<?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-9132430216906638728</id><updated>2011-10-13T09:19:27.904+08:00</updated><category term='Journal'/><category term='Acting class'/><category term='young old love.'/><title type='text'>jamwithsand</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>681</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6247822387619042602</id><published>2011-06-10T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T23:15:40.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding hands as we watch the sun go down</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all so much &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day out with the usual! Went by STTA and talked to Ban's parents haha. Had Koi, Manhatthan fish, B&amp;amp;J's too!!!!!! Yay&lt;br /&gt;But i'm SUPER SUPER upset. I think i accidentally threw my ring away... CANT BELIEVE MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;some more it's the seashell one :( SUPER PRETTY!!! so unique too. so sad....no mood for anything now. oh gosh. i'm so slack but :(&lt;br /&gt;Brought Keat to meet my sis :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be going out with my sis and Amol tmr for lunch :D yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup :) my hols so far.. performance soon! can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it felt nice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6247822387619042602?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6247822387619042602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6247822387619042602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6247822387619042602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6247822387619042602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2011/06/holding-hands-as-we-watch-sun-go-down.html' title='Holding hands as we watch the sun go down'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-5296684805006624060</id><published>2011-06-02T22:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T23:25:34.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a feeling that eats you up inside</title><content type='html'>It's odd.&lt;br /&gt;It's an odd feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The terrible feeling you get when you don't exactly know how to feel.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that makes much sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't really know why.&lt;br /&gt;Well I do feel hurt and sensitive about things too.&lt;br /&gt;But I do put on that same broad smile and laugh like everything is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate it when things like that happen, like i'm missing out from everything when I should be there.&lt;br /&gt;All I really asked for was time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy, it's like a poison, a drug that eats you up from inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-5296684805006624060?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5296684805006624060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=5296684805006624060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5296684805006624060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5296684805006624060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-feeling-that-eats-you-up-inside.html' title='It&apos;s a feeling that eats you up inside'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6255136878543237872</id><published>2011-03-20T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T15:28:05.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for a day</title><content type='html'>Hey! People tell me to update my blog so maybe I should more eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation was the bomb hahahaha! I really enjoyed myself a lot and there were all the awesome outings together. Verdict is I can't bowl nor can I play pool :) we all gave each other fake names and we hung out a lot together hobo-ing at random places :)&lt;br /&gt;Love HH :) drop dead grogeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class. 12S03T.&lt;br /&gt;It's fun with everyone so far :) great people in class so I'm really glad. Nothing to complain about besides the fact that I don't like some teachers much but all's cool :) met yihuan in class so it was a great start!&lt;br /&gt;Got to know quite a few people outside class too through Ban, Keat and Brandon :) then dance with j1s started and my batchmates are awesome as well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup it's the hols right now. Really sleepy that's why I'm blogging. Too bored and Johnny's busy doing history haha&lt;br /&gt;I gave up on Chinese hw :( it's terrible! So difficult omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to Anderson dance and yes I miss Anderson :( saw Abdu and it made me think of 3/1 4/1 days then I saw Arvin and it made me think of taawbam. Even saw Ong Lai. Miss Yewrong Amanda Angela Rebecca Adelynn and Aleithia mehhh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all I miss shirlene. If only we had time to meet!&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I can't freaking wait for school tmr wooo :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6255136878543237872?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6255136878543237872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6255136878543237872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6255136878543237872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6255136878543237872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-for-day.html' title='Just for a day'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-3055683373475952374</id><published>2011-01-25T14:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T14:54:19.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Show me your Bursleque~</title><content type='html'>Today.. We only had an hour. We sat in the corner on the floor again.&lt;br /&gt;When the talk was over, we hung out in the canteen at our yellow table :D We talked and exchanged numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Alanna, Grace, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sherly&lt;/span&gt;, Ann and I went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; together. But Grace left to go home and we 4 went to J8.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Toast Box, talked and walked around a bit. Apparently they said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vicom&lt;/span&gt; is handsome for a Vietnamese ;) yeah that dude has big eyes and long lashes!&lt;br /&gt;Guess who we saw! It was so funny. So we were walking and walking and Alanna went, 'I just saw someone, turn around and let's go!' And she just turned around and walked away leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sherly&lt;/span&gt;, Ann and me stoning there and we were like, 'What?!' (5 seconds later) '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;!'. Just that I really didn't see who it was, but the others did. Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;We bought the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tix&lt;/span&gt; and watched Burlesque! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; SO FUN! I loved it so fun. Christina was SO pretty! Her singing was awesome, super powerful voice she has! Really love the whole soundtrack too! The dude had a hot bod. He had droopy eyes though. Could hear Alanna going, '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; his muscles!' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mmmmmm&lt;/span&gt; :D My sis will be so jealous, she wanted to watch Burlesque too! But she's teaching at some school right now.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we walked around a little and they walked me to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and bathed. Now waiting for Jun Xi to come over and I'll go opposite to meet him. Gonna get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;FBTs&lt;/span&gt; too :D&lt;br /&gt;Buying uniform &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt; when I go for dance. Hope it all fits me :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;DSA&lt;/span&gt; girls won't hang out together anymore during orientation ): But then again, I can't wait for orientation!!! But we're meeting before school starts. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that I don't get tan during orientation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and that's it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get changed and wait. Got Jun Xi's present to prepare too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what!! CNY is coming!! Wooooo~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-3055683373475952374?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3055683373475952374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=3055683373475952374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3055683373475952374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3055683373475952374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2011/01/show-me-your-bursleque.html' title='Show me your Bursleque~'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6780979168550082035</id><published>2011-01-24T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T23:27:39.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life so far</title><content type='html'>A quicky post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been cool. DSA friends are fun! But yes, JIP wasn't fun. Today was interesting though. We had SNaPP. All about dating..blahblahblah. 'What are the opposite sex thinking?' And stuff like that. We had the same classroom as the RI boys.&lt;br /&gt;The best part was they passed us this newspaper and HONGKI WAS ON IT! It was last yaer's kpop night! :D WOOO (i'm such a prima donna)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. I don't remember much since there's nothing to remember about JIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance today was nice :) I'm pretty happy. Just that I got home really late and I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;I even started working out yesterday! And speaking of which, i still have my crunches to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with Jang Geun Suk!!!!!!!!!! He looks so stern, cold and dark but he's so cute when he starts covering his mouth and laugh when he's shy X) I really wanna see him as Junpyo in BOF (yes he was offered before Lee MinHo but he turned it down for Beethoven Virus!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation starts Thursday! Yes I'm in HH01, Drop Dead Gorgeous. Black and purple :/ I wanna be in Green so badly D:&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for orientation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There Glenn goes about SNSD again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Lene! Owe her money :P it was fun! mmm like eating lunch at foodcourts.&lt;br /&gt;But Jun Xi, (aljhafljhfd;oiaufhldjhl) said he can't make it for lunch tmr ): looks like we'll just wander around. Dude you owe me man &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alanna asked us to go watch movie tmr. Should I go too? fun to hang out with the DSA girls but I feel too lazy to go to the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of movies, watched Lovely Bones, Last Song and Dear John. Nicholas Sparks~ Feel like buying all his books. Why OH why didn't I buy from Thailand. They were only 295 baht!!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the train 4 times today. Tmr...going to school on my own again... listened to FTI all the way this morning. I need more of their songs on my playlist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right need to faster dl music, apply all the stuff for my face and workout. So tired. Nighties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6780979168550082035?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6780979168550082035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6780979168550082035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6780979168550082035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6780979168550082035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-so-far.html' title='Life so far'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-2276294752774836926</id><published>2011-01-14T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T22:16:00.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New school!</title><content type='html'>First 3 days in RJC!&lt;br /&gt;Well.. JIP isn't very enjoyable. And it's so cold in the PAC D: No wonder everyone needs a jacket there.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now I have a group of friends. They're fun and cool :D great time hanging out with them.&lt;br /&gt;It's still awkward going wrong in Anderson uniform because there's 1000 IP students. On the first day, I felt so out of place! In this swarming crowd of RG girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a really mean teacher today too. Don't like her :S she was really really discriminating against the DSA and JAE students. Like there's academic DSA students too! What she implied wasn't nice at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've chosen my subject combi! BCME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten lost once only :D&lt;br /&gt;CCA's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;Canteen food is nice! We only sit at yellow tables XD&lt;br /&gt;Met Min Yi one day too. Spoke to her a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we sat on the steps and slacked away. I still don't know everyone's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, so it's back to reality ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-2276294752774836926?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2276294752774836926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=2276294752774836926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2276294752774836926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2276294752774836926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-school.html' title='New school!'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6811538885481205481</id><published>2011-01-10T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T23:50:15.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I always cry when I'm happy...</title><content type='html'>Really I'm just emotional, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was cool! Congrats to everyone. I'm so proud of everyone!!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lene&lt;/span&gt;!! Don't fret okay!&lt;br /&gt;Amanda, Yew &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt;, Glenn, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ANEES&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; this guy kicked &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; face, not literally but the whole top scorer thing!!) and Jun Xi (wow apparently the G2 I gave him brought miracles, my lucky pen!)&lt;br /&gt;And yeah LOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so Yew &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rong&lt;/span&gt; was screaming a lot and going 'F-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YEAHHH&lt;/span&gt;!' &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ning&lt;/span&gt; gave us all gifts! Thanks girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, Anderson did very well and I'm really happy! Everything paid off and we must really thank Mrs &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Poh&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VPs&lt;/span&gt; and teachers especially.&lt;br /&gt;Ah I don't know but the feeling is so bittersweet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just talked to Daron just now over sub &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;combi&lt;/span&gt; as well! He's so nice!! He's gonna be my senior. This feels so nostalgic...like when we were kids and we used to play together, the 4 of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Jun Xi. Yesterday he started talking about how sea monsters can't eat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt;...like there's any link at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt; now it makes me think that it's really goodbye! All my friends...last time we meet is 2/4 chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Feel bad that I had to turn down &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh righto!&lt;br /&gt;Have lots to do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thailand was great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;! Love my great grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooooooo&lt;/span&gt; much! I'm so happy to see her happy... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6811538885481205481?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6811538885481205481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6811538885481205481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6811538885481205481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6811538885481205481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-do-i-always-cry-when-im-happy.html' title='Why do I always cry when I&apos;m happy...'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-8125410366962719098</id><published>2010-12-30T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T18:26:45.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should start writing here again</title><content type='html'>Hello :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from NZ and I'm off to Thailand on Saturday. This must be the most number of flights i've ever taken in my life thus far within a month. 2 to NZ, 3 to SG and 2 more for Bangkok. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that I'm back, I don't seem to have jet lag like when I was back from India in 2007.. How odd. But i'm sleeping too little and I don't feel tired. Ahh, hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I spent the day writing recipes, talking, cleaning the house and watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;The sweeping was bad. It gave me a blister...I blame it on the broom like how I just told Junxi, 2 minutes ago. I cooked my own dinner as well! Made noodles :) And I watched soooo much TV. First I watched Dream Team (2pm!), then Pink Lipstick, then Secret Garden (rather informative show on crazy people), then the talk show with students on channel U, then Victoria Secret (Wow the girls are hawt..) and lastly Oh!My School (I even texted Glenn to watch it.)&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKING of Glenn...He tricked me after OMS ended. And he laughed so hard. It seems like he never gets bored of laughing at me, meanie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I just watched Vampire Diaries. Gosh.. Ian Somerhalder, Michael Trevino and Steven R Mcqueen are HOT. Hehe.. I really want Tyler and Caroline to end up together, they look so good together while Tyler was going through the whole transforming thing and how she helped him. I really hope Damon gets Elena. He has more chemistry with Elena!! And they don't have a make out scene yet.&lt;br /&gt;Verdict, I must say Michael Trevino is really getting hotter than Taylor Lautner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read some of Glenn's monologues today. Oh man, it was so hilarious! But dude, why are they so long?!?!?! It's like reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I youtubed the Vampire Diaries cast and now I'm talking to Junxi. He came up with a law of Janice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I made macaroni with Aunty Jingle! It was cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. I've been feeling rather uneasy lately...shall tell Lene all about it on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, KBS is airing the music festival live!! Can't wait. The I'll Be Back rock version was so awesome!! The boys looked so good in the whole rocker look.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I can't wait for Dream High! Taec, Wooyoung and Suzy~ I kinda like the other lead male and IU as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to make a friendship band today but I can't seem to get myself to do it. One of the things I can't do...the string craft thing. Like how I can't do french braids, meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-8125410366962719098?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8125410366962719098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=8125410366962719098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8125410366962719098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8125410366962719098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-should-start-writing-here-again.html' title='I should start writing here again'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-1636603740082090695</id><published>2010-12-06T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:35:38.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wallflower</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="240" height="180" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=ac14622b22&amp;photo_id=5237203743&amp;flickr_show_info_box=true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=ac14622b22&amp;photo_id=5237203743&amp;flickr_show_info_box=true" height="180" width="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamwithsand/5237203743/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/jamwithsand/"&gt;jamwithsand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did a stop motion!! :D&lt;br /&gt;it kinda got worse at the end but nvm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not been doing many things.&lt;br /&gt;I watched Vampire Diaries, caught a few movies at the cinema, read books...Strictly Cassandra Clare's only XD, shopped, went out with Lene, Youtube-d, went to USS (boring!), packed my room and blah blah blah... The most shocking thing is that i learnt to cook!!!&lt;br /&gt;Prom was alright...not really that fun but it's cool. Painted my nails a lot too :D hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to blog lately XD&lt;br /&gt;I think I should start getting involved in Flickr again. Anyway, my sis asked me if i wanted to do some Toni&amp;Guy academy thingy..errrr :/ i don't know :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I should read Clockwork Angel!! AWESOME book btw, just 60 pages in? but it's awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get myself to sleep early, i don't know why...i think i just like sleeping late. but my complexion D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get myself moving and prepare some stuff for tmr! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-1636603740082090695?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1636603740082090695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=1636603740082090695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1636603740082090695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1636603740082090695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/12/wallflower.html' title='Wallflower'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6502809104441737557</id><published>2010-11-17T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T19:26:36.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOREDOM</title><content type='html'>I'm really sooooo bored. WHY oh WHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like blogging much.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, after bio, went out.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went out then had to go to RJ.&lt;br /&gt;Today, finished Wanida (omg sooo sweet, the couple's so perfect like a real match! Tik's so handsome and Aff's so beautiful! In some scenes, Tik looks like a statue! Like his features and skin is sooo perfect! Aff's skin is flawless too, no wonder she's the face of Garnier..oh well). Also did my nails for prom. Yellow and black :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it. What to do D:&lt;br /&gt;Going out tmr again. SEPHORA!!! I wanna get the Magic Wand Limited Edition 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to prom :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deleted my tagboard, all the spam! Ohgosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it...what to do now ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6502809104441737557?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6502809104441737557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6502809104441737557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6502809104441737557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6502809104441737557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/11/boredom.html' title='BOREDOM'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6224519619153235397</id><published>2010-10-19T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T21:27:59.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like colourful things</title><content type='html'>I'm lagging behind schedule so badly! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like the big day is just 6 freakingomgbananaahhhzzzz days away!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready kids? I'm not ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get rid of my tag board soon. It's getting irrinoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm shopping desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay need to get back to the books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Anees!! Sorry that i wasn't present today, hope Glenn remembered to give you the hug i told him to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6224519619153235397?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6224519619153235397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6224519619153235397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6224519619153235397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6224519619153235397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-like-colourful-things.html' title='I like colourful things'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-7853589880991372817</id><published>2010-09-27T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T18:22:38.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parachutes</title><content type='html'>In my new seat in class, I'm really beginning to love school so much, besides the whole fact I'm right next to the teacher's table. Had such a funny time with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Abdu&lt;/span&gt;, Amanda, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ning&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt; today :D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; it was such a wrong conversation? But I laughed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much my stomach hurt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; badly. I'll never look at aeroplanes, parachutes and toilet bowls the same way ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like blogging more but yeah, gotta go study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate looking at people's results.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like my results, they suck BIG TIME..&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to talk to some people.&lt;br /&gt;I really want everything to be over.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want O Levels to be so quickly though.&lt;br /&gt;I really want time to go slower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I really want a lot of things right now.&lt;br /&gt;Tired and worn out but it's the last lap of the race! It's all going to be over so soon. We'll all be saying goodbye to one another and then that's how the 4 years worth of memory in this school comes to an end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite a sad fact we're all leaving school and then a whole new chapter begins, 2 years in a whole new environment...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah but that's reality, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now..&lt;em&gt;STUDY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-7853589880991372817?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7853589880991372817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=7853589880991372817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7853589880991372817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7853589880991372817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/09/parachutes.html' title='Parachutes'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-1730160275226092804</id><published>2010-09-26T17:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T17:32:44.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>I think my email got hacked so I'm using a new email address now, that means I lost all my contacts. Text me your email address or whatever and I'll add you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-1730160275226092804?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1730160275226092804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=1730160275226092804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1730160275226092804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1730160275226092804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/09/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-3043697584901761219</id><published>2010-08-19T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T22:04:43.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence makes a heart grow fonder</title><content type='html'>I can't really remember which teacher said that line, i think it's Mr Lim.&lt;br /&gt;But i like it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging from my phone. Trying to keep away from the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week while walking home with the usual kids, I talked to Yew Rong about Phineas and Ferb. Thus, i decided that Baljeet should be my future husband. Considering his total cuteness and awesome accent :D&lt;br /&gt;However, shortly after that decision, Jun Xi decided that my decision was such an insult to him and decided to kill Baljeet D: but it's alright, Baljeet can continue living in Disney channel(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather enjoying the 7pm show now. I even made 2 people watched it!! Namely, Tian Ning and Glenn :D&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can talk to Tian Ning about it in class!! And Glenn and I have called the show 'cookie show' because somehow, 'bra pad' was translated from Korean into English as 'cookie'. Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Mmm but the 3rd brother is sooo sweet :D i think he bathes in sugar and eat sugar everyday. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glenn has also gone mad about Sunnybunny :O the poor boy really needs some medical attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I tried sleeping at 11!! And guess what, i woke up with such terrible eyebags and could barely stay awake the entire day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really odd to type on my phone like this :/ the blogger's so weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be Mr K's epic night lesson :O 5.30-9pm!! Gosh, really hope I don't bet all worn out..&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? Yesterday Mr K was talking about kangaroos attacking Singapore and said, 'Remember this, if you persue something too much, they'll run away. And you know what this can be applied to?...Guys ar, better remember. Chase after the girl too much, they'll also run away. Right Glenn?' LOL epf. Poot Glenn, SNSD will run away from you soon. Especially Taeyeon and Tiffa D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually studying Physics right now. I swear, it's an alien subject!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh and we watched IP Man 2 in class the other day!!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh so so so nice. I wanna continue it, hopefully!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite doubtful about retaking chinese..&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;But i do wanna get a better grade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta get back to the books!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm already so horribly sleepy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-3043697584901761219?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3043697584901761219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=3043697584901761219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3043697584901761219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3043697584901761219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/08/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html' title='Absence makes a heart grow fonder'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-4341426828410078858</id><published>2010-08-12T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:58:16.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colours of a rainbow</title><content type='html'>I really need to start studying :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Big Bang now :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...what has been happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th August:&lt;br /&gt;The fight in the canteen!!! First real fight I ever witnessed and gosh, IT WAS SCARY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 August:&lt;br /&gt;National Day celebrations!!&lt;br /&gt;GOT MY COLOURS AWARD!! SILVER~&lt;br /&gt;The concert was really interesting but it could have been more fun and all... I really enjoyed the whole Noose part though! Mrs Goh and Miss Ranjini totally owned the stage.&lt;br /&gt;After the concert, had some NE Quiz. It was a complete waste of time because we had to play this really really lame game. Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;After it all, went to study with Yun Chuan, BJ and Jarren at Thompson Plaza. We ate a lot. Especially BJ :O haha he was buying food non-stop!&lt;br /&gt;Got home and ended up watching clips from Star King and did a little work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th August:&lt;br /&gt;Watched I Am Your Teacher. AHHH TOP!!!&lt;br /&gt;After that, I ended up watching Big Bang parodies and text Shirlene all about them XD XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th August:&lt;br /&gt;STUDY!&lt;br /&gt;I made Glenn drink 3 cups of milo within an hour that night :D :D&lt;br /&gt;YAYY.&lt;br /&gt;I somehow made milo sound very seductive and delish..who knew, that guy just gave in to the temptation :O&lt;br /&gt;(And he went bonkers having a monologue with himself till pass 5am)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th August:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9.30am and STUDIED.&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned my room too!! :D Ended up with this amazingly nice table and I even rearranged my books and RADIO!!&lt;br /&gt;Tried my best not to on the tv to watch the 6th Asian Concert thingy but then Glenn mentioned Big Bang...had no choice but to watch it D: (I went squealing and ran out of my room)&lt;br /&gt;Didn't watch the NDP XD&lt;br /&gt;I got really pissed when my sis kept changing the channeling whenever I put KBS on &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;ANDD my mum scolded me for being too hype on tv ):&lt;br /&gt;Daddy came home from Perth with a hilarious party sleeping hat from the company's pyjamas party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th August:&lt;br /&gt;WOKE AT 11am :O&lt;br /&gt;Did some work then went to Thompson Plaza where we went on a food shopping spree.&lt;br /&gt;Got home and studied but fell asleep halfway.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and went to my ah mah's birthday dinner!! She's 84 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all for the whole last week.&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 days wasn't that much except...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th August:&lt;br /&gt;We discovered Angela is possessed by a ghost called Xiao Hong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th August:&lt;br /&gt;My future's husband name is Bajeet Rai. He's the cute Indian boy from Phineas and Ferb :3&lt;br /&gt;He's 5, I'm 3.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, gotta start ORAL STUFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHH WANTED TO DO MATH.&lt;br /&gt;Wasted so much time &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-4341426828410078858?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4341426828410078858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=4341426828410078858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4341426828410078858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4341426828410078858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/08/colours-of-rainbow.html' title='Colours of a rainbow'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-8713374611059137733</id><published>2010-08-04T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T22:39:36.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't say that you love me, say that you like me.</title><content type='html'>(That's from I Wanna Be Free :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get started on work.&lt;br /&gt;This is a useless blog post by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MUMMY'S HOME and I'm loving it. Just that she feeds me too much and my indigestion returns D:&lt;br /&gt;I really have a cranky stomach! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sigh (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-8713374611059137733?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8713374611059137733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=8713374611059137733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8713374611059137733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8713374611059137733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/08/dont-say-that-you-love-me-say-that-you.html' title='Don&apos;t say that you love me, say that you like me.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-7216098200371423726</id><published>2010-08-01T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T20:32:38.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be free, like the bluebirds flying by me.</title><content type='html'>岁月偷神 is such a touching movie, can't wait for the end!! I was practically crying at the brother-going-to-die part D:&lt;br /&gt;So sad ):&lt;br /&gt;So the Wang Lee Hom look alike 进一 is known as Aarif Lee who's a singer in Hong Kong :O&lt;br /&gt;And he graduated from Imperial College :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new song I like is...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free by Boyce &amp;amp; Hart. It's this song on the movie from 1968 and I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather lately has been so cold and it's time I get back to studying math. Not in the mood and nor am I mentally awake ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting the flue AGAIN, due to the weather ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm eating TOO much food, this is terrible....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2pm's concert started yesterday and they're performing again today! Apparently, more than 12000 fans appeared yesterday and so did SNSD and 2am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get some socks now (:&lt;br /&gt;and maybe juice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear self, PRELIMS and O LEVELS ARE COMING, WORK HARDER!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-7216098200371423726?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7216098200371423726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=7216098200371423726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7216098200371423726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7216098200371423726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-wanna-be-free-like-bluebirds-flying.html' title='I wanna be free, like the bluebirds flying by me.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6198045718189850574</id><published>2010-07-29T18:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T23:33:09.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smell of wine and cheap perfume.</title><content type='html'>这是爱，我们的爱 - 王力宏 (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AHH&lt;/span&gt; I'M ADDICTED TO 第一个清晨 :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi stalkers of my blog, I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;Been really busy lately so I didn't blog ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Acting classes + Finals on 17 July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read the updates on Glenn's blog, good enough.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna zoom in on the final day...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 5.24am with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Anees's&lt;/span&gt; voice saying 'Hey Beautiful.' Gosh seriously, I was so tired. I thought my alarm was ringing so I didn't pick up the phone..then it rang again and I was like, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ohgoshwhywon'titstopringing&lt;/span&gt;?! Tried to go back to sleep after that but was too excited to..&lt;br /&gt;Dropped by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Esso&lt;/span&gt; and got myself 2 bars of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kitkat&lt;/span&gt; :D Then, drove to pick up Arvin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Zakrie&lt;/span&gt; and Jerome at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yishun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We all reached at 7.30am, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt; and Glenn were already there. We practised our lines and took pictures. Eventually came up with the group name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TAAWBAM&lt;/span&gt; = Team Awesome Alpha Bin Abdul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Manap&lt;/span&gt;. Got a hug from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt;, Andrea (SHE CAME!), Huixiang and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Atiqah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wooooo&lt;/span&gt; :D Mr K, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;TAAWBAM&lt;/span&gt; and Aaron did a cheer thing and Mr K all wished us the best of luck :D&lt;br /&gt;The whole Whoosh family turned up with banners too, really touching. Even Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Fadz&lt;/span&gt; and his fiance were there!!! Many thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Fadzly&lt;/span&gt; for taking care of my mega heavy bag too :x&lt;br /&gt;We were the first to go up, and it was AWESOME. Though my voice was quite soft ):&lt;br /&gt;We came in 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; runner up. I was quite stunned when we were told we got 3rd! We were all expecting better..&lt;br /&gt;I would really like to thank MR K FOR MAKING IT ALL POSSIBLE, Miss Andrea for helping us and being there to support us even though she has left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Andreson&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Jayln&lt;/span&gt; for being patient and coaching us and introducing us to this world of acting, Regina and (someone whose name I do not know) for helping with the costume, light and sound, Aaron for helping us with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;safety&lt;/span&gt; lights backstage and seeing over the stuff backstage, Trey for the feedback and ALL THE SUPPORTERS THAT TURNED UP AND WISHED US LUCK! Huixiang and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Jinhu&lt;/span&gt; too! My fave flower :3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;annnddd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Firdhous&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Raldah&lt;/span&gt; turned up! :D&lt;br /&gt;There was one epic moment when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Yishun&lt;/span&gt; Town came up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Star Wars&lt;/span&gt; thing and they mentioned Jedi and we all cheered Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Kamal&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Wooo&lt;/span&gt; awesome man, totally owned them.&lt;br /&gt;We also took many group photos and did Anderson Cheer. Though we might not be first, I swear our school spirit was the best of them all.&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing, we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Kallang&lt;/span&gt; Leisure Park for lunch. Glenn and I got sandwiched between the 2 couples :O We even saw Edmund Chen!!&lt;br /&gt;Got home feeling really tired and still had tuition D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love acting now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Voyage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; la Vie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch this show at Resorts World on 15 July :D Thursday. After rehearsals at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Dunman&lt;/span&gt; High, rushed home in a cab all on my own (seriously this is my first time taking a cab alone, quite scary D: )&lt;br /&gt;Got dressed in a white tank top, white/black floral skirt and black waist belt :D Wore my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;sis's&lt;/span&gt; office-y heals :D&lt;br /&gt;There, we got valet parking which was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; awesome, felt really cool like we were some important guests with the IR staffs opening the doors for us :x&lt;br /&gt;Saw many celebs and the guest of honour was the Deputy PM! :O&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I got the front seats! RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE!&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY LOVE THIS SHOW. My favourite person was the Game Master, aka the contortionist, aka &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Alexey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Goloborodko&lt;/span&gt;. He's only 16 and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;ohgosh&lt;/span&gt;, he's super SUPER good. The juggler, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Viktor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Kee&lt;/span&gt;, was really good too. He can juggle 9 balls and his actions are mega smooth, really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;There was one part when this dude flew off the stage towards the audience, my sister and I had a shock of our lives &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a really awesome scene with topless dudes pole dancing right in front of us too, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;woooo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The magic show was just freaky alright. Like they sawed the guy into 2 and he was just lying flat on a table that doesn't have anything covering him at all. Just a dude and a table :/ it's quite freaky. His mini body could still play the piano (while lying down without looking at the keys at all). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Ohoh&lt;/span&gt; the show also started with a mini magic trick and the 2 kids on stage were mega cute :3&lt;br /&gt;I just love the fact that I couldn't believe I witnessed so many circus freaky acts live RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, like so near some more!! Plus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Johnathan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Leong&lt;/span&gt; singing scenes felt like a rock concert!&lt;br /&gt;After everything, went to walk around the IR and took pictures with the Universal Studios globe thingy.&lt;br /&gt;There were many many many people standing outside the casino too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really like to thank my dad's boss (whoever he is) for giving the staff body so many complimentary tickets :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Everyday life&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;HUIXIANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in such a homework mood I think I might be mad.&lt;br /&gt;My grades have improved so I'm happy (: though my L1R5 would be atrocious since English is just :O and I failed Physics and Emath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ajumma show at 7pm ended D: But it was enjoyable watching it and commenting at everything with Glenn on msn XD The ending was so EPF with the Bollywood slow motion running at the beach! HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Angela fell down yesterday while chasing the bus! When I walked into class, Yew Rong was like, 'Look at Angela.' I was like O_O WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU! O_O Poor girl ): must be really painful. She looks like someone abused her XD Even Mr Fadz had a shock :o&lt;br /&gt;Only Amanda was so..neutral about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Korean girls are here. What I know is that:&lt;br /&gt;They have the same hairstyle and they're muscular.&lt;br /&gt;Yew Rong thought one of them was a guy.&lt;br /&gt;Glenn admits they have more muscles than him.&lt;br /&gt;Some sec 5 who was singing Gee and Genie next to me in ANDE today was commenting how disappointed he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of SNSD...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday during recess, Glenn had the dude at the music booth play Gee and Chee Ian and he started dancing to it. The whole canteen erupted in laughter hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;It was totally EPFunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go on photoshoot...gosh..&lt;br /&gt;I really want to do a supermarket shoot, so we might ask the manager and stuff for permission. I want to try some rather run-down-ish locations too.&lt;br /&gt;The field next to my estate where i take photos is now officially become a bloody public carpark. Totally wtf... Yeah, the place was bought by some Chinese dude -- ... &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;They have started construction too...&lt;br /&gt;Byebye to the field, you've given me great memories. We used to call you 'the hill' and we rode our bikes up there on the bumpy ground, ran around with neighbours' dogs, flew kites, caught tadpoles with our bare hands, grew crops, played with grass weed thingy, exercise, rowed around in the grass, had picnic and saw the first snake skin..ever.&lt;br /&gt;Really miss the place so much, all my childhood memories and my photo location):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent Chem talking to Yun Chuan non-stop hehe and got nagged at by Miss Mok XD We were discussing about studying during study leave...and grades...&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, 2 days back, Ong Lai, Zigui and I went home together. We all decided on the fact that (she) might have hit her head or found a boyfriend, which explains are unusually good mood lately.&lt;br /&gt;My chem marks have improved too!!!! 8D 8D 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During PE, I talk to Dimeng, Siew Mun, Joyce, Jing Fang and Wing Sang about K-Pop, cool stuff man :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh MBG (the photographer who's 17 and is so freaking talented he became a professional at 16) actually said thanks to my fb post. OMG, he said a word to me! :O :O :O I probably idolise him so freaking much I'm hyperventilating. He met Grace Coddington in Prada and saw Obama drive by in NYC on his birthday, lucky guy.&lt;br /&gt;(Wait why am I even talking about some dude I don't even know?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2pm's concert starts on Saturday! So exciting..though I can't watch it since it's in Korea D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My complexion is on the downfall..really depressing. Must be because I'm eating too much chocolate and sleeping toooooooo little. I have really bad panda eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, talked to Zhou Yang. Is it just me or did his biceps grow? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be joining the Gays for their practice on Friday after SPA, really miss dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work I completed today:&lt;br /&gt;1. Vectors 7b&lt;br /&gt;2. Transformers II&lt;br /&gt;(And I'm on to do more &gt;:) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have dinner and watch the new 7pm show :D&lt;br /&gt;Bio O Level SPA Skill 3 tomorrow and..THAT'S IT, WE'RE OFFICIALLY DONE WITH SPA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 2 lame jokes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you call a current induced at night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blackcurrant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do Koreans keep their things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next year...my uniform's gonna be white and green :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY MISS MY MUMMY ):&lt;br /&gt;She's in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong with her friends. She's buying me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lotsa&lt;/span&gt; stuff like earphones, headphones, skirt, shirt, MARC JACOBS WINDBREAKER (LIKE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OHMYBANANA&lt;/span&gt;), WELLINGTON BOOTS (!!!!!!!!!!BEEN WANTING THEM FOR &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt; LONG) and...CANDY :D&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for her return on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister has gone bonkers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6198045718189850574?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6198045718189850574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6198045718189850574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6198045718189850574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6198045718189850574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/smell-of-wine-and-cheap-perfume.html' title='Smell of wine and cheap perfume.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-124609280991317577</id><published>2010-07-09T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T21:52:24.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See you in my dreams.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY 700&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; POST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JmJObGXR38s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JmJObGXR38s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;อยากให้ย้อนเวลาเพื่อคืนกลับมาเริ่มต้นใหม่&lt;br /&gt;ฉันจะทำทุกสิ่งทุกอย่าง ไม่ให้เธอนั้นต้องเดินจากฉันไป&lt;br /&gt;(What I'm singing right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! Today was such a draggy long day.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much really. Chinese test just just terrible. Not bothered anyway. No idea what the thing was saying so I just rushed through it and went to sleep. English test was okay, totally manageable. SS lesson we had 2 trainees sitting in and Mr K passed me the consent forms for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DHS&lt;/span&gt; challenge supporters. Recess was spent playing game. Geog was the normal same old same old.&lt;br /&gt;Lunched with Angela, Darrick and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Onglai&lt;/span&gt;. Bought a whole lot of snacks. Started snacking while doing math &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hw&lt;/span&gt; from 1.30 to 3. I also asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Deepak&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kuan&lt;/span&gt; Ting and Xian Long to buy me the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;giraffe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;marshmallow&lt;/span&gt; :D Mr K started the movie at 5 and showed us..Crimson Tide. I WAS EXPECTING &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;INVICTUS&lt;/span&gt;. Got to say, the movie was really...trilling! I started grabbing on to Angela's shoulder. During the break I went off to buy more snacks. I really can't stop eating!&lt;br /&gt;Ended at 7 plus and got home at 7.50.&lt;br /&gt;Ate food.&lt;br /&gt;Watched telly, showered and here I am now, blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 8 months since I last went to the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel so excited about the acting finals, gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nichkhun&lt;/span&gt; and f(x)'s Victoria's We Just Got Married article in my mum's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thai&lt;/span&gt; mag! :D&lt;br /&gt;AND I CAN READ THAI NOW. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; I'm so happy for myself, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go do some movie blogging. Then study. STUDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes and 'See you in my dreams' was what Hunter said to his wife before leaving to go to the submarine in Crimson Tide.&lt;br /&gt;I really hate scenes when the husband/lover has to leave for war and leave his girl behind T_T&lt;br /&gt;When the movie started, I told Angela, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;SOMEONE'S&lt;/span&gt; GONNA DIE IN THE MOVIE. And true enough, people died.&lt;br /&gt;I really get this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;uncomfy&lt;/span&gt; feeling when Mr K lectures us on nuclear warfare. How it would become a holocaust. I try not to listen. Imagine how terrible it'll be. VAPOURISING AWAY FASTER THAN THE SPEED OF LIGHT AND WHAT'S LEFT IS ONLY YOUR SHADOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off now!&lt;br /&gt;Janice's 10/10 movie is still Pride And Prejudice by the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-124609280991317577?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/124609280991317577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=124609280991317577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/124609280991317577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/124609280991317577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/see-you-in-my-dreams.html' title='See you in my dreams.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6558243130488088909</id><published>2010-07-08T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T20:43:53.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acting class'/><title type='text'>Kiss me beneath the milky twilight, lead me out on the moonlit floor.</title><content type='html'>Really love the song lyrics of Kiss Me! One of my favourite song lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was like this..&lt;br /&gt;Got to school, walked down to morning assembly and when we were at the steps next to the level 1 toilet, they said morning assembly is in class.&lt;br /&gt;So we walked back, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blahblah&lt;/span&gt;, Mr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fadz&lt;/span&gt; came and change our seats. I STILL CAN'T SEE THE BOARD, neither can &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chuan&lt;/span&gt;. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ANDE&lt;/span&gt; was funny :D &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YC&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BJ&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ning&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vicom&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sharmini&lt;/span&gt; and I formed a team and we were all supposed to do a collage on what we think about a global citizen. So Mr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fadz&lt;/span&gt; gave out magazines and we started cutting. Ours was EPIC FUNNY. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;, but it might not be very proper to mention it here... Oh then we saw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anees's&lt;/span&gt; group. THEY USED &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SNSD&lt;/span&gt; and they changed the faces to these men. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math..just did homework. My register number, the dearest 15, gets called a lot for math homework now.&lt;br /&gt;Chem, this trainee teacher sat in. Miss &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mok&lt;/span&gt; got mad &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; only less than 5 people brought the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TYS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Recess, ate food. I HAD THE HONOUR OF &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SUAN&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ING&lt;/span&gt; ARVIN &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; boring gosh.&lt;br /&gt;Physics was not bad...i finally understand some Fleming's right/left hand rule. FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;Chem O Level SPA 3 was...quite unexpected. Thought would be harder. After hearing Jerome..I think I was quite wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the test, the 2 dudes namely Sexy Boy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt; and Jerome took AGES to come down. I gave the 4/5 dudes a ring and guess what, THEY WERE ALREADY ON THEIR WAY. After the 2 guys came, we had to wait for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt; to buy Boost bars. At least on the taxi he shared the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chocoloate&lt;/span&gt; with us :D&lt;br /&gt;Then..we got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 10 of Acting Class: Site &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Recee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DHS&lt;/span&gt; is really nice. And their canteen has SO MUCH VARIETY.&lt;br /&gt;We met &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt; and the 4/5 dudes, then Regina came. Then Mr K came with out Macs lunch. Gave out the food to the boys and Mr K made me take the left over nuggets and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McChicken&lt;/span&gt; home because he says I'm too thin and I have to eat. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ptff&lt;/span&gt;, fine. While eating, we discussed costumes.&lt;br /&gt;We did a line run with our eyes close. Some sort of an exercise to sense each other's energy and how we build up on the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt; again, it IMPROVING! Well done Sexy Boy.&lt;br /&gt;After that, it was OUR TURN TO USE THE STAGE.&lt;br /&gt;Got to say, the place is rather cool. We went through our lines and used the wireless mics. You know the ones those celebs use when they're having a concert? It felt really professional! :D&lt;br /&gt;We did a run through with our mics and GUESS WHAT, GLENN FORGOT HIS LINES and started urging me to just continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt; epic moment when Arvin dropped his mic while climbing up the stage &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today's cool. I'm trying my best, yes work harder! We got to be much better by Monday.&lt;br /&gt;We're also going to use really big auditoriums for our future practices, 9 days left man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt; asked me to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;incorporate&lt;/span&gt; some dance moves but I won't be able to do those. My jeans are like slim cut just that the bottom is boot cut. Very movement restricting I must say.&lt;br /&gt;We thanked &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt;, Regina and Trey (who suddenly appeared while we were acting).&lt;br /&gt;Then all 6 of us SQUEEZED INTO MY K'S CAR! Arvin, the bouncer, was nice enough to carry my bag into the car for me! :D Okay, so I, being the smallest in size, had to wait for all 5 guys to pile into the car. Then Mr K told me to sit on Sexy Boy's lap. I gave him a super loud HUH! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; then Glenn decided to sit on Arvin's lap instead. It was so funny. The whole interior of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CRV&lt;/span&gt; looked all squished up.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; station, we all got off and the pedestrians must be thinking,' How did so many people fit into the car?'&lt;br /&gt;We thanked Mr K who then gave us our test papers. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gah&lt;/span&gt;! Got to study for it before attempting it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt; and Glenn, the gay couple, got off the train at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Serangoon&lt;/span&gt; and the rest 4 of us continued on the N-S line. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zakri&lt;/span&gt;, the bouncer, was nice enough to wait for the bus with me. But I was like looking at him and went,' Why are you here?' And he was like,' LIKE THAT LA.' Fine, my bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. My sis was happy enough to eat the Macs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;, she was asking why Mr K's so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF TO STUDY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6558243130488088909?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6558243130488088909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6558243130488088909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6558243130488088909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6558243130488088909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/kiss-me-beneath-milky-twilight-lead-me.html' title='Kiss me beneath the milky twilight, lead me out on the moonlit floor.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-1095783774389664557</id><published>2010-07-07T20:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T20:07:36.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acting class'/><title type='text'>Fruit juice paradise.</title><content type='html'>I studied for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Amath&lt;/span&gt; yesterday and guess what, I COULDN'T DO THE TEST TODAY. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;Bio test was great! But it wasn't even counted, gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today, anyhow tied my hair, went off to school.&lt;br /&gt;(I never go to school in peace now. Gosh, all thanks you this particular old woman with big hair who just likes to pick on me. Yes and if &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;any one's&lt;/span&gt; wondering why I don't want to donate to the school, ask this particular soul.)&lt;br /&gt;Got to school, studied, practically sleeping in morning assembly (so lifeless).&lt;br /&gt;Physics is... I really really can't UNDERSTAND anything that has to do with electricity. SERIOUSLY. Electricity is just something that makes no sense. All I know is that it's very useful in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Bio test was super &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. I fell asleep many times while doing the paper, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chuan&lt;/span&gt; kicked my chair to wake me up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Amath&lt;/span&gt; test..as I've said, was.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent recess doing work.&lt;br /&gt;English was totally draggy. I thought 2 hours actually passed --&lt;br /&gt;Geography was..alright... At least the test is postponed.&lt;br /&gt;Rushed off to do the NE survey. I felt so dumb D: I went to 10 computers and couldn't seem to access the web then when I used the computer &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Deepak&lt;/span&gt; was using, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Deepark&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Abdu&lt;/span&gt; realised &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been typing the wrong URL all along. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ptff&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 9 of acting class&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down with Jerome and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt; to the canteen. Then Arvin and Glenn came. After grabbing some food, we went to wait for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt; and went up to the black box. We all got dressed for our roles today. Only Glenn didn't bring any costume.&lt;br /&gt;We went through the whole skit, cut the lines, had 3 audiences. We had some feedback from them..&lt;br /&gt;We also confirmed that it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt; and Regina in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Starhub&lt;/span&gt; commercial!! Knew it!&lt;br /&gt;It's really funny that at the end, we all did the number poses, the whole &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kawaii&lt;/span&gt; Japanese game show thing. We did 1 to 6 for MR K TO SEE! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt; :D Only &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt; didn't play along D:&lt;br /&gt;At the end, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt; told me I've improved and Mr K said I was graceful on 'stage'. You've got to see the look on Glenn face because HE GOT NO &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;FEEDBACK&lt;/span&gt;, he started singing, 'Shot through the heart, and you're to blame...' &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well but okay, when we were serious, I really felt that everyone was good. I can see that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt; (the Sexy Boy) is trying really hard because he might not be very comfortable or experienced in this, but don't give up! You can do it! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zakrie's&lt;/span&gt; rather good I must say. Well his characters are as expressive as him to begin with. Glenn's just so funny (but got criticised for being too feminine on stage, SUPER &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;EPF&lt;/span&gt;! Too much &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SNSD&lt;/span&gt;, man)! Arvin, really love his scene but got to loosen up! Jerome, I've decided not to look at him during the model scene or I'll laugh like mad bananas.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the final feedback from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt; was that when we're serious we do better. Like how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt; really built up on the atmosphere and how the COUPLE SCENE WAS GOOD and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zakrie&lt;/span&gt; scenes were well done. So it really helped build up on the end scene.&lt;br /&gt;Before leaving, we had instructions for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;recee&lt;/span&gt;. So apparently, the 4/5 dudes and 4/1 smarties are going separately. Mr K commented that the 4/5 dudes were bouncy (with the exception of Glenn who makes it for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fagly&lt;/span&gt;). Mr K's getting us Macs tomorrow too but I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; not a fan of Macs. Unhealthy much ):&lt;br /&gt;Went home with the 2 bouncy dudes, namely Arvin and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zakrie&lt;/span&gt;. We were waving bye to the gay couple on the bus, then I said, 'I think the people on the bus will think that we're waving to them.' On the bus, I said that my first impression of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zakrie&lt;/span&gt; was that he has such a pretty voice. Then he said, 'Thanks for the flattering.' And I was like, 'More of flattening.' &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; Arvin gave me a High Five :D &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; On the train I was sandwiched between them in the packed carriage. Arvin was like, 'We look like Janice's bouncers.' &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; it was quite &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;believeable&lt;/span&gt;. To begin with, they're &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much taller than me and so....big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, folks!&lt;br /&gt;Site &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;recee&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow, Chem SPA 3 O LEVEL and.. assignments to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear team of 5 dudes (who are all taller than me, even the shortest dude is taller than me), it's 10 more days!!!! WE CAN DO THIS! Don't fall sick and stay strong and healthy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-1095783774389664557?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1095783774389664557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=1095783774389664557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1095783774389664557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1095783774389664557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/fruit-juice-paradise.html' title='Fruit juice paradise.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-2791330281620484265</id><published>2010-07-05T18:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T19:43:27.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acting class'/><title type='text'>Playing with expressions.</title><content type='html'>I slept at around 2am last night, after completing 7 Geog papers and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;-ed my sis (whatever for, she was just like 10 steps away).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8.30, which was later than planned ):&lt;br /&gt;Searched for my Chem notes and worksheets. Then at 9, ate breakfast (cucumber, muesli bar and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;milo&lt;/span&gt;) while watching some drama on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KBS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;At 9.30, started at Chem. Did till 11.30, break for lunch, studied a little, then got ready to go to school!&lt;br /&gt;Tied a french braid today! :D&lt;br /&gt;Went to pay my fine of 30 cents at the library and met &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Huixiang&lt;/span&gt;. Read Bio on the train. Overhead these boys (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prolly&lt;/span&gt; in lower sec) getting all hyped up about girls &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; them. I tried really hard not to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to school. The guard interrogated me on my presence in school on a school holiday --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 8 of Acting Class&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got there, met &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt; and Glenn in the canteen. Attempted reading more Bio but Glenn was too noisy. I ended up giving him the beautiful name &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fagly&lt;/span&gt; (fag + ugly)&lt;br /&gt;We went up to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MPS&lt;/span&gt; and the others came. The guys were getting wild and noisy while waiting for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Today was so awesomely fun!! We went through the scenes and she focused on how every scene should developed. Also some minor changes here and there.&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WHAT! Glenn and I were the BEST CHARACTERS of the day because.... WE HAD CHEMISTRY (Quite a joke since we both failed chemistry). Jerome was the mega EPF one, SUPER FUNNY omg.&lt;br /&gt;We took a break and guess what. GLENN GAVE ME A 2PM FILE AND RULER!! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;We also watched Dirty Eyed Girls again and Arvin was so irked ): Hmm we also did some crazy dancing.&lt;br /&gt;After Regina and Jalyn left, we talked about who we're gonna invite to the finals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i really hope WE WIN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to return the keys and Anees and Glenn left the other way. Anyawy when we all walked out of the gate, we realised the 2 dudes are missing and Arvin was like, 'Those gays.' LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for the acting!&lt;br /&gt;Got home, and checked Twitter. GUESS WHAT, JAEBUM IS COMING TO SINGAPORE IN SEPTEMBER!!!! But the tickets are like $120. Really ex): though it's inclusive of Sentosa tickets and drinks.&lt;br /&gt;Besides..it's prelims so probably can't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh after O levels I'm soooo gonna go a conert. Hopefully my parents will allow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta do some stuff for the acting and STUDY! Gah..&lt;br /&gt;So hungry. DINNER NOW!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-2791330281620484265?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2791330281620484265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=2791330281620484265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2791330281620484265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2791330281620484265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/playing-with-expressions.html' title='Playing with expressions.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6717000880962062153</id><published>2010-07-04T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T22:25:57.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework addiction.</title><content type='html'>Is there really such a thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing a lot of working/studying the past 3 days. Well but I did a lot of tv-ing too XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited for the week ahead. Though there's 7 tests in 4 days, 3 on Wednesday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something terribly wrong with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JANICE YOU MUST WORK HARD!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6717000880962062153?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6717000880962062153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6717000880962062153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6717000880962062153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6717000880962062153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/homework-addiction.html' title='Homework addiction.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-2174846535809436742</id><published>2010-07-02T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T21:32:56.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the little things that count in life.</title><content type='html'>So many things are happening... I think I flunked all the tests this week..&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;RJC&lt;/span&gt; audition was rather good so I have no complains. I sacrificed my math test and danced for 5 hours non stop yesterday. I thought I could have done better though, gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glenn says I have double eyelids now! Well technically, they show sometimes..then they don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aleithia&lt;/span&gt; was a darling today to help me out.&lt;br /&gt;AND MY SISTER FOR HELPING ME YESTERDAY SO SO SO MUCH..&lt;br /&gt;Oh plus this random lower sec RI guy who helped walk me to the gate because I was CLUELESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I got caught for pinafore AGAIN? Gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really happy for Andrea, for the internship!! I really really feel so happy for her. 18 and an intern at CLEO!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna buy the magazine when she tells me that her work is up. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My muscles are really aching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; badly right now. Think I'll do some work and turn in early. This is the second time in 5 days I'm actually using a computer!&lt;br /&gt;(: Partly because I downloaded some free apps from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ovi&lt;/span&gt; and I can use my phone for practically ANYTHING..like checking all the social webs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming quite drawn to Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now 44.something kg.&lt;br /&gt;I must start eating...getting tired so easily when I dance now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 new flats from Cotton On! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; They were like 5 bucks each so my mum was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yeahyeah&lt;/span&gt; just buy, can wear for fun :D Now I have NEON FLATS.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOLOLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my sis didn't eat dinner and now she's snacking so mummy's mad and says she won't buy anymore snacks... NOT EVEN THE HEALTHY ONES (no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt;, low sodium, baked chips and organic shop stuff) WE EAT NOW D: D: D: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sobsob&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saw my pictures of this person's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tumblr&lt;/span&gt; which was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;reblogged&lt;/span&gt;/liked so freaking many times and the problem with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tumblr&lt;/span&gt;, it's like a cycle. And everything is in Japanese so I can't really read what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to take photos..but no time, no strength, no motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to do some work. Maybe I shall start the mugging off with some apple juice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going out to Starbucks opposite my estate to study one day. Away from all the distractions at home. Or maybe MOF..Subway..or the food court.&lt;br /&gt;Who's up for it? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must see the greatness in life to love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-2174846535809436742?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2174846535809436742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=2174846535809436742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2174846535809436742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2174846535809436742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-little-things-that-count-in-life.html' title='It&apos;s the little things that count in life.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-4495644913949014728</id><published>2010-06-29T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T00:03:10.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She was only 16, only 16, but I loved her so.</title><content type='html'>Hello world, this is the first official blog post as a sixteen year old on planet earth.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone for the lovely wishes that really meant a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;I really love my family though Dad's not around to join the celebration, I had fun taking photos with Mummy and Sis (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kopkhun took kon tee tarm hai wan nee paen wan tee mee kuammai garb cheevid Janice na ka! Torn nee Nid gor aryu 16 laew na :D wan nee mee kuamsuk makmak, kor hai pee ni sorb hai deedee, mai jaeb buai, yu sabai dee, dang sadti wai, laew gor dai kao longlian JC nai fan kong Nid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone doesn't have Thai zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-4495644913949014728?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4495644913949014728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=4495644913949014728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4495644913949014728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4495644913949014728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/she-was-only-16-only-16-but-i-loved-her.html' title='She was only 16, only 16, but I loved her so.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-2931509493498921990</id><published>2010-06-25T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T00:28:02.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acting class'/><title type='text'>I really miss one thing right now..</title><content type='html'>I MISS DANCE SESSIONS IN SCHOOL D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick post because I need to do math quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, watched Idol World till 4.30am, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SNSD&lt;/span&gt; and 2pm. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Taec&lt;/span&gt;, Jae and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Khun&lt;/span&gt; totally &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;seduced&lt;/span&gt; their girls A LOT. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay back from doing math quiz which I failed because I didn't read the questions at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must study Chinese oral AND HAVE TESTS?!?!?! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wtf&lt;/span&gt; is wrong with the school. At least postpone all the CA2 tests so we can study for something very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; called O Levels. Also, I realised there was only 1 lesson in the holidays for oral? And i still must do holiday homework.. This is so banana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 7 of acting class&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much to say AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I went there at 1.50pm, sat around. Walked up at 2pm, and found Glenn sitting there. Then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt; came. And &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt; taught Glenn how to catwalk (improvement! but still need to loosen up elbows and knees), then she made Glenn sing. Anyway, the rest came and Mr K. We got in and went through our lines. It's all about building up on the climax. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Meh&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Danced Abracadabra, Sorry and Gee with Glenn. We dragged &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Firdhous&lt;/span&gt; along. And I caught Glenn singing a song by the band he claims to hate. (I am addicted to Abracadabra like really badly. And I keep doing the spoof version start! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to talk to Arvin. Who was doing his sexy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ANTM&lt;/span&gt; pose. Epic &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zakrie and I too did a high five, but we did it..DARA STYLE. LOLLL&lt;br /&gt;Jerome scene as designer really omgggg laughed SO HARD. Well Arvin's Goyang part too!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mr K came in with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;edited&lt;/span&gt; script. Seriously it's so much longer! When it's meant to be SHORTER. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt; my simple line in one scene changed. Not keen on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;memorisng&lt;/span&gt; by Monday thing, but it's only 3(? very long) lines.&lt;br /&gt;Left early to go for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tuition&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat in there till 9 plus pm.&lt;br /&gt;Came home at almost 10pm and had dinner. Wow, my brunch at 12pm lasted me till 10pm!! Didn't feel hungry at all anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh must..do..chem. BUT MUST STUDY CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;It's too fast. They just uploaded the schedule too?&lt;br /&gt;I'm on Day 1, 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; person! Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My leg is healing (:&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stalked &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KBS&lt;/span&gt; for Cinderella's Stepsister &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; Even though I watched the first episode a while back on a school holiday day, I didn't get the story line at all. But &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Taec&lt;/span&gt; was hot, nonetheless. I was looking and thinking..This dude looks good and he's so familiar! Then yeah, I FOUND OUT IT'S &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HIMMMMM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wooo&lt;/span&gt; must go soon.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;. BUT I MUST HAVE SELF CONTROL of I'll sleep at 5am..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-2931509493498921990?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2931509493498921990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=2931509493498921990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2931509493498921990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2931509493498921990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-really-miss-one-thing-right-now.html' title='I really miss one thing right now..'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-8588123036749240119</id><published>2010-06-24T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T23:00:37.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry</title><content type='html'>It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nichkhun's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; today!! He's 22!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am officially discharged from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HPB&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! The doc says my bones have matured (because I've not grown for a year T_T) and so I don't have to go back anymore! Also, I AM NOW 45.6KG!!! YAY! I'm reaching my target weight!&lt;br /&gt;After sleeping for 2.5h only last night, I was practically sleeping everywhere. Even standing up on the train. I was like staring at the doctor with semi closing eyes. On the way home, almost missed my train stop! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yeah I surfed the net, had lunch, did some chem, face mask/peel of mask and went to sleep for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Did more chem.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt the Abracadabra dance. Well there isn't much steps, only learnt 2 verse anyway after watching Wild Bunny where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Taec&lt;/span&gt;, Woo Young, Chan Sung, Jo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kwon&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Seul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ong&lt;/span&gt; learnt to dance it. Gosh the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;MV&lt;/span&gt; seriously damn funny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kwon&lt;/span&gt; totally OWNED it and Chan Sung really looked damn sexy.&lt;br /&gt;Wild Bunny no more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ep&lt;/span&gt; 7 part 4/5 onwards D: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sobsob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Mnet&lt;/span&gt; Hot Blood now. POOR GUYS ): But it really shows how much they will do for the stardom and the fame to be out there.&lt;br /&gt;The more I watch them, the more they're getting better looking. Cabi has 3 of the hottest guys on 2pm :D I really like Chan Sung now, he looks good with his piercing :x And Jun Su's rather cute :D And Jae's really hot too but he's no longer with them T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done 2 chem paper MCQ. Argh, watch a bit more and time to continue!!!&lt;br /&gt;Acting tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My left leg muscle is kinda injued. HOW TO DANCE!! Dsa!! I can't do left leg split D: must re-choreo!!&lt;br /&gt;And my leg hurts):Putting my sis awesome cream, it's getting better slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-8588123036749240119?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8588123036749240119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=8588123036749240119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8588123036749240119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8588123036749240119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/strawberry.html' title='Strawberry'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-8625036649395676423</id><published>2010-06-23T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T22:31:40.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller coaster.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;Dragged my butt out of bed and went to school. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blahblah&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time for Mr K's lesson, so I walked into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;AVT&lt;/span&gt; and sat down, then I got a text from Glenn at 10:32 SAYING HE JUST WOKE UP &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOLLLL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45 minutes later, he came into class. It was really a waste of time for him to come because the lesson ended 15 minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;Then, debrief with Mr K. Watched some Matrix and he said something which was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OMGLOLOLOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After lesson, went home with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yewrong&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lai&lt;/span&gt;. Saw Hun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Quan&lt;/span&gt; on the train!!! Reached home at  7.30pm..then at 10pm to 2am I studied SS. Made myself ginseng tea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8am with the plan to study, ended up sleeping with my notes till 9am. Apparently, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nothing's&lt;/span&gt; in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school, saw Angela, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Siong&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Qin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Test.&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;wtbanana&lt;/span&gt;, CANT EVEN DO Q1!! And SEQ...WHAT I STUDIED WASN'T TESTED! Lucky I could remember governance from SA1..&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go acting, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt; couldn't make it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;JinHu&lt;/span&gt; and Chin came to watch us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Firdhous&lt;/span&gt; DID A DANCE MOVE FROM GEE!!! :O I told Mr K about it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Ended up watching Blind Side with the class.&lt;br /&gt;Sat in the back row with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;FIRHDOUS&lt;/span&gt; and the team.&lt;br /&gt;I was gossiping with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Firdhous&lt;/span&gt; about Glenn. SUPER FUNNY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt; then.. Glenn fell off the 360 degrees spinning spoilt chair. Anyway, poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Firdhous&lt;/span&gt; watched the movie like twice already and was  saying all the lines. Then, Mr K gave us a debrief of the show and we asked him if his dad is like that at home...the answer is no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; The little boy was playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;GTA&lt;/span&gt; and carries a Captain Jack Sparrow pistol in his bag, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, walked home with the usual people, got home, bathed, went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;SSC&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Came home, ate, watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ANTM&lt;/span&gt;. Gosh the girls are so pretty and thin!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Watched Glee...on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Starworld&lt;/span&gt;, then channel 5 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must take photos...&lt;br /&gt;MUST DO HOMEWORK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;AND I MUST STOP EATING SO MUCH!! Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-8625036649395676423?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8625036649395676423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=8625036649395676423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8625036649395676423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8625036649395676423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/roller-coaster.html' title='Roller coaster.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-8072163086050894838</id><published>2010-06-21T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T23:56:17.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My judgement about his kissing skills are not wrong. After watching an episode of Idol World Season 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nichkhun&lt;/span&gt;!!! So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hotttt&lt;/span&gt; 8D He makes such a cute couple with Woo Young :D Well everyone made cute couples &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; 2pm and 2am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-8072163086050894838?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8072163086050894838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=8072163086050894838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8072163086050894838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8072163086050894838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-judgement-about-his-kissing-skills.html' title=''/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-175933138302083326</id><published>2010-06-21T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T22:46:43.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll swear I'll wait, for you, forever.</title><content type='html'>-Daisy by The Maine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really felt like blogging yesterday and today so badly and when I'm here to do so, I'm not in the mood to ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;-ed my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; AGAIN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NJC&lt;/span&gt; test was alright but the math was quite bad. I didn't know &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;amath&lt;/span&gt; would be tested so yeah...the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;emath&lt;/span&gt; was good though except vectors that I've yet to learn in school, thus I had no clue.&lt;br /&gt;Met Elizabeth, some 6 Achieving dude which name I still don't know but I was talking to him the whole day, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Esmond&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Went for Miss &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mok's&lt;/span&gt; lesson in the morning. Apparently Holy was at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NJC&lt;/span&gt; test too but he was the Phase 1 batch.&lt;br /&gt;Got a headache from the terrible &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;air con&lt;/span&gt;. Super cold and like FULL FAN SPEED. Everyone was wearing a jacket if they brought.&lt;br /&gt;But all in all I still think the test was bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just used the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Osim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;uSonic&lt;/span&gt; to clean all 15 out of 19 rings :D and my specs.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soya&lt;/span&gt; milk after getting home anyway at 6 plus. I was trying to sip on it while walking back to my house but apparently nothing went into my mouth but dripped on my pinafore instead.&lt;br /&gt;My mouth has a hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; Glenn about my future-husband-to-be.&lt;br /&gt;He just hurt my feelings D: I'm not even a SNSD hater! But he confessed that he prefers &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Taec&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;At least &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lene&lt;/span&gt; was MUCH NICER TO SAY that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Khun's&lt;/span&gt; such a cutie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my tendrils cut off to go with my fringe. A bit weird but I'm so sick of them because they're so long. Shall just grow them out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having VERY WEIRD DREAMS lately. Quite freaky. Like how this totally hot dude turned into a fat ugly guy instead!&lt;br /&gt;:O tragic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to stare at the shop house window now visible opposite my house due to the demolished neighbour house. HAHAHA. I bet the person sleeps really late. At 2am plus the lights are still on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go do some homework, read and dream about the love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow must intensive mug for SS CA3 D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-175933138302083326?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/175933138302083326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=175933138302083326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/175933138302083326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/175933138302083326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/ill-swear-ill-wait-for-you-forever.html' title='I&apos;ll swear I&apos;ll wait, for you, forever.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-2633466997254646866</id><published>2010-06-19T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T00:13:31.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acting class'/><title type='text'>Catch us live on 17th July 2010!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/TBualnOMIAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/HN4uixBibBs/s1600/US!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484146942228045826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/TBualnOMIAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/HN4uixBibBs/s320/US!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;@DHS HUMANITIES FINALS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is our awesome promo shot from today :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Only lucky souls will receive &lt;u&gt;exclusive&lt;/u&gt; tickets from us! p.s. you must be in sec 4E/5N.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-2633466997254646866?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2633466997254646866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=2633466997254646866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2633466997254646866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2633466997254646866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/catch-us-live-on-17th-july-2010.html' title='Catch us live on 17th July 2010!!!'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/TBualnOMIAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/HN4uixBibBs/s72-c/US!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-7439956043828908682</id><published>2010-06-18T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T00:13:49.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acting class'/><title type='text'>Colourful blinking lights.</title><content type='html'>Today, I woke up at 11.30am AGAIN as usual (had much fun talking to (Miss) Andrea last night :D)&lt;br /&gt;Gosh and I put my alarm at 8am&lt;br /&gt;Here was how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8am the alarm went off, I woke up and was thinking, '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is that noise?' and went back to semi sleep mode. Then, someone came into my room and turned it off after maybe 5 minutes. After that, I remember my mother walking in and said, 'Did you plan to wake up at 8?' I can't really remember my reply, should have gone along the line of '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' before plonking back into sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched How I Met Your Mother again, LOVE THE SHOW NOW!!! Watching everyday :D Since I don't think there's Friends anymore D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 6 of acting class&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked to school in pain. Terrible muscles! I spotted Jerome in front of me. Anyway, then I saw him in the canteen, so I called him. No reply. Call louder, no reply. Thus, I started flailing my arms at him, have reply. Apparently, he was listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went up to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and met &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I started talking about Thailand, temples, provinces and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Buddhist&lt;/span&gt; youth groups! And she loves my mummy's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;acient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; colourful skirts :D&lt;br /&gt;We went through our new lines and acted twice. Mr K was laughing all the way, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I also talked to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Firdhous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a lot, I think he's now opening up more to us now which is really nice to know (: Glenn was trying to show him how to do a signature which Arvin kindly corrected him. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the funny part was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Firdhous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; started writing: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FIRDHOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; BY &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GLEENN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, then he realised and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;striked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the extra 'E'. Then, was it Arvin or someone, found this yellow pompom and it became a wig and Glenn started trying to dance to Oh. Gross much.&lt;br /&gt;Jerome looks SUPER FUNNY, I swear. REFER TO GLENN'S BLOG FOR PICTURE.&lt;br /&gt;Mr K then asked us about what we thought and all, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said she LOVES WORKING WITH US :D &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zakrie&lt;/span&gt; also had special mention for great characterisation.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we did promo shots taken by Mr K. Everyone was having an ultra bad hair day and I had the honour of messing up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anees's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hair cause he said he would look good with messy hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kamal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for driving us to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AMK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Central where we walked to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(We 3 were stalking someone, super hilarious &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some changes to our roles, so must update google docs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ANDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... I no more of the honour of pushing the dudes ): now I AM THE ONE WHO FALLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition, now must dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-7439956043828908682?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7439956043828908682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=7439956043828908682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7439956043828908682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7439956043828908682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/colourful-blinking-lights.html' title='Colourful blinking lights.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-2832394560184927366</id><published>2010-06-16T21:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:13:02.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acting class'/><title type='text'>A field of flowers.</title><content type='html'>Today's post must be snappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 5 of acting class&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Glenn. then Jalyn. We just sat there and talked and Glenn got offered to attend an audition for Nokia commercial! (this is his first step to his future in SM, but it's okay, I on the other hand, have dance audition) After that, Anees and Jerome came. We talked, dance and talked more. Then Arvin, Zakrie, Firdhous and Ralda came and we all went to the MPS.&lt;br /&gt;Today, we just went through the whole script, I think I am making improvements (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, then we discussed about the whole new (super wordy) scene. Ahh we have homework. Better remember to send it right after this..&lt;br /&gt;After that, we all started chatting and Glenn, Firdhous, Ralda and I started watching Gee and CABI!! (GLENN HAS IT ON HIS ITOUCH!! and yet he claimed to not like it &gt;:) )&lt;br /&gt;We even did the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Qian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shou&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Guan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ying&lt;/span&gt;. Oh and GLENN LOST TO &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FIRDHOUS&lt;/span&gt; IN ARM WRESTING!!!! AND &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FIRDHOUS&lt;/span&gt; IS ONLY 12!!!! Loser Glenn.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Firdhous&lt;/span&gt; showed us this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cyberwellness&lt;/span&gt; pamphlet. I tweaked the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dialogue&lt;/span&gt; in it a little&lt;br /&gt;'Glenn, you flirtatious boy, I saw you dancing with a dozen sexy girls in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hotbabe&lt;/span&gt; Club last night!'&lt;br /&gt;Then it became...&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt;, you sexy boy, I saw you dancing with Glenn in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hotbabe&lt;/span&gt; Club last night!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt; told us all to dream, it's okay with whatever dreams we have (like how Glenn wants to join SM and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt; wants to be the MOE). She's such an encouraging and supportive person! She's so awesome..really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish my parents were just as supportive as her):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, got to dance. I can't freaking walk properly from dying thigh muscles.&lt;br /&gt;And THERE IS NO MORE GEOG WORKSHEETS LEFT!! HOW??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 100% cannot finish homework. Dead meat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-2832394560184927366?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2832394560184927366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=2832394560184927366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2832394560184927366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2832394560184927366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/field-of-flowers.html' title='A field of flowers.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-8814737307363382850</id><published>2010-06-15T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T23:24:45.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seaweed grows in the sea!</title><content type='html'>Gee keeps playing in my head. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick post.&lt;br /&gt;Today is terrible. Lethargic draggy sleepy day. Dancing today made not much of a progress ): BUT..I learnt some new moves from watching videos and I'm trying to re-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;choreo&lt;/span&gt; the dance. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt; left like 20 seconds to fill up.&lt;br /&gt;Hope next Monday will go amazingly well with both &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;JCs&lt;/span&gt;..especially the slot in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 of my nails are now bare, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bleah&lt;/span&gt;. Need to remove them by Monday anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall continue &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;choreo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; then I WILL SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Byee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-8814737307363382850?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8814737307363382850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=8814737307363382850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8814737307363382850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8814737307363382850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/seaweed-grows-in-sea.html' title='Seaweed grows in the sea!'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-1839190099562780980</id><published>2010-06-14T18:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T19:11:02.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acting class'/><title type='text'>Smile for the world to see.</title><content type='html'>Not a very eventful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got told off for watching Wild Bunny till 1am last night, fell asleep, woke up, did some work, had lunch and watched How I Met Your Mother (my new favourite show), went to school, came home, watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;iCarly&lt;/span&gt;, Big Time Rush, Desperate Housewives and How I Met Your Mother. Then, I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 4 of acting class&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the class in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MPS&lt;/span&gt; again today!&lt;br /&gt;We started off with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jaylyn&lt;/span&gt; going through our costumes, roles and lines with us. How to pull off a fake accent? T_T (need to consult Arvin) Going 哥哥 at Glenn, and 2 scenes later, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DARLINGGGGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;, feels very very VERY much like incest. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwww&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After that, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jaylyn&lt;/span&gt; worked with the 3 last scenes that haven't been done. Arvin brought his Tamil songs, and everyone was like listening to it while Glenn and I were dancing Gee. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zakrie&lt;/span&gt; was dancing and singing I Don't Care. And Jerome likes Yuri! I, am in love with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Taec&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Khun&lt;/span&gt; ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ooo&lt;/span&gt; we played Glenn's CD of Korean songs too.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Mr K and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Firdhous&lt;/span&gt; came! And Glenn left to visit the doctor. Arvin got to change into his full body leotard suit. It was one of the gay-est thing of the day.&lt;br /&gt;We did a full run of the whole thing again. Jerome and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Zakrie&lt;/span&gt; pulled off their gay scenes too, which is :S&lt;br /&gt;We discussed about the end scene after that, did some typing on Mr K's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lappy&lt;/span&gt;. IT IS A FAKE RED MAC! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Firdhous&lt;/span&gt; told us. And all along we thought Mr K's mac was an AWESOME RED ONE. It was just a cover. I feel cheated for liking the colour of his Mac so much.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Jerome, I feel bad ): Hahah he was like, 'You need to go on a diet' and Mr K was like, 'No Janice, you don't.'&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, parents came and I left.&lt;br /&gt;The only 2 straight men who were acting today would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Firdhous&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright that's all.&lt;br /&gt;Being IC today, have to type a report to Mr K.&lt;br /&gt;And GUYS, please remember to update Google Docs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeeeee. I'm hungry ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should pick up a fourth language after I MASTER THE ART of reading and writing thai (I'm still at Kindergarten level of K2, very depressing fact).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDD I want more handphone keychains :D (wait, I have a whole bunch somewhere.) I saw Taec's phone on Wild Bunny. My gosh, worse than girl's one, full of handphone keychains. BUTT it's still cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-1839190099562780980?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1839190099562780980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=1839190099562780980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1839190099562780980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1839190099562780980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/smile-for-world-to-see.html' title='Smile for the world to see.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-866351822350729624</id><published>2010-06-13T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T23:19:48.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black butterflies.</title><content type='html'>I really felt like blogging yesterday but didn't, so here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my nails! Butterflies on the left, flowers on the right! (Stickers &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;) :D&lt;br /&gt;I went to search for more stickers, found some fab ones but it's 3 for $5 and some ain't that nice. I want black and nude nail polish! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Northpoint&lt;/span&gt; and I bought new slippers with my sister! Can you believe it? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ipanema&lt;/span&gt;, 20% off, and BUY 1 GET 1 FREE! Awesome right!!!!! (anyway it's time I throw my 4 year old slippers away.)&lt;br /&gt;We also bought Daddy a Daddy's day prezzie! :D&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Harvey&lt;/span&gt; Norman and saw Genie by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SNSD&lt;/span&gt; playing on 5 LCD screens in a row. Seriously, it's kinda catchy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also CLEANED MY ROOM. For 2 days. My room looks like it's in a better condition now! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after tuition, I bought Women's Weekly and Seventeen. Spent the night watching Disney Channel and reading Women's Weekly. Saw some funny brand names and shop names, BUT I will not reveal any online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-P£&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aNuTz&lt;/span&gt;- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TAEYEON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANICE says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TAECYEON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to see and hear Glenn type and sing out the lyrics of all the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SNSD&lt;/span&gt; songs, do his gay dance and show everyone &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SNSD&lt;/span&gt; on his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;itouch&lt;/span&gt; every acting class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ohmygosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brace yourselves, my team members.&lt;br /&gt;NEWS FLASH: Glenn's getting 1/8 so far for the Ace Learning quiz, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOLOL&lt;/span&gt;. Jerome's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;suan&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; him, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want new clothes, I NEED SHOPPING. Seriously ):&lt;br /&gt;Was wearing my sister's (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ahmah&lt;/span&gt;) formal heels. I felt quite tall for once :D (besides the time when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;P'Yok&lt;/span&gt; and I were in Central and went round trying 6 inches heels last December in Bangkok :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cai&lt;/span&gt; this morning, there was a dating game! This dude did a lap dance. Gross.&lt;br /&gt;Ah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ya's&lt;/span&gt; leaving though ): ): it will never be the same without her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, talked to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lene&lt;/span&gt; again :D&lt;br /&gt;But I really do miss my darling ): We gave each other feel-good-about-yourself therapy! Was fun and we talked about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lasik&lt;/span&gt; and laser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very very very slack. Ugh ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Howwwwwwww&lt;/span&gt; so much work to do and my lazy butt refuses to move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEWS FLASH: Glenn gets 1/9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEWS FLASH: AND GLENN SCORES A 2/10!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;EPF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall move on to spamming &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;convo&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then do some work&lt;br /&gt;Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTING &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TMR&lt;/span&gt;!! :D My partner in crime won't be there, don't tell me I need to solo the parts! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-866351822350729624?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/866351822350729624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=866351822350729624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/866351822350729624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/866351822350729624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/black-butterflies.html' title='Black butterflies.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-2712870039590274279</id><published>2010-06-11T22:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T19:08:02.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acting class'/><title type='text'>K-craze.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS.&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually watching all the k-pop stuff all thanks to GLENN!!!&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yoona's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the prettiest in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SNSD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! And and.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Taecyeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nichkhun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are super cute :D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Song, their bods are like :O &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sexaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Taecyeon&lt;/span&gt; in Cinderella's Stepsister!! I was watching it with my sis the other day and it was like the first episode and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Taecyeon&lt;/span&gt; came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;blahblah&lt;/span&gt; and got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;infaturated&lt;/span&gt; by the girl.&lt;br /&gt;Tried watching Super Junior but they look too..girlish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway about the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to school, I was reading TV Pool. Nothing much interesting in this issue :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 3 of acting class&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met at the hall first and I walked in on Glenn playing 'I Don't Care'. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was so funny, he and Jerome were trying to jump onto the table from the stage, so dangerous. Anyway, then Regina and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Jaylyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Jaylyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; prep-ed us a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Regina, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Jaylyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Glenn went on to talk about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;SNSD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Glenn had to show off a bit of his (ugly) dance moves from Gee. Then, Arvin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Zakrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Jerome and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were in their own world listening to Tamil songs, calling themselves the 'North Koreans'.&lt;br /&gt;Next, Mr K and his son came! And we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;MPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Glenn was trying to tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Firdaus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;SNSD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and thank goodness he doesn't agree with a single thing Glenn says.&lt;br /&gt;We did the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;tippy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; toes and squatting exercise first, then we played catching in normal and slow motion. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Arvin came after me and Glenn was like saying it looks super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;cheekopek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We also did tableau, there was F1 and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;YOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We started with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Anees's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; scene. And we were the mad fans, super funny. Must act all daze and crazy and in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;Next was Arvin's comedy scene. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love it :D (I watched Glenn dance at the side and Jerome was shaking his head &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;Next GLENN AND I TAKE THE STAGE (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;WOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). As a coolie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;samsui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; woman. Not a very impressive start, BUT IT'S OKAY BECAUSE WE TRANSFORMED INTO MODELS and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;CATWALKED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! It was funny to see Mr K do the catwalk (which was amazing) and taught all the guys! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mr K said my catwalk was awesome but Glenn's sucked. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went on to our parent scene and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Firdaus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; became our son!! The smart spontaneous baby.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that was all, and we did a bit of tree scene.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Mr K treated us to lunch at Banquet. THANK YOU MR &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;KAMAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's the second meal he treated us too. I feel quite bad ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for the acting.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with dad and went home. Fell asleep for 2 hours, did some math, dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I also did my nails. Looks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;NJC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; called me back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;SNSD's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Gee Funny version. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I'm gonna get nightmare. The beard dude is bloody scary.&lt;br /&gt;And I think the dance moves are cool. And I also like the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Cabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Song :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched modelling tutorials. Supposed to make the scene look real.&lt;br /&gt;They were saying Glenn needs to learn from Miss Andrea's bro (Parker) hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh must practise my high pitch voice.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get high before every acting class now. Oh gosh, if not I won't be so open. And being the only girl on the team isn't very helpful either ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. there's something wrong with my eye since last night. Hurts BADLY. Then I woke up and poked it. Gosh, and now it's hurting again )':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-2712870039590274279?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2712870039590274279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=2712870039590274279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2712870039590274279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2712870039590274279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/k-craze.html' title='K-craze.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-4665948648283992515</id><published>2010-06-10T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T23:05:40.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's alright I must confess.</title><content type='html'>I just did some spring cleaning.. nothing looks very different though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY F/1.8 50mm II AND RC-6 WIRELESS REMOTE CAME TODAY :O :O :O&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;I'll need to get a 52mm UV filter now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was told I look like CL who was said to be male.&lt;br /&gt;And Glenn says that Arvin can be used as a verb, like instead of I'm eating, you can say I'm Arvin-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;. It doesn't make much sense i must say, because apparently when I said 'I'm hungry.' Arvin just nice came online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 10 today. 5 hours of sleep and i felt so awake! So i just tossed around in bed till 12 and woke up for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate so much today though ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, today I got a coach wallet (which I gave my sis, kept the box and wrapping :D), 2 files, 3 pairs of earrings, headbands, 3 new handphone covers, this very cute vest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so terribly slackish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting tomorrow.. ugh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-4665948648283992515?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4665948648283992515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=4665948648283992515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4665948648283992515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4665948648283992515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/thats-alright-i-must-confess.html' title='That&apos;s alright I must confess.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-7791471071026306351</id><published>2010-06-09T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:56:29.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acting class'/><title type='text'>It all amounts to nothing in the end.</title><content type='html'>Today I slept till 10.30am! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aweeeesome&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Did some work then rushed off to school in 30 mintues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2 of acting class&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all first met outside GO. Got our scripts. Gave Mr Toufu his new reincarnated child.&lt;br /&gt;We ended up going to music room. We learnt about trust again, finding common rhythm, using up space and balancing (symmetry walking thingy). We also learnt about stage presence and grids.&lt;br /&gt;We started on the scripts, tree scene. Apparently, the guys will be a tableau of skyscrapers and buildings and I run around them going, 'EXPRESSWAYS!' After that, everyone runs and pose again. Then I go try to pull on Zakrie, then Anees, then push Jerome on the floor, PUSH GLENN DOWN (like totally push him head first, hehe :D), then Anees and finally Zakrie. And I GET THE SPOTLIGHT woooo :D All the guys are just rowing and squirming on the floor. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG THANK YOU TO MR NATHAN AND MR FADZLY for helping us get a room to work in (: (the terrible office lady was soooo inflexible, grrrr.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed home, ate dinner in 8 minutes-ish, rushed out to tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Tuition ended 30 minutes late so I ended up going home at 10pm ):&lt;br /&gt;Watched Glee :D :D :D and ate fooood plus MILK TEA~ Thus, I am high now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mad at Glenn. He called me ___ (unspeakable word), like someone ):&lt;br /&gt;I am very upset ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no mood to do homework ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family and relatives so much &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Miss so many people now. I want to go to Thailand so badly ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall try to write a poem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-7791471071026306351?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7791471071026306351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=7791471071026306351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7791471071026306351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7791471071026306351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-all-amounts-to-nothing-in-end.html' title='It all amounts to nothing in the end.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-5094095772577338272</id><published>2010-06-08T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T20:57:59.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guava-juice drunk.</title><content type='html'>Today was AWESOME (besides the fact my muscles are dying and I can barely sit down without feeling horrible pain).&lt;br /&gt;I woke up 15 minutes late. I spent the night playing iphone apps games to get sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with 4/5. Aleithia, Timothy Wai Kit and I went for breakfast at some place called the Salad Stop. Terrible service!!!&lt;br /&gt;At the course. Mega boring. What we did:&lt;br /&gt;1. Play itouch app games (fun games of the day: BLOWFISH and Hangman). Timothy and Wai Kit were playing 2 players Hangman. Haha Timothy was loosing BADLY, so funny. They started playing names of people. I became Jehneessze or something, Aleithia became Uhleethdia.&lt;br /&gt;2. Aleithia and Timothy discussed my legs. I told him he had hairy legs, he asked me if I shave them and was trying to look for strands. I told them I plucked some leg hair out (for the fun of it) while I was plucking my eyebrows XD Timothy needs wax. (then it went on to someone's flawless muscular body, only Aleithia knows what this means!!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Tried to play Uno, got some terrible stone faced teacher staring at us.&lt;br /&gt;4. The guys fell asleep and Aleithia was listening to music. I ACTUALLY LISTENED TO THE SPEAKER. And watched Wai Kit take out his jacket to hug, then decide to wear it, then hugged his bag instead (all these were done with eyes closed) and Timothy was smiling to himself in his sleep.&lt;br /&gt;5. Lunch with 4/5 at Raffles City. Walked around. Talked about River Island with Atiqah. Arvin was insistent I eat fruits (because that was all I ate during the past 2 lunches with the SS team).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw many CFPS people there! But didn't say hi to anyone..except one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, painted nails, bloop didn't want to go STUDY (fat ass).&lt;br /&gt;Went opposite to buy something for Mr Guava-sugar-drunk Toufu and got cut because of that thing. I can't help being short and can't reach the shelf ):&lt;br /&gt;And I went out without my specs but with the nerd specs I bought yesterday. It's a wonder I actually went mishap-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, must study. No mood ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis bugging me to DSA another school and is using Hun Quan to help her &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;TOO BAD HE'S NOT DOING A GOOD JOB AT IT. HAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-5094095772577338272?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5094095772577338272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=5094095772577338272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5094095772577338272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5094095772577338272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/guava-juice-drunk.html' title='Guava-juice drunk.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-3933426114945649031</id><published>2010-06-07T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T20:28:29.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retail therapy can never be any better.</title><content type='html'>I'm happy. Finally can 'put down that stone in my heart' :D&lt;br /&gt;Audition was great. Yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;I think I danced off the music a bit and I made it look like there was nothing wrong. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, and the dance they taught was nice. But they taught &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; quickly and the dance was so fast. Pretty hard to get ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school in the morning to get fans, THANK YOU &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MDM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HEE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Went home, practise.&lt;br /&gt;Took cab to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NJC&lt;/span&gt; with sister. HUN &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;QUAN&lt;/span&gt; WAS SO LATE. But he watched me from outside.&lt;br /&gt;After everything, we three went to Far East and drank milk tea and WENT SHOPPING :D&lt;br /&gt;Sis went to cut hair, so Hun &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Quan&lt;/span&gt; and I went to shop for guy clothes. See I was so nice, I went to all the guy shops and picked shirts out. We found him a $29.90 purple, white stripe shirt! Was nice (Y) And he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hyperventilated&lt;/span&gt; over &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doraemon&lt;/span&gt;, my sis over hello kitty and me over stitch! First time I see a guy who will run to something &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doraemon&lt;/span&gt; and go '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DORAEMON&lt;/span&gt;!!'&lt;br /&gt;We bought nerd specs too! And walked around with it. I bought a yellow t-shirt which was mega cute okay :D&lt;br /&gt;I helped him pick out card colours for his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt; too!&lt;br /&gt;My sis was the only person who didn't buy anything ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, that's all today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Shall go rest and sleep early for once!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-3933426114945649031?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3933426114945649031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=3933426114945649031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3933426114945649031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3933426114945649031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/retail-therapy-can-never-be-any-better.html' title='Retail therapy can never be any better.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-4450675034408412201</id><published>2010-06-06T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:43:45.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow's my 'big day'</title><content type='html'>I hope everything goes smoothly during the audition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thank you to:&lt;br /&gt;- Jocelyn darling, my awesomest sister ever. She helped me with the dance choreo (even though she doesn't know how to dance), forced and made me dance non-stop (especially the epic 4 hours yesterday night till 1.30am), watched and commented, cut the music and going with me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;- Aunty Jingle for watching and helping me sew new straps for my new dance shoes.&lt;br /&gt;- Abdu for being the first life saver, providing me with pen and a whole piece of foolscap paper to write down a phone number (note to return a new piece of foolscap).&lt;br /&gt;- Glenn for being the second life saver and changing English course timing with me (note to buy Sammy).&lt;br /&gt;- Aleithia for offering help &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;- Chui Shan for giving me music (though I found out I had it already XD).&lt;br /&gt;- Kai Xian for giving me phone numbers for teachers-in-charge.&lt;br /&gt;- Mdm Hee who finally agreed to open MPS for me.&lt;br /&gt;- Jun Xi for linking me to the web on making the track to fit CD format and finding out info for me.&lt;br /&gt;- My parents, grandma and uncle for their moral support even though they're physically not here.&lt;br /&gt;- Hun Quan who offered to go audition with me tmr after meeting his teacher.&lt;br /&gt;- And everyone who wished me good luck (Miss Andrea, Mr Kamal, Shirlene Ryan, Victoria, Xinlin and Yun Chuan).&lt;br /&gt;- LASTLY, the person from NJC who never gave up calling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel grateful. Yes I do.&lt;br /&gt;I also can't believe I did the dance in just 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muscles aching like mad and bruises but I MUST GO ON...&lt;br /&gt;Even though I perspired like a gallon worth of perspiration and got deprived of food last night by my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrowwwww~ this is gonna be my first ever audition.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh the NERVES!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-4450675034408412201?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4450675034408412201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=4450675034408412201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4450675034408412201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4450675034408412201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/tomorrows-my-big-day.html' title='Tomorrow&apos;s my &apos;big day&apos;'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-54190723602810265</id><published>2010-06-04T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T22:14:40.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mW7MxACDjHI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mW7MxACDjHI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken Theeradeth :D&lt;br /&gt;My mum loves him..and so do I :D&lt;br /&gt;That's the movie I was crying over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I miss my mummy so much ): I should call her soon &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-54190723602810265?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/54190723602810265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=54190723602810265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/54190723602810265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/54190723602810265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/ken-theeradeth-d-my-mum-loves-him.html' title=''/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-8825171786530826654</id><published>2010-06-01T17:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T17:57:49.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acting class'/><title type='text'>Explore</title><content type='html'>Gosh, I'm like a busy woman!&lt;br /&gt;In the past 30 mins, I got a missed call from Mr K. Then a text from Jun Xi and another from Mr K telling me to call him back. So, I called him back and my sister was also calling me, asking me about earsticks. After I hung up, I called my sister back. Then, I get a text from Liang Lao Shi. Hence, I came online to email her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right right.. I thought Paper 2 yesterday was sooo much better than Paper 1??&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, it's over..&lt;br /&gt;Gotta accept it and MOVE ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading this book called Bet Me and ending it! LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;WATCHED A MOVIE JUST NOW. It's a thai movie, hmm don't know the english title. It was sooooo..sweet! Ken Theeradeth! Definitely on my list of top favourite Thai actors for years.&lt;br /&gt;It was about this girl, a typical office girl. Her friends were all getting married and she's the only one left, so she got all sad and drunk. While driving home, she was so depressed (and drunk) she started crying and singing to the song and met with a mini accident, crashing into a roadside store. The car side mirror thingy, fell off and landed on the guy's table and he came to see if she was alright. Hahah and she was like shocked to see such a handsome face. Blahblah, and she drove back and kept looking back at him and the car crashed again. Hilarious. Blahblahblah, one day she met him at the train station at the station she was alighting. So she totally stalked him on the train, and they kinda talked and she accidentally spoilt his sunglasses, so she went to get him another pair and wrote her phone number on it hoping he'll call. She stayed up all night but he never did! Blahblah, and she accidentally spoilt his laptop, and it couldn't be fixed, so she went to his workplace and waited for him all morning till it was bright and asked the security guard to write a 'sorry' note which was a song, hahaha. On the way home together, the laptop bag spoilt and he threw it away, but after he left she dug the rubbish bin for it and hugged it like her life depended on it XD Hmm, then she was supposed to go for match making and go to China with her family but she told her parents at the last minute her passport was missing so she could stay behind and go out with the guy. Ooo it was super sweet (: And she broke his camera, then found out he was going to Germany 2 days later. TRAGIC MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;So he was like going to leave already, and left her a box of things. When she opened i t (my mum was like going on and on how sweet it was and I WAS CRYING LIKE A BANANA). He kept everything about her! And he wrote a note on every single one of them T_T&lt;br /&gt;The ending was sooo sweet too, but I got myself together and didn't cry, phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we met Jalyn, our drama instructor, acting teacher, producer, director.. erm yeah somewhere along that line.&lt;br /&gt;She's awesome :D and the class was fun fun fun. As in, it was really interesting (: So apparently, I have a focusing problem. Must work on being clear about what I want to look at.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she told us we should blog about our classes, what we learn. So I'm going to do that(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1 of acting class&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met Jalyn and two others, I'm sorry but I forgot their names (oops &gt;&lt;). She's really bubbly and fun, I must admit.&lt;br /&gt;First off, she asked us what we thought about humanities and what object can be used to describe it. Then, she asked us about our stage performance experiences. After which, we did a clapping exercise thingy, it was supposed to be about our trust for each other. We then went on to do this little...skit..thing? Something that describes ourselves and at the end of it, we had to say our name. It was rather interesting. We did tableau too. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;, there was Hawker Centre, Flag Day and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt; (Glenn and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt;, the couple, got grouped together and bickered the entire time).&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we all had to put up a mini performance, actions to show 3 words. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jalyn&lt;/span&gt; helped us pick out our problems and told us what we had to work on.&lt;br /&gt;Well and it all ended.&lt;br /&gt;I really liked it, personally. It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;waaaaay&lt;/span&gt; interesting because this is the first time I'm actually practising for a live stage (acting) performance. And yes, it will be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt; different from dancing? Because while dancing, I don't need to speak. Which is much better.&lt;br /&gt;So this is what we're going to be in for till July!! Brace yourselves, guys! (well yes, all 5 of you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE ALL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-8825171786530826654?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8825171786530826654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=8825171786530826654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8825171786530826654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8825171786530826654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/06/explore.html' title='Explore'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-8708911373775477529</id><published>2010-05-28T21:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T21:53:01.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Happy V Day!</title><content type='html'>V as in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vesak&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 2 days went to school on my own. Oh my gosh, the weather is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; warm like madness banana, walking to school is a pain.&lt;br /&gt;I went to school with bloop who was too late on day 2 to go along, i.e. 20 minutes late. Mega bloop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports Carnival was so boring it was actually sad! Last Sports Carnival and this is what we get ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Merly&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lyo&lt;/span&gt; were there. Did they think we were primary school kids who went high over them??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a lot of money on hair stuff. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese preparation is cruel too T_T&lt;br /&gt;Never in my life I studied so much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, had lunch with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Shiuan&lt;/span&gt; Wen, Hui &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lai&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Shing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; and Damian.&lt;br /&gt;Highlight of the lunch was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Lai&lt;/span&gt; picked up with weird looking noodle bit from his bowl and was like, 'What's this?'&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Shing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; took it from him and threw it into Damian's bowl.&lt;br /&gt;And Damian took it out and &lt;em&gt;washed&lt;/em&gt; it in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Shing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Yi's&lt;/span&gt; bowl and dumped a whole lot of noodle on it. Like mega &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ew&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Shing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; dug it out and soaked it into the soy sauce that was full of prawn shells and tried to throw it back into Damian's bowl, who luckily reacted in time.&lt;br /&gt;After that, Damian went on to talk about ____'s pants splitting and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Ong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Lai&lt;/span&gt; tried to look and even told Damian, 'Change place.' Like, why are you so interested and looking at the &lt;em&gt;wrong &lt;/em&gt;place??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt; and Damian took his straw and drank prawn noodle soup with it.&lt;br /&gt;Slowest eater of the day: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Shingz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting home, I went with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Auntie&lt;/span&gt; Jingle to buy CUCUMBER (35 cents, 120g) and walked around and bought some hair stuff from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Daiso&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then went home to make my cucumber face pack.&lt;br /&gt;I've got to say it's AWESOME. Next thing I'm gonna try is carrot.. maybe next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go to Thailand T_T&lt;br /&gt;And I hope I have time to go shopping with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;, Miss Andrea.&lt;br /&gt;And go out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Lene&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The training schedule for the acting classes are so intensive! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt; and I might end up being Glenn's wife again?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE in 3 DAYS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to share a video Mr K showed us in History yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;He's the most inspiring teacher I've ever met. Especially his lessons on philosophy, success and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jcWwTLMGttE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jcWwTLMGttE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this really valuable meaning, that is the way we plan our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Luck = Opportunity - Preparation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cucumber Face Pack&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you need: 1 cucumber (just the normal big ones that can be found in supermarkets), knife and blender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Buy a cucumber (duh)&lt;br /&gt;2. Cut it into cubes&lt;br /&gt;3. Blend it till you get this creamy, mushy green thing. Make sure that there's no hard bits left.&lt;br /&gt;4. Pour it into a container and keep it in a fridge till you want to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it do: Treats zits and sunburns, make skin smooth and soft, moisturise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also drain it for the pulp. It won't stay on the face if it's too wet. The juice can be used as moisturiser.&lt;br /&gt;Just wash off with water once it's dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really love it(: I'm a fan of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;DIY&lt;/span&gt; veg/fruits remedies (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-8708911373775477529?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8708911373775477529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=8708911373775477529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8708911373775477529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8708911373775477529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-v-day.html' title='Happy V Day!'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-5529694786029878769</id><published>2010-05-24T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T23:41:04.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under a mushroom cloud.</title><content type='html'>1. Miss Mok got mad at us D': MUST WORK HARD OKAY. MSG 1.3! (that would be like 4 grades up from 5.5)&lt;br /&gt;2. Planning to study very very hard from now till forever.&lt;br /&gt;3. Undead and Unworthy is really funny and enjoyable (a distraction when I'm bored of Chinese).&lt;br /&gt;4. I NEED TO READ INFERNAL DEVICES, CLOCKWORK ANGEL!!! OMGOMG PREQUEL TO MORTAL INSTRUMENTS. AND I NEED TO READ CITY OF FALLEN ANGELS!!! Why oh why will they be published so long later. I would like a shirt that says I &lt;3 Jace too :D Ooo and I was looking at the Runes online. Rather awesome but not really like what I imagined.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm hungry like mad.&lt;br /&gt;6. I failed SS but got A1 for History (how tragic). And the funny thing is, I wrote 3 topic statements and got 3 marks for one essay! LOL! So what Mr K says is true.&lt;br /&gt;7. Today was SOOO warm, but looks like it's gonna rain now! Yipee!&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm kinda sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;9. Mr K dragged the lesson 20 minutes into recess which explains my hunger right now.&lt;br /&gt;10. Chinese extra lessons are a COMPLETE waste of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-5529694786029878769?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5529694786029878769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=5529694786029878769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5529694786029878769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5529694786029878769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/05/under-mushroom-cloud.html' title='Under a mushroom cloud.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-4984713585691454522</id><published>2010-05-23T21:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:12:09.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Bananafication and Peachifying</title><content type='html'>New terms I learnt today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a crush on Jerry Yan. (Sorry Glenn). The episode of 就想赖着你 yesterday night was sooooo sweet :)&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if he's like 17 years older! (erm okay he's kinda old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8, did some chinese, settled with a pink tank top, floral skirt and white wooven jacket (:&lt;br /&gt;Pradha's wedding today was SO awesome! First of all the ceremony was so interesting, they actually throw rice! Cool eh.&lt;br /&gt;The food was just AMAZING. Anddddd got to bond with neighbours :D real great.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Suda's getting married next year. And the adults went on and went about how it'll be our turn next to get married and all the weddings to attend lololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and studied more chinese. Spent quality time with my darling Lene on the phone, EVEN THOUGH we were talking about History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta study chinese soon ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that 咯了 is a direct translation of lol! Hahah&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh and on 我猜我猜我猜猜猜, OBS stands for 欧巴桑. Hahaha quite lame XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glenn reminds me to say that he looks awesome with pink cheeks but he believes that he looks very awesome already besides his hair. (Personally I disagree with everything except the hair part)&lt;br /&gt;And Anees says he's changing his name to Kyle but call him Thomas. (Remember that time when he said he wants to be a bad boy and go out bad girls on Facebook right after English Paper 1? LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall start on my DIY guide to a better complexion journal (I shall not be responsible if anything goes wrong if anyone tries what I write in my compilation of my own tips).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Care for your face&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wash not more than twice a day.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do not use very warm water, more to the cold side.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use anti-form facewash which is mild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Care for your lips&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apply lip balm everyday before sleeping and in the morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-4984713585691454522?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4984713585691454522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=4984713585691454522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4984713585691454522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4984713585691454522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/05/bananafication-and-peachifying.html' title='Bananafication and Peachifying'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-7548550512920950165</id><published>2010-05-21T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T20:43:27.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A shade of yellow</title><content type='html'>Once again, after this long absence I am BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I would like to congratulate the SS Video Challenge team for our victory of making it into the finals in July. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; made it to top 6 out of 120!!! :O&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kamal&lt;/span&gt;, for making it all possible, introducing this competition to us all, guiding us and sacrificing all the time to help us with the filming and video &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;editing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Andrea Lam, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; (: who helped us and took time off to do research since February, buying us chocolate, cookies and juice when we have to stay back for discussion. I will never forget the 2 giant earthquakes (:&lt;br /&gt;I really got to spend a lot of time with Darrick and Amanda which was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I also got to meet my egoistic husband, Glenn Sim, who has a 'secret' relationship with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;rock star&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Zakrie&lt;/span&gt; who always says, 'I'm very conservative' and salutes me for no reason. Arvin who makes the most perfect foreign worker and never fails to say, 'Save us, save us, save us...'&lt;br /&gt;And of course, we had much entertainment watching Jerome bully poor Miss Lam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll stay for the finals ): Looking from my terrible results, doesn't seem like I can sacrifice all the time practising and learning drama with the professional director D:&lt;br /&gt;And... THANK YOU MISS ANDREA, for Tuesday &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;It was the most awesome hour at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Swensen's&lt;/span&gt;. 2 giant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;earthquakes&lt;/span&gt;, 16 scoops of ice cream and cancer-causing fries!&lt;br /&gt;We had lots of fun choosing the ice cream flavours while waiting to be seated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, when 9 of us were seated. We saw Parker Lam! (who decided to join us by being on the Cleo magazine front cover on the magazine stand next to out table.) Miss Andrea and I then progressed to discuss about the top 50 bachelors and Arvin regretted sitting in between us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We even swapped earthquakes (as in the bowl of 8 scoops of ice cream) halfway. AHH IT WAS AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss Miss Andrea when she goes off to USA D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sports carnival preliminary rounds was hilarious in the sense we lost in every game. BUT IT'S OKAY! We were totally having fun and were very bonded, yeah? Especially with our awesome class cheer that involves Ris Low's version of Shing Yi's name i.e. Shingz, our Health Champ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese O levels is making me nervy like madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my results sucks really badly. AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, IT WAS SHIRLENE'S BIRTHDAY YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY DARLING (this is the 3rd time I'm wishing her happy birthday &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;Ah I miss her so much ):&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till we meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually listening to 2NE1. This must be Glenn's fault for telling me about Dara all the time and obsessing over Miss Angel Chew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am attending a wedding on Sunday, THE EXCITEMENT :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am addicted to Beauty and Fashion magazines :D :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do some blogging on that for memory sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now because I can't believe I'm googling and discussing 2NE1 with none other than Sim Wei Ren.&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-7548550512920950165?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7548550512920950165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=7548550512920950165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7548550512920950165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7548550512920950165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/05/shade-of-yellow.html' title='A shade of yellow'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6066744216832222791</id><published>2010-04-23T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T21:22:44.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Behold.</title><content type='html'>I am back after a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a summary of what happened in the past month. Well, what I can remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Concert.&lt;br /&gt;It was a blast :D sat with class, Jun Xi and Hui Yee.&lt;br /&gt;We did a lot of screaming and chanting. Mmmm :D Took lotsa picts, my favourites were Tian Ning's wedding photos!&lt;br /&gt;We were walking to MRT station and the road was really empty, so we jay walked. However, the guys were like all lagging behind and didn't dare to cross the road. Then, just when they were done crossing the road, the green man appeared! Hahaahaha.&lt;br /&gt;We also saw Mr Ng and his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance&lt;br /&gt;We have stepped down from CCA):&lt;br /&gt;After lots of rehearsals and staying back late and listening to teachers' feedback and practising. Speech Day was a success! &lt;3 Also, Ruiting, Victoria and I went up to do our bimbo act before the dance. Hahahahaaha&lt;br /&gt;A BIG THANK YOU TO JUNIORS for making us the hairbands!!!!! &lt;3 I really love it :D AND MY NAME IS IN MACARONI :D&lt;br /&gt;We also gave Liang Lao Shi a birthday surprise (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss dance): AND EVERYONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS Video Challenge&lt;br /&gt;Was SO FUN.&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, we went to the costume shop in Kallang to rent costumes and went to Mr K's house for 6 hours to act and film.&lt;br /&gt;We left his house at 10pm. Arvin, Zakrie, Darrick and I took the taxi back together. The taxi driver eventually got pissed off that he wasn't making money in the 1 hour travel time. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the filming was great. I did 2 scenes. One with Darrick as the model of the fashion designer. Haha Darrick was so cute before the filming. He was like, 'Hi I'm Darrick, model turn fashion desinger.' I also had to act with Glenn as a couple trying to name our child. Probably NG-ed ten million times because I kept laughing. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;Mr K's son helped with the robot scene. He's SOOOO good at doing the robot dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in 2 days, more than 10 people told me they saw the video and liked it.&lt;br /&gt;Mr K showed the 3 classes the bloopers yesterday too. Was pretty hilarious (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling sick&lt;br /&gt;Yes I fell sick. Had flu for 3 days, coughing coughing coughing and losing my voice.&lt;br /&gt;Was so tired I went home during lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healthy and Fit&lt;br /&gt;I keep a food log now and I have a calorie dictionary. I was also doing weights and crunches, before I fell ill.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm alright now. Wanted to run today but it rained.. 2.4 was supposedly today, until we found out SOME SCHOOL booked the stadium already. Wing Sang asked why it was always them. And I agree.&lt;br /&gt;For 5 stations, I got 3 As and 2Bs. AN IMPROVEMENT. 38 sit-ups, 17 inclined pull-ups (erm i didnt know how fast i did it? just reached 17 and stopped), 176 for standing broad jump (the furthest I've jumped so I just did it once and didn't retry), 52 for sit-and-reach (erm i think i can go further) and 11.66 for shuttle run (i cant run fast, seriously).&lt;br /&gt;Also, Mr Fadz was forcing us all to join sports carnival. He was forcing me to join soccer!! Had no choice but go with group skipping. On the bright side, I can now go into the rope, on the bad side I cant do individual skipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School&lt;br /&gt;We had Mr K lesson till 7.30pm one day. Totally hardcore SS O Level paper debrief.&lt;br /&gt;I got scolded by Miss M twice on Wednesday for turning away from her for 2 seconds just to listen to Yun Chuan's question. I really suck at Chemistry ): But I'll work harder. Need to get out of my C zone! Also, we had her lesson 5 times this week.&lt;br /&gt;We concluded that Mr L doesn't like us.&lt;br /&gt;Today, the English department did and HILARIOUS skit :D :D MRS WALLACE WAS SOOOO CUTE :D :D :D Mr Cummings too and Mr Smith! Total ownage.&lt;br /&gt;There is also a stalker cheekopek lurking around on the 4th level. Beware girls.&lt;br /&gt;Got caught by someone for short pinafore. If mine is unacceptable, more than half the girls in school have to buy new pinafores. Hello??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new pencil case and lip balm and many other things. Like a miffy thermos flask!&lt;br /&gt;AND I WANT MANY NEW THINGS, like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;During Chinese, talked to Darrick, Shing Yi and Ong Lai. Shing Yi was complaining that he's so tan.&lt;br /&gt;Then helped Lorena with costumes.&lt;br /&gt;Recess. FREE FOOD because it's international frienship day. Whee :D Was food hunting with Yu Jun and Adelynn.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with the usual people :D yay&lt;br /&gt;Yew Rong and I disturbed Shing Yi during Lunch break before Miss Mok's lesson. We went, Shing Yi's taking out a pencil. Shing Yi's writing something. Shing Yi's turning the page. Shing Yi's scratching his head. Shing Yi said shut up. Shing Yi said f-. Shing Yi's bobbing around. Shing Yi's smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha It was hilarious XD&lt;br /&gt;Then, Justin was calling on his phone and I picked it up.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Shing Yi?&lt;br /&gt;Me: HI!!&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Shing Yi?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Who are you&lt;br /&gt;Me: Janice!&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Where's Shing Yi&lt;br /&gt;Me: Shing Yi's unavailable right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't eat a lot lately ): coz no time, and when I do, i start getting indigestiong! And now, I think chicken is gross. Really. Gonna stop eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I JUST WON LARRY AT MINESWEEPER FLAGS. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Larry Over Slacked says:&lt;br /&gt;again again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I WON HIM AGAIN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I shall go back playing game. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6066744216832222791?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6066744216832222791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6066744216832222791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6066744216832222791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6066744216832222791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/behold.html' title='Behold.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-4823237998681303111</id><published>2010-04-05T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T00:04:11.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fluff balls = sneezing ducklings</title><content type='html'>Hi, it's been a while, but all I want to say is..&lt;br /&gt;I'm a heartbreaker.&lt;br /&gt;But somethings are beyond my control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Monday, it's a school day, and I'm supposed to be in bed, but why I am still here doing Geog 7.2?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise to blog soon, great things have been happening, many things i feel like saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-4823237998681303111?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4823237998681303111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=4823237998681303111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4823237998681303111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4823237998681303111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/04/fluff-balls-sneezing-ducklings.html' title='Fluff balls = sneezing ducklings'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-3106235182442868355</id><published>2010-03-25T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:24:22.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right now, my hair looks dang-awesome</title><content type='html'>And I want to cut it! I'm still deciding if I should keep the back long or just chop it all off to between chin and shoulder length or shoulder. But I don't know, I look bad with short hair okay. Especially straight cut.&lt;br /&gt;And I want new specs.&lt;br /&gt;And I want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, my mum totally did not allow me to nap today because she says I wake up being sick ): which is true, have to drink ginger tea and wear socks (aka now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE was pretty fun, but I suck at skipping BIG TIME. Even with the normal skipping rope I can only jump once, max twice. I never knew how to skip, not even when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ANDE&lt;/span&gt; was great. I LOVE THE MOVIE. THE GODS MUST BE CRAZY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wooo&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt; Bushmen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the first day this week I wasn't caught by a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thompson&lt;/span&gt; Plaza with family. My sister bought me this really awesome ring! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; yes! it's an attitude ring, and it's seashell!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I want a necklace, saw a really fab one. Asking my sis to get it for me when she's there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The shop holder says I look like a 12 year old, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; YOUNG FACE. And he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; believe my sis and I are siblings because we really look very different. He thought we were best friends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Rong's&lt;/span&gt; off to Italy today! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ahhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis is celebrating her 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; year and asked me along, so I invited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Lene&lt;/span&gt;. Do they allow 16 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; into Hard Rock? But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, but she just told me she wanted to change the location, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;mmmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Time to try to look older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new aim is to change the things I use into Disney characters. I'm such a kid saying this. But I mysteriously suddenly want Stitch stuff and MANY MANY MORE. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Wooooo&lt;/span&gt; :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm not mentally right am I? To say this. But I just HAVE TO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went round showing everyone the ditto on my phone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dp&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Shing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; totally gave me the '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;whatthef&lt;/span&gt;' look and went, 'What...the...f-?' I think you can imagine him doing that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hahaahahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band concert!!! in a week, I can't wait. Can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I miss Shirlene and Caroline loads ):&lt;br /&gt;Been talking to them lately and it's much fun to talk to them again &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much to do, too little time!&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep these days. I go to bed by 11.30pm or so and just turn in bed till 2am or something. I can't help it if I can't sleep right?! ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-3106235182442868355?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3106235182442868355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=3106235182442868355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3106235182442868355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3106235182442868355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/right-now-my-hair-looks-dang-awesome.html' title='Right now, my hair looks dang-awesome'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-1010974875608849157</id><published>2010-03-22T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:47:03.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am giving you all telephatic hugs!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello world, how have you been? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well first day of school.. pretty alright.&lt;br /&gt;Just had a sleeping session in History. Listening to old men with white hair blabbering away in Russian doesn't make the lesson very interesting, especially if it's the last one of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time we exercise some self controlnosity, Kittykat.&lt;br /&gt;For the vati is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second line was added for a more Dave the Laugh feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, FINISHED BOOK 10 OF GEORGIA NICHOLSON ): and I feel sad because it's the last book.&lt;br /&gt;'Are these my basoomas I see before me?' Is the title, which was something DtL said at the ending which was pretty hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh I love DtL!!!! Though I thought the ending should have been longer and they talk more of Robbie, the Sex God. I don't really love Masimo, the Luuurve God, much even though he's hot.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a line I love a lot, " That's like Hitler saying 'Oooh, I just meant to go for a walk, but then I accidentaly invaded Poland.' " Said by, duh, DtL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE BUYING AND REREADING THE WHOLE SERIES AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;I've read it all like 4 times... And I just can't help it. The whole series is too entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance was pretty cool. The dance is way way WAY interesting :D&lt;br /&gt;I really hope can get Gold for Colours Award ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrightio.&lt;br /&gt;Back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm love with FOB and Avril Lavinge's old songs again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-1010974875608849157?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1010974875608849157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=1010974875608849157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1010974875608849157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1010974875608849157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-giving-you-all-telephatic-hugs.html' title='I am giving you all telephatic hugs!!!'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-7420092926233602993</id><published>2010-03-19T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:30:51.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the 666th post.</title><content type='html'>If you say 6 x really quickly it sounds like sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days.&lt;br /&gt;SS filming has been enjoyable. With the interviews and location filming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nails are glittery bling old school style. Me love :D :D&lt;br /&gt;New aim is to paint my nails every holidays! This week I'm done dark pink, dark blue and the current one.&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I want a birdcage.&lt;br /&gt;Would someone like to buy a nice wooden one for me? I wouldn't mind if it's from a thrift store :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of thrift stores, went to one with Aleithia few days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might be unwell. Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Chem from 8am to 12.10pm. Dance till 2pm (lunch was bread which I ate in like 5 minutes since there was no time to eat). Geog till 4pm. Tuition till 7pm. Plus the fact I was probably up sneezing the entire night and it wouldnt stop when i woke up. And it was so freaking cold everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a new competition on 18th April. But SYPA is on 17th and Humanities challenge on 19th. Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been talking a lot to darling Shirlene and Caroline &lt;3&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some people really need to get a life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-7420092926233602993?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7420092926233602993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=7420092926233602993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7420092926233602993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7420092926233602993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-666th-post.html' title='This is the 666th post.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-8642239321389305121</id><published>2010-03-14T00:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T00:54:40.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't have a title for this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.scenicreflections.com/ithumbs/The%20Notebook%20-%20Movie%20Wallpaper%20-%2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the Notebook! Ryan Gosling is hot. I found the book better though.&lt;br /&gt;He's got a real gorgeous profile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://assets.nydailynews.com/img/2009/07/23/alg_notebook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minus the beard, he's still good looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.bestweekever.tv/bwe/images/2008/08/ryan-gosling_mancrush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://purplevintagespaceprincess.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/1139583810_dalessiaryangosling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 479px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://purplevintagespaceprincess.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/1139583810_dalessiaryangosling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This looks so Tom Felton-y to me hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Aleithia seems to prefer James Marsden. Eh, nono NOAH CALHOUN! Not Lon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought neon green and pink earsticks. Reserved a ring for next week. That will make my 19th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done any work at all, yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel lifeless,&lt;br /&gt;and a little of at the state of don't-know-what-to-think mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's annoying me.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-8642239321389305121?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8642239321389305121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=8642239321389305121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8642239321389305121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8642239321389305121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-have-title-for-this.html' title='I don&apos;t have a title for this.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-7375111787125406178</id><published>2010-03-11T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T20:18:32.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How the conversation usually starts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anees says:&lt;br /&gt;hello beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;JANICE says:&lt;br /&gt;hey handsome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-7375111787125406178?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7375111787125406178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=7375111787125406178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7375111787125406178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7375111787125406178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-conversation-usually-starts.html' title='How the conversation usually starts.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-7124880607866522607</id><published>2010-03-11T11:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T21:03:30.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in the mood for blue nail polish</title><content type='html'>Tuesday was this really bad day. I got caught 3 times by 3 teachers, wow.&lt;br /&gt;Right, so my playboy studs are lost forever all thanks to someone who confiscated it. Oh and also, I feel like our class is being discriminated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, lessons with Mr K and totally did only half the SS timed practice paper. Horrid!&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed the Russian Concubine from the library, and read it all day long till 4.30 when I fell asleep, then from 8 to 9, and 1.30 to 3.10. that was when I completed the book.&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;I started e-learning at like 11pm :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying out this project, last picture before sleeping, first when i wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take pictures, lots and lots of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition was alright, went to buy lime juice, like this big 1 litre bottle, and met Aleithia buying orange juice lolol&lt;br /&gt;After tuition, went to join Aleithia, Jun Xi, Jian Kun, Ruiting and Xinlin to study. Well, the outcome was that I suck big time at trig, having only 3 questions done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want tmr to turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Poh's formula to success, which Mr K told us yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Achievement = Potential - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Interference&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-7124880607866522607?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7124880607866522607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=7124880607866522607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7124880607866522607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7124880607866522607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-in-mood-for-blue-nail-polish.html' title='I&apos;m in the mood for blue nail polish'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-53222175346962645</id><published>2010-03-08T18:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:42:39.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't feel like doing lots of work at all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamwithsand/4412539827/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4412539827_b4511060d0.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamwithsand/4412539827/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/jamwithsand/"&gt;jamwithsand&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel like in the holiday mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPA was really simple. Ended so early I thought I did something wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Lene for an hour. Oh gosh, I miss her ):&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE PRESENT LENE GOT ME! Omg, especially the sexy pictures all over. Hehe, mmmmmm XD&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out with her again ):&lt;br /&gt;Saw this dark blue head band that would 100 % go well with the windbreaker I bought last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, went to town at like 7pm last night. Bought this Espirit dark blue windbreaker I had been eyeing for MONTHS! Got it got like half price :D I'm a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;Wore my boots out! Love love love! I felt so TALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, busy days ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to shoot... Oh yes, I can't wait at all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-53222175346962645?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/53222175346962645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=53222175346962645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/53222175346962645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/53222175346962645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-don-feel-like-doing-lots-of-work-at.html' title='I don&amp;#39;t feel like doing lots of work at all'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4412539827_b4511060d0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-3880951621700073671</id><published>2010-03-06T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T17:29:02.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a post.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a great but tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 5.55am? Met up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aleithia&lt;/span&gt; and Jun Xi at 6.30am to take bus. Practically falling asleep on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so the run was good because I got 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, quite unbelievable, I thought I might come in 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; or something. Very very tiring. I have no idea where I got the strength to sprint the last 100m. And I even walked when there was 500m to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jessin&lt;/span&gt; was 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Aleithia&lt;/span&gt; 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. 5 dancers with medals for Sec 4 and 5 in total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Qin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ning&lt;/span&gt; and Xian Long got top 5. Then there was Nanthini, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Deepak&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Anees&lt;/span&gt;, Daryn.&lt;br /&gt;Jun Xi got 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. And Joel 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;th, who drank my 100 plus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very proud of myself! This is like my first sports medal (:&lt;br /&gt;very afraid of the sun while waiting for the medals okay, it was so warm and the sun was ruthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to wait &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Yu&lt;/span&gt; Jun's house and sand Love Story by the road, waiting for her in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;car park&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Rebecca's house.&lt;br /&gt;HER HOUSE HAS MADE IT TO MY TOP LIST OF HOUSES I LOVE&lt;br /&gt;I really like her house, it's like so pretty, inside and out!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I picked out Rebecca's clothes, I love the denim dress she had on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Orchard and realised Alice In Wonderland 3D was really expensive, so we did shopping instead. My legs were dying.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Far East and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Cineleisure&lt;/span&gt;. Bought earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; for dinner :/ Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Yu&lt;/span&gt; Jun left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Chui&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Shan&lt;/span&gt; and we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;. And we realised we were not in black, and black was apparently the dress code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt; ride isn't very fun, kinda boring to say the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Ate ice cream with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Chui&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Shan&lt;/span&gt; after that and went home with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Dai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Qian&lt;/span&gt;. Had a fun great amazing time talking to her non stop for like an hour, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and slept very soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was tiring too. Muscles were all sore ):&lt;br /&gt;Well, I went for tuition, came back and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Then went for lunch, went to the temple where I learnt a new lesson from the monk I met. He's pretty young, but he thought me this really valuable lesson and gave me a new wristband, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt; to my 3 old ones, they got snipped away. So the new one is so small it can't go pass my hand, oops..how to take it out during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;performance&lt;/span&gt;? Ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to get eyesight checked, apparently the power is still 325 and 350. But my astig went up by 25 so it's not serious. But it looks blur like when I'm typing now.&lt;br /&gt;Tried some specs. Saw some great ones but they were too ex so I'll just wait for nicer and cheaper ones to come. I want framed ones that are of stronger colours towards the red/orange/brown/gold side. I don't want half-frames anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Tuition s&lt;/span&gt; were okay in all.&lt;br /&gt;Ate a cheesecake just now, very full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall sleep soon. Yawning away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-3880951621700073671?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3880951621700073671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=3880951621700073671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3880951621700073671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3880951621700073671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/heres-post.html' title='Here&apos;s a post.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-4339199578884675216</id><published>2010-03-04T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T20:15:59.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hibernation mode</title><content type='html'>Hello darlings,&lt;br /&gt;CROSS COUNTRY TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;Who's excited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;Because I have to wake up freaking early, like before 6am? Omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today at school was alright. Slept in Math again and throughout lunch.. Meh&lt;br /&gt;Only happy results so far is Physics and Chines because I was expecting to fail.. And ended up with A's instead..&lt;br /&gt;PE, didn't play games as usual, so went to persuade Shing Yi to run for a medal tmr. Since he doesn't want to win a medal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm just spoke to Jaryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right so meeting up at 6.30am tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go do some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid i can't run tomorrow ): tough competition!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-4339199578884675216?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4339199578884675216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=4339199578884675216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4339199578884675216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4339199578884675216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/hibernation-mode.html' title='Hibernation mode'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6259259961145922936</id><published>2010-03-03T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:48:33.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I do, I really really do.</title><content type='html'>Today's a bad horrible day.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the present right now. It sucks. It really does. Big time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I started bawling. Oh well, bad sign. All the teachers were staring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing and doing hand stands.&lt;br /&gt;I think my bones look very prominent today. Bad sign. Need to start eating more. But I keep getting full too quickly lately ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like eating nata decoco. Yummm :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to do homework. Didn't do anything yesterday at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6259259961145922936?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6259259961145922936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6259259961145922936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6259259961145922936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6259259961145922936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-do-i-really-really-do.html' title='I do, I really really do.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-2349979095567644348</id><published>2010-03-02T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:19:33.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frog</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty alright, my hand stopped swelling. Just that there's an ugly bruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm shocked I scored A2 for Chinese! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prolly&lt;/span&gt; an A1 in Physics? Which i thought i was going to fail.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry and both Math are pretty much disappointments, maybe because it didn't hit my expectations. But alright, it's still O levels that count..&lt;br /&gt;Physics SPA today was alright too. Mr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;invigilated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Came home and went running with Jun Xi since Aleithia didn't want to run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Well I completed a nice distatnce. Though not freaking cross country's 3.75km..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Then we went onto the field (famous field where I take photos) and tried catching a toad. But we realised the poor guy is all dry from lack of rain ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Yeah pretty much it. I want to go do homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;But there's Geog group work thing. Ugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-2349979095567644348?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2349979095567644348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=2349979095567644348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2349979095567644348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2349979095567644348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/frog.html' title='Frog'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-8527768920491041404</id><published>2010-03-01T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:25:56.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move on with life</title><content type='html'>My hand hurts ): Feels quite uncomfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this cool website called Carbonmade where I can make my own portfolio and have it up online. It's more like a portfolio for photography and drawings. Pretty cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to save money&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-8527768920491041404?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8527768920491041404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=8527768920491041404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8527768920491041404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8527768920491041404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/03/move-on-with-life.html' title='Move on with life'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-4443228315918173546</id><published>2010-02-28T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T12:22:39.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Historians make great dates.</title><content type='html'>Says Mr Kamal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't really know what to blog about but I miss blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting quite bored of my book. This whole sad love story thing is too depressing to read on for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update, the taiwan guy has added us on Facebook. In addition, he also commented and liked the picture we have with him which we flooded with comments about how he looked and his blog..and his msn. Alright.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, went to my mum's friend's house again. I really love the place.&lt;br /&gt;THOUGH I STEPPED ON A SNAIL. Wtf, very saddening okay. I didn't mean to kill. Oh no, bad karma.&lt;br /&gt;So there's all these very cute plants and she let us have two of this plant caled the Dancing Tree. It responds to sound and the leaves move (I tried humming a Christmas carol to it just now, yes it moves).&lt;br /&gt;Talked to P'Mae. Yay she's so awesome and pretty, plus looks really young. Anyway, was reciting the digestive system to her, quite freaky because she's a surgeon. Reciting Bio to a doctor, hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so yeah I learnt a few more things to the stomach which isn't in the textbook.&lt;br /&gt;Told her about my future plans, and yay! After O Levels I might get to do attachment at the hospital, as an observer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway while eating, Aleithia called me to tell me something about she texting wrong stuff about someone to Facebook by accident. Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a ring. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got to go study. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-4443228315918173546?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4443228315918173546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=4443228315918173546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4443228315918173546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4443228315918173546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/02/historians-make-great-dates.html' title='Historians make great dates.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-2086071321180562776</id><published>2010-02-23T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:49:48.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's dance like there's no tomorrow as the stars shine down upon us all</title><content type='html'>I really miss Chingay. It feels like everything's happening too quickly. Made me feel really sad on Saturday night so I had to read myself to sleep, and really, reading a book like the Notebook doesn't really help.&lt;br /&gt;In just 2 months, Speech Day would be here and that's the last dance we're gonna dance this year.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like something's missing now ): I'm really gonna miss dancing. I really really am.. It makes me sad these days..&lt;br /&gt;And then it would be D-Day.. the start of O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want this week to be over, yeah? Can't wait for tests to be over..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-2086071321180562776?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2086071321180562776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=2086071321180562776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2086071321180562776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2086071321180562776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/02/lets-dance-like-theres-no-tomorrow-as.html' title='Let&apos;s dance like there&apos;s no tomorrow as the stars shine down upon us all'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-5447116564792559037</id><published>2010-02-20T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T00:23:40.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHINGAY</title><content type='html'>Oh darlings, it's over ):&lt;br /&gt;BUT I BET WE ALL ENJOYED OURSELVES!&lt;br /&gt;Yay dancers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the Bhutanese dancers were cool. The guys had this really cool dance moves and costumes. Two of them had this very actor-ish look to their feautres, hehe.There was a mega pretty girl, she looked like a model.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesdaywas alright.&lt;br /&gt;My costume is green. Hmm I like it. I like how the costume looks like a cross between japanese and thai.&lt;br /&gt;RED BULL.. they were giving out. But I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Thursday. Full dress&lt;br /&gt;THICK AND HEAVY COSTUME. Super warm. But alright. I've gotten used to it now though. We all got high taking pictures XD&lt;br /&gt;I didn't quite like dinner they provided :/&lt;br /&gt;Lots of reporters and camermans.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda gross though, to have 4 foreign workers taking pictures and videoing me the entire 3 minutes in one sector..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Preview!! AHH. Saw Major Chong somewhere in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE MAKE UP! Looks very model-ish on everyone. Helped to do the glitter :D&lt;br /&gt;Media coverage! So yeah, swarming with cameras everywhere. I have no idea how i smile for 18 minutes. I must have strong cheek muscles.&lt;br /&gt;There was an Indian man in front of me at one sector bobbing his head and clapping very enthusiastically. Eeks.&lt;br /&gt;We had to dance in heels. VERY VERY BAD.&lt;br /&gt;There were pretty cool super high Malay guys who were like trying to imitate our moves for the Indonesian dance.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I noticed the mega cute Taiwanese guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY!&lt;br /&gt;YES YES!&lt;br /&gt;MEGA FUN&lt;br /&gt;So I woke up for tuition, rushed to school.&lt;br /&gt;Did make up, opposite for lunch, pandan cakes, Macs for dinner. Helped with the ribbons and hair glitter. Really fun. But ended up with not enough time for costume and had to put it on at the holding area.&lt;br /&gt;I tried playing the thingy the Taiwanese had to perform. Wow I could do it at my first try, even the passing. I must be very pro :D hehe ok joking.&lt;br /&gt;AHH THE MEGA CUTE GUY. We went to take picture with him &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Jessin, Grace, Chui Shan and I walked around. To the really cooling place by the river, then to the PAYM holding area and all. Walking around haha&lt;br /&gt;Also, Aleithia, Chui Shan and I went to take pictures with many other people. Like some showgirls, egyptians, japaneses, thais, some performers, the giant orang utan, Marilyn Monroe's mega cool ancient car, and some of the 花车&lt;br /&gt;Probably ended up on many random cameras..&lt;br /&gt;Saw the motivators!&lt;br /&gt;And I got to say bye to the cute guy who responded. I might be in love... Sigh.... Okay Janice, cut the crap.. Oh and said bye to the hot one too. Who responded. I think Aleithia's still obsessing over him.&lt;br /&gt;Screamed like mad. The cute Bhutanese guy was really cute when he tried screaming like a girl. Haha. Oh and Aleithia, Dai Qian and I started dancing to a bit of Boom Boom Pow. We saw the City Alive bus! Ahh DJs were like jamming on the open top of the second deck.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to the Thai dancers a little. And some Japanese girl.&lt;br /&gt;Back to school! Aleithia and I have came up with a conclusion that our school lack hot guys so we end up obsessing over foreign dudes and younger boys. It's quite sad.&lt;br /&gt;Then came home.&lt;br /&gt;Very bad foot pain (might be swollen), pain ankle, right toe is blistered (wrapped in many plasters).. Ugh&lt;br /&gt;Now, the thing growing in my lower eyelid is acting up again. I have to visit the doctor soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the free Chingay tee :D&lt;br /&gt;I still have glitter all over me too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TESTS TESTS TESTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like shooting tmr.. and study for tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I guess i need sleep, super tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird to look at myself make-up free and with specs on.. after 2 days of looking at myself in contacts and make up. It also looks weird to look at people without fake lashes on haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might lose my voice tmr.&lt;br /&gt;FUN FUN FUN! One of the most amazing days that is worth remembering, 101%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is still my stand.&lt;br /&gt;THE CUTE GUY IS SO MUCH MORE BETTER THAN THE HOT ONE (who was showing off a lot).&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing Vivian and Dai Qian agrees with me on tastes of males hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mummy's unwell):&lt;br /&gt;I need sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT ALLLLLLL MY PICTURES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still pretty high hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I want to sleep but I might not be able to.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm in loveeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm talking gibberish.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-5447116564792559037?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5447116564792559037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=5447116564792559037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5447116564792559037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5447116564792559037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/02/chingay.html' title='CHINGAY'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-2508907417188594692</id><published>2010-02-16T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T20:27:55.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I knew, things would never be the same again</title><content type='html'>Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;I watched:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Happened in Vegas&lt;br /&gt;Love Guru (didn't really make much sense)&lt;br /&gt;Shanghai Knights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Grandma's house.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to attend a praying session at a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;buddist&lt;/span&gt; temple.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Raffles City. THE COACH WALLET I WANT IS ON SALE. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OHH&lt;/span&gt; INCLUDING THE TOTE. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AHHH&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;(chill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;I made something! Fun.&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat at aunt's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played with my niece and nephew. Janelle's mega cute, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; she took my hello kitty ring to wear and was walking around in my slippers. She kept hanging on to her neighbour's front gate. She looked sad when I left ):&lt;br /&gt;Gosh the food was GOOD. Eeks :D My cousin-in-law cooks super super nice food!&lt;br /&gt;Completed statistics homework there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and read the Notebook.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with the book! Gosh but the story is so sad ): I would have cried at the part Allie chose to leave Noah to be with Lon because she felt it wasn't right to be with him. But I think my eyes were too dry.&lt;br /&gt;It was so sad!&lt;br /&gt;Like they fell in love 17 years ago, during one summer, and they lived every single day thinking and dreaming about each other. Their first love, the love that lasted forever, but they couldn't be together &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; her parents thought he was too poor for her and hid all the letters he ever wrote for her for every single day for years after they parted. She finally went to find him, and they were together for only 2 days when she chose to leave him. Ugh.. But alright I knew they got back together judging from the Notebook's famous cover page, the one of two of them kissing in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;One part was really romantic, when he rowed the canoe up to the lake with her, to let her see all the swans and geese that migrate there. I just watched the movie trailer just now, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt; JUST LIKE HOW I IMAGINED.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mcadams&lt;/span&gt; is in it! But she wasn't how I imagined Allie to be, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; she's supposed to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; with green eyes. But Noah fits! Well the unshaven version at least..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must watch the movie. I must must must!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Soon..soon.&lt;br /&gt;About 70 more pages of the book to read! I shall slowly read then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how the book started when he's an old man reading this old woman a story from a notebook, hoping she'll regain her memory and remember their love.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sucker for such sad romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we found another dead mouse under the tree in the garden. So there's two so far. And I sat observing a live mouse on the grass, pretty cute (:&lt;br /&gt;I hope no more mice die.. I think there's a nest and they're all getting some disease ): we buried the dead ones in the soil, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HOMEWROK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't wait for tomorrow's costume fitting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random line I said yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I smile, the sun rises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-2508907417188594692?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2508907417188594692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=2508907417188594692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2508907417188594692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2508907417188594692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-i-knew-things-would-never-be-same.html' title='And I knew, things would never be the same again'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-4399279656534353901</id><published>2010-02-14T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T23:54:53.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year and Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>I hope all of you had a great great day indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wore my new dress today. Ahhh :D love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I watched:&lt;br /&gt;13 Going On 30&lt;br /&gt;PS I Love You (which I ended up crying at the end, gosh too touching, yet so sweet.)&lt;br /&gt;Shanghai Noon&lt;br /&gt;Quantam of Solace&lt;br /&gt;Friends (super funny!!!! Phoebe got married! And the guy's not Joey, kinda sad..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I live with the TV, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't feel like Chinese New Year at all today. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;I guess everyday's just so long and uneventful.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda feel like reading a book :/ I'm a sucker for romance. I feel like reading Silver Angel XD Or maybe not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percy Jackson and the Olympians look fun! Greek Gods!&lt;br /&gt;Feel so Neil Gaiman to me! :D Reminds me of American Gods/ Anansi Boys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i guess it's time I take on the Notebook, the number one most tragic-romance movie of all time.&lt;br /&gt;I heard that my sis cried.. Must be very very sad if not she wouldn't be moved. Nuh uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's almost midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh YEAH,&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO BATHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like eating jelly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-4399279656534353901?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/4399279656534353901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=4399279656534353901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4399279656534353901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/4399279656534353901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year-and-valentines.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year and Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-7427130707283897049</id><published>2010-02-13T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:21:25.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I really dislike some people so greatly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thinking like they're so widely liked by many people, well hello? You're not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;People who think cussing and drinking are not okay. Getting drunk in a room with 1o other guys just means you're a plain slut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And you think so many guys really want to be around you? I think not. They just talk to you because you keep sticking around them like you're so greatly liked, so popular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Really, you have no mind of your own, always following what others say and do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh and you know what's the meaning of a class gathering? That means that you talk to everyone and not just the &lt;em&gt;boys&lt;/em&gt;. I'm really disappointed that your puny brain doesn't really having this figured out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You're such a bitch. Know that, and know that well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-7427130707283897049?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7427130707283897049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=7427130707283897049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7427130707283897049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7427130707283897049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-really-dislike-some-people-so-greatly.html' title=''/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6263028116111792349</id><published>2010-02-13T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T21:29:39.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oggling at the box.</title><content type='html'>I've been watching lots of tv today!&lt;br /&gt;Cyborg She, which was really sad at the end ):&lt;br /&gt;Jawbreaker&lt;br /&gt;Sisterhood of Travelling Pants 2&lt;br /&gt;Notting Hill&lt;br /&gt;27 Dresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist is on. Should I watch? Reminds me a lot of I Love You, Beth Cooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my pictures on more webs today. It's pretty damn annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Jenya was telling me about it just a few days back when she saw her pictures on a blog. And I REALLY HATE IT when people reblog all over Tumblr and stuff. Like HELLO? It's not your picture. Just shows how desperate you are that you need to steal other people's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a tiny bit of homework which isn't very comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roses still look pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be meeting Aleithia on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for tomorrow!! CAN WEAR NEW DRESS! OMGOMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;haha yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's envious of me, my dad's interrogating me, my sis asked me for a few stalks. lololol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok reunion dinner was just alright.. Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;TV or Homework?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll check TV out for a jiffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight guys, Happy Chinese New Year and Valentine's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6263028116111792349?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6263028116111792349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6263028116111792349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6263028116111792349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6263028116111792349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/02/oggling-at-box.html' title='Oggling at the box.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6140542590061629513</id><published>2010-02-12T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:29:32.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun, joy and endless laughter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/S3Vbj1k6G9I/AAAAAAAAAuE/XAblZiL-_QQ/s1600-h/IMG_2474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437352796355173330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/S3Vbj1k6G9I/AAAAAAAAAuE/XAblZiL-_QQ/s320/IMG_2474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A highlight of what I received today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bouquet of 12 roses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A poem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some thingy I don't know what it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little bottle of perfume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A teddy bear which real cute hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An orange candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A box of almond chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bag of Kisses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, performance was like awesome. Had much fun with the make up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got really high during finale, couldn't help it hahaha. They said the performance was nice :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to do homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes are tired.. Was practically sleeping in 4 hours worth of tuition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm Googling someone Shiuan Wen told me about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh, not bad not bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I heard horrible news from Anees today. They said the number of members in the group is &lt;em&gt;six&lt;/em&gt;, not eight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not very complex math to count.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6140542590061629513?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6140542590061629513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6140542590061629513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6140542590061629513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6140542590061629513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/02/fun-joy-and-endless-laughter.html' title='Fun, joy and endless laughter.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/S3Vbj1k6G9I/AAAAAAAAAuE/XAblZiL-_QQ/s72-c/IMG_2474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-7689286292776445598</id><published>2010-02-10T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T20:32:30.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's your banana boy?</title><content type='html'>Well I've not liked a banana boy before. Nor a pear boy.&lt;br /&gt;I don't sound like I make much sense, it's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shiuan&lt;/span&gt; Wen and Hui En thing I guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Alrights&lt;/span&gt;, so today..&lt;br /&gt;I received a Mars bar from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;erherm&lt;/span&gt;, which was totally random because I didn't really expect him to actually buy me a chocolate bar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then I received a poem from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;erherm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And finally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Polky&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;erherm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Chuan&lt;/span&gt; got jealous that no one wants to give him anything. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Awwww&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty freaked by the person who sits on my left, 2 tables away, during Chinese. He keeps giving Darrick and me the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cheekopek&lt;/span&gt; eye... scary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically screwed up chemistry spa, I spilled the acid all over my paper ):&lt;br /&gt;Physics are alright.&lt;br /&gt;Summary was manageable.&lt;br /&gt;Ting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Xie&lt;/span&gt; was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Miss Andrea with the SS team. She's nice.&lt;br /&gt;I love her nails! Totally went with her top so well, forest green! :D She's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance was okay, a lot of slacking going on while waiting for our cue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ahhhh&lt;/span&gt; Chinese New Year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;performance&lt;/span&gt; in 2 days, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Chingay&lt;/span&gt; in 9 days! Anticipation!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt; we saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Shiuan&lt;/span&gt; Wen's banana boy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so high i kinda ran into Hui En.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Owww&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt; to my ankle. Can't play PE tomorrow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;xp&lt;/span&gt; But I want to run ): &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;sob sob&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ughhh&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Also my fan cut me ): Now I have a sexy leopard-prints plaster. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Lololol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Ohoh&lt;/span&gt; and we all made our mega cute mini skirt from the costume. can tuck the tips into the waistband and it becomes this tutu-like mini, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My costume feels big..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study for Physics soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the poem, oh and I love love love love love it! Loads.&lt;br /&gt;Not written by me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile for me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because I want you to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope you do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope it stays true,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile as wide as the ocean blue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your smile brings sunshine to the rainy garden,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The birds, chirping; they fly freely towards heaven.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So smile, girl, smile from your heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'till the stars faded do your lips part.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So smile,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not for me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But for the colours of the day that you bring through.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Ahhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO PHYSICS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-7689286292776445598?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7689286292776445598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=7689286292776445598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7689286292776445598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7689286292776445598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/02/whos-your-banana-boy.html' title='Who&apos;s your banana boy?'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-2598933166942509053</id><published>2010-02-09T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T19:12:43.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the grass suffer</title><content type='html'>There's an evil mosquito in my room feeding on my blood D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was like alrights.&lt;br /&gt;Horrible chem results which isn't very worth being happy about...&lt;br /&gt;I cut queue during recess ;p i feel pretty bad about it but the queue wasn't moving and freaking slow so I asked Jerome to help me xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kamal said a memorable line, 'When elephants make love, the grass suffer.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 tests tomorrow!!! MADNESS.&lt;br /&gt;Hope all goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I was doing during lunch break.. which I cam up with in like 5 to 10 minutes so it's not anything great. Sounds like a great tongue twister :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I like you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I love you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I really really do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You smitten me with sweet priceless words,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing can explain how I feel,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deep down inwards.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You put a smile on my face,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sleepless nights thinking about you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hours were spent in an endless daze.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps one day you'll finally know that I love you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope that you truly do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And love me the same way as I love you too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I might very much be in love with you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because you can never be replaced.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only one you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-2598933166942509053?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2598933166942509053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=2598933166942509053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2598933166942509053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2598933166942509053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/02/grass-suffer.html' title='the grass suffer'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6064979888758726051</id><published>2010-02-08T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:12:36.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's lots in life to think about.</title><content type='html'>And sometimes we just don't understand things.&lt;br /&gt;But what can we do right? Live with it everyday, no matter how bad it gets. It's still the people we love and care about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one's life is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;It's a strong exterior we put up, it really really is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on to life today.&lt;br /&gt;History test was just crazy. And the rest of the day was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Dance was pretty fun like always, but today we had to do the Indonesian dance and it wasn't very suitable for the venue we were practising at..&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, tons of tests to study for and work to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have lots to think about in my messed up mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright then, see you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6064979888758726051?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6064979888758726051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6064979888758726051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6064979888758726051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6064979888758726051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/02/theres-lots-in-life-to-think-about.html' title='There&apos;s lots in life to think about.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-2220470295820300210</id><published>2010-02-07T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:35:34.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday's a new day</title><content type='html'>And I go on a new date with my blue pen and worksheets.&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing them already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-2220470295820300210?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2220470295820300210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=2220470295820300210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2220470295820300210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2220470295820300210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/02/everydays-new-day.html' title='Everyday&apos;s a new day'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-7461013860513635815</id><published>2010-02-06T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T11:46:07.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragile dreams and hopes</title><content type='html'>Ah Flickr Tab is like mega cool?&lt;br /&gt;A whole photostream on facebook! Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've hit 20k last Sunday actually (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the homework mood now! I really really really am.&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like eating fish porridge..ok random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty happy today because I donated money and my AIRCON IS REPAIRED!!! YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;No more shivering in the middle of the night and waking up to find where my blanket has gone because it's 21 freaking degrees with full fan speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more jelly!&lt;br /&gt;I'm a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words touched me, oh they really did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-7461013860513635815?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7461013860513635815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=7461013860513635815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7461013860513635815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7461013860513635815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/02/fragile-dreams-and-hopes.html' title='Fragile dreams and hopes'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6399378735271033631</id><published>2010-02-05T18:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T20:38:33.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A strong front.</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to Nanthini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days has been a complete blurness of homework and tests. It's mad. It really is..&lt;br /&gt;It's a mad mad world we all live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;I think he's just plain biased.. If you like &lt;em&gt;them&lt;/em&gt; so much then let it be. Lucky i didn't give you any bananas. You don't deserve them, hmph.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ranting everything to John now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was giving out free bananas today because there was too many at home. Haha they liked it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance was pretty alright today.&lt;br /&gt;Aleithia's abs are like ahhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost fell down in the freaking crowded bus that stank of food so badly because people were eating. Can you imagine? No ventilation, sandwiched in a bus and had to smell disgusting food. Yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried explaining why I don't like bananas to Yun Chuan, he doesn't seem to get it because he likes bananas. We some sort of came up with this conversation because I was listening to Physics halfway and smelled banana and realised he was eating the banana and like ate the whole thing in 2 bites. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Bananas have this weird smell and taste funny :/ One bite is all enough to make me puke. The last time I ate a banana has to be ACES day in Sec 2 when they made us all eat yucky bananas.&lt;br /&gt;And did I mention about our new word called, Guck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study group thingy during Chinese was pretty interesting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS test today was a killer. Bio yesterday was difficult..&lt;br /&gt;And well there were many other tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to grow my fringe long (:&lt;br /&gt;And my hair too.. though i really want to cut it one fine day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still unhappy...&lt;br /&gt;And upset.&lt;br /&gt;Depressing lives we all live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I like you, I think I love you, delish purple wiggly jello.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6399378735271033631?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6399378735271033631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6399378735271033631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6399378735271033631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6399378735271033631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/02/strong-front.html' title='A strong front.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-5165309328009391671</id><published>2010-01-31T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:33:54.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to be Saddam Hussein</title><content type='html'>Is just soooo fun to make!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the team came over today and we made it!&lt;br /&gt;Awesomness!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;It's so funny and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I haven't been doing homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-5165309328009391671?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5165309328009391671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=5165309328009391671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5165309328009391671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5165309328009391671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-to-be-saddam-hussein.html' title='How to be Saddam Hussein'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-3308367551331810014</id><published>2010-01-30T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T13:42:58.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloudy with a chance of math homework</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night, i was having the entire creepy stack of SS notes arranged and talking to Larry. Really I have no idea how it led from flowers to powerpuff girls to raining homework to muscular eyebrows goldfish to muscular cheeks pikachu to big nose to Moey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm eating jelly.&lt;br /&gt;And didn't go out with my sis after all. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like doing homework ): all look so not fun.&lt;br /&gt;I've read through history notes for next Friday's tests. It feels weird to read Bio on the bus..it's very very wrong indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, jelly is really delish.&lt;br /&gt;I shall go make more right after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I got really tan after standing 1 hour under the sun talking to my neighbour after tuition this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I didn't go for the CIP hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I miss Lene loads. We're always fighting to say something and we still manage to understand each other after all (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's many entertaining things to read online...you just never know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like writing something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-3308367551331810014?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3308367551331810014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=3308367551331810014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3308367551331810014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3308367551331810014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/cloudy-with-chance-of-math-homework.html' title='Cloudy with a chance of math homework'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-5374380483825416312</id><published>2010-01-29T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:32:55.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP J.D. Salinger</title><content type='html'>I just finished reading Catcher in the Rye. And it's just amazing. J.D. Salinger will be missed by many.&lt;br /&gt;My favourite line from the book was the last 2 lines, 'Don't tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.'&lt;br /&gt;I really like is like in the book, Holden's always having these unique takes on the things around him, all the phonies and stuff. And when he's around Phoebe, it's just damn touching. The whole sibling love thing.&lt;br /&gt;I just love the book! It's so different from the normal teen books we would read nowaways. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, PE yesterday was cool. We played floorball and did standing broad jump and pull ups.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty alright.&lt;br /&gt;But when Mr Singh said, 'You all must try BJ.' We laughed like madness hahahahahaahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tests are like shitty banans, I don't even want to talk about them.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of homework too ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe Jerome bought me an ice lolly today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and I plus Darrick has this wicked idea. I wonder when it can be done :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tau Pok was telling me all the mean things he and Darrick do. Tsk tsk tsk. Evil boys.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, then Ong Lai and Yew Rong started talking Pokemon jokes. Funny like adjkfjajfhfdjafhjafd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anderson Humanities is pretty cool as a matter of fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMEWORK. eh. ahhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;So much to do, so little time. Horrendous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-5374380483825416312?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5374380483825416312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=5374380483825416312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5374380483825416312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5374380483825416312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/rip-jd-salinger.html' title='RIP J.D. Salinger'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-3993438560217694467</id><published>2010-01-24T16:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T16:50:14.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a bizzare world we live in.</title><content type='html'>I keep having these really odd nightmares it's not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;I might be very mentally disturbed just that I didn't realise it.&lt;br /&gt;This is bad..it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep falling asleep when I'm supposed to be studying.&lt;br /&gt;I've not gotten anything done! And it's almost 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mega depressing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-3993438560217694467?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3993438560217694467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=3993438560217694467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3993438560217694467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3993438560217694467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-bizzare-world-we-live-in.html' title='It&apos;s a bizzare world we live in.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-3431642765640922637</id><published>2010-01-23T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:26:18.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have something to say.&lt;br /&gt;I drew something that looks like a Simpson's nose.&lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly random, as a matter of fact.&lt;br /&gt;Don't even bother reading this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-3431642765640922637?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3431642765640922637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=3431642765640922637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3431642765640922637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3431642765640922637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-something-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6699327902940796787</id><published>2010-01-23T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:05:26.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been thinking a lot lately, my brain is partially fried.</title><content type='html'>Study!&lt;br /&gt;Ah next week is going to be like a mad train ride..somehow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lene&lt;/span&gt; let me read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Landingham&lt;/span&gt;, who weighs 136kg, sat on her much smaller boyfriend, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mikal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Middleston&lt;/span&gt;-Bey, after they got into an argument in August last year, reported police in Cleveland, Ohio. Mr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Middleston&lt;/span&gt;-Bey only weighed 54.4kg, said the police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chingay&lt;/span&gt; was pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;The light was downright awesome!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And the IR is like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wowwwwwwww&lt;/span&gt;. I was asking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aleithia&lt;/span&gt; why there's a ship on a building. And we realised it was the IR. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Super pretty, the lights and all!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's mean to me. Hmph ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darrick's party today.&lt;br /&gt;I heard they had fun.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a prezzie for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hand write some of my diary now. It feels weird blogging some stuff online. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competition, project, performances, tests and dilemma going on right now..&lt;br /&gt;Mehmoh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum and sis keep watching Full House now. Ahhh Rain is sooooo cute when he does that Three Bears song. Wow I can still sing it when I watched it in primary school? Ahhh. I can even remember the theme song and the scenes as it was the first Korean serial I ever watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah we're finding people to join our group for the competition Mr Kamal told us about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tests tests!&lt;br /&gt;Study study study&lt;br /&gt;Think Think Think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lots to figure out right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6699327902940796787?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6699327902940796787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6699327902940796787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6699327902940796787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6699327902940796787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-been-thinking-lot-lately-my-brain.html' title='I&apos;ve been thinking a lot lately, my brain is partially fried.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-531383830832317533</id><published>2010-01-21T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T20:34:21.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm injured ):</title><content type='html'>During PE, we ran 2km around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cheng&lt;/span&gt; San market to school. Pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't stop at all!&lt;br /&gt;We came back and Mr Singh rewarded us by playing games. And while at it, I felt my right ankle bones slip against each other and hurt like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bananas&lt;/span&gt; Must be old injury again ): &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; said I look like I was drunk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; my face was mega red, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I asked Miss Ho about the Health Conference thing too, well our task looks pretty damn fun and interesting!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Geog, Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Fadz&lt;/span&gt; turned all the fans off as the fans were left turned on during Chem lab lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Ah was freaking warm!!! Gosh, lucky there's a mild cooling breeze coming in through the window.. though it didn't help much.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Fadz asked, 'Does anyone know where the company Siemens originate from?'&lt;br /&gt;We all burst out laughing. And 2 seconds later, Mr Fadz said, 'And don't be like Jun Xi and say testicles.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mok&lt;/span&gt; totally lost track of the lesson's time today! So we ended up going home at 5.45, when she thought it was 5. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio lesson was just plain sick...&lt;br /&gt;And Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt; said his part was to tellus about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-marital sex and promiscuous activities being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;no no&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still lol-ing at 'curry puff'... hahahaha and the dungeon, moat, fortress, wariors and princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Slacky&lt;/span&gt; English. It was like free period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Period for Math.&lt;br /&gt;Yun Chuan was like cracking his brain over this math question and after solving part of it, he was violently tearing it off the foolscap pad, he tore it into two. Lolololol hilarious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Physics on Wednesday was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ng was saying something about digging bores in the wall or ground or something, and 'bores' sounds like 'balls'. So everyone burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Then Mr Ng drew a thermometer on the board, and everyone starting laughing again.&lt;br /&gt;And Mr Ng was like, 'Can you all don't keep thinking about all these or not?' And let out this sound of frustration, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Rong&lt;/span&gt; and Angela didn't come to school today so I spent the time with the Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Hui &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Ong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Lai&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah I bet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt; will be fun at the F1 Pit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we have to do this Indonesian Dance for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Chingay&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sexy! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Hahahahaahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a corny line from corny teen books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart did a triple back flip, twice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-531383830832317533?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/531383830832317533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=531383830832317533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/531383830832317533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/531383830832317533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-injured.html' title='I&apos;m injured ):'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-9166535333332369066</id><published>2010-01-17T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T23:53:14.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have to sleep</title><content type='html'>But I just don't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;I've been so slacky lately ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FOUND LOCO ROCO THEME SONG.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of myself :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-9166535333332369066?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/9166535333332369066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=9166535333332369066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/9166535333332369066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/9166535333332369066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-to-sleep.html' title='I have to sleep'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-5778761437035653756</id><published>2010-01-15T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:19:08.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking..</title><content type='html'>WIN WIN WIN!&lt;br /&gt;I have high hopes for my portriats &lt;3 and like there's this whole mentorship thing and we get out pictures exhibited in a GALLERY!&lt;br /&gt;The prize is like, even the 2nd and 3rd winners' prize money can buy me my 50mm f/1.8 lens, remote and maybe even a wide angeled lens! Wicked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Jerome's being mean. You don't have to recap my entire titration blurness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun with the whole CCA openhouse thing &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly have time for anything.&lt;br /&gt;I want to read Catcher in the Rye and read my very outdated thai mag with Pae Arrak on the cover :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh in 1 hour i only wrote a few lines worth of words..not effective!!&lt;br /&gt;Major not effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I want to bring my baby out to take some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I have a whole lot of ideas.. But i doubt anyone will have time to model for me during this hectic period. With O's and everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go running.&lt;br /&gt;Evil muscle aches from yesterday's PE. Especially left calve D:&lt;br /&gt;And my knees are bruised from dance today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to celebrate my 16th birthday with my dearest class 2/4. But my birthday is all the way in term 3. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Darrick's party but I can't ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance tmr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-5778761437035653756?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5778761437035653756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=5778761437035653756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5778761437035653756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5778761437035653756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/thinking.html' title='Thinking..'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-7526093213197291600</id><published>2010-01-14T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T23:53:03.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just dropping by</title><content type='html'>PE today was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;slaguhter&lt;/span&gt;. But I'm proud of myself to be able to run 5 rounds around the school field non-stop. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Toturous&lt;/span&gt; 45 push ups. Crunches were okay. And all these running and jumping thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EFL WAS SO FREAKING AWESOME IT'S PROBABLY THE BEST EFL IN FOUR YEARS IN ANDERSON&lt;br /&gt;YES IT WAS&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lockdown&lt;/span&gt; performed. It's a one man show kinda thing by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Byronn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bain&lt;/span&gt;. His poetry is dang amazing and the way he performs it in a hip hop/rap style is even awesome-r.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Joey Chang, the cellist, is mega cute, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. And he was doing handstands when they were done performing. He reminds me of characters I've seen on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; before.&lt;br /&gt;The guitarist was cool too. His RED guitars owns!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Yew&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Rong&lt;/span&gt; and I went to take pictures with all 4 of them and we realised Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Fadz&lt;/span&gt; had left for lesson so we ran all the way back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;. But it was so fun!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Awesome awesome awesome!&lt;br /&gt;But really, it was very inspiring and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to borrow PE shirt from Jun Xi today because i totally forgot and I don't want to pay the horrific fine of 4 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the school is very unreasonable about the canteen. There's not enough seats to cater to the student population. Thus, they shouldn't have any rights to scold us for eating outside the canteen because by the time we wait for seats, recess is over. There's already so many people eating while standing up..&lt;br /&gt;It's like what do you want us to do? Starve us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great things are going on right now.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still pretty very stressed up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take my baby out for some fun but i have no time to bring my camera out at all ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to change my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;IC's&lt;/span&gt; race. They should have announced it last year when I was having my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;IC&lt;/span&gt; done.. My parents just asked me if I wanted to change my race, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; like duh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late, I must sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy days ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-7526093213197291600?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/7526093213197291600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=7526093213197291600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7526093213197291600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/7526093213197291600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-dropping-by.html' title='Just dropping by'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-8471457505875072047</id><published>2010-01-11T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:53:59.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a stressful life</title><content type='html'>it sure is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i cleaned my room yesterday, felt so good!&lt;br /&gt;organised all my books, files and table. yay me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim and his analogy of how the female plant reproductive organs look like a thin woman with a big butt, like how mother-in-laws observe the butt-size of future daughter-in-laws.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't seem to believe that I've done all his homework and flipped through my workbook a few times and went, 'Very good!' at Yun Chuan and me. Lolololol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Angela!&lt;br /&gt;We were eating food, cake and singing her the birthday song at the seats right outside the canteen (aka the place where we were strictly told not to consume food at)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-8471457505875072047?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8471457505875072047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=8471457505875072047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8471457505875072047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8471457505875072047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-stressful-life.html' title='It&apos;s a stressful life'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-1253810967911401695</id><published>2010-01-09T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T23:24:38.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up the lights</title><content type='html'>I feel bad for being bad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the market with my mum tomorrow &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuitions and studying. Felt so sleepy but I couldn't nap, must get work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catcher in the Rye is an amazing amazing book!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, talking to Jun Xi.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like talking to Lene in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marking Geog now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to the temple..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-1253810967911401695?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1253810967911401695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=1253810967911401695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1253810967911401695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1253810967911401695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/wake-up-lights.html' title='Wake up the lights'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-5567881350615105840</id><published>2010-01-08T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T22:31:59.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragic</title><content type='html'>Together is so sad!!! WHY.&lt;br /&gt;But Elvin Ng, mmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANICE says:&lt;br /&gt;alvin's lips look red in his dp&lt;br /&gt;Junxi says:&lt;br /&gt;where&lt;br /&gt;JANICE says:&lt;br /&gt;look closely&lt;br /&gt;Junxi says:&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;lipstick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT LIPSTICK&lt;br /&gt;its natural colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE SURVIVED WEEK 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS Test part of CA1 starts next week! Oh gosh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today I allow myself to slack a little and I feel very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to do oh gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 9 of us managed to fit around a table in the coffee shop!&lt;br /&gt;History lessons in AVT :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Mok says, B3 is a fail, A2 is not good enough, we can only score A1&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kamal says, start with the end in mind. The end is the A1. Nothing besides A1 is expected. B4 is a fail, C5 is like the end full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and on the first day of school it was already a workshop on how to set goals for O levels and manage out schedule well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice, you'll work hard.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, it's time to mug. 9 more months is so little time it's scary.&lt;br /&gt;3 SPA II is in end Feb and start March.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm glad to say my chinese reading is better though I can't read some words. But I can read faster! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, work now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-5567881350615105840?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5567881350615105840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=5567881350615105840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5567881350615105840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5567881350615105840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/tragic.html' title='Tragic'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-1445830874597236454</id><published>2010-01-07T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:03:22.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy life starts</title><content type='html'>Everyday, everywhere I go, the 2 syllabus of 'A1' rings in my mind. I'm probably becoming very compulsive obsessive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's only 4th day into school week 1 and there's so much to do it's pretty mad! I didnt even have time yesterday to check my Flickr recent activities.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't plan to use comp today but I guess i just have to post something short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My muscles are aching from today's PE. 5 rounds aroun DnT block and canteen, up and down stairs. It's so tiring. Came back, 3 sets of 15 push ups and leg lifting abs training. Mr Singh was like, 'Girls! You're not going down all the way, all just bend your elbows a little bit only!' But really, go down all the way, can't come back up ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess totally forgot it was Miss Mok's lesson next! Ran all the way (till the stairs where obviously no strength to run up 4 flights of stairs) to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim said that besides for reproduction, sex is a pleasure for the human race, so we all should do it once we have the license to do so.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course today was fun :D Hehe came back with lots of choc, gave some to Darrick. Angela gave me all of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA screening was pretty interesting. Have to dance Baishou for CCA Openhouse. Xue Zhong Mei will be for CNY celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;Chingay is on EXAM WEEK. I don't dare tell my parents..they'll get all mad.&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay.. STUDY NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not slept for more than 10 seconds in any lessons (excluding EFL). I've achieved something great :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I've spent 10 mins on the comp.&lt;br /&gt;NO TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My To-Do list has like 10 plus stuff to be done by Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese and Math by tomorrow. BACK TO WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is getting really stressful. Look at the workload! And it's just 3rd days of lessons!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-1445830874597236454?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1445830874597236454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=1445830874597236454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1445830874597236454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1445830874597236454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/busy-life-starts.html' title='Busy life starts'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-8949938076935227693</id><published>2010-01-05T17:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T17:26:52.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How was school?</title><content type='html'>I won't sleep, yes I will not. But it's so boring D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Ms Mok's lesson was fun :D She's really interesting in a sense.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Wong kept having this smile on his face today, like saying 'I know something that you don't' Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;English, at least I can understand Mrs Walus's Auzzie drawl. See, watching lots of Auzzie/NZ shows paid off. I found the rebanding unfair to many people, but after all it's always up to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;EFL was a talk, it got really boring in the middle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework today. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;School ends so late! ): Recess is so late, we all must starve will 11 for food but when we go down, there's not enought seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA screening tomorrow and dance after that. A long day ahead..&lt;br /&gt;I get to leave class an hour early. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much. Study now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-8949938076935227693?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/8949938076935227693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=8949938076935227693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8949938076935227693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/8949938076935227693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-was-school.html' title='How was school?'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-6188524768421503293</id><published>2010-01-04T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:26:10.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day back.</title><content type='html'>How those it feel? The school looks like a mental asylum and smells like paint. Cool, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had an early night but I couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I did Chemistry! And this morning in shcool I did Biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons start tomorrow, awwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Briefings today ain't that interesting. Only the teachers introduction part was fun! Tan tee weeeee :D :D He was sooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;Mr Yong was really really cute too hahaha. All lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically fell asleep during Mr Ang's discpline talk.&lt;br /&gt;Well I was awake enough to know that we can't wear low belt and socks must be 1 inch above the shoe. Wonder who would do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Fadz is our new form teacher! I bet it'll be fun :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course was pretty fun! Hahaha  'I ate ice cream today and went to the toilet. I loved it. I peed there with my smile."&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this comments thing and the activities were cool :D Like setting priorities right and some aiming a ball at the chair blindfolded thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with the usual 10 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY ADELYNN!!&lt;br /&gt;The peach and apricot cake was nice :D :D yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about making a portfolio last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I wanna read a little before bed! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-6188524768421503293?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/6188524768421503293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=6188524768421503293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6188524768421503293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/6188524768421503293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-back.html' title='First day back.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-5348736497639902220</id><published>2010-01-03T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:05:57.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School starts tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="240" height="180" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=c50c7f2ce9&amp;photo_id=4224606009&amp;flickr_show_info_box=true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=c50c7f2ce9&amp;photo_id=4224606009&amp;flickr_show_info_box=true" height="180" width="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamwithsand/4224606009/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/jamwithsand/"&gt;jamwithsand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bottoms up!&lt;br /&gt;This is the start of Seconday 4 and my resolutions start in 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no apples at home for my apple diet D:&lt;br /&gt;Maybe oranges then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cleared my room and I'm almost done with chemistry. I don't know what to do with Bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore feet from walking in Marina and Raffles D:&lt;br /&gt;I bought a red long sleeved top :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for tomorrow everyone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-5348736497639902220?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/5348736497639902220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=5348736497639902220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5348736497639902220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/5348736497639902220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-starts-tomorrow.html' title='School starts tomorrow'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-532685347055487642</id><published>2010-01-01T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:08:51.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year, one and all</title><content type='html'>So I'm posting really late but anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my new year resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Study hard, like seriously&lt;br /&gt;2. Sleep early, latest 11.30pm&lt;br /&gt;3. Try not to sleep in class at all&lt;br /&gt;4. Read less, like 30 minutes daily&lt;br /&gt;5. My camera can wait for me till after O levels&lt;br /&gt;6. But even though that, i'll work hard on making a nice portfolio&lt;br /&gt;7. Do my best at dance till we step down&lt;br /&gt;8. Use less computer&lt;br /&gt;9. Watch less tv&lt;br /&gt;10. Be a better person&lt;br /&gt;11. Spend less money&lt;br /&gt;12. Eat healthier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe that's all...&lt;br /&gt;it's 12am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so here's my resolution that will take place on Sunday night, starting with sleeping at 11.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done some chem today, with the help of jun xi, and finished Marked, kinda fun :D Though I find it a bit draggy at parts. I want action D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much going on, a lot of shopping though.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a tank top, a long sleeved top, a vintage floral dress, a pair of robot earrings and such..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a stop motion too that actually hit explore!!&lt;br /&gt;I need new pictures as a matter of fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New teachers, new year.&lt;br /&gt;Even though some teachers aren't to my preference, oh well looks like for some subjects it's up to me to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I'll study and study hard.&lt;br /&gt;O levels.. I must do well, I must. And with that, there's sacrifices to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with computers, books, cameras and tv, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Need to cut down on those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe 1h computer, 30 mins to 1h read, camera for weekend, tv every lunch and dinner time (or when I'm taking a break from studying).&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that would work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-532685347055487642?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/532685347055487642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=532685347055487642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/532685347055487642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/532685347055487642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-one-and-all.html' title='Happy New Year, one and all'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-1449245518996809279</id><published>2009-12-28T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T20:25:36.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not in the bloggin mood right now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamwithsand/4213416956/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2695/4213416956_67d5d6c238.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamwithsand/4213416956/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/jamwithsand/"&gt;jamwithsand&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel awfully lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just a quick recap on the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday's Christmas party with relatives at my place was fairly alright. I dressed like my sister, twin!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, bought new adidas school shoes (omg!) and 2 pairs of Levi's.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, went out with mum. Finished Death on the Nile, fun book.&lt;br /&gt;Monday, stock taking for dance, very dusty indeed. Was alright. Came home and plonked asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel so..soo..horrid.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just have to live with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the stopmotion i plan to do will make it all better..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-1449245518996809279?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1449245518996809279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=1449245518996809279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1449245518996809279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1449245518996809279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-not-in-bloggin-mood-right-now.html' title='I&amp;#39;m not in the bloggin mood right now.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2695/4213416956_67d5d6c238_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-1436963563390046913</id><published>2009-12-28T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:59:09.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mixed feelings, why do i care?&lt;br /&gt;An hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-1436963563390046913?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1436963563390046913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=1436963563390046913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1436963563390046913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1436963563390046913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2009/12/mixed-feelings-why-do-i-care-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-896086867813859148</id><published>2009-12-25T10:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T11:11:15.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Hello ladies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention Daddy bought my sis and I each a Hello Kitty ring? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, was texting and texting, reading and reading, and fell asleep after 30 minutes, oh well XD&lt;br /&gt;The computer died on me last night, so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Jerome helped me with the little bit of the change i did to my blogskin, thanks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this morning went for tuition, I know it's Christmas. Liang Min was there! Awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;We shared our Pokemon photos we have on our phones which is cool. He gave me this mega cute picture that is now my wallpaper, pokemon :D&lt;br /&gt;We weren't making much sense, i guess, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, yeah so here I am.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT LUNCH, so hungry ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party at my house tonight with relatives, i must help cook, goodness me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to upload on Flickr but sadly, I can only do that on the laptop and I'm on the PC instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, for now, loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new picture idea for my sis and I :D YAY&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to the song Lollipop. Because Natalie let me listen it to again after Lene let me, hahaah. AHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-896086867813859148?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/896086867813859148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=896086867813859148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/896086867813859148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/896086867813859148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-1650868500704697689</id><published>2009-12-24T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T22:51:19.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AVATAR</title><content type='html'>IS SO SO SO SO AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch with my mum in 3D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, so many parts my heart was like dropping, so exciting and yet thrilling. Awesome great movie! But they took 14 years to have it done anyway so it MSUT BE GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;And it's gonna be a trilogy, AWESOMNESS MUCH?&lt;br /&gt;I love it, love love love love! Maybe the BEST movie this year? I want to watch again, maybe with sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in such a bad mood today, i'm sorry, i'm in bad moods everyday, i feel guilty after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at Mos burger and Dad bought Sis and I identical Hello Kitty rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like doing anymore homework...not at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-1650868500704697689?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/1650868500704697689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=1650868500704697689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1650868500704697689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/1650868500704697689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar.html' title='AVATAR'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-3405181284873564035</id><published>2009-12-23T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T22:17:19.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights in the sky.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamwithsand/4208719128/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2768/4208719128_6afdcedf5a.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamwithsand/4208719128/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/jamwithsand/"&gt;jamwithsand&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, I woke up at 6.45am to take some pictures but there wasn't any fog so i went back home.&lt;br /&gt;Played around with my cam.&lt;br /&gt;Then, looked at photostreams.&lt;br /&gt;Ate a bun.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sun Plaza, bought an ice cream, KFC.&lt;br /&gt;Came back, went to Cotton On. Sales!!! Bought shorts, light blue/white, I hope parents don't find out. I think I might buy more stuff..but the tops are too common. I like the jacket actually.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Keeping Mum while eating. Fun movie!&lt;br /&gt;Read a little, flickr.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go shoot, totally spoilt my day when mum insisted i need to go out with her to opposite... Mood spoiler, much?&lt;br /&gt;At least when we got back it was 6.40pm and can still take pictuers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to think of today's shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad came home with my House of Night book pack. OMG! I'm going to quickly read Death on the Nile so I can read them! Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to Channel 8 and U drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a picture of mine on a LA magazine's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-3405181284873564035?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/3405181284873564035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=3405181284873564035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3405181284873564035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/3405181284873564035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2009/12/lights-in-sky.html' title='Lights in the sky.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2768/4208719128_6afdcedf5a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132430216906638728.post-2439379991529694324</id><published>2009-12-22T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:34:18.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaws and claws.</title><content type='html'>I changed the picture on my skin, i bet you LOVE it &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance today. Fun (:&lt;br /&gt;We had all the welfare things that needed to be discussed done, so it's great.&lt;br /&gt;Came back and watched TV and ate. So hungry from lack of filling lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Took some pictures from boredom and i wanted to try the light out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think i'll wake up earlier tomorrow and go to the field and take some pictures. Since it rains so much, I think can get the fog captured, which is totally awesome. Ditto!&lt;br /&gt;I wake up at around 7 am plus on a daily basis when there's no school. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO WATCH AVATAR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9132430216906638728-2439379991529694324?l=jamwithsand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/feeds/2439379991529694324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9132430216906638728&amp;postID=2439379991529694324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2439379991529694324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9132430216906638728/posts/default/2439379991529694324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamwithsand.blogspot.com/2009/12/flaws-and-claws.html' title='Flaws and claws.'/><author><name>JANICE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11413680398033090588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFuAFK-qA7o/SzIuy9DWdRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fXiDBCHf_is/s1600-R/4200051088_dd5c0943cc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
