to fall in love. That we'd be forced to live a lie and that it would destroy our lives."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I think our lives are about to be destroyed anyway. I truly... deeply... love you and before we die I want you to know. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who said star wars was all "those lighted sticks and wave them about gay-ly.."??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116125389102826916?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116125389102826916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116125389102826916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116125389102826916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116125389102826916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/from-moment-i-met-you-all-those-years.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116116992679974187</id><published>2006-10-18T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T19:12:40.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I left my phone in my mother's car today (i think) so I felt so LONELY for the whole day ): my phone is part of my life ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked English and MT papers today. I did fairly well for English and I did better than i expected for Chinese. (I expected to fail). i got 63! hahaha! And i didn't copy anyone's work this time (: but i did better when i copied =x Fiona got the highest. It's amazing how her papers has like undeductable marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free period for 2 hours today. I was kinda, not in the mood to gossip (like what i did yesterday), so i listened to my nano and did sudoku. From Fiona's book (: After like 4 or 5 puzzles, I played stress with Sharifah D. and i WON!! After that, Xinyun wanted to challenge. She won. ): She moves fast. ONLY FOR STRESS. She doesn't really think much xD And then we played black jack and truth or dare (: i kissed the wall!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned to go to the beach with Fiona today but we decided that it was too far a walk so we went to parkway and bought bubble tea. (Passion fruit ice blended) We walked around Parkway and went up and down the travelator! It's SO FUN! HAHA! After we had our fun, we went to the playground. but it was SO hot we decided to go to her house to watch the phantom of the opera. I played the PSP a while (the freaking car was at manual and i couldn't control it properly). She couldn't find phantom so we watched something something camelot (: we got bored halfway. HAHAHAHA So we played stress! while her brother came to the room to play maple. I think i was making a lot of noise.And i kinda spread some wax on her bed xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggested to play black jack. and bet like 10 or 20c. HAHA! The most i owed her was 30c and she owed me NINETY CENTS but we played and played and played until we didn't owe anyone money -.- I realised that Fiona is a CHEATER who looks at the card before she takes it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I conclude from the 2 times i played black jack today that xinyun and fiona are horrible dealers. I'm so much better xDD HAHAHA! it's true okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left fiona's house at 5.40 we were doing funny things -.- shan't elaborate cause it's so embarrassing. I boarded 196. There was this group of noisy boys at the back. I was thinking: aiya just ignore la. Then when the bus was reaching bedok interchange, THEY THREW A PAPER BALL AT MY HEAD! WHAT THE FUCK LA! When it hit me I turned back. Then when the bus stopped i quickly stood up and walk down. what the fuck? have no respect?! And it's not funny if you're laughing. If it's like friends it's okay. but i didn't even know them! and they were making so much noise! nothing else better to do with their lives then just go jump down the building la! SO ANNOYING! Hope they end up in jail for killer litter. Or get fined for harrassing people! wtf. fuck-faces need punishment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116116992679974187?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116116992679974187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116116992679974187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116116992679974187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116116992679974187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-left-my-phone-in-my-mothers-car.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116108234627708295</id><published>2006-10-17T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:52:26.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 more weeks, 7 more school days, 9 more days. Shan't be bothered to count the hours and minutes and seconds. The wonderful freedom of school holidays (apart from CCAs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked History papers. I really didn't expecet to get so high. HAHA i did reasonably well. And I'm proud of my marks. Only paid attention when Mdm Hassan was going through the papers. Terrified of her. I slept while the other 2 teachers talked. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the checking of History scripts we had free period for about 3 or 4 hours yeah. HAHA! the school didn't plan anything for us ): oh sadness. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do really well for MEP but who cares. HAHA It's just one extra subject. =x While Miss Sim left the room to get a RED PEN, I was throwing notes at Rebecca from across the room diagonally (: And i have to say that my aiming ROCKS. HAHAHAHA. And to rebecca: i'm fine la (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with my cello using PUBLIC transport again. It was horrible. The MRT was so crowded and everyone was staring at me ): haiz. oh well.. The embarrassment of it all. Can't wait till my mother takes leave! She can cook for me (: and send me to school with my cello and violin (: But the disadvantages are that she'll nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag and nag. oh well.. it's part of life xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116108234627708295?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116108234627708295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116108234627708295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116108234627708295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116108234627708295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/2-more-weeks-7-more-school-days-9-more.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116099470315256733</id><published>2006-10-16T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T21:17:28.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rebecca tagged me but i shan't do 7+7!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 + 7-7 random facts about me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.My name is Jasmine Koh Sui Hwan&lt;br /&gt;2.I'm in MEP&lt;br /&gt;3.I'm in TKGS&lt;br /&gt;4.I'm in 1e8 HAHA&lt;br /&gt;5.Hmm I'm listening to JJ now&lt;br /&gt;6.I owe Sha D. a hug&lt;br /&gt;7.I prefer using black ink to write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 + 7-7 things/people that scare me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Seeing Xinyun suddenly bursting into laughter&lt;br /&gt;2.Insects&lt;br /&gt;3.Having no friends&lt;br /&gt;4.My History teacher&lt;br /&gt;5.Ginseng tea&lt;br /&gt;6.Black dogs hiding in the bushes staring at me while I'm on the swing at 10pm&lt;br /&gt;7.Telling someone how much I love that person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 + 7-7 favourite music at the moment. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Sonata no.12 in e minor by paganini HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;2.Promise me by Beverley Craven&lt;br /&gt;3.Without me by Eminem&lt;br /&gt;4.Qing tian by Jay Chou&lt;br /&gt;5.Saranghaeyo zhi dui ne shuo by Lin Jun Jie&lt;br /&gt;6.Jesus take the wheel by Carrie underwood&lt;br /&gt;7.tokyo drift by teriyaki boyz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 + 7-7 things i like the most.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Belgian chocolates&lt;br /&gt;2.Music&lt;br /&gt;3.Iced blended Mocha from Starbucks&lt;br /&gt;4.Having someone care for me&lt;br /&gt;5.Sitting on the swing alone (without a big black dog hiding in the bushes staring at me)&lt;br /&gt;6.Stoning&lt;br /&gt;7.Peking duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 + 7-7 people i like/love.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Fiona&lt;br /&gt;2.Xinyun&lt;br /&gt;3.Rachel&lt;br /&gt;4.Astrid&lt;br /&gt;5.Gracy&lt;br /&gt;6.Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;7.Sha D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 + 7-7 things i say most.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Hey! (Your mama's so fat, that when she jumped for joy, she got stuck!)&lt;br /&gt;2.Well&lt;br /&gt;3.Omg&lt;br /&gt;4.Wth&lt;br /&gt;5.Go and die la&lt;br /&gt;6.So embarrassing&lt;br /&gt;7. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 + 7-7 people i've tagged. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I've&lt;br /&gt;2.waited&lt;br /&gt;3.long for this&lt;br /&gt;4.my&lt;br /&gt;5.little&lt;br /&gt;6.green&lt;br /&gt;7.friend&lt;br /&gt;-adapted from starwars episode III (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116099470315256733?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116099470315256733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116099470315256733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116099470315256733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116099470315256733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/rebecca-tagged-me-but-i-shant-do-77-7.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116099232053090806</id><published>2006-10-16T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T17:52:00.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm amazed at how people ask me to update. It was only 2 days! Oh well, reasons are: saturday i was too busy making fiona's skin. sunday, i went out and was watching a movie. Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i went to tampines mall with fiona and xinyun we walked around for only about 2 hours or 3 i think. Xinyun and fiona bought a choker each. We planned to buy rings for the 3 of us. But Xinyun didn't like any. I really just wanted simple ones and carve words inside but NO Xinyun didn't want it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to my house! I painted their nails white (: and xinyun oh so smartly kicked the bottle of nail polish remover. oh well. Played Fiona's PSP. Some racing game. I MUST say that Xinyun really sucks at it. So gu niang. HAHA. Fiona played my violin ): OH SPARE THE WORLD! hahahahaha and then xinyun borrowed 3 of my CDs again. At 4.54pm on my phone, Fiona's mum called her to go back home! SO EARLY! so we all packed up. I REQUESTED Xinyun to go to the swing with me but she was DISINCLINED to ACQUIESCE my request. So Fiona and I were like pulling her. In the end I let Xinyun go (because we looked so retarded pulling each other) and I didn't walk both of them to the busstop/MRT station (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replies to tags:&lt;br /&gt;Rochelle: OH HELLO TO YOU TOO (: and congratulations on playing the violin&lt;br /&gt;Yuxin: yes it's white.&lt;br /&gt;Xinyun+Fiona: dots.&lt;br /&gt;Kim: okay i'll relink&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: HAHA okay okay (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116099232053090806?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116099232053090806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116099232053090806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116099232053090806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116099232053090806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-amazed-at-how-people-ask-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116070530986547808</id><published>2006-10-13T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T10:08:29.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alone at home and not going out again. why? because xinyun couldn't make it. but rachel said she could. that gave fiona and i HOPE. but then later one she said she COULDN'T make it. so now we are stuck at home. why didn't fiona want to go out with me? because i said something that grossed her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so i'm sitting in this empty house. (just reminiscing.eminem rocks) okay i shan't be retarded. i'm SO  alone. the mosquito bites i got the previous night are so freaking itchy and they are all so HUGE and SWOLLEN. ): i look like frosty the snowman now ): oh well. the stupid mosquito bit the sole of my foot. it's so itchy and i can't scratch because if i scratch it'll be ticklish. so i have to just suffer in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few things that are happening to me:&lt;br /&gt;1. loneliness&lt;br /&gt;2.BALDING ):&lt;br /&gt;3. itching&lt;br /&gt;4.scratching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i have such a sad life. can't wait till monday though. NO ONE SHOULD PANG SEH ME ON MONDAY!! ohhhh well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116070530986547808?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116070530986547808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116070530986547808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116070530986547808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116070530986547808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/alone-at-home-and-not-going-out-again.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116064805785894152</id><published>2006-10-12T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T00:19:39.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bored at home. hungry. feeling so hot. oh this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go out with Friends but she couldn't make it ): but xinyun and fiona and i are going out tmr (: don't know about rachel. hope she can make it too (: weekends will be boring. but monday they are coming to my house to watch a movie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate staying at home. really.&lt;br /&gt;1, giant ugly black moving insect on the table just now. when i turned to take something to whack it, it disappeared. so right now i'm sitting FAR from the table and i look retarded typing. hmph. lucky im alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;2, it's so freaking hot. i wanna on the air con&lt;br /&gt;3, lonely ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. this is the life im gonna live for the holidays. the only activities are moving house and cca. wow. so exciting. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: line-through;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"  &gt;missing her so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116064805785894152?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116064805785894152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116064805785894152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116064805785894152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116064805785894152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/bored-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116055455100601248</id><published>2006-10-11T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T16:17:33.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams are finally over. (damn MEP) i'm gonna fail it anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with xinyun, fiona, rachel and jeanette. went to bugis and bought starbucks. then we went to the esplanade then we went to suntec HAHAHA. legs are sore ): but we had our fun (: xinyun tripped at the escalator SO MANY TIMES. and a lot of embarassing things happened :/ rachel tripped, xinyun tripped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the esplanade library too! rachel borrowed the phantom of the opera score (: then fiona and i were SINGING on the way back to city link =x HAHAHA we were kinda high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of high, Cheryl was high in the morning too! for some strange reason. i went to the toilet with her and she was kinda half skipping and half running. she looked really weird from the back :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116055455100601248?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116055455100601248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116055455100601248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116055455100601248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116055455100601248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/exams-are-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116039365908392024</id><published>2006-10-09T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T19:34:19.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maths paper 1 and 2 today. oh well .. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with rebecca, krsytal and hui wen. (MADE NEW FRIENDS! 1/8 PPL ARE NOT ANTI-SOCIAL.) we went to mac's to eat then walked around for a while then went to yoshi to study. actually only rebecca and i studied. Krsytal and huiwen where eating the gummies from minitoons. And squashing all the sunflower seeds to give to shurui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shurui came at around 2 and then rebecca gave her the bag of squashed sunflower seeds. She just gave the. &lt;em&gt;right... &lt;/em&gt;face. haha. Then shurui bought miso soup and chiwanmushi (?) but rebecca drank all the miso soup. ya. Then we played the whack rebecca and answer her science question game. HAHA. oh well. i couldn't reach her so i didn't play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the toilet a total of 4 times or 5 times. twice with rebecca, once or twice with shurui and the last one with everyone. (don't think dirty) right. after that rebecca had to leave so the 4 of us went to the play ground near fiona's house. I asked fiona to join but she didn't want too. (&lt;em&gt;i wonder why :&lt;/em&gt;/) so yeah. we talked and then we all went home (: oh yeah, embarrassing thing was that fiona saw shurui and i banging into each other from her godpa's (or grandpa's) house. yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116039365908392024?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116039365908392024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116039365908392024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116039365908392024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116039365908392024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/maths-paper-1-and-2-today.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116030478321257794</id><published>2006-10-08T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T18:53:03.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hmm yesterday was Science and today was Maths. I'm going crazy. I've been mugging for so long! Oh the BOREDOM. I think I'm gonna do badly for Maths tomorrow. Can't seem to concentrate. OH WELL. Going to study with Shurui and rebecca again tomorrow. Then I'm going to Fiona's house after the Science paper on Tuesday to coach her on MEP.. right. And after the MEP exam on Wedensday, I'm going out with Friends. Don't know who, but going out yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 more papers. (maths paper 1 and 2, science, mt paper 2, mep). 3 more days. then slack. How wonderful. Going out with Friends on thursday as well. Probably with the same group of people as Wednesday. Oh well.. Yeah. Can't wait..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;can't wait (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116030478321257794?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116030478321257794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116030478321257794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116030478321257794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116030478321257794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmm-yesterday-was-science-and-today.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116019383286451693</id><published>2006-10-07T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T12:03:52.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a headache yesterday so I tried to sleep. But I couldn't. I tossed and turned on my bed :( And then i felt like puking so I went to the toilet to try to puke. but failed. many times.. The feeling was horrible.. My sister gave me tea to drink. she said it would help the stomach. it did (: After that i finally got to sleep. then one hour later (7.22pm) my mother came back home.. oh the peace and serenity of the houes was gone. :( she started nagging to wash the dishes and i woke up ): after that my headache got worse. Then after i washed the dishes i tried to sleep. but i couldn't. then i felt someting in my stomach so i ran to the toilet. and i puked ): i hate puking. the taste is horrbile ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the puking i went to take tissue from the living room. kevin was there. and my eyes were tearing. ): he asked me if i was okay. then i just said "i vomited". My mother cooked porridge for me and my parents asked me to eat (or drink) it. So i did but i couldn't finish it ): after that i ate panadol to ease the pain in my head  and went to sleep.. I woke up once when my father came in ): but i didn't open my eyes because i was too tired.. And i fell alseep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 5am. it was dark. i didn't feel very tired but i fell back alseep anyway. at 7 i woke again. this time i went to the toilet and then went to the living room to watch tv. my parents came out. then they went to buy breakfast while i sat and watched tv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116019383286451693?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116019383286451693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116019383286451693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116019383286451693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116019383286451693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/had-headache-yesterday-so-i-tried-to.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116005037302409833</id><published>2006-10-05T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T20:12:53.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lit is over. But now my pen has no more ink. :( oh well.. I'm going down later to buy penssss =D and I HAVE to study for geog tomorrow or I'll fail like shit. There's only natural vegetation and maps left =DD Actually i only need to study natural vegetation because maps are MAPS. Yeah. After that I'll read through my notes one more time and if I still have time, I will reply Fiona's letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of people who owes me letters:&lt;br /&gt;Shurui&lt;br /&gt;Xinyun&lt;br /&gt;Zhijun&lt;br /&gt;SHARIFAH DIYANAH! (SINCE TERM 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. Oh i'm waiting! Actually i don't really expect a reply a reply from zhijun cuz what I wrote to her was 100% crap and I'm proud of it! Hoo~ Can't wait for the MEP exam to pass and then SLACK. HOO~ Yeah, going out everyday. But I need $$. Oh yeah, a lot of $$ :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116005037302409833?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116005037302409833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116005037302409833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116005037302409833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116005037302409833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/lit-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-116001982519735300</id><published>2006-10-05T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T16:39:52.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;The sun rises, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;The birds sing&lt;br /&gt;What I think of you &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Is just a missing dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you laugh,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;The way you smile&lt;br /&gt;Is all,to me, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;A blessing for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I think &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Of how much I'm hurt,&lt;br /&gt;It's altogether &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;A big curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh why did I ever love you, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Why did I ever care?&lt;br /&gt;Because now my empty heart &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Is just a big mess.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;Would you be mine?&lt;br /&gt;Would you be mine tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Would you let me hold your hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;While we face the east and wait for first light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you lean on me&lt;br /&gt;While you cry your heart out?&lt;br /&gt;Would you ignore the world&lt;br /&gt;And just scream your heart out loud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you give me your hand&lt;br /&gt;As I look into your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Would you give me your love&lt;br /&gt;Despite all those gossips and lies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you want my love&lt;br /&gt;So I can care for you, always?&lt;br /&gt;Would you want my kiss&lt;br /&gt;At the end of one of the many pathways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wrote these poems last night.. Haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-116001982519735300?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/116001982519735300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=116001982519735300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116001982519735300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/116001982519735300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/sun-rises-birds-sing-what-i-think-of.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-115994364209047059</id><published>2006-10-04T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T15:51:57.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am currently so hungry that I'm drinking canned fish maw soup..oh WOW. I can't get the freaking stove on so that i can cook instant noodles!! dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was mt paper 1 and history. I think I'll do QUITE okay for both papers.. I'll be happy if i get c5(: haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well i shall continue drinking the CANNED FISH MAW SOUP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con't..&lt;br /&gt;Oh my sister got the stove on and i cooked EGG! HOO~ and she offered me chocs :D HOO i'm getting high! SAY SAY SAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the way you smile makes my heart go wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;TEXT-DECORATION:LINE-THROUGH;"&gt;but you just don't know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-115994364209047059?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/115994364209047059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=115994364209047059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/115994364209047059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/115994364209047059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-currently-so-hungry-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-115986346819608992</id><published>2006-10-03T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T16:25:15.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Science was again, hilarious. Ms wong was trying to kill me with a thermometer. HAHA oh well... Can't wait for next wednesday, then our exams would be over and i could go out with xinyun. Hmph. But I don't want school to end &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: line-through;font-size:78%;" &gt;so I can see your smiling face &lt;/span&gt;. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm right now at Fiona's house and she's having her organ lessons. HAHA so I can use the com.. we were supposed to study but i got bored. I also realised that the things in chapter 5 are so repetitive. But maybe because I'm just really sick of history. I'm gonna fail for tomorrow's MT paper 1. i think i'll PASS history. But just pass.. oh well... Life is so stressful. HAHA. ONE MORE WEEK HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wished you were my fairy tale ending&lt;br /&gt;But this is how it ends&lt;br /&gt;With only a one-sided love&lt;br /&gt;That your love would not bend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you would be beside me&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm giving up hope&lt;br /&gt;On ever being with you&lt;br /&gt;Oh why did I ever follow the love code?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could be right next to you&lt;br /&gt;So that I could give you a shoulder to lean&lt;br /&gt;But then I'll never have to courage&lt;br /&gt;To tell you how i feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could have the courage&lt;br /&gt;To tell you how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;But all I can do&lt;br /&gt;Is to show how much I care for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-115986346819608992?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/115986346819608992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=115986346819608992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/115986346819608992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/115986346819608992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/science-was-again-hilarious.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-115978412731809214</id><published>2006-10-02T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T18:15:27.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Science was HILARIOUS today. Ms wong was being retarded again today. we( people in front) were passing sweets around. And then at another time, we started laughing, and kim and i were kinda vibrating real hard. i had to hold my nose. And then ms wong saw and she was like: why are you holding your nose? then i said: going to sneeze. then she asked me to use a tissue paper HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! and then she started to talk about SARS and how Singaporeans are so.. hmm.. not worried about infectious diseases. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to siglap mac's to study with fiona, rebecca, and shurui. This time rebecca didn't manage to study. Only Fiona did. HAHA. Again, shurui tried to steal my phone.. again. but this time she stuffed it into her pe shorts pocket and ran to the toilet to read it. And then i was kinda pounding at the door and this cleaner lady was talking to me in some dialect, pointing at the ceiling. and i just said "ya ya ya" as most people usually do. HAHA. and i found out that shurui's vocab is not GREAT. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-115978412731809214?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/115978412731809214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=115978412731809214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/115978412731809214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/115978412731809214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/10/science-was-hilarious-today.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-115952242966723515</id><published>2006-09-29T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T18:40:11.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every moment i spend with you makes my heart smile&lt;br /&gt;Every momeny i spend with you makes my life feel worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;Because i have someone to care for&lt;br /&gt;I look into your eyes while&lt;br /&gt;You don't know anything at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of you makes my heart cry&lt;br /&gt;The thought of you makes me scream in pain&lt;br /&gt;As I drive the blade into my skin&lt;br /&gt;And see the blood drain&lt;br /&gt;Out from my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to care for&lt;br /&gt;But everyday my heart aches&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you don't know it at all&lt;br /&gt;In my empty heart, I search and rake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-115952242966723515?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/115952242966723515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=115952242966723515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/115952242966723515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/115952242966723515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/09/every-moment-i-spend-with-you-makes-my.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-115935205252597239</id><published>2006-09-27T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T10:34:49.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm listening to violin encores by this freak violinist BAH! he's damn good. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had the IPP thing. And it was horrible. The classroom was SO STUFFY! and there was kinda of a LACK OF OXYGEN! and if we didn't die from the LACK OF OXYGEN, we would've died from the TOXIC GAS. because we could smell the flowery thing the school used as the "toxic gas". Yeah. After the whole dark, sweaty and smelly IPP thing, Ms Lau asked us to go to the hall and i was thinking: can use the hall meh? then our class went down and there was NO ONE THERE! SO MALU! so everyone just went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharifah D, Jamie and me went to find a room to practice the mep pieces. Sharifah got pissed off with Liyana and Cheryl while jamie and i went downstairs to eat. (and jamie refused to let me style my hair because it was "against the rules" BAH .)So we practiced. And sharifah was supposed to reach home by 5 (leave school by 4) but we left the school at 5 because the salut d'amor was not right. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my poor fingers suffer.. and everywhere's aching ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: line-through;font-size:78%;" &gt;And So Is My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-115935205252597239?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/115935205252597239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=115935205252597239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/115935205252597239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/115935205252597239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-listening-to-violin-encores-by-this.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-115927288843689131</id><published>2006-09-26T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T20:14:48.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Changed seats today, sat in register number, boo i'm sitting right in the front. but it makes no difference during science because ms wong is so blur. pooja is seating next to me and we were writing to each other and ms wong kind of totally didn't notice. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's history tmr.boo i hope mdm hassan doesn't concentrate on the front row ppl, like what most teachers do, but i think that she pays attention to the whole class. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During LEGACY i wasn't really listening, cutting paper using my rusty penknife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school i went to siglap mac's with shurui to study. we studied for about 20 mins and then we gave up. Then rebecca met up with us so she studied while shurui and i stared at her. Haha. I felt like eating chocolates so i asked if they wanted to go with me to cold storage downstairs to buy chocs. Then rebecca didn't want to go so i went with shurui. she bought me belgian but i felt so bad that she had to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, i went to the toilet with rebecca to style my hair and then when we came out we saw some ppl asking for shurui's email. HAHA. then rebecca started studying again. so shurui and i had nothing to do. i started cutting paper with my rusty penknife again. boo. Then suddenly we started talking about slitting wrist. yeah. after that i went down with shurui again to buy a new penknife that is NOT rusty. then we chatted for a while and we all went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;text-decoration:line-through;"&gt;Spending time with you makes my heart smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-115927288843689131?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/115927288843689131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=115927288843689131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/115927288843689131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/115927288843689131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/2006/09/changed-seats-today-sat-in-register.html' title=''/><author><name>suihwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13762029117885375056</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-34862229.post-115918465757967989</id><published>2006-09-25T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T20:09:08.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cut my hair today, then went to Fiona's house to study. We were supposed to do english compre, but we ended up watching hard gay xD and then i started styling her hair. many styles. Haha. how fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tmr i'm going to study a mac's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;text-decoration:line-through;"&gt;Because you live and breath&lt;br /&gt;Because you made me believe in myself&lt;br /&gt;When nobody else can tell&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-115918465757967989?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/115918465757967989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=115918465757967989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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on studying anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i watched a walk to remember while studying science. freaking sad movie and i cried. wth?and i stopped writing notes for science,sat on the floor,leaned on the sofa,took a piece of tissue paper, and starting crying. lucky no one was there to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr i'm gonna cut my hair. i think i'm so lucky. shurui got caught for hair and i didn't, and my hair's worse than her's.HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: line-through;font-size:78%;" &gt;i'm having doubts. someone guide me, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-115908209899011501?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/115908209899011501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>I don't know when will be the day&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it will ever come&lt;br /&gt;But for now i'll just hope&lt;br /&gt;Hope that you would give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;But till then,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for you...&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for the day &lt;br /&gt;when i say these 3 word to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34862229-115894209709193022?l=now-to-then.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://now-to-then.blogspot.com/feeds/115894209709193022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34862229&amp;postID=115894209709193022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34862229/posts/default/115894209709193022'/><link rel='self' 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