<?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-8286556007713119006</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:12:32.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>conundrum</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-8205486290076784506</id><published>2007-10-18T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T20:56:48.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E8E0Afc7Heg" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-8205486290076784506?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/8205486290076784506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=8205486290076784506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8205486290076784506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8205486290076784506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-5620716385026828967</id><published>2007-10-13T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T00:17:06.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zSxoKQ_sWYY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zSxoKQ_sWYY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lol. Sorry. Leung's fault! For getting me hooked onto this fantastic song :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-5620716385026828967?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/5620716385026828967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=5620716385026828967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/5620716385026828967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/5620716385026828967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/10/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-5216526761872500447</id><published>2007-10-12T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T22:55:22.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep.&lt;br /&gt;This air is blessed, you share with me.&lt;br /&gt;This night is wild, so calm and dull.&lt;br /&gt;These hearts, they race from self-control.&lt;br /&gt;Your legs are smooth as they graze mine.&lt;br /&gt;We're doing fine, we're doing nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me,&lt;br /&gt;So won't you kill me, so I die happy?&lt;br /&gt;My heart is yours, to fill or burst,&lt;br /&gt;To break or bury, or wear as jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;Whichever you prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The words are hushed, let's not get busted.&lt;br /&gt;Just lay entwined here, undiscovered;&lt;br /&gt;Safe in here from all the stupid questions.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, did you get some?"&lt;br /&gt;Man, that is so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;Stay quiet, stay near, stay close,&lt;br /&gt;They can't hear, so we can get some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me,&lt;br /&gt;So won't you kill me, so I die happy?&lt;br /&gt;My heart is yours, to fill or burst,&lt;br /&gt;To break or bury, or wear as jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;Whichever you prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hands down, this is the best day I can ever remember.&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,&lt;br /&gt;The dim of the soft lights, the scent of your hair,&lt;br /&gt;That you twirled in your fingers.&lt;br /&gt;And the time on the clock when we realized it's so late.&lt;br /&gt;And this walk that we shared together.&lt;br /&gt;The streets were wet and the gate was locked,&lt;br /&gt;So I jumped it and I let you in,&lt;br /&gt;And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist,&lt;br /&gt;And you kissed me like you meant it,&lt;br /&gt;And I knew that you meant it.&lt;br /&gt;That you meant it, that you meant it.&lt;br /&gt;And I knew that you meant it, that you meant it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hands down by Dashboard Confessional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've found a new craze! Doesnt help that their lead singer is so cute. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-5216526761872500447?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/5216526761872500447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=5216526761872500447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/5216526761872500447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/5216526761872500447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/10/breathe-in-for-luck-breathe-in-so-deep.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-1555591932509690283</id><published>2007-10-12T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T18:42:27.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CwqncBMshm0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CwqncBMshm0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. I love this song! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-1555591932509690283?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/1555591932509690283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=1555591932509690283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1555591932509690283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1555591932509690283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/10/hahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-2081259058795454495</id><published>2007-10-10T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T23:57:52.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PW is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;It is shredding me apart like string cheese.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is going my way today.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, nothing ever does. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I learnt (or relearnt) today:&lt;br /&gt;1) NTUC is still a nice place for chats (:&lt;br /&gt;2) Sniffing johnson's baby "no more tears" shampoo makes me miss my childhood days&lt;br /&gt;3) Pineapple tarts are the bomb&lt;br /&gt;4) Written reports are -insert every negative adjective in the dictionary- and i hate them! Especially those that are CORRUPTED and waste your time downlaoding&lt;br /&gt;5) I cant sleep when i have to do something-&lt;br /&gt;6) I have a miraculously LOW level of tolerance during certain days of the month&lt;br /&gt;7) McSpicy starts getting REALLY spicy only after half the burger&lt;br /&gt;8) Winter sonatas are good :$&lt;br /&gt;9) I so DO NOT want to kill someone right now&lt;br /&gt;10) Regardless of how long ago our AWARE interview was, i STILL feel like a superficial victim of the elitist society that education is wasted upon&lt;br /&gt;11) I should just go to sleep, cause&lt;br /&gt;12) Blogging doesnt help me feel better. AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate life but im afraid to die. How loser is that?&lt;br /&gt;The one thing i am good at is sucking at everything. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;I just stayed up for nothing, cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I'm walking again to the beat of a drum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm counting the steps to the door of your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only shadows ahead barely clearing the roof&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get to know the feeling of liberation and relief&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Sixpence none the richer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-2081259058795454495?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/2081259058795454495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=2081259058795454495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/2081259058795454495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/2081259058795454495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/10/pw-is-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-2705500311381605794</id><published>2007-08-26T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T16:03:06.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PW was. Productive. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RtEwE84s5tI/AAAAAAAAADs/v4dXcOt8w7M/s1600-h/BDD-+one+true+love.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102912714409043666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RtEwE84s5tI/AAAAAAAAADs/v4dXcOt8w7M/s320/BDD-+one+true+love.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. We were having fun while working on the stupid WR la. :D I have alot more of these poster thingies.. Quite cute la. We were laughing as we came up with all e cheeky captions. Hope the tchers at the OP are open minded man. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so gona miss band, even morning assembly.. I duno where im gona hide in the mornings now that the band room's not going to be open.. Even tho there's fitness quartet to look forward to.. Wahhhh. )': Luckily i have arsenal with me (the team AND the sax). Speaking of which, Arsenal won Man City 1-0 last night! WHEE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open day was surprisingly okay. I dint expect ppl to actually come, with their prelims and all. I played with joy's guzheng, talked to future band ppl and brought a nanhua girl to LT5, apart frm e normal open day stuff.. Lol.. Was quite high, the atmosphere on the whole. Made me wonder if it was just a show to pretend the school actually has a shade or vibrancy, or did the event just serve to inject a bit of life into our dreary school? I guess its a little of both. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, i now have another new dress! Its the type that makes me look fat, but i like it anyway(: But i duno if i'll even have the chance to wear it out soon, seeing as everybody's all gearing up for promos alr.. ;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna leave that splinter in my skin. I tried to get it out, but it just wouldnt come out, even tho it hurt like hell. &lt;s&gt;This is a metaphor.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RtEvoM4s5rI/AAAAAAAAADc/Tm5fCCSzoY4/s1600-h/BDD-+something+naughty.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-2705500311381605794?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/2705500311381605794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=2705500311381605794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/2705500311381605794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/2705500311381605794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/08/pw-was.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RtEwE84s5tI/AAAAAAAAADs/v4dXcOt8w7M/s72-c/BDD-+one+true+love.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-1230158484343450926</id><published>2007-08-20T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T23:33:26.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I’ve always been a dreamer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ve had my head among the clouds &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well now that I’m coming down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Won’t you be my solid ground&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new obsession: Sway by The Perishers!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's so sweet, so sincere, so emo..&lt;br /&gt;I love it!!!! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-1230158484343450926?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/1230158484343450926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=1230158484343450926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1230158484343450926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1230158484343450926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/08/ive-always-been-dreamer-ive-had-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-8722940932176393764</id><published>2007-08-19T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T13:35:03.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY SEVENTEENTH TO DELLE-BALL!! X)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hello my dearest girlfriend&lt;3,&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Im rlly grateful to have you as my friend, and classmate for everything except gp and chinese.. Promos are coming but dont stress, cos you have an IQ of like, 8624571763! Lol. You'll do well, im sure of that! I enjoyed towning and 881 with you, even tho e movie made both of us emo! Lol. You rock my world! :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-8722940932176393764?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/8722940932176393764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=8722940932176393764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8722940932176393764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8722940932176393764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/08/oh-and-happy-seventeenth-to-delle-ball.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-8857082015692866355</id><published>2007-08-19T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:30:22.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>@.@&lt;br /&gt;I feel... Overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been.. Rather exciting. LOL. Alot of activities these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuffs:&lt;br /&gt;Town (x3. hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;SAM&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks&lt;br /&gt;Math va&lt;br /&gt;Topshop&lt;br /&gt;881&lt;br /&gt;Trinity Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New:&lt;br /&gt;Top/dress, necklace, foach(coach?) bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People:&lt;br /&gt;Joy&lt;br /&gt;Simin&lt;br /&gt;Zai&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend aka Delle-ball&lt;br /&gt;Shermin/Nic&lt;br /&gt;My uncle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha sry if im confusing you.. Im like, wiped out alr la!&lt;br /&gt;But tonight: Blackburn vs Arsenal&lt;br /&gt;I'll be behind the gunners all the way! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh my dad finally plucked up e courage to ask abt what i think he's been wanting to ask me for ages. HAHAHA (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a completely and utterly nonsensical post which i feel accurately depicts my life. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-8857082015692866355?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/8857082015692866355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=8857082015692866355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8857082015692866355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8857082015692866355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-4900051060849254818</id><published>2007-08-11T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T13:17:37.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEE. Aft such a longggggg hiatus, im back!&lt;br /&gt;Lol. But not to talk abt my boring ole life(nt tt i have much of one anw. HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to my darling aunty SIMIN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey girl. Cheer up k. Nth's worth being sad over, esp not this. Like, yeah. Dont get ouched anymore okay. I feel pain frm jus watching. ): Rmb we hav so much moqi its scary. So ur hurt gets transferred to me too! Yep. So if u dont wana make me sad, dont be urself.. If u need to cry, jus say e word and i'll take u to the most obsure corner of the island and lend u my shoulder. So be strong k. Always rmb that im here for you! Smile! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-4900051060849254818?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/4900051060849254818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=4900051060849254818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/4900051060849254818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/4900051060849254818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/08/whee.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-3073702801037133700</id><published>2007-07-14T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T23:36:43.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha. Im so busy there's nothing to blog about. Cos too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section outing today was pretty pointless cos we dint make the shirt. Kena suaned by the shopkeeper. He said no matter how he looked at us, we dint look like jc kids, and that he doubts the polys would take us in. 0.- Kept calling us bad kids. Crazy guy. Eddee got it the worst tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think its cos of this convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddee: Can you use the soft copy of the design? its in the thumbdrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shop guy: My comp window 95. No USB port.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddee: Oh. Haiya i should have saved the design in a &lt;em&gt;floppy disk&lt;/em&gt; la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Ok im lazy to blog alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random fact: I walked into a door today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random line: Always remember you're unique - just like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL ok i think i'll go sleep now(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-3073702801037133700?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/3073702801037133700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=3073702801037133700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/3073702801037133700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/3073702801037133700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/07/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-2137071463146585492</id><published>2007-07-01T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T21:30:22.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;Etude season is heating up!&lt;br /&gt;Lets work hard tgt and give the most unforgettable concert of the year! :D&lt;br /&gt;Now can someone teach me how to pon enrichment week?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like just hiding in the bandroom, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3,&lt;br /&gt;Sheryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-2137071463146585492?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/2137071463146585492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=2137071463146585492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/2137071463146585492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/2137071463146585492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-5825994807746161286</id><published>2007-07-01T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T21:25:47.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CTs are over!! (ignores the fact that there is still chinese on tues) WOOTS(:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our first band prac aft a 2week break :D My tone sucked for some strange reason though. ):&lt; And i dint play for stageband cos of a lack of instrus (gimme more reasons to slack! lol) Ended up helping noobgirl carry her stand as we rehearsed the gimmicks for superstition. I am useful ok! haha.. Not playing made me realise my many rhythmical problems :/ Nvm. Shall sort them out very soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a very relaxing combined (i dont even know why i wasnt flustered at all), went to watch hulagirls with noobgirl! :D But not before trying my long anticipated miso crunch frm KFC!! (:(:(: YUM. Then my slow eating speed caused us to miss the front of the movie :i But it rocked nevertheless! Lol and i thought it was a chickflick before watching. Dont be fooled by the chickflick-y name man. Its totally awesome, and super touching la. Noobgirl was laughing at me for crying but she ended up crying too, haha. Picturehouse(Cathay) is ultracool! And the fact that they dont allow food and drinks in helps us save money on snacks (X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tt, we went downstairs and noobgirl took more -AHEM- interesting pictures. I dint dare take cos it was so crowded! Lol. Then we got lost in orchard(who gets lost in orchard?!? :x) while looking for the royal thai embassy. After walking a damn lot, and stopping to get free hugs, we finally arrived at the thaifair! :D We wanted to experience the same thing as puff, MAH. Hahahaha. But it was booming with people energy man. Super crowded. Lol. I was super tempted to buy this tubedress for $15, but decided against it. Showed my bimbopowers man. HAHA. In the end i bought a wooden bangle for $8, but completely worth it(: Then we had to rush off for respective family dinners. Then the random happenings started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I:&lt;br /&gt;-Got a bottle of greentea for 10cents (either the machine cocked up or someone put 1.50 in and dint get a drink. Consumer's surplus man :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sat behind this lesbian couple was were frenching like nobody's business (Got reminded of Crescent LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Saw a man throw a poor kitty over a fence (And i dint even get to shout at him cos i was on the bus. Tsk. Hope he gets karma. RAH. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Waited for my mom to bring me to the restaurant, but she got lost while coming to get me. :/ (Explains my lack of sense of direction, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went up to my uncle's office and realised he's a CEO of some development company. WTH. Hahaha. We had a family discussion in his conference room. (Agenda: Is the weekly allowance given sufficient for the kid's expenditures? LAWL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Interesting day eh? Today was relatively less interesting. Got an sms frm ameera and "live" report frm celine abt the murder case in my neighbourhood. Wahlao my estate is rlly he 'hood man. :X Then we went out for lunch at some random place we drove past (spotted by me! :) Had chicken rice but it was rlly unneccessary cos we went to the pastry shop next door and the owners kept feeding us with free samples (X Their shop is not very conspicuous, and is really a humble family business but the quality of their pastries is seriously divine! (: I'll definitely return to try their eclairs, beancurd tarts, celery chicken puff, and everything there! Hehe this shop is turning me into a glutton. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i returned home, trimmed my sister's and my fringe (Hers was fine but i screwed mine up. Sigh.) cos we were irritated with it poking into our eyes. Then i ate more junk and fell asleep for four freaking hours. Noone woke me up! :@ My dad said he was afraid i would kick him. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here i am, blogging! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai i sure look forward to a BAW-REEENG day of studying chinese tmr man. :/ The temptation to abandon chinese and go town is just too great. BUT. I have noone to town with! Sad life. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me something to believe in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause i dont believe in you anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-5825994807746161286?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/5825994807746161286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=5825994807746161286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/5825994807746161286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/5825994807746161286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/07/cts-are-over-ignores-fact-that-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-4806018379975319617</id><published>2007-06-20T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T13:04:43.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;When you look with your eyes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything seems nice &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if you look twice &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can see it's all lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new favourite singer- Lily Allen&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Going for mugging chalet later.&lt;br /&gt;It had BETTER be productive, man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-4806018379975319617?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/4806018379975319617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=4806018379975319617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/4806018379975319617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/4806018379975319617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-you-look-with-your-eyes-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-5220378423761491606</id><published>2007-06-18T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T14:10:21.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha i kop-ed this frm puff's blog! KEWLNESS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="widget" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf" width="340" height="240" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" enablejavascript="false" quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-78BCAFD1.jpeg&amp;amp;c1=Isnt this artistic? (X&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_14A34A07.jpeg&amp;amp;c2=BANDBANDBAND! :D&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_276D3B22.jpeg&amp;amp;c3=Chocolates are the lurve 3&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-4811A17.jpeg&amp;amp;c4=I want a roadtrip...&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-536C6BFB.jpeg&amp;amp;c5=EEW.&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_60BD8C5F.jpeg&amp;amp;c6=AWW. (:&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_0AEB34CA.jpeg&amp;amp;c7=Junkfood. My nemesis. RAH.&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_42E67A46.jpeg&amp;amp;c8=My dream room! As if ill ever be so neat. LOL&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_2C9D8418.jpeg&amp;amp;c9=Retail therapy! :D&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_3124B621.jpeg&amp;amp;c10=Soccer! Arsenal!! (:&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_368EAF3E.jpeg&amp;amp;c11=A break from it all(:&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_1D8228ED.jpeg&amp;amp;c12=This reminds me of strawberry yoghurt! 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Im at home, with absolutely nth to do but study. ): I MISS BAND!!! Even though im quite sure i'll flunk cts like duno what, i just dun feel like studying.. Absolutely no momentum mann. RAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BORED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RnYX06yV1XI/AAAAAAAAADU/_fmpT1JfdNE/s1600-h/DSC01330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077271827807851890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RnYX06yV1XI/AAAAAAAAADU/_fmpT1JfdNE/s320/DSC01330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But i rather do random things like this than mugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How? HELP! X(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-1577259054584780932?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/1577259054584780932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=1577259054584780932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1577259054584780932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1577259054584780932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/06/bleagh.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RnYX06yV1XI/AAAAAAAAADU/_fmpT1JfdNE/s72-c/DSC01330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-6454972695985392383</id><published>2007-06-15T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T16:41:41.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol one night i was feelin bored, so i started thinking of slogans to put on our section tee (IF we get it made :/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) SAXBOMB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) SAXists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) SAX in the city (This one is ripped off frm crez snr's tee.. Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Sax-o-PHONE&lt;br /&gt;     1900-WE-ROCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) We have great SAX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) We enjoy SAXing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What's YOUR sax?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) SAXy people are we&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha cant remember anymore.. But i think being in the saxophone section is rlly awesome! We can have cool slogans like these. A lil kinky, but fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-6454972695985392383?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/6454972695985392383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=6454972695985392383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/6454972695985392383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/6454972695985392383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/06/lol-one-night-i-was-feelin-bored-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-8740164777732092997</id><published>2007-06-11T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T23:22:07.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ocean's 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha a cool but pointless show. George clooney's hot even at his age! Rather admirable.. Clever ways of taking revenge on a rich guy. So clever that i dint understand some parts. Lol! Family outing was fun though(: We were colour coordinated! LOL but i better not go into the details lest i get myself or ppl into trouble. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY&lt;br /&gt;Shucks this is so not working.&lt;br /&gt;Someone brainwash me into mugging!&lt;br /&gt;CTs are looming too close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And yet im still tempted. Help! ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/Rm1Y4KyV1WI/AAAAAAAAADM/6vLC5aWpoPk/s1600-h/DSC01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074810077107836258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/Rm1Y4KyV1WI/AAAAAAAAADM/6vLC5aWpoPk/s320/DSC01262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA obviously the person who made this poster doesnt know his/her actors and actresses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/Rm1XgqyV1VI/AAAAAAAAADE/BZWTSzf9yNQ/s1600-h/DSC01261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074808573869282642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/Rm1XgqyV1VI/AAAAAAAAADE/BZWTSzf9yNQ/s320/DSC01261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &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/8286556007713119006-8740164777732092997?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/8740164777732092997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=8740164777732092997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8740164777732092997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8740164777732092997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/06/oceans-13-hahaha-cool-but-pointless.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/Rm1Y4KyV1WI/AAAAAAAAADM/6vLC5aWpoPk/s72-c/DSC01262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-1740801301117449344</id><published>2007-06-10T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T12:45:58.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh. Why does the trumpeter in my estate have to be so pro??&lt;br /&gt;Always play so well, so loud. Show-off. Rah.&lt;br /&gt;Well, he/she certainly achieved his/her aims.&lt;br /&gt;I sure am jealous! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my estate is rather musical.&lt;br /&gt;We have abt 4 trumpeters(including hg! :), 1 eupho, 2 trombone players(one of which is xiling, crescent senior), 1 saxophonist(me! HAHA), 2 clarinetists (my sis and hg's sis), 1 oboe player(lynn frm njband!), duno how many thousands of pianists, and many more( i jus haven heard them playin yet).. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, one day when my standard is finally less than utterly humiliating, i might just go and look for all the random musicians and start a band.. Queenstown wind ensemble. Ok bad name. QueenWinds? LOL. Alright i'll stop dreaming now. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although my estate is filled with dirty old perverts (real ones. not rubberband boy), i think we can be rather neighbourly and bonded if we wanted. Evidence: My dad formed a "queenstown jogging buddies group" with all the other uncles who are super fit despite their age.. My dad's nt v young, but he's one of the most junior members of the group. And yet he's not the fittest runner. Haha. The group is not bad leh, they can even participate in mini-marathons and races. Lol. Then they'll have celebratory dinners at a restaurant nearby. Run so hard eat one meal put on all the weight again. LOL. My dad very funny. Lidat also can make so many friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess my estate doesnt suck that much after all. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-1740801301117449344?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/1740801301117449344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=1740801301117449344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1740801301117449344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1740801301117449344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/06/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-337527637790455670</id><published>2007-06-08T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T10:28:37.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hXBeu7o9uUM" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH MY TIAN. O.O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think zai the rubberband boy wld be jealous. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-337527637790455670?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/337527637790455670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=337527637790455670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/337527637790455670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/337527637790455670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-my-tian.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-1472804016826931521</id><published>2007-06-08T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T02:10:17.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHOH and i went back to crescent today. The 40th anniversary for band events for Musical Evening this yr seems interesting! :D I cant wait to play for alumni band!! Everybody must come and make this year's ME a huge success k! I think the feeling'll be awesome!! Playing with seniors who can be our mothers, hearing frm them how the band was like in their days.. I CANT WAIT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dint knw CGSSB came up with so many famous ppl. SSO scholars, conductors, actresses, prime minister's wives. I feel proud. HAHA. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think our tone, and culture is the best ever! We really need to get all famous ppl back, to be an inspirarion to our girls of now and the future. We'll the spirit back, and have the band soaring like its peak in the 70s! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day when we must part,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May Crescent remain in our hearts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-1472804016826931521?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/1472804016826931521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=1472804016826931521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1472804016826931521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1472804016826931521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/06/ohoh-and-i-went-back-to-crescent-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-5032193408437214756</id><published>2007-06-07T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T01:37:21.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BAND CAMP ROCKEDDDDD!!!!!!!! Simin's ultra long post motivated me to blog. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. My first camp since pri 5 ok. I ponned OBS lor. Hahahha. Ok shall recap day-by-day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;Maluated myself twice upon arriving in school. First cos i carried such a huge haversack i looked like a ninja turtle. Next cos i flew while walking to our bunks. Literally. I tripped over my own feet and enjoyed being air-borne for a split-second. Everyone saw la! Simin, keene, jeffery, rubberband boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After struggling with FV, we had lunch! :D But the ratio of veggies to everything else was like, 987677496:1, so i dumped most of it. Collected rubberbands for zai the rubberband boy tho! LOL. I think i spread the rubberband thing to most of the ppl in band alr. Whoops. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN. Something happened. I think i might have been too sensitive. At first i thought nth of it, but after a while it seemed suspicious. So i told simin. Caused the poor girl to waste ALOT of brain juice throughout the whole bandcamp lor.. Kinda regretted it cos i thought it spoilt her mood for band camp.. But it all turned out fine. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games after that! Outta the 3 games, Bach won 1!! Lol. Not much, but we were down by one man. Zeyi bumped his head really bad, and got a super aa ba-lu-ku on his head. Poor thing! I felt his pain just from &lt;em&gt;looking &lt;/em&gt;at it. I was super wet frm war games la can. My king and queen kept getting bombed! Rah. Realised im a bad bodyguard. :\ But the games were fun. Kudos to games comm! :D After tt, we showered and had dinner. I dint eat much, cause my molar/wisdom tooth was rlly sore. ): I was complaining when mr.ho came over. Haha. Quite paiseh. Then we accompanied mummy to shower. Simin and i were camwhoring in the toilet! Haha. Kinda fun. Watched another band movie. Mr Holland Opus. Not bad, but random at times and slow moving at first. Mummy fell asleep! Lol. Quite nice la, the show. But i swear the protagonist was seducing all his female students lor! Hahaha. The movie was ultra looooong. But luckily it ended before 12. So we were still on time when we gave theresa her bday gift! Im so glad she likes it. Dragged wensi all over town to look for it la. Lol. We even bumped into her tt day. Super coincidental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to band camp. After tt, i was quite tired. Attempted to slp, but couldnt. Shant elaborate. Haha. Then simin finally got back frm her looooong talk with wensi. Tried to slp agn, this time on the chairs, but cldnt agn. So decided to go out with mummy and daddy. Simin and i decided to stay up and watch our "parents" sleep. And then. We literally talked the night away!Just kept talking and talking to keep ourselves awake. I chatted till i was hoarse. Haha. I think i told her my life story la can Sorry simin if i bored you! First time i stayed awake all night la! Lol. Kinda fun, but regretted it the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2:&lt;br /&gt;2 words. Walking zombie. Hahaha. PT in the morning sumore. Lucky im in PT comm, so dunid to run as much. Lol. Was quite fun, watching everyone doing the forfeits we came up with. :D I feel evil. LAWL. Then breakfast. Prata!! But my stupid sore gum gave me trouble so i gave up eating. I fell asleep so many times during sectionals la! Everytime jh took someone else id doze off, only waking up when mayqi nudged me in the gut just before an entrance. I was so afraid i wld fall aslp during combined or. But surprisingly it woke me up. Ah, the wonders of Mr. Ho. (: Or mayb i cldnt fall aslp cos the pieces were too challenging. Haha. Duno la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music quiz! We cheated for the mcq. Whoops. Haha. But still cldnt find the answers. IN the end we got al the answers wrong. Only those random, anyhow guess answers were right. Random much! Hahaha, I was the "volunteer" to go and be the token for the snakes and ladders (treble clef version) game. But we were quite sway la. Kept getting the blank box! I think we got like 6 of those. But its better than forfeits i guess, Lol. Music quiz comm was good too! They found innovative methods so we wont be bored. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was games agn. Time for Bach to shine!! First place, baby! :D And it had nth to do with the fact tt simin was in charge of our grp. We won cos we chionged all the way k! Haha. Super enthu. :D Then after we fininshed we were taking retarded pics. Started a trend and soon everybody was doing it. :D The dinner was awesome! Buffet leh. I think food comm rlly did well. (: But i only cld eat tofu. ): SO sad la. I dint want to look like i was anorexic, so i ate like 10 pieces of tofu. Haha. Had to have energy for exco games ma. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super scared at first, but it got better after a while. We went to the wrong place for our first station! Rah. Clashed with the grp before us, and messed up all the clues. Spoilt the scare frm joe and lisa. Sorry! :( Woah then we saw all the exco members in a different light. Or in some cases, no light. :x Best ghost award goes to mummy. She rlly cld act la! Scary. And the best (scariest) stn was jiahao's. The location was scary lor. The dark alley. Never even been in there before. Then there were all the stupid corners. I was so afraid someone wld pop out frm behind to scare us. Then duno why i ended up in front, all alone. Hahaha. Act brave la. Stupid jh chose to drop the dummy then. Hhaha. I started a chain reaction of screaming. I think more ppl were scared by the scream than the dummy la. The grossest stantion goes to bemjamin and bixiu. They used live mealworms! EEKS. Then he threw some on us sumore! WTH. Ok just thinkin abt it makes me feel itchy all over agn. :/ Haha Bach missed alot of clues, and was the last to arrive. We cldnt link the story tgt, but we had fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were all ready to go back and plonk off to lalaland lor. But the greenlink ppl were in the toilet!! Wah i wanted to start a fight. The horrors of PMS. Lol. After we were all cleaned of mealworms, we chionged back to TA block, at which we found out there was stageband prac. AT 1230! Woah i was super pissed. PMS agn. Haha i blackfaced everyone. Made alot of mistakes cos my concentration was zilch. Badmooded till i felt bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:&lt;br /&gt;Was awoken by theresa. Haha thanks girl! Saved us frm being late. (: Then i went to apologise everyone for PMSing the day before. Felt terribly guilty la. :x Luckily banders are a forgiving bunch of people. (: Band prac was ok, but i still had a million and one bars to practise. Im like the worst alto ever! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was extremely interesting. Theresa had to write her speech, so we brought her lunch and all of ours we to the classroom to eat. Imagine the trip there! We carried full chicken chop sets on their plates to the classroom block la. Fun man. LOL. Then i helped theresa with her poem! Quite lame. But she dint hafta use it in the end cos she got WAO!! Woots. All the ppl i voted for got the positions. (: So im rather satisfied with the new exco. YAY. Have faith they'll do well. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then band camp was over! Just like that. Quite sad lor. Even tho i was quite excited to reunite with my bed and aircon, i kinda wished we cld repeat band camp all over agn. I like the freedom. To roam abt the school, even its dark and scary. But nj feels kinda homely alr. And camps usually make you see ppl for who they rlly are. The long periods of close proximity do not allow ppl to conceal their true personalities. And i think that's what make us knw each other better. THis is esp useful as elections were coming nearer. And we bonded and prac-ed quite alot, while havingoodles and oodles of fun! (: Conclusion: NJCSB bandcamp is ULTRA successful!! WOOTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for a note to simin: HEY girl! Hahaha had so much fun with you la. Duno what wld bandcamp have been like if you ponned. -shudders. BUT im so glad you dint! Arent you? (; And i rlly duno if i shld have told you abt the thing or nt. Cos it made you go thru alot of emotional stress. Sigh. But what's done is done, and i rlly think there might be sth lor. But as we concluded, LET NATURE TAKE ITS COURSE! :D Just dont think too much, be natural and enjoy whatever comes your way, k? Love ya, babe! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wana blog sth random abt today. I went mad and got 4 tops, 1 jacket, 1 skirt, 1 bag, 1 wallet and 2 pairsof shoes. SHIOK! Hahaha. Mom said no more shopping for the next 2 months, but who cares! Im on a high now. HAHA. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-5032193408437214756?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/5032193408437214756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=5032193408437214756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/5032193408437214756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/5032193408437214756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/06/band-camp-rockeddddd-simins-ultra-long.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-6569374971434157711</id><published>2007-05-29T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T12:55:41.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol i actually have a fair bit of things to blog about but im too lazy to type everything out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok. First off, lets start with a sinple survey. Do i appear, erm, rather approachable? Or more specifically, suan-able? Cause i've been getting alot of random strangers talking to me out of the blue, some of whom seem to enjoy suaning me. Haha. Seriously, i can be just minding my own business and this guy will come up to me and suan me abt the shirt im wearing. Like, yeah i know im wearing an Arsenal jersey, you dont hafta tell me? And that guy kept smirking at me and shouting "Go Chelsea!" EURGH. The best part is that the guy was wearin a Liverpool jersey himself. You will never walk alone, huh. This guy seems te be walking in the wrong direction, towards Chelsea. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And just yesterday, a random ahma sitting at the same busstop as me suddenly started talking to me. Translated into english, the conversation went somewhat like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ahma: Little girl, your school bag is very nice! How much did you get it for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: (&lt;em&gt;casting a perplexed glance at my bag)&lt;/em&gt; Haha, thanks. Erm, i cant rlly remember.. Forty-plus? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ahma: Ohh.. Very nice, very nice. Where did you buy it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: Uh.. Queensway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ahma: Queensway? Where?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: (&lt;em&gt;points in one direction)&lt;/em&gt; Queensway shopping centre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(And both Me and the Ahma gaze in that direction, staring into blank space)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O.O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I prefer to think that the ahma is hip and has good taste rather than of myself sharing the same taste and preferences as an old lady of perhaps sixty? HAHA. But if the streets start crawling with cute little old ladies carrying my nike tote, i'll just run off screaming into the nearest bag shop to get a new school bag. ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hehe and these are jus two of some random things happening to me lately. Others include:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) Meeting a weird angmoh guy cycling on the main road in nothing but his boxers. (N.B. not the cute kind. He's more of the flabby, hairy kind of angmoh. Eww.) He was beaming at everybody at the busstop as he rode past la. But i doubt anyone noticed him cos i was the only person gaping like a goldfish there. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) Getting lost on roadtrips to ulu places like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/Rlur_sgzWPI/AAAAAAAAACM/tdMhzldB5VE/s1600-h/DSC01032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069834916304476402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/Rlur_sgzWPI/AAAAAAAAACM/tdMhzldB5VE/s320/DSC01032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3) Seeing my PAE classmate's name on random signboards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/Rlusp8gzWQI/AAAAAAAAACU/4Q8a_Tg7DdE/s1600-h/DSC01039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069835642153949442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/Rlusp8gzWQI/AAAAAAAAACU/4Q8a_Tg7DdE/s320/DSC01039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3) Getting chased by a dog. I think i had better elaborate on this. As most of my friends would probably know, i am UTTERLY terrified of dogs. I dont know why. Actually i do. Haha. ITs because of this person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RluuScgzWRI/AAAAAAAAACc/UO5yTSO3CBA/s1600-h/DSC01022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069837437450279186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RluuScgzWRI/AAAAAAAAACc/UO5yTSO3CBA/s320/DSC01022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My mother! Lol shes even more scared than me la. So imagine, when the dog chased after us, both of us started screaming and running, grabbing on to the object nearest to us, Which just happened to be my poor sister. Haha. Really poor her. Suddenly two (ehem. OLDER) members of your family start screaming and clutching on to you, leaving you no clue as to what's happening except a faint "woofwoof" almost totally drowned out by the screaming and a warm furry thing occasionally rubbing against your leg. HAHAHAHAHA. It was chaotic, i tell you. But i sort of blame my sister for us getting chased by the dog. Why? 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No wonder the dog was attracted to us la. Haha.. Ah but i am kinda embarrassed to be so scared of the dog. Cos its actually very very cute! Lol. Managed to snap pictures of it from a safe distance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RluxJcgzWTI/AAAAAAAAACs/_XB9cb32JVc/s1600-h/DSC01018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069840581366339890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RluxJcgzWTI/AAAAAAAAACs/_XB9cb32JVc/s320/DSC01018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haha it looks cute now la. But when it chases you(and its own tail at the same time), quite scary. IT TOUCHED ME!!! TRAUMA! Hahaha. :x&lt;/div&gt;&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/8286556007713119006-6569374971434157711?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/6569374971434157711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=6569374971434157711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/6569374971434157711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/6569374971434157711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/05/lol-i-actually-have-fair-bit-of-things.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/Rlur_sgzWPI/AAAAAAAAACM/tdMhzldB5VE/s72-c/DSC01032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-1692115535861801538</id><published>2007-05-22T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T22:35:29.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha. Thanks to Miss Toh, i'll blog abt e TJC concert :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 words: IT WAS AWESOME. hahaha. Their pieces were good, stage band entertaining, and tuba soloist GODLIKE. We're all like, how is Etude gona beat that? Lol. But we'll try our best (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the concert itself wasnt the only source of fun. We had LOADS of fun teasing gay couple: Wu-nai and DaChu-nai. HAHAHAHA. I duno where Tay-nai came in, but since Daniel's alr involved in a relationship with Andrew Jnr, the more the merrier! :DD Im sorry for the ppl who are confused with this paragraph. I duno how to explain this to ppl who werent there! :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a rlly pretty rose for hweegeok. And the shopkeeper gave me a free mini-rose! :D I was so happy k. Lol i feel like a sucker. Give me a rose and i'll be happy for like the whole day! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the concert Kaixin, Mayqi, Simin, Tay+Wu+DaChu-Nai and i went to macs for supper. Was quite high, not as high as the MasterCard day with Yifang and co. after the NIE concert, BUT we had fun((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, another lame joke i found at the back of a tutorial classroom:&lt;br /&gt;Why did the man tiptoe past the medicine cabinet?&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He dint want to wake the sleeping pills!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA it cracked me up after geog lesson ok. Im sorry if i caused ppl to roll their eyes. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-1692115535861801538?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/1692115535861801538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=1692115535861801538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1692115535861801538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1692115535861801538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/05/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-3872783116058069897</id><published>2007-05-22T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T22:13:08.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woohoo~ Piccysss! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jus loaded evrything into my comp.. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets start with the earliest one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girlfriend! &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlLr28gzWFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/J-M1odAm4Xg/s1600-h/DSC00322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067371859934402642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlLr28gzWFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/J-M1odAm4Xg/s320/DSC00322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sports day: joy and simin. they made friends thanks to me! :D&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlLsysgzWGI/AAAAAAAAABE/0SQhq-7I7gU/s1600-h/DSC00329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067372886431586402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlLsysgzWGI/AAAAAAAAABE/0SQhq-7I7gU/s320/DSC00329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cam-whoring is a great time-killer! x)&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlLvgcgzWHI/AAAAAAAAABM/ieLZOPmsSPM/s1600-h/DSC00629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067375871433857138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlLvgcgzWHI/AAAAAAAAABM/ieLZOPmsSPM/s320/DSC00629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we had fun role-playing with Bruno's prada shades and leungyan's zara hat :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roleplay 1: Rich tai-tais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlLxM8gzWJI/AAAAAAAAABc/hdfB66zgGA8/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067377735449663634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlLxM8gzWJI/AAAAAAAAABc/hdfB66zgGA8/s320/DSC00374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roleplay 2: Hong Kong tourists &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlLzsMgzWKI/AAAAAAAAABk/zlCaLtP065E/s1600-h/DSC00385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067380471343831202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlLzsMgzWKI/AAAAAAAAABk/zlCaLtP065E/s320/DSC00385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roleplay 3(the ultimate): Ah lian and Ah beng! WTH. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlLwU8gzWII/AAAAAAAAABU/dQw4XWdjNHw/s1600-h/DSC00393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067376773376989314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlLwU8gzWII/AAAAAAAAABU/dQw4XWdjNHw/s320/DSC00393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rowena and i have a long history with crescent full length mirrors(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlL1t8gzWLI/AAAAAAAAABs/YQgFcUMdLRw/s1600-h/DSC00640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067382700431857842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlL1t8gzWLI/AAAAAAAAABs/YQgFcUMdLRw/s320/DSC00640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlL1t8gzWLI/AAAAAAAAABs/YQgFcUMdLRw/s1600-h/DSC00640.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlL1t8gzWLI/AAAAAAAAABs/YQgFcUMdLRw/s1600-h/DSC00640.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we included teri and oggy(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlL3r8gzWNI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cbYF5EBdvY/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067384865095375058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlL3r8gzWNI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cbYF5EBdvY/s320/DSC00658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlL3r8gzWNI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cbYF5EBdvY/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's still so dirty after so many years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlL2zsgzWMI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M-3td82M-hM/s1600-h/DSC00641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067383898727733442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlL2zsgzWMI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M-3td82M-hM/s320/DSC00641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlL3r8gzWNI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cbYF5EBdvY/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me &amp; Ro demonstrating our positions where we met "something unclean" last year. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlL5LsgzWOI/AAAAAAAAACE/sd_FdcEsqBI/s1600-h/DSC00655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067386510067849442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlL5LsgzWOI/AAAAAAAAACE/sd_FdcEsqBI/s320/DSC00655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are more, but im lazy to load them and im sure you're bored of all my pics alr. So yeah. BYE! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8286556007713119006-3872783116058069897?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/3872783116058069897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=3872783116058069897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/3872783116058069897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/3872783116058069897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/05/woohoo-piccysss-d-jus-loaded-evrything.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RlLr28gzWFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/J-M1odAm4Xg/s72-c/DSC00322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-1015874332942848993</id><published>2007-05-14T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T22:58:17.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, dint know so many ppl actually came here.. But yeah, thanks to those anon taggers i've been assured that SAJC still rocks, and I was not a retard to actually see it as my dream school since sec2/3. Lol, i was pretty awed by all the good stuff my snrs and tutor said abt SA.. (X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really work on banishing procrastination from my life man. Have been too well acquainted with it lately.. Am drowning in VA assignments and undone essays but I just cant be bothered to do anything! Someone give me a good hard kick! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah. My sister is like playing The Sound of Music songs now. Sure get stuck in my head one!! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And please, someone help me ease my guilt! I am feeling guilty over the smallest things now... ): And you're totally not helping by being so huffy about it. I know it's my fault, BUT STILL. :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lame joke to end this pointless post:&lt;br /&gt;What goes oh oh oh?&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;Santa walking backwards! &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA LAME RIGHT? I like. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-1015874332942848993?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/1015874332942848993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=1015874332942848993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1015874332942848993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1015874332942848993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/05/haha-dint-know-so-many-ppl-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-8204994380606561162</id><published>2007-05-11T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T11:57:27.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SYF day&lt;/strong&gt;. SO many things to write but my fingers are aching for a rest. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;NJCSB got Gold! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed feelings we had, truly. I cried like crazy, but it wasnt just because of the disappointment that comes with the absence of "with Honours". Even before the results were out, I was kinda sad already. Cos we dint play our best up there on stage. Yeah, we got most of the notes right, but i couldnt feel any emotions. It was as if our fingers and lips took over, and our minds were elsewhere. We sounded better when we played in the band room, and even when in the tuning room. Perhaps i cried cos of the ever old cliched phrase, "If only..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it was because we let alot of people down. The school (who gave us so many priveleges), the students of the school (who were counting on us for their next halfday), the seniors (whose title we failed to maintain), Mr Ho..  Especially Mr Ho. After his speech, i felt my heart clench up. He put in so much effort for us, coming down for every practice, even when he wasnt feelin well. Although we more than often did not perform up to expectations, he continued to have faith in us, never ever blaming us for anything. I felt touched and guilty at the same time, cos we still werent at our best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or could it be because of what others were getting? The three GWH bands, or all the other musical groups in NJ? That's one major thing about SYF i do not like. Instead of making us feel happy our school won awards, it makes us compete within the different CCA groups in the school, to see who won a better medal.. Simin was sayin the other day that when her friends win a GWH, she would feel a stronger sense of stress rather than congratulations for them. I cant say that im any different. I try my best to feel happy for them, but i cant help feeling scared all the same. What if we dont do as well as them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i also felt relieved we got gold. Was super afraid we couldnt even get that.. The judges were so strict, i think we're very lucky to get a gold already. And although we dint get the best medal, we took home many valuable things from this SYF. Many friendships were formed, sections grew bonded, and we learnt many things that can never be found in textbooks. "The most important thing is the process." How true. This was proven to me by an idiot from a GWH band. He showed us that some bands got through SYF but still remain superficial, concerned only with the award. His immaturity was shocking. I will never look at SAJC the same way again. SA is a good school, i have many fabulous friends there, but i think he has totally ruined their image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy smirked at me in Carl's junior and sneered, "Thanks for letting us win. Gold with Honours, leh." Like hello, this is not even a competition in the first place? JC already leh, still doing the &lt;em&gt;nannynanny poopoo&lt;/em&gt;.. Grow up. Show that you know how to win with class, please. And if you left SYF with nothing but an uncivilised, obscenely swollen head, i feel sorry for you. Award without character aint gettin' you no respect, hunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks i feel like a freakin sore loser. But we should be happy with what we've got. GOLD! Lol, i've only participated in 2 SYFs for Band division in my life (the other one was for Tapdance, in p3. Bronze. HAHAHA), and this is my final one, unless i retain a year or sth.. So i ought to feel as happy as i was in sec3 for this Gold too, right? Double Gold, double happiness! (: (: Bah. What am i crapping? I still feel like shit. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. &lt;em&gt;Pull yourself&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;together!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of us are disappointed, but after a few days we'll regain our spirit. This year's Etude is gonna rock the house down, man! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-8204994380606561162?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/8204994380606561162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=8204994380606561162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8204994380606561162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8204994380606561162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/05/syf-day.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-5142038371760456351</id><published>2007-05-06T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T16:05:21.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rahhh. Im sick! Gosh. Dint expect things to turn out so bad. Fever's down alr.. But my nose is still running like mad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yday i was merely sneezing through e day, but this morning i couldnt even get out of bed! My head was hurting so badly, and i was all flushed cos of the fever. I think its e worst bout of fever that i experienced before. Dun even knw why, cos its only 39 degrees Celcius, not that high also.. But i was hurting everywhere, and my head was throbbing like nobody's business. Went to e doc's and got an MC, but for MONDAY. So wasted la can! Monday's off-in-lieu of college day, so if i were to miss anything, it'd be band.. Tsk. But i dun wana miss combined.. Sighs. Hope that i'll be fully recovered by tmr! I doubt it.. And i doubt i can survive playin frm 9-6 tmr.. My laptop suddenly seems very heavy.. My sax wld be heavier! How?? )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im supposed to blog abt what happened yday, but there's simply too much to write. I'll make another list(pointform pointform pointform! hahaha too much gpp and geog VAs man) then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Inconsiderate people should just disappear from the face of the earth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to eat at KFC taka, but the place was packed! Decided to wait for this grp of students(duno how old) to vacate their table cos they were obviously done eating. But they refused to budge! The grp consisted of 3 ppl, 1 guy and 2 girls. E guy was so irritating! Not only did he blatently ignore the fact that we were waiting for them, he added to our frustration by laughing rlly loudly and shredding his serviette into timy pieces. Crazy. Then the girls were worse. One of them had eyebags that resembled mine(which i got frm stress and the flu), but hers were worse, and ARTIFICIAL. She actually painted on eyebags with eyeshadow! Hilarious man. The other girl pissed simin off rlly bad. After we got a seat(from somebody else, obviously), she kept staring in our direction, murmuring sth to the others, and sniggering rlly loudly. Duno what's her prob also. Lol, we were so irritated by those inconsiderate ppl we spent e whole of our meal bitchin abt them! Hahaha. They caught me in a bad mood, when my mean-ness can rival that of an angry cow.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Drunkards too!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to take neos, and there was this scary drunk who kept loitering arnd and staring at us through his bloodshot, watery eyes. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Not forgetting perverts...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met some perv, whom i suspect was filming us! We were jus walking, when i felt some strnge presence behind. I turned arnd jus to see a video camera lens staring at me. The guy was holding his videocam at a weird angle that obviously wasnt that of those held by normal tourists. Anw, who in the right mind would film a road at night? Not that it's decorated for christmas or anything. I started, then looked up to see who was holding it. The man appeared quite frightened, and when i turned arnd agn he disappeared. Super freaky la can. We were all quite worried, esp sm, cos her skirt was rather short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more, but my aches are coming back.. Better go slp or i'll jus die tmr, haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-5142038371760456351?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/5142038371760456351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=5142038371760456351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/5142038371760456351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/5142038371760456351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/05/rahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-8130143956553250642</id><published>2007-05-03T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T16:02:46.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since i managed to reach hme before it got totally dark out, i shall make a brief update of my life now. Point form is my new best friend! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)Band&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man someone save me! SYF's next week and im STILL experiencing technical problems... HOWHOWHOW???!! Please.. Give me the power and energy to practise 1000 times harder, i mprove tremendously, and STOP STRUGGLING( Mayqi&amp;Simin'll laugh their butt off if they were to read this. Saxy internal joke. HAHA) If i were afraid for SYF '05, i am terrified now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)New Hairstyle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREWED! I told that idiot stylist to trim e front a ittle and he chopped everything off! Now i have FRINGE. -faints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i shall just put a summary(point form agn, baby! LOL) of the comments i received for my haircut:&lt;br /&gt;-Not as nice as my previous style. (Agreed. DER.)&lt;br /&gt;-I lk like a cute jap girl (?!)&lt;br /&gt;-I lk like a samurai girl (??!!)&lt;br /&gt;-I lk 2 yrs younger (Sighs.)&lt;br /&gt;-I lk like my sister (Finally we lk related. But its cos we have e same hairstyle. Hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;-It suits my personality better (So my personality is that of a cute jap 15-yr-old samurai girl? WTH. -.-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagging like mad, and im drowning in undone VA assignments, math tutorials, Chinese i-duno-whats, GP essays, PW stuff and heaven knows what else. Plus i cant concentrate on anything cause Internal Combustion wld be stuck in my head, or i'd doze off. Im so gona flunk school. HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4)Personal life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What life??? I barely have time to blog!&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, rumours SUCK cause they're FAKE. So dun believe them! ARGH. I shouldnt give a damn cos these ppl dont even knw me, but i jus feel so wronged sometimes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-8130143956553250642?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/8130143956553250642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=8130143956553250642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8130143956553250642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8130143956553250642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/05/since-i-managed-to-reach-hme-before-it.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-2043045398771676643</id><published>2007-04-08T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T15:34:57.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh. Im pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My maid got flashed. AGAIN. Her second time alr. Its laughable how i got flashed and she got flashed, by 3 different people. All of the same race, which i wont mention here lest i get arrested. Speaking of which, the police seem to be giving more attn to bloggers online who are "creating disharmony between races" rather than those psychotic perverts who are prowling around, terrorising young girls and innocent women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been calling the police arnd 4 times since 2004 but nth seems to be done. I myself have met the same ole perv abt 6 times? 2 of which i got flashed. But what i went through in sec2 and sec3 is nth compared what poor ria went through, cos her harrassers are way more aggressive. Shall not go into details but she almost got raped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to put all these in a light hearted and casual manner cos im writing in my blog, but trust me, if you meet one of these creeps you'll just run home and cry in your room for hours. Ria is very strong, and im proud of her. I met e flasher so many times alr but honestly still am terrified and wary when i see ppl of that race. I hate racists, and hate to be one, but i see &lt;strong&gt;males&lt;/strong&gt; of that race in a different light now. Seriously those i think idiots have brought major disgrace to their creed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i had grown from all the "experiences" and became stronger/braver. I guess not. Im still scared shit.  How to go home after band pracs??? )))): My estate sucks. So many sexual offenders prowling arnd, plus theres this senile old man poo-ing in public(eew!).. I wana moveeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Fuckingfuckfaces. Go suck your own dicks la. In fact, they shld be cut off cos u obviously dont know how to handle them yourself. Have some self control can you? Looking for cheap thrills by traumatising and disturbing others. Its just SICK. Go see a doctor or visit geylang or sth. I shouldnt even bother wasting my energy typing this to you cos your education level is that of a bull. Wait. Bulls actually KNOW what to do with their own dicks. I bet if you could fuck yourself you'd be doing it 24/7. Sickening assholes. Uneducated morons. EURGH. You should all disappear from the face of the earth. Then there would be world peace. Shit you, motherfuckers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-2043045398771676643?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/2043045398771676643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=2043045398771676643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/2043045398771676643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/2043045398771676643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/04/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-4021093580227144145</id><published>2007-04-05T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T22:03:14.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tx1XIm6q4r4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha sorry la i suaku now den see this. But i think its funny! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-4021093580227144145?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/4021093580227144145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=4021093580227144145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/4021093580227144145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/4021093580227144145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/04/hahaha-sorry-la-i-suaku-now-den-see.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-8350199765945529360</id><published>2007-04-05T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:56:58.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Tried and tested: Steps to cheer yourself up.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Go home&lt;br /&gt;2) Consume 3 bars of chocolate consecutively&lt;br /&gt;3) Have a nice, long hot shower&lt;br /&gt;4) "Nap" for 4 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;5) Call up an old friend and complain the night away! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Possible side effects include obesity and related health problems, high water &amp;amp; phone bills, and undone homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Sorry im quite lame now. But it really works ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-8350199765945529360?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/8350199765945529360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=8350199765945529360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8350199765945529360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8350199765945529360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/04/tried-and-tested-steps-to-cheer.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-5097163679002942551</id><published>2007-04-02T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T22:56:31.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall recount one of the stupid/malu-ating things that happened to me tday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was at the entrance of the library, where ppl put their bags on the shelves provided. I was stoning a lil when a gust of oh-so-familiar cologne filled the air. As expected, it was mr leong! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i bu4 zhi1 bu4 jue2 did sth realllllly ridiculous out of reflex. I took off my shoes and wanted to place them on the shelves! Hahaha. It was only when i had my shoes in midair when i wondered out loud, "Why did i take off my shoes at the library?!" Gosh i swear everybody there gave me a SUPER WEIRD look la can! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to the band rm so often once i smelt mr leongs cologne i assumed im in e band rm so off went my shoes! Rahhh so embarrassin la. Joy jh and mel were laughing like mad.. GOSH i was so embarrassed. But, sigh, im sorta used to it liao. And i bet ppl arnd me are too! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waa, im exhausted. Shall go to lalaland now.. Its my motherland! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-5097163679002942551?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/5097163679002942551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=5097163679002942551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/5097163679002942551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/5097163679002942551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/04/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-1069965409477968710</id><published>2007-03-23T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T23:40:52.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aiya too many things to complain abt so i shant complain abt anything at all(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wassss... Eventful. Haha euphemism for tiring.. After school ended, we went to Island Creamery(Sorry fondler, went without you! But its definitely nt as gd as b&amp;j la and we'll go with u soon so dun wry:) Malued myself twice on the bus ): I will divulge the more humiliating one.. The bus was leavin alr but this girl was chasin it.. But the uncle dint see her. So i decided to be a nice person and tell the uncle to stop. I called out "Uncle, hai2 you3 ren2 yao4 shang4 che1". But the uncle dint stop, so i yelled louder.. But he still dint respond, until Jianhao shouted "Uncle, someone else wants to board!" Then he stopped. I was abt to complain that the uncle ignored me when jh gave me a -.-" look and told me that the bus driver was Indian. OHMAN. I wanted to die la can. Who the hell speaks chinese to an Indian?!? Sigh i marvel at my level of intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to meet my sis at outram for backbone checkup. Malued myself on the train. This uncle(wth. why am i always embarrassing myself in front of uncles??) was talking to an auntie. They were discussing abt which interchange stn to alight. The uncle was facing me, and leaning forward as he talked, so i thought he was askin me which stn to alight. So i was like, "Which train u wana change to?" The uncle gave me a weird lk and turned to face the auntie. OHMYTIAN i was humiliated once more. It doesnt pay to be kind! ): And then i got lost at outram station. Stupid place was so big. Finally found the Health Promo Board in time.. Checkup was ok, but i had to take Xray ): I felt super insecure without a bra la can! Whoops TMI! :X And now i hafta go for another follow up in december. Sighhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were finally done we went to ps to kill time. Bought a new book! (: The Memory Keeper's Daughter by Kim Edwards. Hope it's worth my money man. As i browsed i realised i wana read alot of books! Sputnik Sweetheart, The Alchemist, The Time Traveler's Wife, 5 People you meet in Heaven, Tuesdays with Morrie, The Girls etc.. GOSH even if i had the money i dont thik i'd have the time to finish them all! But a girl can dream, cant she? Lol. Then met Perdana! He was out with 2 girls. Cool eh? (; Seems he's havin a blast in sa nw.. Joy joined us at Taka and we went for dinner at yoshi. There was this weird couple who kept staring at us?! Like nv see NJ students b4 lidat. When they realised we knew that they were staring, both of them hid behind their menus. HAHAHA. Hilarious la! Walked abit at gramophone before leavin.. Saw many shows i wana watch/rewatch too! HAIYA i shld hav like one week in e hols devoted entirely to myself mann. Then i can watch all the things i wana watch, and read all thebks i wana read! Hahaha even as i type it i knw its impossible. Sad life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we wanted to go hme. Walked to e busstop tgt. Joy's bus came first. Bid her goodbye, and stood there stoning for a good 10mins before realising the the bus stop doesnt have 111! ARGH. Then we walked all the way to the other bus stop. The stupid bus took 40mins to come! We thought it broke down or drove into a ditch or sth. Tsk. And it was seriously packed la! For the first time i stood on the steps btwn the first and second decks. And crowded buses always bring out the worst in ppl, i've observed.&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;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The best way to not be a hypocrite is to stop bitching, so i shall do jus that. I WILL NOT BE EVIL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my im dozing off alr so yea. Good night! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-1069965409477968710?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/1069965409477968710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=1069965409477968710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1069965409477968710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1069965409477968710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/03/aiya-too-many-things-to-complain-abt-so.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-8701510056266802174</id><published>2007-03-15T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T23:49:06.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI IM SHERYAN AND I SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-oh ppl block your eyes cause im in a complainy mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh i duno why i just cant get figure 3 for night safari right!!! Dun even talk abt matching jh's tone or volume. I cant even bloody &lt;strong&gt;count &lt;/strong&gt;properly. And my tuning was like-what tuning? Wayy off. Sheesh. I really hated myself tday man. For making the section play the same part over and over again because of my mistakes. For making shermin and jh take me so many times their hands hurt frm clapping the beat too many times. Im sorry. I suck so bad i wonder why the school even accepted my appeal. How can i contribute to the band when i sound worse than a primary school kid? Andandand internal combustion. I practised for three mths alr STILL cant play bars 279-282 properly. Like wth is wrong with me???? Its not like i dint practise. I am just stupid, useless and retarded. I shld just shrivel up and die now. Thats what talentless jellyfish are supposed to do, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to crescent with xiangyin. Enjoyed her company, but still felt damn extra. ): Now i rlly feel outta the sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are almost over and i've yet to start on my huge pile of hmk. Cheers. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i suck i suck i suck i suck i suck i suck i suck i suck i suck I SUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I need a hug&lt;/s&gt; ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-8701510056266802174?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/8701510056266802174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=8701510056266802174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8701510056266802174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8701510056266802174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/03/hi-im-sheryan-and-i-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-7709771432004682106</id><published>2007-03-03T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T13:23:13.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jam packed week of class bonding (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First 3 mths are ending! ): So sad lor.. Soon we'll hafta really start working.. Cos school term really start and syf preps heat up.. Thats why im like playing as much as i can this week. Went out evryday except wed cos had band.. Haha fun la, reminds me of crescent days (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made up for horrid ghostrider by waching protege.. Good show.. Quite morbid at times, but it was good(: Lol, and im goin to watch letters from iwo jima later.. I realise ive been watching many movies lately.. Goin broke man. Oh wells. At least im HIP. Lol. I dun really knw what hip satands for.. Sth against piracy i think. HAHA,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yday went out to camwhore with joy and dory(wanlin gad to leave for dance). HAHAHA we did so many embarrassing stuff man! Shall post all e silly pics here when i get them frm dory(: Ah the worst one was when we were posing(very stupidly) in taka and someone called out "Sheryan! What are you doing man?!" I wanted to die right then. Lol. Turned out it was Zai.. Humiliating much? Hope he doesnt tell e section what was e silly thing i was doing man.. Should have known camworing in town on a friday was a bad idea man.. I mean when u malu urself infront of strangers its not so bad cos u wont be seeing them ever again, but when someone who knows you catch you doin embarrassing stuff its terrible.. Haha.. But as i said, i humiliate myself at least once a day so i might as well get used to it :] We all had fun, and that's what matters the most. So yea. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fp-i.surreal-wakening.org%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FStraylight%20Run%20%7BExestentialism%20On%20Prom%20Night%7D.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#ECECEC" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I duno why, but i love this song! Straylight run rocks la. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-7709771432004682106?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/7709771432004682106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=7709771432004682106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/7709771432004682106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/7709771432004682106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/03/jam-packed-week-of-class-bonding-first.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-620714078276510506</id><published>2007-02-28T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:47:35.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHOHOH. Almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A, I C B. Y? O! I C U. E...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll only make sense if you say it out loud. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funkaaaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-620714078276510506?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/620714078276510506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=620714078276510506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/620714078276510506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/620714078276510506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/02/ohohoh.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-2090176479818433189</id><published>2007-02-28T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:40:04.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Haha, so weird. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was.. Normal? Lols. Lessons were - as usual, but lit was awesome! Technology won, and we got extra feeding time(: Joy brought her ultra ex, ultra entertaining japanese seventeen! Hahaha, found 2 pretty models.. (: But somehow, ppl hav kinda convinced me tt my taste is screwed.  ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and michelle and i apologised to mrs ong tday during contact.. We stood up thr waiting for so long and it was over in like 3 seconds? Sighs. Reminded me of last yr when hg and i apologised to ms azilah and she FORGOT what happened alr. She jus stood thr and went "huh?" when we apologised.. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band was.. Interesting.. J2s had study break, so each to their own.. Lol. But i rlly need to play those horrible 7 notes another three thousand times i think. ARGH. Duno why evrytime practice tt time ok, but combined tt time SURE SCREWED. Pekcek manxzx. :/ Guess i need to sayang my sax more.. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overdosed on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;today. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;, you name it, you've got it! HAHAHA ms square's &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; with envy, im sure. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's pissd abt my dad's henry/zidane (no)hair-do. HAHAHA. He like shaved everything off lah, cool much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And somehow, i still feel lost in the transition..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-2090176479818433189?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/2090176479818433189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=2090176479818433189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/2090176479818433189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/2090176479818433189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/02/haha-so-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-1200825211283045397</id><published>2007-02-25T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T20:51:25.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ghostrider=waste of time&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. And i actually wanted to watch it for quite long.. On e plus side, got to meet and catch up with hg! (: Like, i thought i was going to be late.. But in the end i reached thr on e dot but she was like half an hour late.. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, decided to be a good daughter and accompany my mom to her various gatherings at her colleagues' hse.. The place was so big la! We got lost twice before finding her colleagues unit.. Townhouse type agn.. Big area, nice decor.. Only bad thing is tt its on leasehold for 99 yrs. Haha, tt's e thing abt havin a dad who used to work in property.. Now i always think abt valuation, resale and stuff liddat when i see pretty houses.. Kinda hard to jus lk at a hse and go "ah, so pretty.. i want one just like it nxt time."  Hse aside, it was so darn boring! Smalltalk gets quite frustrating aft a while.. Ppl either treat you like you're younger than u are or think that you are actually interested in their adult topics.. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then we lifted a few of her colleagues to another person's place.. Landed agn, but quite old.. Met a newborn baby! So cute can.. I gt kinda freaked out when they started talking abt delivery and breastfeeding.. But ah well.. Sick=amusing, right? HAHA. Then went to queensway. Bought denim shorts and a new school bag (: Its like super big la.. Not a knapsack tho.. My giant zip one failed me ): Aft tt walked over to Ikea to eat dinner.. YUM(: But typical of my mum, we ended up buying 2 swivel chairs and 4 foldable ones.. Sigh. Think 2 females lugging 6 chairs and other small misc. stuff arnd.. And i totally malued myself can. My mom went to drive the car down, and i had to wait thr and lk aft e stuff.. Den i decided to move evrything down e steps to the roadside so it wld be more convenient to move them into e car.. Cos there were SOO many bulky things, i had to make like 5 trips up and down the stairs.. And the ikea guy was like watching me move evrthing down.. Abt halfway through, he finally decided to open his mouth. "Eh girl, there's a ramp for you to push yer stuff down.." I was like T.T But since i was almost done i just continued lugging every single heavy thing down.. Humiliating much? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was.. A blur.. It just somehow whizzed by, and nw school's looming upon us.. SIGH. Where has my weekend gone?? ): Its still sunday and i already have pre-monday blues. Sad life.. But i shld count my blessings.. At least i dun have CA like my poor sister and common test like e J2s.. All the best, people!  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow its been so many years but my godparents and their kids are still exactly the same.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah but were the good old days as good as they seemed?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-1200825211283045397?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/1200825211283045397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=1200825211283045397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1200825211283045397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1200825211283045397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/02/ghostriderwaste-of-time-sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-4568258924756338006</id><published>2007-02-20T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T20:58:47.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zoo. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norbit. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick+Funny=Unforgettable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to my date with my GP file.. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-4568258924756338006?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/4568258924756338006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=4568258924756338006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/4568258924756338006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/4568258924756338006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/02/zoo.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-6176906290818559643</id><published>2007-02-11T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T23:05:29.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hohoho. Bee-zy weekend i had. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat:&lt;br /&gt;Joel pangseh-ed us! ): Sighs. But cant blame him for being tired aft trng. Some other time then, bro. (: Met Ahjoy at 1.50, even tho we arranged to meet at 1. HAHA. 50mins late. We were sayin that we ought to arrange to meet one hr in advance so that we wont be late. LOL. Sinned badly at Spinelli, and CNY clothes-shopped. We both got pretty dresses! YAY! And she got another skirt and i bought a super comfy tee(: Which i intend to wear before CNY. Shh... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then chionged over to tanjong pagar to meet nj-saxers.. I was e 2nd one to reach, aside frm jh! Hahaha for once i wasnt late.. We went to subway. GAWSH. Laughed and laughed, and laughed. The assistant manager even asked if there was anything wrong with the shop, cos we were laughing non-stop since we got there.. HAHA. It all started with jh lor. Sharine and i were sharing the foot-long sandwich, and he wanted the 6-inch one. So he went up to the subway guy, jabbed his finger at the picture and said "I want the 6-foot one." LMAO. The best part was that the guy nodded with a straight face and started preparing the sandwich! Nobody even noticed until i started laughing to myself like a mad woman.. Our funny bone tickled pink, we laughed all e way through placing our order.. Then Simin came.. Sharine decided to be funny and help her place her order. She went up to e poor subway fella and said super loudly "Oh she wants the 6 foot sandwich" I nearly fell off my chair laughing! And that guy actually replied "Huh... 6-foot veh long leh..." LOL. Then jh had to chiong off to change, and we wandered abt lookin for a flower shop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to an egomaniac uncle who thought that Sharine wanted to buy him flowers, we found it. Sadly, the shops thr specialised mainly in flowers for praying and CNY, so the daisy we got jh was really pathetic.. It was soo tiny.. After adjustments were made in the length of its stalk, it jus lked plain wyerd. HAHA. Then we had fun, arranging flowers. We made our own bouquet(kinda) by using flowers we found *coughpluckedcough* on the way to SCH to accompany our lonely daisy.. Turned out pretty alright, but i felt pathetic holding it in e hall cos a girl carrying a full bouquet of like, 6 roses HAD to like swing her flowers in my face.. SAD SIA. hahaha.. The concert was great, cos the nie banders were as &lt;em&gt;zai&lt;/em&gt; as expected.. But what made it awesome was e entertainment provided by my dear saxy girls of NJCSB :] We had oodles and oodles of fun, self-highing all the way...&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Haha, we maintained our state if high until after the concert adn laupasat, when we were goin crazy cos of yf's invisible friend named Mastercard.. HAHAHA. Apologies to ppl we scared/irritated during our process of siao-ness. Come on, you've all been there sometime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for breakfast&amp;grocery shopping with my dear Kwok-ers. HAHA. Bought my sweets/chocs for vday at last.. Den went to clementi to fetch ahjoy, who's our special guest at jeanyip.. Aft our haircut, we headed off to ikea, where we gorged ourselves once more on swedish meatballs, poached salmon, spagetti bolognese, chocolate mousse and cheesecake. HAHA. Figured we'd reward ourselves for our results, and refrained frm feeling guilty.. Then we spent the whole aftnn trying to decide what to get for ppl on vday.. LOL, i bought sth really silly. I find them cute,btw. Hahaha, Ao2ers watch out on wed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy picked us up and we were off to town. She dropped us off at wisma, we deliberated a lil, zoomed to heeren, got like 3 items amd zoomed back to wisma. Haha, mummy thought we were mad! I suppose we are. LOL. Then joy had to leave and meet her mum and sis, and SherWei and HuiMin joined us. We hovered arnd wisma and taka, had donuts and aloevera juice, and went back. Note: All these sounds v fast, but by the time we sent Huimin home it was abt 8 plus, 9 alr? Dinnered at some zhi-cha stall and headed home. Well here i am! LOL. I'm quite about done boring you with details of my boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just before ending this post, i wana reply tags! Ahaha.. Dun think i can squeeze all my replies in a tag. &lt;strong&gt;I feel loved. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cas: Hahaha dun worry lah, you'll always be my one and only ex-partner. (Sitting partner in class la, stop thinking sick, you sick pple! HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shauna: Thanks! (: And congrats to you too.. Really wish you'd stay tho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khalisah: Eh woman, you tagged thrice in a row leh. Haha i know you love me(: SERYAH is happy(: Congrats on ur huge improvement! (: Haha, we can suan our common burping enemy now man. WOOTS. Miss ya too! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delle: Haha i knw you're thinking of the biscuit snack as you typed yanyan.. Thanks(: And i termed us emo&amp;amp;co. aptly, did i not? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica: ORBIE!! Hahaha we're still using our old nicks frm sec 2! LOL. And im glad i can stay too! (: Or at least i think i can.. Hmm.. Anywhoos, cya arnd sch, pretty gal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo3: Lol thanksssss! I hope i can stay in nj and nj band too! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-6176906290818559643?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/6176906290818559643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=6176906290818559643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/6176906290818559643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/6176906290818559643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/02/hohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-6237224091874140866</id><published>2007-02-10T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T10:20:47.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my results slip, stared at the grades, and cldnt count my stupid L1R5. As Ro and SIYING(wow i said her name! lol technically typed, but still) were helping me count, i alr started sobbing. Until now i still duno whether i was sad, happy, relieved or whatever.. I jus felt like bawling my heart out, and i did. Aw man, embarrassed myself once more. I think i embarrass myself at least once a day la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am glad its over. Shld be able to stay in NJ la.. Was surprised at bio.. Screwed up the prac, dint expect A1.. And my 2s for geog and combined humans..  Like i cldnt even finish the papers la.. So odd, e subjects i expected to do badly turned out well, and those i mugged so hard for sucked. Like chem.. Worked so hard still got B3.. Sad man.. Cld see Mrs Lew was disappointed..): Haha she's my TUTOR, btw. Shant say anything abt my tcher, except that I WILL CONTINUE STUDYING AND NOT MARRY A RICH GUY, no thanks to you. Argh. Everytime i think abt it i feel pissed. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, celebration at swensons(: Met ahjoy and her friends! Orchard is TOO small, man. Jalan-ed abit and went back. We took like 10 mins to say bye lor.. MISS YALL SOOOO MUCH. Seriously. I love 07Ao2 and all other things new, but Crescent will always be in my heart.. I miss 4g3, cgssb, and even the different &lt;em&gt;noise &lt;/em&gt;made by rowdy girls.. Thinkin of cgs always brings a smile to my face.. HAHA SOB-STORY ALERT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I gtg nw, am kinda late. Whoops make that full-on late, cos i need to bathe, change and get my butt to somerset by 1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEA. Congratulations to those who did well. Your hard work paid off! :D And to those who dint, cheer up and move on.. No point crying over spilt grades, and all the best for ur appeals to your respective colleges/institutions..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-6237224091874140866?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/6237224091874140866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=6237224091874140866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/6237224091874140866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/6237224091874140866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/02/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-8586951179721693109</id><published>2007-02-09T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T23:49:14.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg its friday. I'm scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-8586951179721693109?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/8586951179721693109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=8586951179721693109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8586951179721693109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/8586951179721693109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/02/omg-its-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-3989011378323965044</id><published>2007-02-06T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T23:49:14.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WELL. Tday was.. Emo. Lol. More like emo-rollercoaster with triple the loop-de-loops. I dot knw what got over us. We overreacted. Badly. And i officially apologise to everyone affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lowest point: Bawling with Emo&amp;co.&lt;br /&gt;Highest point: Shouting the Crescent Cheer at Quintessence 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the discrepency?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, all's well now(i hope) and we'll spend the rest of our days here as a happy family once more(again, i hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historical moment of the day: I ponned lessons! One lecture and one tutorial to be exact. First time in my life lor. Was feeling too shitty to do anything. It's true! I cldnt even self prac on my sax, which is what normally helps me feel better abt crappy stuff in normal circumstances(in Crescent lah). I basically moped arnd the whole day ): Den i felt bad for ponning.. But e geog tcher was hilarious la. Aft Delle and I ponned her lecture, she told us in a tutorial lesson on the same day that she was very happy with us. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was great tho.. Seen many ppl whom i haven met in ages, like Ameera, Hweegeok, Cindy, Karmen, Suiying, Xingtong, Ivy, Fas, Ashikin to name a few. And of course CGSSB with special reference to the funky saxtion.. And the band teachers/conductors... How i miss them so! How i miss Crescent so. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day ended on a happy note, mainly because what was troubling me was cleared(: and i got to see CGSSB again. Oh wells, pershaps today is not that crappy afterall :]&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but i kept producing something really sad tday: Laughter without mirth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-3989011378323965044?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/3989011378323965044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=3989011378323965044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/3989011378323965044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/3989011378323965044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/02/well.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-3372059055697080367</id><published>2007-02-05T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T21:52:20.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something has GOT be wrong with me. I just &lt;strong&gt;sat &lt;/strong&gt;at the sofa for like one second and i was knocked out for one hour plus! Argh. Next thing you knw i'll be falling aslp while walkin or sth.   -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i havent blogged abt sat's 07A02 potluck party.. Woots! It rocked man.. From the jelly making session at my place all e way to the next morn(: Highlight of e day was reliving our childhoods at the playgrd and havin a whale of a time with the swings and the slide! LOL. Minah got a boyfriend called Muthu! :D Laughed so hard my stomach hurt man.. Of course there were down moments too, but thats life i guess. Fulla ups and downs.. Our down moment came in a form not unlike what Ro and i encountered last yr at the study pavilion. FRRRREAKY. Oh and we watched the Arsenal match! Joel and i managed to stay awake! No joke ok, considering the match started at 1.10am.. By half time we were half dead alr.. But luckily we didnt conk out, cos both goals were in e second half.. Im still super indignant abt e stupid penalty lorz. Dun get me started on that! D: But henry's score was AWESOME i tell you. B-E-A-UTIFUL. Shuming shouted "goal!" so loudly he woke ppl up lor.. Haha.. He smart la.. Join us only when e action start.. Haha.. E next morn evryone was like stoned can.. Hahaha.. Ahjoy and company walked to orchard at like 5am? They're mad lor.. Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tday was quite uneventful, xcept ahjoy and her cutting scam in gp.. We felt super bad can.. So sorry jh and joel... Oh and lit was so hard lor.. I didnt understand e poem at all, couldnt comment on it so we stood for like 40mins listening to others comment and watching them sit down): Sad ending to e day.. But i had oreo choc and went for self prac(: Sorta cleaned up e retarded-ed-ed part of ic so its upgraded to just messy retarded.. Oh and i practised e arabian nights part of mcpc too.. Haha as you can tell, i like to nickname parts of e pieces i play.. A habit that stuck.. Haha yf, rmb chicken part in s'pore experience? LOL. now it least hav a lil dynamics.. But i didnt dare to play loud tday cos im like so xtra, barging into e trombones and euphos sectionals.. Haha.. Luckily sharine came for awhile aftwards(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG theres like a BEE on my moniter now!! I like dun dare to make sudden movements lest it attacks me.. @.@ Scaredscaredscared. Okok i shall stop here. Wana run away frm the bee asap! AHH! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-3372059055697080367?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/3372059055697080367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=3372059055697080367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/3372059055697080367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/3372059055697080367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/02/something-has-got-be-wrong-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-852944441479239173</id><published>2007-02-01T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T22:59:24.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha got some things to say tday.. Let's start with this morn. Ms Square(LOL) ponned school! Too tired frm altos outing last night? Haha.. Can't call it section dinner cos e tenors couldnt make it..  Then. PE. 2 rounds warm up, then 2.4km trial.. My timing was the worst. 16.30!! Why? Cos i ran 7 rounds instd of 6.  I ran a bloody 9 rounds when i haven even ran e full 2.4 since like, MAY last yr or sth??!! Sometimes i think i'm so smart i'm scary :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was ok.. GC was hilarious tho.. Its like CME, but with truckloads of crap along with it.. HAHA and we found out michelle is super proficient in vulgarities! LOL. I think her vulgar strand can win some guinness world record man. O.O Power-mama! Hahaha den self-praced cos siahao(ahaha im like posting all our section nicknames on my blog la. WHOOPS :x) had to leave at 340.. Sharine and i like spent more time chasing after our scores than practising la.. Stupid wind.. Haha.. But i ended up with a sore left pinky anw.. The retarded-ed-ed part of internal combustion has so many G#s i press until hand pain.. Sigh i wld dislike tt part, but it has to sounds so good! After tt i met ah-joy&amp;bruno at e canteen.. Listened to them bitch and drank my 2nd bubbletea tday(those things are addictive i tell you!) Bruno bit my jacket! EEW. Haha he thought he was clutching his own one.. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft tt went NTUC with ah-joy to buy pudding mix/canned fruit/konnyaku jelly/jelly for class pot-luck on saturday.. Kinda got distracted my all e other yummy stuff there, and we spontaneously decided to go hme and bake cookies for 07Ao2.. That's how she ended up having dinner and watching e funny 7oclock show at my place.. Im goin to sch tmr and force feed everyone in e class with our box of cookies! Mus at least pretend its nice k.. Even tho it came out too hard... Lol.. Random baking fits are fun.. (: But tiring. So im off to zzz now.. Haha bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-852944441479239173?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/852944441479239173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=852944441479239173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/852944441479239173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/852944441479239173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/02/hahaha-got-some-things-to-say-tday.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-1595425642184444342</id><published>2007-01-28T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T21:37:09.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/Rb9J5B0VwhI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Da7cJ6STj-g/s1600-h/arsenal+ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025816953258099218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/Rb9J5B0VwhI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Da7cJ6STj-g/s320/arsenal+ring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/RbypOx0VwfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cuG9E7_iagU/s1600-h/ARSENAL+RING.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH MAN. PROPOSE TO ME WITH THIS AND I'LL MARRY YOU RIGHT AWAY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahaha.. Jkjk. But this is really a beauty!! Wonder if they sell it in Singapore.. Lol.. Whoops, why am i here when all my homework are like waiting for me impatiently?? Ciao! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;07Ao2 IS my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So technically i dint lie. Right? Itchy conscience. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-1595425642184444342?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/1595425642184444342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=1595425642184444342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1595425642184444342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/1595425642184444342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/Rb9J5B0VwhI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Da7cJ6STj-g/s72-c/arsenal+ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-7902912569702997489</id><published>2007-01-26T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:37:21.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AH MY PHONE JUST DIED ON ME. )):&lt;br /&gt;It just wont switch on.. I duno whyyyyy... Man i hope it gets better soon....&lt;br /&gt;Woah a major wave of loneliness just hit pretty badly.. I miss crescent times soo much! Not that my new friends dont rock, it's just tt i miss having very close friends arnd me..&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha my radioblog playlist is so messed up man.. It has evrything frm jazz to anime music to pop lor.. I feel like im listening to random rojak.. But i like it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to QW tday with fish, theodory and ah-joy(haha we've yet to set a nickname for her yet) HAHA was fun, even tho we only went to buy fbts.. Our 'bonding-sessions' are super weird la.. Cos we keep goin out to buy funny things and do funny stuff.. Last time we went to commonwealth sec to pei joycelyn to collect her gd progress award.. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07Ao2 rocks!&lt;/strong&gt; They're e reason why im considering to appeal in a second time... SIGH shall not think abt my horrid o lvl results tt'll be announced on 5th feb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA smack that by eminem&amp;akon is so sick its funny.. But the poem we did in lit tday is just plain sick la.. The Sick Rose. Go read up on it if you want, but i find it plain disturbing and traumatising lor. Its abt girls gettin raped. Darn violent. -shudders. Shauna calls it a porno-poem and we agree.. LOL. Oh and i think fan-piece for her imperial lord is very sad.. Perfectly depicted a royal concubine's life in three lines.. Haha lit is cool even tho i cant decipher the poets meaning without help.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band orientation is tmr.. Shld be fun? Haha but they told us to bring a change of clothes and slippers... Watergames? Haha no amt of waterbombs can scare me alr aft last week's heavy downpour lor.. That was so horrible man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYEA btw i realised drugs are useless and stupid.. Cos i can get high frm NJC's ba chor mee and oreo bubble tea! LOL. My chinese teacher wanted to report the ba chor mee cos it made me go mad and laugh like crazy all of a sudden during class.. And the oreo bubble tea is just heavenly la.. HAHA im goin to grow fat. Ah but i wont, cos NJ's PE lessons are so horrible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha and i gt reminded of Arsenal's fantastic win over man utd!! Haha i stayed up.. But i missed all e action la.. Cos i watched e goaless first half and stupidly feel asleep durin halftime.. By the time i woke up e tv was showin some funny racing show.. TSKK. But whatever. They won!! ((: nv suaned so many ppl before.. WOOHOO. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-7902912569702997489?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/7902912569702997489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=7902912569702997489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/7902912569702997489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/7902912569702997489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/01/ah-my-phone-just-died-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-4455709730662741636</id><published>2007-01-21T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T13:10:24.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha I havent blogged since the start of this yr! Lol.. Shall not bore you with the details of orientation.. There's just too much to say! Hahaha.. But i still must say this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07Ao2 ROCKS!! :D :D :D So does our senior class and OGLS (: The bond we formed is seriously shocking.. I duno how many ppl i've heard saying 'A02 family' alr.. The class atmosphere is really warm, amd friendly.. Although we're not best friends or whatever, i think we've made pretty good friendships.. So, i'd like to thank A02 for making my stay in NJ a fabulous one! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, now that im done with my saptalk, i can move on to complaining! The rain was FIERCE yesterday man.. YF and i were soaked to the bones.. Had to spend 14bucks on new clothes, and we had an umbrella! The biggest one in fact.. But sadly, tt dint protect me frm feeling like a prostitute when we stepped into coronation plaza.. Have never felt so exposed before.. Those who are in crescent wld know how transparent the blouse is when it gets wet.. And there wasnt even an inch on us that wasnt wet. ): ARGH its all e stupid 174's fault.. It created a TSUNAMI that splashed joe and i frm head to toe(not that i wasnt wet alr. BUT STILL) The worst part was that aft it spashed me, the stupid bus left without me! So i was flailing abt like a drenched chicken, screaming my head off at the cursed bus and making a complete and utter fool of myself ): Sigh. Luckily lunch was alright, funny infact thanks to the perverted auntie who kept flirting with the guys.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after cleaning up i went to grandpa's bday dinner at some hotel whose name i have forgotten(bad memory. What can i say?) The dinner was SUPER slow.. The courses took forever to come man.. But i cldnt complain, since i wasnt hungry at all thanks to my 2 lunches(mum left food for me even tho i told her i was eatin out :) Ahaha, all e adults seemed to only be interested in my JC life.. Heh my uncle told me many naughty things he did in JC.. Which are kinda shocking since he's frm Hwachong and all tt, but i guess lks can be deceiving! Haha.. OHOH and i was arguing with him abt TONIGHT's big showdown btwn Arsenal and Man Utd. Well its obvious the gunners are going to win. SO THERE. I wana watch! But i have sch tmr.. Sigh.. I'll try to stay up.. but it starts at 12... Ah but my situation is still better than my uncle's.. He cant watch it cos he'll be on e plane going to who-knows-where for his business trip.. HAHAHA if Arsenal wins i can suan everybody on earth except my fellow Gunner fans! :D Looking forward to it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol i just argued with celine over my econs qn and won! No joke, arguing with an SMU undergrad(she graduates in may) and winning.. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is not really happening, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-4455709730662741636?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/4455709730662741636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=4455709730662741636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/4455709730662741636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/4455709730662741636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2007/01/hahaha-i-havent-blogged-since-start-of.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-6529628163368878035</id><published>2006-12-31T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T00:37:28.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY IM HERE. Shocked? Lol.. I still havent got my fullday at home rest yet. Since the O lvls were over.. Gosh it has been that long.. Sigh most of my time is gone cos of work.. Its tiring and sickening at times, but I've really learnt many things working, some of which i knew abt long ago but just dint open my eyes to see it.. My &lt;strong&gt;colleagues&lt;/strong&gt; are very nice.. They've taught me many things, good and bad both included.. HEHE. Hint: Sex education is included. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LOL. Hope all of you have a great 2007 filled to the brim with fun and happiness :D I have to spend my new year's day at work : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh i feel like making a list before making my resolutions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 weird ppl i see in town.&lt;br /&gt;1) Girl with long red rebonded hair. She's the best la. Half her hair is down and the upper half is spiked to the skies. Hard to imagine? Think gatsby ad gone bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)GUY with a big mr bean bear sticking out of his bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Ah-Lian with a big clip exactly at the centre of her hair so she lks like she has a third eye frm afar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Terrorist guy with the shifty eyes and ulterior motives (HAHA ask me personally if you wana know more abt him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Mr Giraffe. Haha he bought a giraffe toothbrush holder and a giraffe mug and still asked me of there was anything else in e shop with a giraffe theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Might not sound funny but it is if you experience it live. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kwok SherYan's new year resolutions 2007:&lt;br /&gt;1) Good grades for O lvls (i know i cant do anything abt that now BUT STILL)&lt;br /&gt;2) Be more sociable&lt;br /&gt;3) Stop turning red whenever called upon in front of a crowd&lt;br /&gt;4) Master double/triple tonguing and vibrato&lt;br /&gt;5) Study like mad&lt;br /&gt;6) Be nice to everyone (:&lt;br /&gt;7) Manage my time well&lt;br /&gt;8) Save more $$$&lt;br /&gt;9) Do more things for the society&lt;br /&gt;10) Be happy most of the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Still have sumore but whatever. Wana sleep now. HAPPY NEW YEAR!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-6529628163368878035?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/6529628163368878035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=6529628163368878035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/6529628163368878035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/6529628163368878035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-my-im-here.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-6365663869943216143</id><published>2006-11-30T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T12:01:05.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HWEEGEOK!!! Hope you like my gift(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoho i knew i wont be able to keep up the blogging. So.. Concert and grad night are both over. Grad night was better than i expected!(: The food was awesome(sorry cass! i know you dun like sharkfin eaters..) and the prizes were nice! Or mayb its jus cos our table won the first prize. HAHAHA!! $30 tangs voucher.. But i've spent it alr.. On a very unneccesary thing. Mummy la! All her fault. Haha, i shoulnt blame my mom.. OH. But the lifts at Holiday Inn Atrium are scary.. They get stuck, then make (LOUD)funny sounds. Then aft that e management say its false alarm. WTH. Scare us like duno what alr den say FAKE one. Tsk. But on the whole it was fun to see everyone all glam-ed up. Took many photos, but lazy to upload.. Soon, soon.. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musical evening was.. Weird.. Haha.. Not really weird la, but mayb cos we're alumni, so we didnt really feel the rush and chaos of a normal concert. We were.. Relaxed. Too relaxed actually.. Ended up floating arnd for almost e whole day.. Went out to eat twice.. Thai express and e open air place.. Haha.. Quite a laid back day for us la.. But the performance was kinda cold. Mayb cos the audince wasnt there to watch us so they like bo-chup us.. Mayb we didnt have time to bond and gel in e 3 combined pracs.. Or mayb its just me.. But i dint feel e magic tt i usually do la.. Nevertheless it was fun! (: Love the feeling of being in a band again.. Lol.. Now if only........ I wont say it! Haha ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHoh. And the job. I made 3 and a half mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;1) WEARING THAT STUPID HEELS. nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Told a lady that e thing she wanted was only available if she bought sth else but actually it was sold separately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Told the man to turn right to the toilet when he was supposed to turn left. Opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.5) This is interesting. A customer wanted to look at the item that was displayed in e glass cabinet. I got e set of keys from the manager and struggled a lil to open it(it was my first time opening that thing) After tt customer left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manager: Sheryan, where did you get the keys?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Umm.. You passed them to me?&lt;br /&gt;Manager: *Eyes widen* Haha, the keys to this cabinet is in a cupboard underneath! Its not even in the set i gave you..&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its like, I made a boo-boo but its alright cos e wrong key opened the cabinet anyway! Haha thats sheer dumb luck man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I have to stop here. Going out with birthday girl! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-6365663869943216143?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/6365663869943216143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=6365663869943216143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/6365663869943216143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/6365663869943216143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2006/11/firstly-happy-birthday-to-hweegeok-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-5705711762570788743</id><published>2006-11-23T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T08:53:00.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoops. Forgot to blog yesterday :X&lt;br /&gt;Alumni band was fun. Ulcer hurt, but it was fun (: Realised how much i missed band. Priscilla and shuzk meng were awesome. Gave me the jitters when i tried to imagine what jc band standard will be like.. We played concerto damore and the nineties! nice songs.. Must must MUST come to the concert kays.. Haha but its not like its all abt band.. We're sharing it with dance and choir too.. Wonder what the program will be like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with ro and sher yday. Seems like im talking abt myself right? Well its not.. Sher refers to my sister!(: Lol excuse the lame self entertainment : met ro in town first cos sher had band. (HOHO SOUNDS LIKE ME RIGHT??!! but she's not my double la(: ) Went fareast to find e place to shape our brows, but it wasnt open. Then we received the msg to go back to sch to collect our amended forms. Fretted abt it for a while before calling grace and findin out we cld return to sch in home clothes and w/o our old forms. We ate lunch, went back to sch, took the forms, and went banc to fareast again. Dumb right?? Haha.. Luckily by the time we got there e shop was open alr.. Wahlao i dint know brow shaping was so painful ): Fortunately it turned out ok, quite natural(i hope) Ohoh we went to ro's mom's old school to get some eyeshadow for.. 50% off! Lol. Ro was complaining abt her mom keeping tt frm her for 16 yrs. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we headed towards bugis(where we met two litings, lol) to meet wei but not b4 getting wet by running across the roads screaming. What? We dint have umbrellas wat.. lol. Once there, we floated arnd in e main building but there was nth much, so we squeezed 3 ppl in and umbrella and went to icon.. Saw a cute dress, but dint buy it ): but wei did buy a v nice yellow skirt! Thanks to ro's sharp(and big) eyes. Haha.. Then i went to get a medi+pedi for $19. Thought it was quite cheap. Dint know these things took 2 hours to dry :X Then had to hav wei take my wallet in and out of my bag for me.. Thanks and sorry!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bid farewell to ro and went to harbourfront to wait for mummy. Ben&amp;Jerry-ed at vivo to kill some time.. But that small tub of ice-cream cldnt last us 2 hrs.. So we went to harbourfront pohkim to fin wei's anime. But it was sold out.. Then we went to mummy's office to wait instd. The security guard who gave us our security passes was v cute.. She kept telling us to register even as she was taking our ic and ezlink cards.. We bounced upstairs, receiving some weird lks cos we were wearing shorts and stuff in an office blding.. Aft mummy was done she went down and bought my alumni band things for me, and a new bag! ((: THANKYOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at that i conclude the end of BIMBO-DAY, 22/11/2006! haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-5705711762570788743?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/5705711762570788743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=5705711762570788743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/5705711762570788743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/5705711762570788743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2006/11/whoops.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-2535975264401964065</id><published>2006-11-21T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T13:54:20.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! :D Rowena was here.&lt;br /&gt;Hug hug kiss kiss! (:&lt;br /&gt;SherYan doesn't like her name to be spelt as "SherYan". She likes it as "sheryan".&lt;br /&gt;TOO BAD, I DON'T LIKE. MWAHAHAHA(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE I GO SHOPPING, HAPPY BAND PRACTISING!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Err.. OK.. SherYan here. lol. Im fine with any way la. sheryan or SherYan or SHERYAN, or Sher Yan, whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS long as not SERYAN can alr, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound like some narcissist, keep typing my name over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, lets get a move on, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now yall know that Rowena was at my hse. Haha! She dropped by for a while before her mom can meet her in town.. Helped me with my BORING blog. lmao. THANKSIES! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class chalet was last night. We missed e shuttlebus, so ended up sharing a cab with chuhui &amp; liting. When we got there, it was raining like mad, and zesa came to fetch us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chalet was fine, but one room was kinda creepy? Like no one wanted to enter it, or even turn on the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played mahjong! (: Dint play it for a very very long time alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice revived my memory of how to play the game and taught xt, teri &amp; rowena. i taught osy &amp;amp; fas! :D  started out fine, and i won twice! (: Too bad we dint bet $$$. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few rounds, we started to feel hungry, and guilty at the same time so headed out to the pit and hepled out. it was drizzling still, so the fire was weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i found out im useless at BBQs and camps! lol. The fire just dint start. Luckily krystle and liting came to the rescue. Later on i almost killed fas when i lost my balance and nearly knocked over the whole BBQ pit! Ouch.. O.O Sorry fas! I really must get rid of my klutzy-itis man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hovered about for a moment then it was time to cut the cake. We sang happy birthday to 4G3.. Actually we were quite accurate. It was about 19th Dec that our class was formed? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft tt ro&amp;i switched over to e pit in e shelter. Managed to get some food to eat here and there.. First time i ate melted marshmallow! (: Yum. Thanks OSY! Makes up for the fact that you cursed my mahjong and i really dint win any games w/o you on my team afterwards ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home afterwards cos i was kinda scared of the freaky rooms.. Sorry teri! Hitched a ride on ro's dad car. Thanks for goin outta e way and sending me all e way to QT! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tday was.. hmm.. Odd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met hg and took a lift to sch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PAE briefing was way shorter that expected. But the worst thing was that they made so many mistakes on our application slips! Many of us had our combined humanities grade missing. They counted geog instead? So many people had their L1R5 increased. Big scare man. Haha, they typed my name as Lay Theng? I dint even know there was a Lay Theng in band. And they omitted some stuff i need to appeal using also. They called Yifang Xiefang and put osy in npcc. lol! Hilarious mistakes man. But i think the time was very tight so laoshi and mr m dint have time to check also. Oh wells. Everything's fine now anyway, since mr m already corrected everything and i can collect it tonight when i go for alumnae prac..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking abt alumnae prac.. Im so worried i cant play properly! Dun wana spoil the sound man. Heard Shuzk Meng and another snr who's very good are playing. So i think saxophones will be fine. But still... *.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah i think im kinda done. Im like, blogging in the middle of the day. Then later when something else happens i'll hafta blog abt it on the next day. So all my days are like split into half. lol! But i cant help it la. Been reaching home pretty late, then end up so tired i go strt to bed after showering. My post-Os days are so exhausting! Haha but i shall be like Petra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so wonderfully tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol whoops. Lit students dont kill me for reminding you of studies! :X&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;Hehe, Rowena: Happy with my new style of blogging? Haha you better be after i wasted so much energy pressing the shift key so many times! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-2535975264401964065?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/2535975264401964065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=2535975264401964065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/2535975264401964065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/2535975264401964065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-d-rowena-was-here.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8286556007713119006.post-2963853518714898970</id><published>2006-11-20T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T09:16:52.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woots!&lt;br /&gt;im back in business!&lt;br /&gt;haha like anyone'll see this anyway..&lt;br /&gt;as long as i dun put e url on friendster or wlny (O.O")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok let me recap frm thurs.&lt;br /&gt;last paper over! ((:&lt;br /&gt;chem was kinda screwed, but whatever, everything else was too :&lt;br /&gt;supposed to movie with clique&lt;br /&gt;but decided on a nice and un-rushed dinner in e end(:&lt;br /&gt;plaza sing: thai-express&amp;swensens, but the latter applies to teri and xt only&lt;br /&gt;took neos and some of us had gelare ice cream&lt;br /&gt;hung arnd for awhile den left cos it was pretty late alr.&lt;br /&gt;thanks yifang for accompanying me all over e place to buy breakfast! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to stay at home and be a sloth officially&lt;br /&gt;watched peach girl(anime) and cried like mad [haha]&lt;br /&gt;halfway through teri called&lt;br /&gt;somehow somewhere ended up in great world&lt;br /&gt;teri saw 2 dresses and we got bdae presents for respective friends&lt;br /&gt;teri, i really think e brown one is nicer! lol&lt;br /&gt;4 o'clock rolled here&lt;br /&gt;thanks oggy&amp;teri for accompanying me @ e busstop(:&lt;br /&gt;met hweegeok! (:&lt;br /&gt;went town&lt;br /&gt;walked fareast and got a lil freaked at e ppl who happened to be there&lt;br /&gt;dinner at mos burger&lt;br /&gt;then went bugis icon&lt;br /&gt;pretty quiet there.. or mayb our timing wasnt right&lt;br /&gt;hg showed me a nice shop beside icon!(:&lt;br /&gt;pretty decor.&lt;br /&gt;i got a top, she got earrings, socks and another top&lt;br /&gt;fruitful!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat.&lt;br /&gt;out with ro! (:&lt;br /&gt;vivo and town&lt;br /&gt;bought all my prom stuff, finally.&lt;br /&gt;vivo first.&lt;br /&gt;lked arnd, but didnt buy anything&lt;br /&gt;e place is so big!&lt;br /&gt;town next.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at wisma fr, teppanyaki!&lt;br /&gt;haha ro dint believe it was my 1st time havin tt&lt;br /&gt;ppl suaku la!&lt;br /&gt;nice, cept there was too much towgay. hahs&lt;br /&gt;ohoh suddenly rmbed a traumatising event&lt;br /&gt;it was at taka, i was walking thr innocently when this toddler came hurtling at me!&lt;br /&gt;she was screaming as if she wanted to murder me or sth.&lt;br /&gt;first time i got scared by a 3-year-old. O.O&lt;br /&gt;haha i had fun..&lt;br /&gt;tried not to feel guilty for not goin alumnae prac.&lt;br /&gt;this day was planned for a veryvery long time alr.&lt;br /&gt;shall jus hafta practise triply hard on tues and thurs night..&lt;br /&gt;hope i dun spoil e sound ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun.&lt;br /&gt;watched fullhouse(my sis fren lend her)&lt;br /&gt;e main girl soo pretty!! duno her name, but still.&lt;br /&gt;swoons. (opps is tt exp only used for guys?)&lt;br /&gt;went to travel agancy to finalise plans.&lt;br /&gt;agent's whacked, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever, we're still goin&lt;br /&gt;that's what counts, right?&lt;br /&gt;hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon.&lt;br /&gt;today!&lt;br /&gt;haha i made this blog?&lt;br /&gt;its still e morn, so ya.&lt;br /&gt;goin for class chalet ltr!&lt;br /&gt;yifang said there's gona be some surprise&lt;br /&gt;hope its not waterballoons&lt;br /&gt;i only enjoy tt when im not on e receiving end.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;im off for more peachgirl(or crying)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8286556007713119006-2963853518714898970?l=co-nun-drum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/feeds/2963853518714898970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8286556007713119006&amp;postID=2963853518714898970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/2963853518714898970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8286556007713119006/posts/default/2963853518714898970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://co-nun-drum.blogspot.com/2006/11/woots-im-back-in-business-haha-like.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776074924088784555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vFOA0ypsaX0/SMFDk2QmgCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/flVYNrjyXOQ/S220/72609542.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
