<?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-16388683</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:23:02.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Itsy Bitsy Spider</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>436</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-2621519042361790645</id><published>2008-04-26T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T23:40:05.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just a mini-update. actually you can dont bother reading. it's for &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fierdetre.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://fierdetre.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the link. password? your full name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont see a need to be friends until the day you two break up. after all, im being used.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-2621519042361790645?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2621519042361790645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=2621519042361790645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2621519042361790645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2621519042361790645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-mini-update.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-7158477616828658406</id><published>2008-04-18T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T22:11:16.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>temporary move-over to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shreksmudbath.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://shreksmudbath.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, invited readers only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i've left you out accidentally by not forgetting to send you an invite, do nudge me online or something! but subjected to approval! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-7158477616828658406?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7158477616828658406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=7158477616828658406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7158477616828658406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7158477616828658406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/04/temporary-move-over-to.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-8388154652660902836</id><published>2008-04-14T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T01:32:19.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ehh TP, where is my &lt;strong&gt;timetable&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohh god, please give me a nice timetable okay? one that's neither too packed nor has too many heavy subjects. or else how am i going to be able to go for the confirmation 2 and 3 camp?!? so god, please be nice and give me a nice timetable okay? and i dont want to end school too late and also i dont want to start so early.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im asking for too much. it's just a week to "goodbye freshie, hello junior.". who am i kidding? i just scrapped through freshman year which also means, "hello double effort and hardwork!". if only i studied well for year 1 sem 1 &amp;amp; 2, i wouldn be in such a spot now, ahhh. see lurh last minute mugger. aint getting nowhere far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-8388154652660902836?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/8388154652660902836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=8388154652660902836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8388154652660902836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8388154652660902836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/04/ehh-tp-where-is-my-timetable-ohh-god.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-4094813614226521851</id><published>2008-04-13T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T14:09:20.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;tennis!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was superb today. my class had the "mad tennis hit-out war". actually that isn part of the training and wasn supposed to be. but in the middle of match training, suddenly coach shouted "CARPARK!" and ran to grab his car keys and ran to his car. the whole class was in peals of laughter as we saw coach sprinting off (ehh. he's very fast.) and coach zorro also ran after him but ended up jogging. hahaha. carpark attendants :) so we all took advantage of the situation and had a huge "hit-out war". guys against girls. many tennis balls were flying all over the place in our attempt to hit the members of the opposite group. in the end only aravin(?) got hit as he stood at the net and challenged us to hit him. so victoria succeeded. well coach came back and victoria was like "ehh put on a sad face for him and pretend we're moaning for him." so we all gave him the "mourning face" and victoria went "coach. you got summon or not? see we're all so sad for you la!" and he said he didn but we all think he got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;schedule for this week!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday: &lt;em&gt;back to school for BIG (business interest grp). YF fellowship Meeting 2 at night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday:&lt;em&gt; i know i got something but i cant remember what.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday:&lt;em&gt; shopping is it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday:&lt;em&gt; orientation week 0 - some dunno what.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday:&lt;em&gt; lunch with the mom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is starting in &lt;strong&gt;7 days time&lt;/strong&gt; (ughhh.), signing up for driving in &lt;strong&gt;60 days time&lt;/strong&gt;, sleep... now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-4094813614226521851?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4094813614226521851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=4094813614226521851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/4094813614226521851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/4094813614226521851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/04/tennis-training-was-superb-today.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-6428199071871357919</id><published>2008-04-12T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T23:57:54.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got dragged out of bed for a swim this morning. too tired and too grouchy. i had the "im effing sleepy so come mess with me and i will bite" face throughout the entire morning till about 11ish. too tired to swim so sat at the jacuzzi and sun-tanned for abit. sun came out and went back in. got pissed so went off to shower. came out half an hour later only to find dark clouds looming overhead without a trace of mr. sun. thunderstorm and heavy rain followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to fourth uncle's office for lunch and to find my brother's book. long time since i last saw him. :)) hahaha. out of 6 uncles on my mom's side, number 1 and number 4 are like my ultimate favourite. too bad they dont talk much to each other. skies cleared abit. reached home around 2ish pm. checked last minute email and decided to take a nap only to get woken by &lt;strong&gt;13mins&lt;/strong&gt; (yeah. damn.) later by the alarm clock which also signalled i was late to meet mervyn. rushed all the way to church only to find out he wasn there. in the end he came like a whole 20mins late. lesson was great. i love my new group. i have &lt;em&gt;officially&lt;/em&gt; stolen these teens from andrew. :) great bunch. my group got the open air area on the front steps of the church. basil wasn quite as lucky. he ended up having to change his place since the one given by mervyn was fully occupied. luckily no one in their right mind sits at the front steps of the church lest they have something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;massed with eunice and stefan. thankyou thankyou. then dinnered at kallang leisure center with the usual dinner people. the aunty susanne's and aunty catherine's family. edwina, cheryl and i got uber sleepy so we stoned at &lt;em&gt;yoguru&lt;/em&gt; while having yoghut icecream after dinner at &lt;strong&gt;subway&lt;/strong&gt;. brother spilled a whole cuppa on the chair and some random weirdo later got uber pissed when she didn even get wet. so edwina and i were like "okayyy weird". then we went off since the 3 guys (shaun, benjamin and brother) quickly moved over to another table and acted as if we spilt the drink. yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then walked around too. toyfare. :)) then home-ed at 10ish near 11pm. okay. im tired. private blogging soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-anyone's got the sister act soundtrack? i want to nick songs! (thanks to seraphine who got me hooked onto the song. yeahh one of my teens.)-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-6428199071871357919?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6428199071871357919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=6428199071871357919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6428199071871357919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6428199071871357919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/04/got-dragged-out-of-bed-for-swim-this.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-9156789260716117255</id><published>2008-04-11T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T23:44:11.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was uber funnn okay! met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;huang szechieh&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a.k.a monkeyyy from the &lt;strong&gt;SWInG UK Camp @ Surrey West &lt;/strong&gt;trip. like finally! we're in the same school now but we meet like what?!? once in a long long long time okay! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we met at &lt;em&gt;vivo city&lt;/em&gt; and i was late. okay &lt;em&gt;iamverysorry&lt;/em&gt;. she was doing her piano theory homework (which reminds me that i dont have piano lessons for 2 weeks :) :) ). so we went for lunch at &lt;strong&gt;Burger King&lt;/strong&gt; and we over-ordered our onion rings. talked about what happened at camp. i really miss the camppp! and the campers! and the crazy plane ride there which resulted in us feeling "air sick" upon touching down at &lt;em&gt;london's heathrow airport&lt;/em&gt;. then we walked walked walked but didn try any clothes. and i saw a nice nice nice shirt from zara with &lt;em&gt;4 crayons&lt;/em&gt; on the front. omg i like! i shall get it soon which means... anyone up for the trip to either vivo or marina next week? :) and i still have yet to get my wallet. dannng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to catch a movie. we caught &lt;strong&gt;"the bucket list"&lt;/strong&gt; which was really heart wrenchingly touching. omg it was so sad okay. it's about this 2 guys who met at the hospital and both of them had cancer. they both found out that they had approximately half a year to live, at the most, 1 year. so they came up with a list of what each intended to do before they "kicked the bucket" (which explains the title of the show.) and did things they had never done before such as skydiving and travelling around the world. however, they parted due to some unfortunate happenings such as an arguement which wasn really necessary and only met each other again when carter was at his death bed. carter then passed on first due to an unsuccessful surgery. the other guy did an eulogy at his funeral although he did not believe in any religion. it was super touching. and in the end, they were both buried at the same place, on the himalayas mountain. it does have it's funny bits especially when the rich guy's (the one who passed on later.) assistant is involved. although it may be a lil' dry at the beginning, the story builds up slightly later on in the show. their accent may also be a lil' hard to catch at the beginning. but all in all, this show is a &lt;strong&gt;must watch&lt;/strong&gt; and dont forget to bring along those tissues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the show, we went to &lt;strong&gt;toys 'r' us&lt;/strong&gt; to take many many retarded photos and do many retarded stuff for about an hour. fun okay! photos will be up on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://shreksmudbath.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://shreksmudbath.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but for invited readers only. should be soon because monkey is going to send me the photos! :) then we walked around and talked about different things. i really miss monkeyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the way home, there was super heavy traffic at keppel. moving jam. so took forever to get home. but in time for dinner since i did say i was going home for dinner. okay that's all for today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;drumming is so fun! thanks for teaching me a lil', eunice!&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/16388683-9156789260716117255?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/9156789260716117255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=9156789260716117255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/9156789260716117255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/9156789260716117255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-was-uber-funnn-okay-met-huang.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-8148459178540889147</id><published>2008-04-09T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T02:44:54.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i got woken up by faye again. i swear i shouldn put my handphone by the side of my bed. the vibration sound sure is able to wake anyone up easily! well at least the smarter ones call my handphone if they need me to respond immediately. those who call the housephone dont stand a chance :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lunched at Singapore Swimming Club with faye after her dreadful day at school. im really thankful my class wasn as sucky as hers. she had fish&amp;amp;chips and i had prawn paste chicken cutlet with rice. we shared a humongous bowl of soup between us which had alot of ingredients in it. i want to get a membership there but $33k is alot of ka-ching! ahh wells. the one i have should suffice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bused back and she attempted to play the keyboard again. not too bad. at least "it's a small world" does sound a lil' like the actual song. not too bad really! and i spent the entire time watching "mind your language" which was introduced to me by eunice and friggy. it's hilarious beyond words. however, one must have a basic level of understanding of the english language and must be able to comprehend and appreciate dry humour. if one isn able to grasp the concept of english and has a shallow understanding for the lovely language, then one may not be able to catch the jokes in the show. im currently at episode 22. really funny! there was this episode of mr brown getting chased around the class by another person and he was climbing up and down the table and chairs to get away from her. it really reminded me of myself getting chased by mrs teo around the literature class because my shoes and socks were soaking wet after PE. weird reason huh. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we went to PP to get our "back to school stuff". i really love "back to school" shopping for stationery and all but i do dread the actual day where i actually have to "go back to school". though it may not be such a bad thing after all. shopping at borders and popular. i finally got my nice pencil box from borders. it's really really really nice (: and i guess i just spent a whole load of cash within a day. and im still going shopping with szechieh aka monkey at vivo on friday! i hope $40 something would suffice. im really drip-dry-broke. ahh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-8148459178540889147?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/8148459178540889147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=8148459178540889147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8148459178540889147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8148459178540889147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-i-got-woken-up-by-faye-again.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-149816828574095951</id><published>2008-04-08T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T17:52:31.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know what? i just came across this really interesting article on "&lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt;" the newspaper. surprise surprise. i do read the papers okayyy. like once in a blue moon lest it's the comics from the &lt;strong&gt;"life"&lt;/strong&gt; section of the straits times which is pretty hard to resist reading through. i quite like the &lt;em&gt;baby blues&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;comics and also, &lt;em&gt;zits&lt;/em&gt; from the sunday times. these 2 comics really allow you to relate your life to it. interesting eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways, what this article actually said (in summary from my own understanding of the article.) that the cause of "late night sleeping" in youths can actually be atributed to puberty because of melatonin, a hormone that signals to our body that it requires rest and sleep. apparently, as teenagers enter puberty, melatonin is released into the body later and later and ambient light tends to "minimise the amount of melatonin secreted, and the constant use of computers could keep adolescents up past their natural bedtime, even after the lights are turned out.". the article also stated that "night owls" (like yours truly.) "also complained of low energy and 'impaired' daytime functioning." and that scientists have identified that "whether one's 'clock' will be naturally set for early or late rising" can be determined by one gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the part on "complained of low energy and 'impaired' daytime functioning" because i think it really is true! very often, my biological clock refuses to budge before 11:45am and only starts ticking when the clock strikes 8-9pm. and if you were to ask me to sit down and do sums at 2pm in the afternoon, more often than not you'll either find me falling asleep on the worksheets and books or i wont be able to sit still for more than 10mins without starting to fidget. or another result would be me complaining of fatigue. im sure i have many people who would be able to give a whole testimony on my above-stated behaviour. especially the church people and my nice tutors. ohh by the way, the tutor i gave hell to was a totally different case. that guy was a full-time ass i swear. and faye, vanessa and i actually marched into class 1.5hrs late and the duration of the class is 2hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently the genes is other cause. which doesn really show in my case because i seem to be the only "late-riser" in the house. the rest simply get up before 8am. hahaha. such an interesting article dont you think? well at least i think it's really interesting! except i dont agree on something the article said. it said "parents should rethink a tendency to let adolesents set their own bedtime schedules.". now, as the article specifically stated the word "adolescents", i firmly believe we should be allowed to set our own bedtime schedules given the hectic lifestyle and heavy workloads we have nowadays. imagine us going to school without completing our homework with the excuse "ohh. i had to sleep at 10pm (?!?) so i couldn finish my work.". wouldn that give adults another subject to complain about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, faye is still sleeping. hahaha. talk about a warped body clock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-149816828574095951?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/149816828574095951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=149816828574095951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/149816828574095951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/149816828574095951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-know-what-i-just-came-across-this.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-5816916244747556360</id><published>2008-04-07T12:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:27:21.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh i so cant believe this! the holidays have just flown by. like "WHOOSH!" it's gone! looks like the remaining 2 weeks of the holidays wont be a full 2 weeks of fun and relaxation since i've got to go back to school for orientation helpout thing for BSGIG main comm (compulsory. ughhh.) and thank you to the lovely classmates who are going to help me. :) and ohh ohh! there is still the BIG main comm (okay i cant believe we are on probation. ohh whadda heck.) thing on the 14th. great. just great. (sarcasm?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's just enjoy the remaining days of the holidays shant we? let's look at this week's schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday:&lt;/strong&gt; basil's dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt; swimming with faye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday: &lt;/strong&gt;idk yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday:&lt;/strong&gt; formation meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday:&lt;/strong&gt; vivo with szechieh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to rent those DVDs and finish watching all the movies i have yet to finish watching since i totally abstain from online-movie-ing during the school term. how good am i?!? orientation has started for the SP students and faye's out there mingling with new classmates. i cant believe mine starts on the first day of school! like you're going to stick your ass into some LT with a whole bunch of people you don't know. and i haven exactly been very fortunate for the previous semesters to have my old classmates be in the same class as me. hope it doesn end up this way for the brand new acad year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. will update after the dinner and supper tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was alright. so dinner was finally served at 8:37pm. tucked into delicious spreads like &lt;em&gt;prawn paste chicken, cereal prawns, wasabi prawns, sambal kang kong, bittergourd with seafood, curry chicken and claypot tofu with minced pork &lt;/em&gt;at &lt;strong&gt;different taste &lt;/strong&gt;@ frankel. met sabby cow moo moo at church before heading down there. bused then walked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked so much rubbish over dinner. esp the relationship of erh-hem and erh-hem. hahaha. sab shrieks when she laughs. furt will wear a tiara with a nice wand as furt is queen. eunice was kind enough to be my "bin" cos i didn know how to eat the tofu thing. thank you very much :) basil has a super weird china classmate in aussie. omg that guy is whooppeedeedoo. hahaha. he has the hots for basil! and james was being gay as usual. friggy and francis came slightly before 9pm. francis had dinner and friggy had his lemon juice with a whole load of medications. ohh get well soon btw! talked all sorts of rubbish and most of which are too... nevermind. inside inside stuff. hahaha. inside as in not those top-secrets-like-the-president-is-going-to-jump-off-a-bridge type of inside stuff. more like... aiyahhh. infer from the word "INSIDE". hahaha. and friggy was singing "close to you" by the &lt;strong&gt;carpenters&lt;/strong&gt;. and explaining about the birds. whadda heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supper consisted of &lt;em&gt;sago with gula melaka, chendol and sago with honeydew&lt;/em&gt;. nice stuff. we only left when they were on the verge of throwing us out i think. hahaha. the guy actually came with the bill without us having to ask for it. ohh mann! james signed with his card. then friggy sent francis, sabby cow moo moo, james and myself home. thank you thank you. francis stop opening your eyes wide in joo chiat okayyy. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, WELCOME BACK BASIL KOR! and i hope you enjoyed the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why cant my face and ear not turn red sometimes?!? ahh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-5816916244747556360?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/5816916244747556360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=5816916244747556360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/5816916244747556360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/5816916244747556360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-i-so-cant-believe-this-holidays-have.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-2486958163245905520</id><published>2008-04-06T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T16:47:11.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tennis was an ultra killer today. the weather was terrible and i think my face is pretty red again. nevermind. thank goodness it's not burnt or anything. just warm. with all the mad amount of running we did, i wasn really surprised my legs were numb after. breakfast with faye at marine parade. then home-ed. she used the laptop while i went to sleep after taking a bath. slept till near 3pm before she went back. heard the game in the background while i slept. noisy aye hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huang szechieh! where are we going this week?!? i want to go shoppinggg! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;before school officially (ugh!) starts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-2486958163245905520?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2486958163245905520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=2486958163245905520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2486958163245905520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2486958163245905520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/04/tennis-was-ultra-killer-today.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-6990943671371716693</id><published>2008-04-05T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T00:02:59.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>class today wasn really as bad as i expected it to be. some new catechist guy called richard taught the class today. apparently his car got stuck or something. heard it when i was in the office talking to aunty audrey. well anyways, i can see that mervyn didn enjoy it though. P&amp;amp;W using nana's keyboard. &lt;em&gt;iloveitsomuch &lt;/em&gt;because the volumn control is so much better than mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met faye for mass even though it was pouring like nobody's business. homily was funny. thanks alot bestest for accompanying me for mass. she's got a sailing race next week so eunice will come with alex to accompany me! yay! thanks plenty. &lt;em&gt;ilyvm&lt;/em&gt;. :) at least there are some people out there who arnt NATO. wow. so much for &lt;u&gt;alternate weeks&lt;/u&gt;. im not going to bother asking. since i value sincerity more than forcing. so i shall just find kind souls who are willing to attend mass with me without anything stopping them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHH YES! Basil kor is baccckk! i miss you kor and welcome backkk! sadly his hols are so short and he's going back to aussie before my school even starts. awww. monday dinner and supper with the yfs and basil and friggy and fr chris and francis. wait. just the supper with fr chris, friggy and francis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;james:&lt;/strong&gt; ehh! someone so hamsome &lt;em&gt;(he cant pronounce HANDSOME)&lt;/em&gt; ahh! look at him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; *talking to basil and ignoring james*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;james:&lt;/strong&gt; ehh! i said he so hamsome now right? look at basil. so hamsome. OI! listening to me not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; ya la ya la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;james:&lt;/strong&gt; you jealous right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; HUH?!?&lt;br /&gt;whadda heck. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left church like super late since aunty karen, my mom, aunty catherine and aunty susanne were talking about "thongs" and "come come come". which was pretty retarded. hahaha. anyways dinner with edwina, cheryl, aunty susanne and aunty catherine. since the guys went to tanjong katong to watch their soccer. dinner at alfonsio (cant spell) and the pasta was uber salty. so i changed it for desert which the 3 of us girls shared. then homed. super tired now. goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanessa tan liling is a full time pig. HAHAHA. omg. i miss that girl so much. (see i admit here for you okayyy.) and im supposed to ask her to come back to holy fam. hahaha. (so thick skinned isn she?). hahaha. im really going to sleep now. 12:02am. whadda heck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-6990943671371716693?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6990943671371716693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=6990943671371716693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6990943671371716693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6990943671371716693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/04/class-today-wasn-really-as-bad-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-347903161165429531</id><published>2008-04-05T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T01:44:10.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so as we can see, today's meeting wasn a complete wash out. it was &lt;strong&gt;f-a-n-t-a-s-t-i-c&lt;/strong&gt; in fact! this is one meeting which i can really stand up and shout "I ENJOYED IT!" though the start was pretty much of a terrible start, with all the delays and complaints by the YFs about "it clashes with Loompa night!", the meeting still was great overall. thanks to andrew who came and told us that our meeting took priority over the Loompa night when it concerns the YFs and also helped us with the opening prayer with the singing of "above all". after the opening prayer, everything just fell into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the YFs played the game with alot of enthusiasm and wanted to go all out to "torture" their partners. some partners ended up being dragged on the chair with their eyes closed, ended up banging the wall, ended up quacking like a chicken, ended up going round and round on chairs stacked high up. the girls and mark from group A were very innovative while the boys in group B were very sporting. of course, we ourselves took part and i must say my poor partner didn have the best chances. he ended up "feeling" the wall and getting a shock when he opened his eyes and found himself facing the wall next to the mic cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introductions to another person was funny. many had to do forfeits because they couldn answer the questions posted to them by another pair. mark was very quick to inform everyone to do the post of the ballerina so we ended up doing the forfeit only once :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the once it was over, the YFs suggested that the old batch of YFs go through the torture of the "trust-walk" created by them. the 5 of us entered the room feeling very nervous about what was going to happen to us. eunice and i had to play "yi-er-san" (the primary school hand game) with each other while standing on chairs with our eyes closed. we also had to sing the KC school song. then we were shoved into the storeroom and made to come out although they had already stacked many chairs infront of the store room to prevent us from coming out. i wonder how many photos they got of us looking like retards. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the question wasn discussed in the end and all was encouraged to think about it at home and submit their answers to us. the best ideas would then be chosen and most probably carried out. closing prayer then they were free to go for the Loompa Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the old batch stayed behind for a movie session with brother alan. (i keep calling him alvin. idk why.) had chips and Ben&amp;amp;Jerrys. left the RCIA room around 955pm before heading to jago for supper. talked about past pranks played on teachers in st pats and KC. seems like ms shekhu is targeted everywhere. hahaha. funny funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. that's all. for once, im truly 100% satisfied with how the meetings turned out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-347903161165429531?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/347903161165429531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=347903161165429531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/347903161165429531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/347903161165429531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-as-we-can-see-todays-meeting-wasn.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-5326624157574122820</id><published>2008-04-03T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T18:30:21.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;88 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Speed test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omggawd :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-5326624157574122820?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/5326624157574122820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=5326624157574122820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/5326624157574122820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/5326624157574122820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/04/80-words-speed-test-omggawd.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-7950154115686404484</id><published>2008-04-02T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:37:50.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pretty eventful day and surprisingly im not at all tired. wonderful :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;morning:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cycling with faye at ECP. i cycled, she skated. to tanjong rhu and back. BK for lunch and all. the weather was ultra sunny. didn get burnt tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;afternoon:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bummed at her house. watch her cook lunch for josh (disgusting hahaha.) and i wonder if he's going to get a stomachache. poor joshua. hahaha. she's a horrible cook and sister. bathed, went online then watched "just follow law". really nice show. reminds me of TP's system though. the whole "you need to write in black and white and it will take 3 working days to process..." yadayada. hate those nonsense. hahaha. watched till 6ish before taking a bus to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;night:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at Terminal 3 Popeyes. dinner was great. airport was super quiet. then walked to T2 to get my bengawan solo thing. walked around T2, stoned, then walked back to T3. walked around for abit. caught a bus back to parkway. met dad at 9:35pm. sent faye home, went to jenann's old house to wait for mom's rcia meeting to end. home-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. that was a quick update. back to packing my room. cant stand the mess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-7950154115686404484?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7950154115686404484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=7950154115686404484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7950154115686404484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7950154115686404484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/04/pretty-eventful-day-and-surprisingly-im.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-3014005925586288716</id><published>2008-04-01T16:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T16:30:01.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's just one of those super lazy days where the dark clouds overhead are looming and the prospect of having nothing to do for the entire day is just so pleasing. no meetings to attend, no bus to catch and no place to go out to. just rest&amp;amp;relax for the entire day. how cool is that? with the weather being so unpredictable (you'll never know when the heavy downpour will come.), one's best option is to just stay at home, snuggle under the blanket, have the fan/aircon blowing at you... bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's what im doing right now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately it seems others do not share the same sentiments for the lovely stay-in-bed weather. not when they happen to be on MC. which, sadly is a total waste. im sick of hanging out at the malls, sick of having to walk the long distance to the bus-stop everyday and also, having regular meals. sick of doing all these without a purpose or an aim. random shopping trips that are unplanned? nahh. but when 2 different opinions clash, tempers fly. i've learnt to control. if someone doesn want to go for something, forcing and throwing a temper isn the best option. how about compromising before throwing a fit? parents so need to learn that. like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty. since she aint going to talk to me whatsoever, im just going to continue lying in bed with my book. after all, what's a better way to spend the holidays then this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-3014005925586288716?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3014005925586288716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=3014005925586288716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3014005925586288716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3014005925586288716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/04/todays-just-one-of-those-super-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-4778626773707974514</id><published>2008-04-01T13:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T13:46:29.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>faye is a fool. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-4778626773707974514?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4778626773707974514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=4778626773707974514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/4778626773707974514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/4778626773707974514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/04/faye-is-fool.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-3969291100874392757</id><published>2008-03-31T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T23:39:13.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh great. looks like april fools didn fall on a monday after all. darn. was hoping it fell on monday since benson has his con2 camp meeting tonight with the caths and YFs. it's never "not fun" to be all retarded and come up with retarded jokes to annoy people on april fools. especially CERTAIN yfs like furt whom im dying to get my revenge on :) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss the KC april fools ALOT. like seriously, where can you find a class nowadays that works together to just go all out to piss the teachers off on april fools?!? like throwing the entire box of chalk above the blackboard (okay. we used that till sec 3.) and ended up having helen lie stomp out of the class and march into the next class to get chalks and when she came back, we all got it from her. but it was fun. really. and taking out the bulbs on the OHP just to annoy other teachers because their only means of teaching was to use their transparencies and we repeatedly changed OHPs for them which of course, didn work. we took out all the bulbs. back in sec 1, you know those 2 way markers, almost everyone was armed with one to sprinkle the ink on all the teachers who wore a white shirt on that day. and chalking the front of the board so that the art teacher, mr lau, had his black pants turning white. those were the super fun days. you cant get any of those anymore. and the best was when 2 classes decided to swap classrooms so their poor unsuspecting teachers thought they had gone into the wrong classrooms. such memories sure makes one smile just thinking about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, just watched 2 movies which i missed online today. really good. enchanted and the game plan. i think the game plan was really touching. like the part when the parent realises his kid was his everything and not his career? yeah. sweet stuff. alright. shall update later on in the day. off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting was alright today. yeah! im finally not planning for games anymore. so ultra sick of doing the same stuff over and over again. whoopeedeedodle im in &lt;em&gt;logistics and lodging&lt;/em&gt; with benson, queen furt and stefan. looks like games is alone with poor sab doing games. HAHAHA. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR THE DINNER BENSON WOON! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like the whole pizza&amp;amp;KFC thing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished sorting out my MSN contacts. finally got down to doing it. it looks so much neater nowww :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-3969291100874392757?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3969291100874392757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=3969291100874392757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3969291100874392757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3969291100874392757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/ohh-great.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-3524187468084105457</id><published>2008-03-30T16:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T16:15:22.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lazy sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. maybe not so. dragged my dead tired body out of bed at 8:15am in the morning. my mind was telling me "wake up. you're going to be late!" (i had to be in church by 8:30am) but my body just refused to cooperate. so in the end, i ended up being late. i reached at 8:40am. was supposed to go by myself but i figured if i took the bus, i'll most probably reach at 9am which isn really nice. dont like to keep people waiting for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there and found the meeting room EMPTY. apparently only sab was there but in the canteen and the rest weren there yet. so in the end, i ended up going up to the RCIA room to get the stuff by myself. pretty freaky to be alone up there but nevertheless, the stuff were kept in the storeroom there. ran-in-ran-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met friggy, joked a lil' and continued to set up the room. in the end, we figured the meeting room was wayyy to small for the class but the teens were rather cooperative. so we managed to overcome the space restrain. thank goodness we got permission to move the table cos many people came in and started worrying because "aunty audrey will come after you!". hahaha. cute people. the sunday teens make me want to move over to sunday class. first time attending their lesson, i think they're really great! hahaha. though teens will be teens, they'll still make noise and all but seriously, no over-bitching and act cuteness amongst themselves. seems matured enough, really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back, ate aunty gwen's shephard's pie. omg. it's seriously nice because i usually DONT eat such stuff and i finished mine today (although i threw out the veg. :P). but by the time class ended and we finished clearing up the area, canteen was over. and i think i spilt half my candle on the floor. you know those bigger candles you use to light the smaller tealight candles one-by-one, yeah. those. and obviously i got burnt again and so did the rest. but today's teens liked the cross and a few took photos. i think it was so worth it getting burnt if they liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back, talked to faye and slept. just woke up and going to play O2Jam now. i really love the YFs hahaha. talk about being mean "aunty furt". since you call me "king val". :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-3524187468084105457?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3524187468084105457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=3524187468084105457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3524187468084105457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3524187468084105457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/lazy-sunday-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-1148354991588749409</id><published>2008-03-29T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T23:36:59.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think im just about to catch some sort of illness again. idk. but feeling really lethargic today and short-tempered. cant be the PMS since it's over and done for now at least. headaches are becoming more and more frequent. irregular appetite. idk? i just hope it's not the flu again. cos once i get it, i get it real bad. though it's the frequent flu and what-nots, mine has add-ons. the best time to get it is when i've got to go back to school. i mean how cool is that?!? you dont have to give a damn about waking up early and all. never had such problems back at KC. don't understand why i find it so hard to adapt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;and i think i've changed alot from the me when i was back at KC.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just know it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, class today was okay. candle wax burns. silent shouts of "ohh eff it!" to myself and those within the vicinity. video screwed up. so many things did. though the other YFs did a great job. furt was great, james was pretty alright, the rest were fine. had fun blowing out the "candle cross". i want to do it again tomorrow. :) jokes with the rest and all. fun! though scraping candle wax off the floor in the RCIA room was a total hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that we did the editing of &lt;strong&gt;2000 &lt;/strong&gt;bulletin. it was alright though very mechanical. aunty audrey was so sweet. she ordered SO MUCH kfc for us. thank you! :) though we didn get to eat much since we had to observe the "no eating 1 hour before mass" rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after mass went to fr's kitchen to grab the KFC. could tell everyone was famished. then met my family, aunty joanne and uncle patrick for dinner. walked to aston prime but the place was fully booked or something. settled for some steamboat thing. was feeling super full so i gave an excuse that the KFC was filling BUT believe or not, i did even eat before that. and my last meal was 11ish in the morning. like i said, im not feeling too well at the moment. hope it goes away soon. nibbled here and there during dinner. ended up playing with my drinks and all. just felt super bloated. but anyways, THANKS FOR THE DINNER UNCLE PATRICK &amp;amp; AUNTY JOANNE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and waiting for bestest to call, edit the powerpoint for abit and im going to bed. headache, headache, go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just reading through a few buddies' blogs. then it struck me how much i miss studing for the O Level subjects. it's kinda wierd and i know that. i realised how much a miss &lt;em&gt;english (DUH!), e maths, a maths, chemistry, biology, literature, social studies and geography.&lt;/em&gt; and im certain that i dont miss chinese one-lil'-bit. though my chinese standard has deteriorated till the point i totally forgot how to say "peanuts" in chinese. am i good or what. yes yes. i know chinese is so going to help me in the LONG run. but really, i sucked at it back then and still do. maybe i should put in a lil' effort in trying to boost the standard of my chinese. after all, im still chinese. (i figured that one out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i figured (after today's dinner), that my definition of "early" is quite warped. like im really tired and drained out today, yet i can sleep at 11:30pm. cos my body clock proudly declares "it's too early for bed yet!" and any normal person (okay. not many anymore anyways.) would be tucked in bed, far away in lala-land or something. and in the morning at 11:30am, my body clock proudly declares "too early to get up. stay in bed." and i'll end up waking up at 1pm. how warped. anyways, faye has called. looks like early night will be early night no longer. it's 11:35pm now. ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-1148354991588749409?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1148354991588749409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=1148354991588749409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1148354991588749409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1148354991588749409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-think-im-just-about-to-catch-some.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-482792758489600642</id><published>2008-03-28T04:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T00:55:05.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. i so dont believe im doing this. it's exactly &lt;strong&gt;4:00am&lt;/strong&gt; on the little clock on the right-hand-side of my laptop screen. and what am i doing up still? no. im not working on the powerpoint slides for this saturday/sunday as i should be doing. instead, im being a &lt;u&gt;total&lt;/u&gt; bum with bestest trying to transfer a &lt;em&gt;100541KB&lt;/em&gt; file over msn. and while waiting, what are we doing? &lt;u&gt;playing O2Jam&lt;/u&gt; which happens to be like one of those DeeJay (pardon the spelling. i like it this way.) machines over at the arcades or one of those para-whatever dancing machines you have over at the arcades. i think you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheap lil' thrills staring at the opened convo-box, watching the green transfer line increase in length and watching the ever-decreasing number above, waiting for it to hit its target of zero. and checking once in awhile to see the change in the number of kilo-bytes is large enough to warrent a loud gasp of "yay!" or a joyous proclaimation of "omg! it's nearly done!". i cant believe how badly deprived the people of today are. we're so deprived of the many thrills in life till we actually go for the cheap lil' thrills such as staring at a stationary object and watching the meter move on a tiny box. talk about too much of a fast-paced life and an ever-changing environment in society. which also happens to remind me, i have yet to practice my piano this week and hers truly does want to hear the sounds of "beethoven", "chopin" and "mozart" this saturday. doomed, am i not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are tearing from playing the same game with the same song from &lt;strong&gt;1ish am&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;4am&lt;/strong&gt;. if i were to lay down on my bed you wouldn be able to wake me up. i presume im going to end up dragging myself out of bed at 1pm later on today. and to be able to get up by 1pm would most certainly be a tremendous improvement in the "get-out-of-bed-early routine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as the minutes tick by, im off to bed. the target has reached &lt;strong&gt;0KB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You have successfully received C:\Users\Acer\Documents\My Received Files\Music.zip from CorrupterOfWords."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i ended up waking up at 1:10pm. not too bad. anwyays. meeting today was super serious for once. benson came late so francis took over and actually "graded" us for the dry run of the lesson. apparently we didn do too well but neither did we do too badly. obviously no one was nervous. ohh come on. there were only &lt;strong&gt;9 people &lt;/strong&gt;present. not as bad as having to face a bunch of near 60 teens tomorrow. thank goodness i dont have to do the lesson. but playing the keyboard itself is nerve-wrecking enough. and i stumbled like nobody's business today. and totally forgot how to play my pieces. so did "trial-and-trial-again-and-again" on the keyboard and came out with something that can be passed off as the piece. though francis did comment that "above all" did end up sounding like a &lt;u&gt;rap&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supper was really long today. nearly an hour. or actually, an hour. till 11ish. talked about all sorts of things regarding the YFs. talked about all the funny happenings during holy week. like how jesus fell down from the cross (okay. it's not supposed to be funny. but the way james explained it was funny.), how the easter candle had no "2008" on it, how the choir screwed up according to james, how fr pat was inching towards the center after the gloria and how fr chris was like a small boy playing with the holy water. hahaha. and also discussed about francis's crazy ideas for this year's confirmation mass. hahaha. so now the YFs will be doing the ushering and wardens' job. collection of money and all. that is if the wardens agree to it or something. dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then now, doing last minute touch ups for tomorrow. the powerpoint and all. still cant bring myself to watch the video for the class tomorrow. it's so gruesome. and guess what, i have a sudden obsession with the "&lt;em&gt;gloria in excelsis deo&lt;/em&gt;", sung by the vienna boys choir. it's the best! really! and i guess we've not sung this in ages since holy fam has changed the gloria to another one. but this one is SO MUCH GRAND-ER. hahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/cBGIqqfUsN/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/cBGIqqfUsN/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-482792758489600642?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/482792758489600642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=482792758489600642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/482792758489600642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/482792758489600642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay_28.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-7984898316041876754</id><published>2008-03-27T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T00:01:01.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant believe it. i actually spent COUNTLESS numbers of hours attempting to get the rubik's cube done and i still cant do it. it's like a few steps away from being solved but i cant seem to get it right. omgawd. annoying much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, meeting today was &lt;strong&gt;really really really&lt;/strong&gt; boring. thank goodness for furt who provided me with free entertainment. we were eating and just slacking though we did raise a few points here and there. and benson's reason for us having to come is seriously retarded. it's "to stare at him". yeah wow. hahaha. didn even know many people except linda, benson, lisel and mervyn. the con1 caths were... okay i dont know them. and the whole idea of having con1-con3 teens to take such an active role in the confirmation mass is so totally...ugh. you get the idea. anyways, benson was kind enough to pop me over at kallang's drive through to get dinner cos i was starving. and furt just cant believe mervyn's with angela. hahaha. his reaction and james' reaction is equally bad. upon hearing that they are together, james' literally fell down on his bum. and the best part was, he was &lt;u&gt;standing&lt;/u&gt; before he fell. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to eunice i've gotten my one semester supply of stationeries from KC. yeah. the KC foolscape and the KC exercise books. im so not using other schools' stuff if i can help it. at least i feel happy when i use the paper and books to write in. seriously. KC is one thing i really cannot get over. miss the place so much. awwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, meetings and more meetings next week. who said holidays are free and easy?!? think again. hahaha. alright. tomorrow is friday and i can finally consume meat on fridays cos the lenten season is over and it's the easter season now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-7984898316041876754?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7984898316041876754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=7984898316041876754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7984898316041876754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7984898316041876754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-8790587960461981501</id><published>2008-03-27T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T01:40:43.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>believe it or not, i've gotten into the darn rubik's cube craze. and i cant believe i just spent $10.90 on a 3x3. though it's not very very very much, but still, i cant believe i just did that. and i've been attempting to solve it from the moment i came home which is around 11pm? all the way till now. which happens to be near 1:40am in the morning. and im still stuck on the first step cos i messed it up very badly when i got to stage 4. whadda heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, YF meeting was fine. elaine our con2 kid played REALLY well and i sucked at it. for obvious reasons, i didn practice again. am i good or what. better start. was at faye's place. and now, im back to solving the cube.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-8790587960461981501?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/8790587960461981501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=8790587960461981501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8790587960461981501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8790587960461981501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/believe-it-or-not-ive-gotten-into-darn.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-3806821150729056449</id><published>2008-03-25T11:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T17:09:01.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; day in the week where i have the &lt;u&gt;whole&lt;/u&gt; day to myself. whee! totally free day to do absolutely anything. no shopping, no going out, just R&amp;amp;R. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there will be church for &lt;em&gt;wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday &amp;amp; sunday.&lt;/em&gt; not forgetting &lt;strong&gt;yesterday&lt;/strong&gt; too. we're going to make sure the lesson goes smoothly. excellent. worship practice last night was fun. furt can reach really high notes especially for the "OH!" part for "&lt;em&gt;were you there&lt;/em&gt;" and now we know stefan has wifes from vietnam, india and icantrememberwhere and he has like 100 kids. he got pretty insulted when furt said he had 10. HAHAHA. how productive. baby factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;james the tone-deaf man was missing. we thought we were safe. until furt sang. hahaha. we need our 100 tealight candles by wednesday. should have booked either the meeting room or the RCIA room. ahh wells. nevermind. was super ultra grumpy cos of my terrible headache. screamed at practically everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we sent my cousin off to South Africa last night. for one-and-a-half years. ohh man! bus-ed down to T1 to meet my mom. so many security checks. hahaha. dad and brother came by car cos i came from faye's place. after the meeting, went and grabbed a bite. i'll miss ya cousin! :) come back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need to practice my pieces for worship practice this wednesday badly. it totally sucked cos i forgot to bring my scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yippee! just got my second confirmation for relief teaching which is valid all the way till the end of dec 2008 then i've got to renew it! yay! hahaha. not that im even going to teach lurh seriously. unless they call or something since the letter says i've been placed on some list for schools to call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im seriously going to make some onde-onde or something soon. so darn bored like seriously. okay. actually im not that bored with all the powerpoints to complete before friday and all. but im just TOO lazy to get started. looks like i'll never learn about the hazards of doing last-minute work. whoopsies! okay. i'll get started on it tonight or something. but all these boredom cant beat having to go to school and stare at classmates you cant even stand! alrighty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-3806821150729056449?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3806821150729056449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=3806821150729056449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3806821150729056449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3806821150729056449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-is-only-day-in-week-where-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-8879158666091132367</id><published>2008-03-23T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:51:32.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. at the &lt;strong&gt;constant&lt;/strong&gt; nagging of ms &lt;em&gt;edwina goh&lt;/em&gt;, i shall update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Easter Vigil / Holy Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up bright and early for piano and wanted to give my piano teacher her cupcake &lt;strong&gt;but&lt;/strong&gt; we found that the icing had melted and stuck to one another. super ultra pissed. hahah. so called bestest to come over to help my mom bake another batch but this time, from scratch. went to the movies with edwina and watched &lt;u&gt;ah long pte ltd&lt;/u&gt; and found out that there are SO MANY DARN GOOD MOVIES that &lt;strong&gt;will be coming out&lt;/strong&gt;! must watch! we had pasta mania for lunch and i had a cheese overpile. hahaha. so much that i felt so damn queasy after that. she had some weird pasta cos the people there love me more :P hahaha. then we ended up like losers during the show cos it was pretty violent and gruesome for certain parts. so the 2 losers here ended up hiding behind things. she hid behind her scarf, i faced the back (we were in the last row thank goodness.). had our cookies which were nice. then it started pouring like nobody's business when we were on our way back! can you believe it?!? my area, as usual, was &lt;strong&gt;flooded&lt;/strong&gt;. anyways my dad picked us up from parkway parade cos we took a bus down from tampines mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we rushed home to help mom and bestest with the cupcakes. drew nice designs on the cupcakes which edwina and faye bestest criticised like nobody's business. ugh. spent so long that we couldn get a carpark lot in church! humph! faye and edwina saw atom and laughed so damn much at him but i didn get to see. so unfair! hahaha. went up to the main church hall at 7ish to "chiope" place. all these aunties and uncles, so many places then want to choose until i insisted we move upstairs. the view downstairs is so darn terrible (cos im too short) and i already missed the washing of the feet (which is so damn ugh cos i wanted to see it.). so i refused to sit downstairs because i didn want to miss the baptism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;UNCLE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANDREW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;on your baptism.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;may the holy spirit guide and lead you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we looked like idiots trying to take a photo of him and dad. hahaha. edwina, faye and myself were climbing all over our seats trying to get a clear and focused picture since my camera provided the best image! it was so damn shaky. wthhh. i was using my phone since i forgot to bring the camera. smart lurh. mass was the ultimate! it was so good really! the choir was &lt;strong&gt;fantastic&lt;/strong&gt;. the easter feeling was overwhelming! the easter spirit was in the air, literally! after the mass, we went to give out the cookies and cupcakes and went to 3 sea ave for the reception. didn eat cos it was so crowded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, ate abit and slept so much since i had a throbbing headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Easter Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to some dunno-whats, we didn go for the mass since we thought it was not necessary since we've already attended the easter vigil. but looks like we were &lt;u&gt;supposed&lt;/u&gt; to go for it. ohh great. anyways, tennis was great. rallying was super fun today! we played well! whoopee. went to kallang airport market for breakfast as usual. then washed up and went to edwina's house for the mini-party thing. it was fun. girls-talk on the swings with edwina and cheryl. cherie and the boys stayed indoors to play tai-dee. the women had their gossip session and the men, their wine session as usual. then the 3 of us came back indoors and went upstairs to watch teevee and after that, edwina did her homework while cheryl and myself just laid on the floor and dozed off. so tired! cake-cutting session for uncle andrew after that followed by movie-ing. then homed! it was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then rest abit, had dinner and headed to &lt;em&gt;singapore swimming club&lt;/em&gt; to meet faye. watched them eat dinner since i already ate and was full to bursting point. then went to the arcade. it was super fun. we're all going blind after playing "photo hunt". now home again. super tired. doing up the ppt, then it's goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My lord he died for a kingdom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to redeem the hearts of men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now my people don't you weep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has risen from his sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He lives again, Alleluia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sing Alleluia! The Lord is risen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He is risen indeed, Alleluia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Lord came forth like the morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with the splendour of the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Came triumphant from the womb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from the darkness of the tomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The vict'ry won, Alleluia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sing Alleluia! The Lord is risen!&lt;br /&gt;He is risen indeed, Alleluia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Lord united our mountains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with the everlasting hills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now the seasons and the sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sing his song of victory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rocks and rills, Alleluia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sing Alleluia! The Lord is risen!&lt;br /&gt;He is risen indeed, Alleluia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY EASTER 2008!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-8879158666091132367?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/8879158666091132367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=8879158666091132367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8879158666091132367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8879158666091132367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay_23.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-2275717502065504064</id><published>2008-03-22T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T00:33:35.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;house intact?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kitchen messed up?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cupcakes&amp;amp;cookies?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh. i baked with bestest for &lt;u&gt;7hours&lt;/u&gt; straight! can you believe it? going to give the people who are coming for &lt;strong&gt;easter vigil&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow. like the 3 other families! so fun right? hahaha. they're really pretty and my mom helped too. shaun helped to stir too and my brother was just being a nuisance by eating all our cupcakes and cookies. rawr! then aunty susanne came and helped with the icing sugar. it was a whole load of fun! bestest and i made a mess out of the cupcake decoration. i know we suck at it. but it was really fun. i hope it lasts till tomorrow and not turn soggy cos they were really nice today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we baked cow-shaped cookies and nice cupcakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass with vanessa and faye today. ultra full the church was! went at 11am to help fold the mass booklets. now my palm's pretty sore but it's alright! good friday penance. hahaha. i cant believe jesus fell down from the cross today. ohh my! ahh wells. &lt;strong&gt;1000&lt;/strong&gt; mass booklets! hahaha. faye helped us too. then helped aunty gwen with abit of fr chris's ppt. then massed. the kids infront of us were so damn annoying we wanted to slap them. play what psp somemore. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i badly need a bathe. piano in the morning! then followed by movie then cupcake packing and &lt;em&gt;easter vigil&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;mass&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180233825987573282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R-PjN_tztiI/AAAAAAAAAUY/CDCigf-jVLY/s200/Image147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-2275717502065504064?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2275717502065504064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=2275717502065504064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2275717502065504064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2275717502065504064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay_22.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R-PjN_tztiI/AAAAAAAAAUY/CDCigf-jVLY/s72-c/Image147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-3805414882089635054</id><published>2008-03-21T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T00:24:07.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so terribly exhausted! i dont usually zone out by &lt;strong&gt;12:12am&lt;/strong&gt; but i guess the visitation and all, and especially the waking up at 9:35am doesn really work well with me. so im in for a really early night tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to 5 churches. they were &lt;strong&gt;holy spirit, novena, st stephen, queen of peace &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;holy family&lt;/strong&gt;. not many this year as we started off late anyways. went for mass at 6:30pm. but went to meet mom in town to get my crumpler backpack which costs a whooping $213 but i like! :P unfortunately it's out of stock and i gave them my contacts to inform me when the bag comes. well anyways, she got herself a pair of shoes and i got nothing. too lazy to shop. was supposed to meet bestest at 6:15pm but she came late. so we ended up sitting with my family, aunty susanne's family and uncle patrick. the two of us couldn stop laughing at... nevermind. mass was alright. being too short as usual, couldn see the washing of the feet. kinda "stood up" to see since i was pretty tired of craning my neck. everyone was pretty obsessed with the kid infront unlike me. i still prefer the kids during the saturday mass. more cute lurh please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then during communion, friggy was like moving his eyes in the direction of uncle patrick on purpose for some unknown reason (okay, maybe not unknown.). then tried controlling my laughter all the way back to my seat without even saying "amen" for the communion which was a total failure. went back and dropped everything on the floor (the books) from trying to control my laughter. next time i'll go to fr pat. at least i wont laugh. fr chris? i might laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dinner. it was super ultra messy. dunno who was supposed to follow dunno who. so in the end, took aunty joanne's car to "all tastes" at frankel which is like the ultimate. okay. i like. hahaha. dinnered with family, aunty joanne, uncle patrick and his sister. faye bestest was being a total ass because of the curry. whadda heck hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back and let mom bathe and change. then visitation. now im dead beat. fast and abstinence tomorrow! i can do it again! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-3805414882089635054?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3805414882089635054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=3805414882089635054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3805414882089635054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3805414882089635054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-terribly-exhausted-i-dont-usually.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-4515749867969367080</id><published>2008-03-20T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T13:11:02.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;RAWR! my back hurts like hell and my face feels like it's on fire. seriously! idk why but this seems to be the worst sunburn that i've gotten in Singapore. even the sunburn i got from kayaking and sailing wasn this bad. i was just &lt;strong&gt;red&lt;/strong&gt; but it didn exactly hurt (tho the fibre cuts from the kayaks hurt like hell.). but now it's so darn painful i cant lie on it. ughhh. however, the sunburn i got in krabi was worst. if you hit my back one more time mr francisco furtado, i shall make sure i smack you :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i've decided to stay in for 1 day. and make either more &lt;em&gt;onde-onde&lt;/em&gt; or maybe i shall try making &lt;em&gt;tang yuan&lt;/em&gt; for my family since my dad has been saying that he's never tried it despite living in the same house as me. hahaha. but i totally forgot to get certain ingredients which means i have to go down to either PP tomorrow or the mama-stall behind my place to get it. i think the mama-stall behind should be fine but im just so darn lazy to have to walk and the bicycles, i dunno where the key for the lock is. and it's supposed to be a &lt;strong&gt;surprise&lt;/strong&gt; for them (also since im so darn bored.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cupcake making on friday then passing them to the nice people at church who we're going mass with. faye and i are going to purposely burn one for &lt;u&gt;someone&lt;/u&gt;. hahaha. and add nice black icing to his :P hahaha. so mean aye. alrighty. dead tired now. early night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. so yay me! i did the tang yuans okay! since the mama-stall behind my place didn have the stuff, i had to buy the nonsense peanut thing and get my maid to fry it. then after that pounded the peanuts. so fun aye! the played with the dough and put plenty of food colouring in it. &lt;em&gt;pink&amp;amp;blue&amp;amp;purple&lt;/em&gt;. now my fingers are food-dye-filled and i cant seem to get it out. nevermind! the end product was alright except i did go a tad bit too far with the colouring and the vanilla essence for the pink ones. and my maid made her dough too thick. as in when she put in the peanuts, she put too little peanuts. UNLIKE MINE! :P hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;going to let the guinea pigs try tonight. the 3 living in my house. i can tell my maid hasn eaten it before cos she gave me the "ermm" face. i've already tested it on myself. so if i get a tummyache, they'll not have the chance to taste it then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179686629974193666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R-Hxi_tztgI/AAAAAAAAAUI/2H9Vc-kWWLQ/s200/Image144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179686634269160978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R-HxjPtzthI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/S8O3aV35r9U/s200/Image143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-4515749867969367080?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4515749867969367080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=4515749867969367080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/4515749867969367080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/4515749867969367080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/rawr-my-back-hurts-like-hell-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R-Hxi_tztgI/AAAAAAAAAUI/2H9Vc-kWWLQ/s72-c/Image144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-594805341185616900</id><published>2008-03-19T11:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T22:29:19.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ya know, i have this &lt;u&gt;sudden&lt;/u&gt; urge to make nice lil' &lt;em&gt;cupcakes&lt;/em&gt;. and the thing is, i've never actually cooked before. other than &lt;em&gt;the onde-&lt;/em&gt;onde which turned out pretty well because it was done by &lt;b&gt;3 chefs&lt;/b&gt;. and the other time i cooked was in &lt;i&gt;home econs&lt;/i&gt; where my teacher had to point out to me that the frying pan wasn going to eat me up or something and that my fried banana fritters looked too revolting to be eaten. actually, she gave similar comments to the entire class, or rather, all the classes she taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well back to the subject on nice lil' &lt;i&gt;cupcakes&lt;/i&gt;, i think i'll make them instead of painting easter eggs. how cool is that?!? hahaha. except for the fact that i have to mentally prepare my parents that they'll be homeless once im done and furt also said, get them to buy insurance. im a kitchen hazard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, i have yet to propose this fantastic idea to bestest to see if she wants to make nice lil' &lt;i&gt;cupcakes&lt;/i&gt; with me. she's another kitchen hazard and well, her mom has forbidden us to bake in her kitchen. hahaha. i think if my mom were to be asked, she'll dismantle all the cooking and baking equipments in the kitchen so we cant use them. hahaha. since it's the raining season, i highly doubt anyone would be &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; keen on being homeless. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie later with the YFs at &lt;b&gt;GV marina&lt;/b&gt;. lunch first but it's obvious LJS is out since stefan doesn want to eat there. hahaha. maybe mr. big fish nibbed him before or something. idk. we're going to watch &lt;u&gt;horton&lt;/u&gt;. kiddy show! cute aye! hahaha. i want to buy my crumpler like NOW. hahaha. soon soon. tomorrow maybe. alrighty. will update later after the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was really great. had carls junior for lunch. they all cut my queue. humph! hahaha. furt was late and we were wondering if his plane to marina crashed or something. then he said he was at the "astro boy" which we all mistook to be action city. so obviously we gave him the wrong directions. so sab had to go and look for him. met stefan first to get the tickets. 2nd row from the back. then i had the onion rings which is so unlike the one at BK (i prefer the BK one.) and spent my time yanking all the onions out. they were so darn big. hahaha. stefan ate ALOT and his excuse was "im a guy.". rubbish! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went in to the cinema but before that, stefan smuggled in his drink inside furt's bag. furt was like "if it spills in my bag, im so gonna kill you.". couldn find my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;blue&amp;amp;purple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; candy floss so i got fishfood instead. it's that funny fishy thing that's really nice. made so much noise in the cinema and sat on the wrong seats. but anyways the fella who was supposed to occupy the seats also went to the wrong row. watched the show "horton" which was really good. we're going to do this monthly but at church or something. before meetings or something? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a photo which was pretty funny because the first time, furt's head got cut off. then the second, it was clear that he was trying to stuff the "speck" thing in sab and my face. then eunice left to meet her mom and furt stefan and i walked sab to cityhall mrt station cos she didn really know where it was. then we went to the busstop and took 14. i refused to let them sit. hahaha. funny really. alright. cookies at faye bestest's tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179397558785698050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R-Dqo1nyaQI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hA0-XKtKl1I/s200/CIMG1431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-594805341185616900?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/594805341185616900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=594805341185616900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/594805341185616900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/594805341185616900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/ya-know-i-have-this-sudden-urge-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R-Dqo1nyaQI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hA0-XKtKl1I/s72-c/CIMG1431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-8361028869798118504</id><published>2008-03-18T18:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T18:37:56.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so anyways, i was just about to start ranting about how no one wants to come home nice and early when im actually back by &lt;strong&gt;5:50pm&lt;/strong&gt; today. this is definately a call for a celebration because for the past week or so, i never got back &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; early. but anyways, the doorbell just rang and someone decided to come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i woke up &lt;u&gt;bright&amp;amp;early&lt;/u&gt; today! can you believe it? i woke up 8:00am. not that i had a choice anyway since i had to go to school for the &lt;em&gt;business interest group&lt;/em&gt; interview. i cant believe it im actually going to get my butt into another IG thing. whatever. so i called bestest to wake her up. but since both of us arnt &lt;em&gt;morning people&lt;/em&gt;, we were grunting to each other on the phone. i swear none of us understood whatever each was grunting. sounded something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; hmmm ummmm yawwwnnnnnn herrrrr neerr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her:&lt;/strong&gt; 'silence'... hmmmm ummmm hernggggg&lt;br /&gt;hahah. like there's totally no sense in the grunting. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then messaged eunice to tell her that im leaving my house soon. missed the bloody bus. can you believe it? so i decided to walk to PP from my place. good early morning stroll. reached the PP busstop approximately 15mins later. brisk walked. hahaha. believe it or not, i reached the bus stop earlier than the next two &lt;strong&gt;196&lt;/strong&gt;s that came. hahaha. missed one 15, so waited for the next. eunice was checking &lt;em&gt;IRIS&lt;/em&gt; for me. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached the school late as usual. waited outside the classroom for the interview. the interview was so short as compared to the rest. hahaha. just had some basic random questions. of course, as usual, good ol' holy fam was used as one of the questions. "what do you do in church?". hahaha. i must be quite good at this question already. hahaha. looks like interviews are mostly the same huh? just because i wrote "church" as one of my &lt;em&gt;interests&lt;/em&gt;. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bused down to the club after lunch at TP. changed and jumped into the jacuzzi. sat there while dark clouds loomed overhead and it started drizzling. eunice and i were telling the clouds to go to all sorts of random places. hahaha. then the sun came out. sat there for eons. talked about many things and laughed at everything. now im sunburnt while she's not. i can tell the pool is overloaded with sun tanning lotion that she was happily spraying hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ordered food. while waiting for the food to be ready, we went to the kids pool and just relived our childhood. sat on the waterslide, turned on every single water spray thing, sat under the "waterfall" thing, climbed up and down and did all sorts of funny things. now my ass has a nice blueblack on it. i landed to fast and hard from the waterslide. hahaha. didn even hear the uncle calling us to claim our food. had nice cream-of-mushroom which was the soup of the day. also had the fish fingers thing which was much loved. then went back for tanning again. hahaha. went to bathe at 4pm. 12-4pm. pro can! hahaha. after bathing, went to the arcade. played the photohunt thing. fun okay! then bus-ed back. alright. we're so doing this again next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatting with sab and stefan online now. eunice went to make more &lt;em&gt;onde-onde&lt;/em&gt; at her place now. hahaha. furt just called and ask for some 4D number. hahaha. nice okay 0135. hahaha. alrighty. now i need to stuff my face in the fridge for abit. it's on fire. goodness. please dont peel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-8361028869798118504?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/8361028869798118504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=8361028869798118504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8361028869798118504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8361028869798118504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-anyways-i-was-just-about-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-4925829030498875432</id><published>2008-03-17T18:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T19:56:22.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. it wasn too fantastic, cash-wise because my dear ol' dad forgot to give me my allowance which resulted in me leaving the house with a miserable sum of $10. but other than that, it was great! the day out with the bestest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as usual, slept the whole morning away. im not a morning person. so only woke up at 12:09pm after she called to yell about me sleeping so late and that she already finished her swimming and yadayada. so i dragged myself out of bed and as usual, switched on the laptop. it's a rather perculiar habit i have. the moment i sign online, it's either i just woke up, came home or that the laptop died and i just rebooted it. bummed till 12:45 before getting ready and met her at the busstop. as usual, i missed the bus. so she got off and met me at my busstop instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parkway BK for lunch. then we went to borders where she bought her notebook and i was happily walking around, trying to find a nice new pencil box to no avail. actually i did. but it comes with colour pencils. who needs those? and ooh! i like the ipod holder too! hahaha. but too bad they didn have the pattern i like for the 30GB ipod video. ahh wells. walked around PP to find her gym ball thing and bummed around. headed to her place at 3ish. and some weird lady at borders gave us a long speech on the different types of bibles. we had to pretend to look interested though i felt like telling her "yeah. right. thanks. mine's the CATHOLIC youth bible and im fine with that.". weird lady. those were the christian-type of bibles anyways. and of course, i wouldn be getting one of those. and i doubt bestest would too! hahaha. and i used james' challenger membership to get my earpiece thingy for my earphone cos i lost mine at T3. might change to the nice panasonic one i saw at challenger today though i quite like that scheneizer one that i saw too. see first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked in her room and pigged out on chips while she packed her room. read her nice books but i didn get to burn her entire narnia collection (which, is of course, a sad occasion.). her rabbit is so darn cute unlike the owner. thank goodness it never attacks me when im over. lazed around and moved her stupid tiger to the living room. her brother started it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then home-ed after. so dinner's calling. and my fan is blowing hot air at me again. interview for the IG tomorrow in the school. ugh. and after that, tanning cum swimming with eunice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh! i want to paint nice easter eggs for the easter people who's going for mass with me. so fun right? hahaha. second childhood's the bomb. though bestest doesn quite share the same sentiments with me about painting nice easter eggs and she thinks i should just get those lil' chickadedoodles from borders. nah! i'll either paint some nice eggs or i'll go to Marks&amp;amp;Spencer to get nice little chicky eggs with chocolate in them for the people! ms edwina goh has already asked for one. hahaha. so fun! i miss KC's annual easter eggs exchange! it's just so fun and giving nice eggs is really... aiyoh. you'll just get a nice nice nice feeling(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-4925829030498875432?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4925829030498875432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=4925829030498875432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/4925829030498875432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/4925829030498875432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-today-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-6706142928323082895</id><published>2008-03-16T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:36:03.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;second &lt;/strong&gt;update for the day. actually, im just too lazy to go back to the old post and add in a "edited :X" phrase. it's one or 2 clicks less of the mouse. this blog will be undergoing a whole renovation. which also goes to show that i've obviously gotten tired of the old layout. not really to be honest, but i just want to, you know, change a few little bits here and there. as to when i get down to  actually working on the html, i have absolutely no idea. let's just wait for the ideas to flow in and form before i actually take action to renovate the blog layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just thinking about it, i mean i've really got many people i just &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; to go out with during this holiday. how often do i get this chance to just hang out with them and reminisce about the good ol' days (okay. not &lt;u&gt;THAT&lt;/u&gt; old.) or just sit around and gossip/chatter/talk...etc. as i can tell, most of my ka-ching! will be spent at either GV, Eng Wah or some other random theatres. im going to watch &lt;strong&gt;2 movies&lt;/strong&gt; in one week. one on wednesday and the other on sat. horton and presumably, the leap years. that is if "orphanage" doesn come out or the timings for the show isn right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;few things i feel like doing now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. watch edwina play datona &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. it's damn funny(:&lt;br /&gt;2. get my "the king single" crumpler.&lt;br /&gt;3. burn faye's entire collection of story books :P&lt;br /&gt;4. get a nice tan! (okay. i know it's night now.)&lt;br /&gt;5. talk to vanessa online.&lt;br /&gt;6. catch up with audrey! (ohh man. the 3 pirates in KCGG hasn gotten their yearly heyho! meeting. :P)&lt;br /&gt;7. pack my room. it's in a terrible state.&lt;br /&gt;8. go clothes shopping for easter mass.&lt;br /&gt;9. redoing my blog layout.&lt;br /&gt;10. get all my nice small crumpler pouches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let's take a look at the total cost of my "wants":&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the additions are in the order of points 1 to 10.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$0.50 + $218 + priceless! :P + half a day? + 20mins? + $30 minimum + 1 entire day + loads of ka-ching so maybe around $100 minimum? + a few days + $(25 + 55(?)) = &lt;u&gt;minimum sum of $428.50 + loads of time!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. ka-ching is always the spoiler i swear! and to top it all off, im happily unemployed. not that it's all my fault! hahaha. whatever. im going to start saving or something. and hey! maybe easter shopping wont be necessary at all since ms edwina goh might be wearing jeans and i wont have to feel terribly underdressed. heeheehee:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty. faye has just called. im going over to her place tomorrow and if i can... burn her entire collection of books. ohh wait. i didn explain why right? well it's because i've been waiting ALL day for her to call and she's forever reading her books. hahaha. alright then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-6706142928323082895?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6706142928323082895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=6706142928323082895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6706142928323082895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6706142928323082895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/second-update-for-day.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-6479754655920000657</id><published>2008-03-16T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T15:25:18.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>from the &lt;strong&gt;29th/30th March&lt;/strong&gt; onwards, the holidays will then officially begin! and nope. i dont work either way. happily unemployed :P but it's just that the YF lesson will be over by then. our first lesson to be conducted by us and us only. how cool is that? hahaha. actually it's more nerve-wrecking and a betcha it'll be a nail-bitting experience. and it's just 2 weeks from now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the YFs have bonded really well. retreat will be up soon! though it wont be limited to YF batch '07 only. it'll include YF batch '08 too. and duh, organised by francis. but that's about all the info i know about it. anyways, this week will be ultra busy. i know i can never keep my promise about coming back early, staying at home during the holidays or what'nots. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday:&lt;/strong&gt; popping over to faye's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt; interview for the interest group thing (again!) at tp. then swimming and tanning with eunice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt; movie with the YFs. not looking for the meeting at night frankly speaking. i mean like clearing things up is great. but like james said, if he's going, then he's not. well, come to think of it, though i told the rest i dont give a damn. but actually, i do. and yeah. dont want him there either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday: &lt;/strong&gt;maudy thurs visitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday:&lt;/strong&gt; movie with edwina. ohh wait. is it sat? dunno. anyways, good friday mass. fast and abstinence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; easter vigil mass with all the fun people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday:&lt;/strong&gt; dunno? sabbath day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so darn busy. hahaha. then once holy week is officially over, full steam ahead for the lesson. practices for PNW and creating the cross thingy and all. actually it's kinda weird. our lesson is on "crucifixion" and it's after holy week. hahaha. how ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, i know bfs are important to you and all. but i guess for your case, you choose the bf over friends. and i suppose that's alright in your terms. i've told you before. but it didn really sink in i guess? yeah. and i guess you're going to start dumping me on sat for mass so you can attend with him on sundays so he wont feel so awkward around us right? and you wont dump him on sat to attend mass with me right? in that case, i must say you're such a true friend. yeah. thank god for others. (and i know you wont read this. but i really hope you do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean like you guys already spend so damn much time together. and thinking about it, i really regret staying up for LNCs with you back when you were single. and i regret the many things i did for you. call me stupid. i figured out that i am for always being there and dumped when not needed. idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, tennis was alright. damn tired. spent time with bestest (at least she never dumps me away. only maybe when her cousin's around. but that' alright i guess. :P). watched her play some stupid game. tried to sleep but didn succeed. anyways, im really tired now. blog later or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;im really sick of you putting your bf before me. i know it's your choice and all. yeah. but spare a thought for me okay? ohh wait. i think you rather i spare a thought for him and his NS? let me tell you this, i already forgave him so many times and hardly blew up at him. and that lets you think he's great. well maybe. but in my opinion, he's worst than the worst bf you've had.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-6479754655920000657?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6479754655920000657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=6479754655920000657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6479754655920000657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6479754655920000657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/from-29th30th-march-onwards-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-7329734733306473256</id><published>2008-03-15T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T00:53:24.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so there. piano was alright. thank goodness she didn blast me out of her room or something. hahaha. i &lt;u&gt;didn&lt;/u&gt; practice the &lt;strong&gt;entire&lt;/strong&gt; week. okay. i know. that's bad. and i've developed a phobia of &lt;u&gt;C-H-O-R-D-S&lt;/u&gt;. really. my fingers are too short and my hands are too small. ughhh. so yeah. i totally didn perform well in piano and obviously, im not going to move on to the &lt;em&gt;third movement&lt;/em&gt; of the piece till a long-long time more. so yeah. practice. &lt;em&gt;chopin&lt;/em&gt; is an idiot. i&lt;strike&gt;hate&lt;/strike&gt;that&lt;em&gt;piece&lt;/em&gt;. but the beethoven one is nice. my bad for not practicing. as usual, &lt;em&gt;eine klein nachtsmusik&lt;/em&gt; was alright but underperformed. stopped many a times. gosh! i better practice for next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church in abit. slacking off the weekends. damn bored. dinner tonight. feel like giving it a miss and i want to go for a movie soon with J soon. whoopee! anyways, i've got nothing else to update on! maybe a lil' sometime later. massing with faye today. amanda's not coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150308&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, church was the usuals on saturdays. didn go up for class. didn feel like it. i mean like no point for me to go up if im really in a terrible mood and stressed up over stupid political issues in the YF. so yeah. didn go up. stayed with stefan near the kitchen to just talk and fold the bulletin. hahaha. it was fun really! though i only got to fold one :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then james came and it was pretty funny seeing aunty mary and aunty audrey fussing over him having a sore throat. they made him some chinese herbal thing. ewww. and some cover got stuck in the glass thingy. so damn funny. aunty mary asked james if he could take it out for her. then fr chris came and said that james' hands were too precious because he was carrying the easter candle for vigil. so fr chris attempted to pry it out. then aunty gwen was like "NO! your hand also very precious! give me! i do! i do!". and fr chris wont give it to her. so aunty mary was like "give me. i do. the most throw away.". the tussle of funny items between 4 people. in the end after much slamming and hitting of it, the items separated and the winner was... fr chris. hahaha. stefan and i were laughing so hard. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bestest came for mass. half way through the reading she couldn take it and nearly fainted. so had to go to the office to get her a cup of water. goodness. then mass was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after mass, went for dinner with edwina, cheryl, shaun, benjamin, my brother, mom, dad, aunty catherine, uncle joseph, aunty susanne and uncle andrew. dinner was alright. food was okay. then arcade-d with the girls. played photo hunt and datona and some random cute games. got chased out by the security cos it's like 11pm. hahah. then went to the tv room. the guys watched soccer and the girls had a bitching/talking session. the adults sat outside and drank water and wine. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home around 12:15pm. ultra tired. tennis tomorrow! anyways, really had fun today with the gals! we should do this again soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-7329734733306473256?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7329734733306473256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=7329734733306473256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7329734733306473256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7329734733306473256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-there.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-2057133673335149986</id><published>2008-03-14T14:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T00:21:04.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kinda hooked on to &lt;strong&gt;darn&lt;/strong&gt; annoying ringtones and music. hahaha. so you'll have "don't stop the music" in my list of songs for now. hahaha. going to watch &lt;u&gt;horton&lt;/u&gt; with the YFs on wednesday. then meeting at night 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the only day where i plant myself in my house (actually my room only :P). other days, im somewhere out there. so being online the whole entire morning and afternoon is the norm. but there's still dinnr tonight with francis and amanda. 6:30pm. what an early time for dinner. still! and ohh! i still have yet to go for any &lt;em&gt;stations&lt;/em&gt;. hahaha. next week aye! ... i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faye the pig is still sleeping. or rather, has gone back to sleep. i feel like it too. hahaha. well anyways, i seriously need to go for english tuition for obvious reasons. my spelling skills are wayyy below standard. like for instance, i totally forgot how to spell "vulture" or something? so eunice had to spell it for me. and at YF meetings when im writing down stuff on the board, i'll end up spelling everything (okay. not &lt;u&gt;everything&lt;/u&gt;.) wrongly. though i must say that my sentence structures and writing skills haven slipped too far below the surface. since i've got a month long holiday, why not? since im quite bored although i do have activities all planned out. but majority of them are church-related and faye-related and YF-related. i need something more i think? wait. i need time for... &lt;strong&gt;ME.&lt;/strong&gt; yes. that's what i lack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sky's greying again. looks like there is going to be another heavy downpour. it's really nice! i love this time of the year where it just rains, rains and rains! water fun! i love puddles! hahaha. but the only few "cons" are that it just stinks when your clothes cant dry fast enough, you cant go around without getting soaked or drenched completely and that you can go sun-tanning! arhhhhhh! my colour's fading VERY drastically. ewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i better close the windows before it pours and everything gets wet. and i need to write my schedule now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i am so darn sulky about this whole GPA issue. nevermind. only basil kor, eunice, amanda, faye and vanessa knows about it. hahaa. ughhh. so damn sulky. okay eff this. i've got to stop my lovely routine of mugging last minute or else it's just going to be an effing repeat cycle with the porker winning it all. btw, this aint one of the 3 little porkers &lt;em&gt;ralph, furt and stefan&lt;/em&gt;. hahaha. those are the 3 little porkers who go &lt;u&gt;boo-hoo-hoo all the way home&lt;/u&gt;. (: this porker is a different one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im not ikan billis, nemo and what'nots okay ralph! hahaha. rubbish aye! anyways, dinner with francis and amanda at sin hoi sai. i spoilt both francis's and dominic's dinner by saying "NO MEAT ARH! FRIDAY!" hahaha. and james proudly declared over the phone that both francis and dominic were "gay" so i happily passed on his message to them. hahaha. and now i've got a terribly sore neck no thanks to francis who grabbed my neck all the way to father's house from the main gate. pain lurh! anyways, talked abit with aunty jac and aunty gwen. kept getting mixed up with the both. called aunty jac aunty gwen and vice versa. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now talking to faye over the phone and im-ing with porker number 1... ralph. hahah. alrighty then! till then(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-2057133673335149986?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2057133673335149986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=2057133673335149986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2057133673335149986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2057133673335149986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/kinda-hooked-on-to-darn-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-7290726298265391112</id><published>2008-03-13T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:27:29.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so yeah. another &lt;strong&gt;half &lt;/strong&gt;a day spent at holy fams again. super tired and sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for &lt;strong&gt;penitential mass&lt;/strong&gt; in the morning. the choir was so absolutely fantastic i couldn stop laughing. okay. mean. i think it was the &lt;u&gt;7:15 am&lt;/u&gt; choir. HAHAHA. went with eunice. when the priests took their place at the foot of the sanctuary, eunice and i were looking at friggy and going "no! no! no! move! dont stand there! YESSSSSSSS! center!". hahaha. cos we were on the opposite side of the choir and of course, if he did come to our side, i wouldn go i tell you. hahaha. no way am i going for weekday masses. erm, maybe not. went to some priest from dunno where which i accidentally kicked. ahh. but he didn say anything tho. hahaha. then went to fr's house to wait for lunch to arrive. slacked and talked to aunty gwen. then amanda came. long-talks and all. cleared things up between us i hope. then we went to the RCIA room to make the&lt;em&gt; onde-onde&lt;/em&gt; for the priests' dinner. eunice talked to manda. hope things improves in the YF. helluva stress i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can tell we definately messed up the place big time. hahaha. flour all over the table and all. but we did clear up. used the other kitchen to boil the stuff since the kitchen in fr's house was already full of aunty mary's cooking. hahaha. the dough was REVOLTING. i dunno why they say it's nice. ahh wells. hahaha. did all the way till 6ish before we actually completed it all. yeah with manda obtaining a blister, eunice a sore back, and me, a terrible stomachache from controlling. hahah. i dont use toilets outside my home unless it's VERY necessary. hahah. fussy yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran about in the rain under fr chris's umbrella. aunty audrey was like "NO you take umbrella or you dont go out ah! outside got unbrella! later sick how?!?". cute lurh she. hahaha. making fun of her and KFC is damn cute. amanda wanted to freeze us all to death so the aircon was like 18 degrees. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if tmr there are no priests at st stephan's for penitential then we'll know why. hahaha. alright. YF online meeting now. tadah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-7290726298265391112?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7290726298265391112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=7290726298265391112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7290726298265391112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7290726298265391112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-3017917153949759731</id><published>2008-03-12T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T23:13:52.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so we have the &lt;u&gt;finale&lt;/u&gt; to the whole &lt;strong&gt;entire&lt;/strong&gt; academic year. like finally. 1 year down, 2 more to go. cant wait for it all to end. i miss kc ohh so much. ahh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today was pretty much spent out as usual. what's new? went movie-ing with faye in the afternoon. actually it was just a way of getting me to relax and not think about the results because we expected it to be released between 3 to 5pm? yeah. it's one of those days in the year that i really hate to receive a message on my phone. cos you'll never know which message might just be &lt;strong&gt;the one&lt;/strong&gt;. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after we got the tickets and decided to get some stuff from &lt;em&gt;times&lt;/em&gt;, i happened to glance at my phone just to check if i got any message from my mom or whosoever (it kinda becomes a habit after you get blasted a whole load of times for not answering your phone, but when they dont it's &lt;em&gt;perfectly&lt;/em&gt; fine. ahh wells.). then i saw a message there and opened it without checking to see the sender. and the moment i saw "exam results for 0702527C", i nearly died and closed my phone (it's a slide one.), looked at faye and went "shit, my results. i dont want to see." and kept the phone in my pocket. hahaah. she was like wthh. then she ended up going "ehh i want to see i want to see i want to see!" and grabbed the phone and i was just staring at the sms. hahaha. she was like "you scroll for what? stop scrolling down lurh. nothing more to scroll already." and the reason why i was doing that was because i started panicking like some mad person and was frantically looking for the "F" which i was kinda expecting to get for biz stats. in the end, i passed. surprise surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways a BIG thank you to the almight one up there :P and those who helped me in one way or another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest was pretty much a daze. hahaha. anyways, it's satisfactory but pretty disappointing because looks like i've got to start going for "electives hunting" since i probably wont get what i wanted anyways since i didn hit 3.5. ahh wells. nevermind then. anyways, like i said, i seriously only started mugging the week before the papers. actually i did start early. like for one subject only? hahaha. wth. no more last minutes next time. hahaha. funny thing is, i tell myself that all the time, but it never works. dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met eunice at pasir ris mrt station. i was kinda late. whoops! sorry hahaha. then bused to the chalet near pasir ris park. sab told us the wrong number of stops to the chalet. thank goodness eunice double checked. then the two of us were wandering around the entire stretch of road trying to locate &lt;strong&gt;125B &lt;/strong&gt;which was missing. cos the houses are 2 numbers apart, we found &lt;strong&gt;124&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;126&lt;/strong&gt;. in the end, eunice was like "aiyoh. scully like harry potter. missing house." hahaha. the two of us got soaked literally to the bone. cos it was raining so damn heavily and she brought an umbrella while i didn. so we had to share. hahaha. in the end, she called sab to ask for directions and found out sab gave us the &lt;u&gt;wrong&lt;/u&gt; directions again. so we had to walk all the way back to the bus stop and down the hill. hahaha. i need new shoes. my converses are soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bused back home cos i was just so damn tired. left pretty early and took 403 back to pasir ris interchange followed by 12 all the way back. drifted off to sleep on the way back till benson called. talked for abit then couldn go back to sleep. so just stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home. so that's the end of another day. penitential tomorrow morning at &lt;strong&gt;10:30am&lt;/strong&gt; then eunice and i are going to make onde-onde for aunty mary since she's going to feed the priests tomorrow. since friggy already paid, we cant back out. ahh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-3017917153949759731?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3017917153949759731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=3017917153949759731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3017917153949759731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3017917153949759731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-so-we-have-finale-to-whole-entire.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-5262057771027464274</id><published>2008-03-12T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T02:52:50.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun annoying the shit out of ralph now who is like the only person awake to entertain me online. hahaha. calling him &lt;u&gt;porker&lt;/u&gt; is such great fun. hahaha. well all in all, this evening or rather, night, has been terribly nerve wrecking and full of tension and anxiety. glad most of it is over. not going to repeat anything here. once it's over, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;overrr&lt;/span&gt;! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, results in a few hours time. im panicking like nobody's business. come on, who wouldn. considering the fact that i only completed one damn question out of 5 for my biz stats. then again, believe in God. and yeah! let's just allow things to take its course shant we? stupid school. hahaha. anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SABBY COW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smashing 18. hahaha. i cant wait for mine. darn. i want to D-R-I-V-E. ohhmygod i wanttt. manual or auto? let's see.&lt;br /&gt;who says auto: me&lt;br /&gt;who says manual: parents, james, amanda, furt, eunice, friggy, the econs woman, my cousins&lt;br /&gt;who says none: my brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i think i'll end up taking manual. anyways, auto is like whadda heck. hahaha. the license wont be so nice. hahaha. sabby's birthday party in a few hours time. shopping with bestest in a few hours time. time spent at home this hols... minimal. shit. hahaha. okay. next week better stay home a lil' more. hahaha. that shall be my lenten sacrifice. ahh wait. i already folded the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;650 penitential mass booklets&lt;/span&gt; as my penance. hahaha. that was fun with eunice but bloody tiring hahaha. thank goodness i only got &lt;u&gt;1&lt;/u&gt; paper cut. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i shall update today. force myself into bed. it's 2:51pm and im still wide awake. school, look what you've done to me. hahaha. night all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-5262057771027464274?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/5262057771027464274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=5262057771027464274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/5262057771027464274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/5262057771027464274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-having-alot-of-fun-annoying-shit-out.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-6635265938670286255</id><published>2008-03-11T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T18:43:49.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright. another cold, wet and rainy day! as some of you know, i've started another private blog at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shreksmudbath.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://shreksmudbath.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it requires invitations. but if i didn add you and i ought to for your various reasons, do IM me or tag on this tagboard to remind me or just so i can send you an invite. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since the private one is up, i'll post there too. so if there's no post at this blog for a long time, im probably over there. i like the address though. it actually originated from the onde-onde making session? yeah it did. by eunice, ralph and myself. and it's stuck ever since. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, since this hols is a long-anticipated one and one i've waited a long long long time for, let's just list what i intend to do during this holiday!&lt;br /&gt;1. go to sakae sushi with faye&lt;br /&gt;2. go tanning with eunice&lt;br /&gt;3. get my results with 100% passes (tmr. ugh.)&lt;br /&gt;4. go for a movie with meh and whoever&lt;br /&gt;5. go for a movie with faye&lt;br /&gt;6. do the YF patching thing&lt;br /&gt;7. go cycling with the YFs&lt;br /&gt;8. go for sabby's birthday party&lt;br /&gt;9. more heart-talks with the pals&lt;br /&gt;10. go swimming with faye&lt;br /&gt;11. go swimming with eunice&lt;br /&gt;12. get jerome to come for sat mass&lt;br /&gt;13. HOLY WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;14. get through the YF lesson in one piece&lt;br /&gt;15. settle all pressing issues in YF&lt;br /&gt;16. make the onde-onde for penitential this thurs!&lt;br /&gt;17. play tennis with james&lt;br /&gt;18. go dinnering with aunty joanne and uncle patrick (i still owe them one!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. so many things, so little time. i miss my bestest! faye chan yujia you great big stinking baboon's backside. :P alright. back to private blogging now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-6635265938670286255?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6635265938670286255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=6635265938670286255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6635265938670286255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6635265938670286255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-6446001134328227230</id><published>2008-03-11T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T01:20:07.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. we &lt;strong&gt;finally &lt;/strong&gt;finished the entire lesson plan. not bad! that includes fine-tuning everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're going to make this good. like seriously. so today the attendance was just &lt;em&gt;eunice, furt, angela, sabrina, james&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; myself&lt;/em&gt;. james was singing horribly as usual. we started off by having a meeting with francis in the RCIA room. discussed three main issues. and they kept talking about sex sex and more sex. hahaha. and fyi, "sex" isn well, sex. sex stands for "spiritual exercises". hahaha. that's phase 2 btw. which most prolly will start after easter and all the holy week events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was KFC and it wasn too bad. family feast B. hahaha. now my add is like "6 Chapel Road, Church of the Holy Family". wthhh. the order was pretty complicated. humph! then YF meeting at 3 sea ave #02-02. did the lesson planning and everything. we had a &lt;u&gt;democratic&lt;/u&gt; meeting. hahaha. james really cant sing. here's the video. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bLvqmo9-T6M"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bLvqmo9-T6M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-6446001134328227230?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6446001134328227230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=6446001134328227230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6446001134328227230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6446001134328227230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-5217029665696586784</id><published>2008-03-09T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T12:47:54.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyways, today is&lt;strong&gt; finally&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;u&gt;YF Canteen Day&lt;/u&gt; and it's totally overrr! rawr! hahaha. like finally. raised a reasonable amount of funds and yeah! i must say we are &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt; satisfied. YFs fund is growing. slowly but surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made onde-onde till i got so darn sick of it. tired myself out today really. at first, it was one great big mess. then gradually, it improved and the situation just got better and better. there are a bunch of great rick folks out there in the breakfast crowd. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty annoyed by ms &lt;em&gt;push-around&lt;/em&gt; but all else were fine. countng ka-ching was quite interesting. thanks plenty for helping us aunty gwen. ohh yes, must return the discs tomorrow. both fr chris's and aunty gwen's. and im still not done with veggie tales. hahaha. soon friggy, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;positively &lt;strong&gt;starving &lt;/strong&gt;now. im off to eat. then off to bed. i cant say &lt;u&gt;3 hours&lt;/u&gt; of sleep last night is good. in fact, im so darn sleepy. so nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-5217029665696586784?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/5217029665696586784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=5217029665696586784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/5217029665696586784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/5217029665696586784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/anyways-today-is-finally-yf-canteen-day.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-2349083831687745418</id><published>2008-03-08T12:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:37:24.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, things arnt all that &lt;strong&gt;sweet&lt;/strong&gt; for the mo' really. let's take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if things would take a turn for the worst. actually, if what is going on now isn the absolute &lt;u&gt;worst&lt;/u&gt;, i wonder what &lt;em&gt;worst&lt;/em&gt; is going to be like honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for starters, YF is currently in a state of disarray. stress levels are mounting sky-high with people getting pissed at one another for the slightess issues that happened a long time ago. but really, no one can be blamed you see. the last meeting, i figured, was the final straw. the catalyst to this whole messy state the YF is in now. so you have it. and the best part of it all is that, we are doing &lt;strong&gt;canteen&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow. and having a terribly disorganised, unhappy and disunited (is there such a word?) group is not going to put out the fire. it might just add fuel to it. ohh cool. darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, canteen is on &lt;strong&gt;tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt; and we've still got a few unsettled things. wow whee! that means, late nights and more late nights. brouchures still unprinted...etc. ughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, im too tired to continue this post. so goodbye for now. church soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Edited :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well so i didn go up for class. bad headache. and settling the money float thingy with eunice and aunty gwen. thanks aunty gwen for the cash and also aunty audrey for helping us change the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat with stefan at fr's house till some lady with ultra strong BO or something plopped herself down beside me. ewww. so we went to seek refuge in friggy's nice cosy little office. then he went off to the con4 camp and we just hung around till amanda and edward came. handing over of cash. and soon, another handing over of cash for the dissolved funds to francis. ughhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass. the sun was shining in my face. headache got worst. start throbbing. eunice gave me a nice neck rub. her future boyfriend (hahaha) is a rather nice guy. dinnered at &lt;u&gt;sin hoi sai&lt;/u&gt;. then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a random quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Pick 5 people you want to pass this quiz on to:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) faye&lt;br /&gt;b) edwina&lt;br /&gt;c) waany&lt;br /&gt;d) debbie&lt;br /&gt;e) james&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. List the 3 places you went to today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) church&lt;br /&gt;b) piano teacher's house&lt;br /&gt;c) bedok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. List 5 things you want to do before you die:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) get into SMU/NTU/NUS?&lt;br /&gt;b) change my godparents. omg. i must.&lt;br /&gt;c) have 3 kids. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;d) go river rafting.&lt;br /&gt;e) tell the people i love that i love them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. What are you doing now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging, talking to james kwa, having a headache?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What are you listening to now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;james awful voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Anyone you're missing very badly now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d-u-h. 2 actually. friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What is your favourite colour?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orange, brown, yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. What is your favourite number?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Anything you wish you're doing right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. What are you thinking about right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. YF Canteen tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;2. YF funds.&lt;br /&gt;3. YF everything.&lt;br /&gt;(basically, im dying.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. random. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-2349083831687745418?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2349083831687745418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=2349083831687745418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2349083831687745418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2349083831687745418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-things-arnt-all-that-sweet-for-mo.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-389136425809973991</id><published>2008-03-07T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T23:56:29.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i qualify as the world's greatest &lt;strong&gt;grouch&lt;/strong&gt;. like seriously. anyways, nevermind about that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was alright. watched &lt;strong&gt;water horse&lt;/strong&gt; in the morning. it's seriously darn good! so go catch it in the cinema or something. hahaha. then at two-ish, met eunice in church to help &lt;em&gt;aunty audrey&lt;/em&gt; to fold and staple the &lt;u&gt;penitential mass booklets&lt;/u&gt;. a whooping &lt;strong&gt;650 booklets&lt;/strong&gt;. woahhh! hahaha. had little munchies while at "work". we're going to get &lt;em&gt;f-a-t &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fat&lt;/strong&gt; much. hahaha. it was quite alright and a good way to kill time seriously. we were at it all the way till &lt;strong&gt;6-ish pm&lt;/strong&gt;. which, is rather long. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then waited for cousin to finish mass and stations before going back home with her. had &lt;strong&gt;steamboat&lt;/strong&gt; (without my brother. hahaha.) with her and parents. awww. she's leaving for &lt;em&gt;south africa&lt;/em&gt; for like 1 1/2 years. which is of course, a &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; long time. shucks! then did a lil' blogging stuff, flipped through my brother's yearbook and talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bestest is on a holiday. and i miss her so much because i miss our nightly late-night convos till late. nevermind. she'll be back soon! church tomorrow again. hell yeah, im stressed (kinda.).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-389136425809973991?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/389136425809973991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=389136425809973991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/389136425809973991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/389136425809973991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-qualify-as-worlds-greatest-grouch.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-6712793789508623947</id><published>2008-03-05T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:35:38.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all in all, today was pretty alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started the day off by watching &lt;strong&gt;little miss sunshine&lt;/strong&gt; which i found both heart-warming and immensely funny. really. i know im pretty back-dated when it comes to movies (since i hardly have time for myself, let alone them) and yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1:45pm, walked to the mama-stall behind my place to place the order for the grated coconut and also, to buy a pack. went over to manda's to make our second batch of &lt;em&gt;onde-onde&lt;/em&gt; for the "testers". had a lot of fun, and it turned out much better! in fact, it was nice considering the fact im not one who actually eats all these. and to manage to finish two is indeed an achievement! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then watched &lt;strong&gt;charlie and the chocolate factory&lt;/strong&gt; over at manda's for abit before heading to church. it was raining! then we let amanda (ex-office. aww!), fr chris, fr pat, friggy, aunty gwen, aunty mary, some random aunty, aunty jac, darren, sab, edward, angela and furt try it. the response was pretty good. yay!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then meeting was funny. planning was funny too. then francis gave us some imput. which was quite okay. then we when home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really enjoying church loads more now that im getting to know more people and all and they're actually very nice people! so yeah! anyways, bring your sleeping bags tomorrow if you wish YFs, cos we're going to have a splashing good time watching movies for the review tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-6712793789508623947?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6712793789508623947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=6712793789508623947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6712793789508623947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6712793789508623947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/all-in-all-today-was-pretty-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-3378393459683216616</id><published>2008-03-04T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T23:21:50.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>post number &lt;strong&gt;400&lt;/strong&gt;. wow wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grocery shopping at PP was funny. amanda and i were like "shit. what does sweet potato look like?!?" so we had no choice but to ask some random aunty nearby. spent ages choosing the pandan leaves. hahaha. i was the "smeller" hahaha. smelt them one by one. hahaha. went all over the world to find grated coconut, only to find it at the mama-stall behind my place. ughh. hahaha. the gula-melaka search wasn too fun either. tho playing around in &lt;u&gt;Giant&lt;/u&gt; was. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we made &lt;strong&gt;onde-onde&lt;/strong&gt; okay! amanda, eunice, myself and not forgetting my maid. we thought it was a total failure. but guess what, our "guinea pigs" in church said it was nice! especially the texture! although our gula melaka didn really melt. if you're wondering, my house is still in one piece and the roof is still intact. not bad for starters huh? hahaha. it was pretty fun except we smell like dough now and it aint &lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt; nice but hey! it's fun! hahaha. our "tasters" as they prefer to be called, were aunty gwen, aunty audrey, friggy, fr chris, fr pat, duane and francis. yay! we can go sell them this sunday! whoopeedeedoodle!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the photos will be up soon, or at least after sunday. it aint all that nice. hahaha. making more tomorrow using desecrated coconut. we're trying varieties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to collect the YF shirt money. ate so much today. shit la. all the fats lost during the exam period are like B-A-C-K. i can feel it. ohh no! time to lose them! the church office has so many weird people marching in. hahaha. it's funny watching them tho! anyways, im off to play &lt;strong&gt;SIMS&lt;/strong&gt;. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-3378393459683216616?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3378393459683216616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=3378393459683216616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3378393459683216616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3378393459683216616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/post-number-400.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-7906468870601497693</id><published>2008-03-03T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:52:15.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>typing this in the comfort zone of church. hahaha. wireless PC cards are the bomb!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just collected the YF shirts. ohh guess what, i had a &lt;strong&gt;HUMONGOUS&lt;/strong&gt; scare yesterday. yes. we thought the YF shirt money had gone missing. well, it started off by someone taking it out of the basket. then in our busy and messy state, we completely forgot about it. so apparently furt thought he put it in the cath office and what's worst was that it was on the table. and you know the number of people who actually go in and out of the cath office. so of course, i started panicking like some mad woman and called half the world to try and get the envelope back. you know the amount of &lt;u&gt;hard-cold-cash&lt;/u&gt; that was inside? it's enough to make one go soft at the knees. so i called all the catechists, aunty audrey, aunty jen, the YFs and friggy. a big thank you to friggy who went to help us check the cath office!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 10, furt called and told me he remembered placing it in my laptop bag (which i had checked earlier on) so i turned the whole bag upside down and out came the envelope. the best part for last... i &lt;u&gt;didn&lt;/u&gt; even know that compartment existed. wow whee! now i feel like a bloody fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, collecting the YF shirts in church then waiting for mom's meeting to end before we go back. sourcing for &lt;u&gt;nonya kueh&lt;/u&gt; aint fun. it's bloody tedious work. hahaha. went out the whole day with faye. first to bras basah to get some shrinkable paper thing. then to shaw tower subway (the service that wins the worst-service award place.) for lunch. then to her house. slacked slacked slacked and left at 5-ish. &lt;strong&gt;15&lt;/strong&gt; stank like no-body's business. ughhh. the homed. then dinner. then here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then, back to sourcing for kueh. i hope you had a good laugh after reading the post, cos there's no one that can beat us man. we're the best. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Edited :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways, went back to the "kueh search". it's terrible. we cant find a proper shop. ughhh. so effing annoying. and worst bit, canteen is this sunday. someone help us. seriously. ughhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to james's grandmother's funeral. condolences james! went with mom, aunty joanne and uncle patrick. goodness. i wonder how she tolerates her "human GPRS system". i would have murdered him. hahaha. this shows how low my tolerance level is. hahaha. but still, i think it was a pretty funny car-ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-7906468870601497693?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7906468870601497693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=7906468870601497693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7906468870601497693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7906468870601497693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/typing-this-in-comfort-zone-of-church.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-1447776650728594249</id><published>2008-03-01T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T00:14:53.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a hell of a madness. really.&lt;br /&gt;tho it was kinda &lt;strike&gt;fun&lt;/strike&gt; actually (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so morning. piano, practiced duet, exam piece from beethoven (nice really!) yadayada. then early lunch at the club while watching &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;charlie &amp;amp; the chocolate fact0ry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the umpteen time on the &lt;em&gt;ipod&lt;/em&gt;. then home-ed to prepare a lil' for the con2 certs and all. then everyone else came home then i went to church. was literally swimming in my &lt;strong&gt;yf shirt&lt;/strong&gt; because it's ohh-so-&lt;em&gt;b.i.g.BIG&lt;/em&gt;. the rest seemed okay in it just because everyone else was &lt;u&gt;taller&lt;/u&gt; (ohh man!) and we all took the same size except for eunice. darn. i need to grow taller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked around till 3pm before the serious preps for mass began. the &lt;em&gt;parents&amp;amp;teens&lt;/em&gt; started strolling in so we had to get down to work. then rushed up to church at &lt;strong&gt;4:30pm&lt;/strong&gt; to put all the "reserve" signs on approximately &lt;strong&gt;20&lt;/strong&gt; rows. had to stick the stickers too, get the books and also, get the two teens to rehearse and basically, get them to actually bow properly. i swear i never knew learning how to &lt;em&gt;bow&lt;/em&gt; properly at the sanctuary was &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; tough. which also goes to say, i lost my temper. poor lil' kids. awww. damnit no. sanctuary aint a &lt;em&gt;play-play&lt;/em&gt; place so show some respect wont ya! considering the fact that i bowed so many times today since i kept walking past the sanctuary, i seem quite alright at it already. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bummed around till &lt;strong&gt;5:18pm&lt;/strong&gt; when the parents started strolling down from the RCIA room and the teens started sauntering out of the meeting room. bummed around for awhile more and friggy was being a total mean-gay. i shall pinch you more the next time i see you since you got both my arms. ughhh. rodent :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went up to church and settled the baskets of certs and all. final briefing for the offertory teens. then mass. couldn talk much since we were all in the first row. how weird being so close-up to the sanctuary during mass (not counting the times when we did videoing and just lazed around there.). the offertory bit was a teeny bit messy. other than that, it was fine. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;peace-be-with-you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;was as usual, a mad scrambling for hugs and peaces with the other YFs. &lt;strong&gt;rite of enrollment&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;u&gt;con 2&lt;/u&gt; was okay. we didn even know we were supposed to stand at the foot of the sanctuary. it was like a sudden thing so we were like "errr? we will.". hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after mass, mad packing up of all the reserve signs and blu-tack and small slips of paper. sabby's birthday invite and all. i'll promise i'll go babe if i pass my &lt;u&gt;business statistics&lt;/u&gt; exam okay? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at &lt;strong&gt;all tastes&lt;/strong&gt; restaurant at &lt;em&gt;frankel&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  at least i think it was called "all tastes". hahaha. food was good but tummy wasn. aches and all. then grandmother's house after and home-ed. my dog is seriously ill. my parents suspect he's going. all i can say is&lt;em&gt; "dear baby, you've been my greatest pet ever and if you do have to go to doggy heaven or something, just let go cos i dont want to see you suffer anymore. i guess i'll just have to let go." &lt;/em&gt;whoever said having a pet aint a heart-ache, wait till yours pass-on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really tired now. tennis tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-1447776650728594249?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1447776650728594249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=1447776650728594249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1447776650728594249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1447776650728594249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-was-hell-of-madness.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-7020881194547336050</id><published>2008-02-29T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:50:36.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know the feeling of freedom after the awful &lt;strong&gt;four&lt;/strong&gt; letter word? no it's not &lt;strike&gt;fcuk&lt;/strike&gt;. im talking about the &lt;u&gt;exam&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;there are definately more letters in the word but no matter. yeah. it's like you can do whatever you want to do, hang out as and when you want, go out way past 10pm, use the laptop without having to exercise self-control and of course, not having to worry about studying. but im still not 100% certain of my own grades. so in the mean time, praying and hoping seems to be the best option, or if not, the second best. the best option, of course, would be having a feeling of satisfaction and a "heck-care" feeling since im going to do okay anyways. but having that feeling at the current moment would definately be counting your eggs before that hatch and of course, the nonchalant feeling would not be appropriate for me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways, back to the subject of &lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;. lunched at &lt;u&gt;bedok corner&lt;/u&gt; and the prata really sucks my toes. rubbery, cold and egg-shell-filled. gave up on the second piece and amanda bent the fork (or was it the spoon.). fyi, it was a metal spoon/fork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed to &lt;em&gt;keppel club&lt;/em&gt; with a terribly rude driver who was clearing his throat, coughing, sneezing and you name anything gross action, he did it. he went by the &lt;strong&gt;delta&lt;/strong&gt; exit which was an &lt;u&gt;ultra&lt;/u&gt; long way. goodness. and he told amanda off just because she told him it was the wrong exit. tsk tsk. either way, you'll end up at bt chermin &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt; it's a matter of being an honest fella, having the right principles in life &lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt; not telling the customer off for one's own greed. really. this guy has no principles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went there, swam for a little and jacuzzi-ed. the water was boiling &lt;strong&gt;H-O-T&lt;/strong&gt; and my feet were screaming out in agony. so i took more than &lt;u&gt;10mins&lt;/u&gt; before i actually immersed myself in the water. goodness. felt giddy so i got out. obviously the hot temperature doesn quite agree with me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swam again. tanned a little and was drifting in and out of consciousness. pretty tired. watched little kids and big teens having swimming lessons. diving styles were awesome for youngsters like such! and watching an instructor shout at some nicholas kid and some gregory/zachary kid was pretty funny too. okay. mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then took forever in the toilet with amanda. bathed and all. after that, walked out of keppel. rather slow walk but good exercise too! then got on bus 10 back to church. slept for abit. more like dozed off. reached church, bought chicken rice (yes. i know it's friday. i'll abstain tomorrow instead.) from 5-star. i know im going to get stomach-ache again because my system doesn accept 5-star chicken rice. but i was too lazy to go to boon tong kee. so yeah. dinnered with eunice, amanda and furt. then went to fr's house to collect the YF shirts. OHH MY GOODNESS. friggy's room was so darn smelly because he over burnt some goodness-knows-what thing. one can definately suffocate in there. and i wonder if he knows that amanda turned his aircon down to &lt;strong&gt;16 degrees&lt;/strong&gt;. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YF meeting. discussed quite abit. not bad. we're improving. bangala room and all. HAHAHA. and yesterday, james said "bangala-wan solo" instead of bangawan solo. HAHAHA. goodness. we actually locked up some people in 3 sea ave. who ask them not to take a grill key too! tsk tsk tskkk! hahaha. then chatted for abit before heading to jago for supper. edward made me cry from laughing too much and too hard. all the adeline-commissioning related jokes. HAHAHA. after francis's brilliant idea of forming the &lt;strong&gt;YFP&lt;/strong&gt;, at the end of the day, it wont be&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;may the lord bless our eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that we may see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;his goodness and uniqueness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in every person we meet."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead, we'll have...&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;may the lord bless my eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that i may see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;his goodness and uniqueness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in every person i meet."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note the difference. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually we did talk about it yesterday too but today was even better. hahaha. then homed. so here i am. time to do more preps for tomorrow then!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-7020881194547336050?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7020881194547336050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=7020881194547336050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7020881194547336050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7020881194547336050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-today-you-know-feeling-of-freedom.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-957402924908030432</id><published>2008-02-28T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T00:19:13.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so the exams didn go too well. hoping and praying for a miracle to happen. regretting isn going to work now. awful fears of the ever nearing results release date and the results themselves keeps arising. wondering how the results would be wont be the best way to spend the start of my holidays. all these little little things sure have their way in ruining an almost perfect fool-proof plan. god, i need you help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Organisational Behaviour:&lt;/strong&gt; did the best i could though i was running short of time. ended up listing down facts and scribbling through the last few questions. never actually completed answering all with nice elaborations but over-all, it wasn too bad a paper. a fair one i must say. and definately, im hoping for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Business Statistics:&lt;/strong&gt; wow. i did &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; question completely out of &lt;u&gt;five&lt;/u&gt;. the rest were done bits here and there. aiming for an A or B isn my goal. aiming for a &lt;strong&gt;pass&lt;/strong&gt; would seem more appropriate. gosh. i dont want to have to sit for supp paper. nearly walked out crying due to the stress of the paper, the level of difficulty and the fear of having to take the supp. goodness, such a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Macroeconomics:&lt;/strong&gt; the paper was terribly easy. &lt;strong&gt;but&lt;/strong&gt;, i wrote down the entire wrong concept. which results in an almost instant deduction of 30 marks. hoping and praying for a &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;. good lord! i must be desperate to aim so low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marketing:&lt;/strong&gt; what do you do when you have an invigilator who burps, yawns, have all sorts of weird movements, grunts and makes all sorts of funny noises? and what do you do if you happen to occupy the seat right under his nose? that's what happened to me. learnt my facts and did the best i could. forgot all the facts at the start but started praying fervently, and God answered my prayers. so managed to answer more questions than expected. tho i did make some major errors. hoping to remain with my &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt; grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Accounting&lt;/strong&gt;: bloody easy paper. but guess what, my bank rec question was done wrongly. misinterpreted the question or rather, was just blindly doing the question and repeating the standard steps over and over again which resulted in a loss of marks. i hope to be able to get my &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; for accounting. or else i have nothing to say to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, to the wonderful people who stayed with me through my exam period and gave me some form of encouragements or other, let's say a big thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;faye &lt;/em&gt;(my late-night study buddy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aunty joanne&lt;/em&gt; (for being my accounting tutor.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uncle patrick &lt;/em&gt;(for explaining in the background.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeeboon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;waany&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;valerie loh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;con 2 catechists &lt;/em&gt;(for allowing me time-off to study.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aunty cat and aunty susanne &lt;/em&gt;(for your encouragements.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;james&lt;/em&gt; (for your reassurances and advice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;amanda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;francis &lt;/em&gt;(for saying i wont fail.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eunice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jocelyn-cousin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;friggy &lt;/em&gt;(for letting me use the room to study.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fr chris&lt;/em&gt; (for helping me get rid of the annoying woman.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;edward&lt;/em&gt; (for saying "dont worry lurh" so many times.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a big thank you to you all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially to aunty joanne for all your help seriously. and the late-night help too. especially when i had my panic-attack and forgot everything on the spur of the moment! and also for coming so many times just because someone called &lt;em&gt;valerie vanessa tan lin yin&lt;/em&gt; couldn absorb facts fast enough and was darn slow at the aspect of learning! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. church was okay today. went out with bestest straight after the paper. parkway parade for lunch, tennis and swimming at SSC after, and food galore after. thanks pal!(: then church later. got my YF shirt which didn turn out quite as expected. nevermind about that. had fun with the pals tho some time they just got my nerves and gave me a boiling blood pressure. hahaha. stepped into father pat's room for the first time! goodness! it's a major achievement! hahaha. then after church, &lt;strong&gt;mac-dees&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;em&gt;kallang&lt;/em&gt; till 10:45pm. home-ed and found everything locked up. damn. anyways, im really tired. picture another time soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-957402924908030432?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/957402924908030432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=957402924908030432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/957402924908030432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/957402924908030432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-exams-didn-go-too-well.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-6967898191543054840</id><published>2008-02-18T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T23:44:48.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today. i didn really study sadly. i was &lt;u&gt;supposed&lt;/u&gt; to do so tho. went to study in school in the morning with manda. it was really fruitful because we really &lt;strong&gt;studied&lt;/strong&gt;. like did our work and all with minimal talking. then we met friggy and james who somehow or other ended up in the &lt;strong&gt;engine school's&lt;/strong&gt; carpark &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt; like the last time. hahaha. then we went a whole humungous round around bedok to get to &lt;strong&gt;botak jones&lt;/strong&gt; for lunch. met furt and eunice there. stefan came awhile later. brilliant furt gave us wrong directions to botak jones so friggy, james, amanda and i were wandering around like idiots in the wrong direction till he came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ordered lunch and all before realising mr james kwa the fool left the cake in the car under the sun (tho he claimed he didn but he did.). hahaha. so furt and i went around the carpark to find friggy's car (cos i forgot where it was parked at.). started pressing the &lt;em&gt;"lock-unlock"&lt;/em&gt; buttons a million and one times to try to locate the car. finally found it with james's handphone on the dashboard (such an idiot lurh! hahaha.) and the cake under the sun. brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played around with the food till stefan's food finally came. cos we were supposed to wait for one another. so friggy started "snacking" on his food and the rest of us just followed suit. it was more eating than anything else. hahaha. when his food finally came, friggy said grace and we just whacked the food. hahaha. it was good tho alot. furt had my entire coleslaw hahaha. next time can we just follow james's grace? hahaha. it's short and sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;holy father,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;holy ghost,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who eats the fastest,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eats the most.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. then after lunch, we celebrated his birthday and purposely put &lt;strong&gt;36&lt;/strong&gt; candles (he's 35 this year.) to see if he was observant enough. sadly he wasn but eunice was and i think she didn know our lil' test so she went "eh! why got 36 candles! he 36 meh?" hahaha. kept changing place in order to get the candles lighted since the place we sat at was under the fan. some photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168342682711577250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R7mkSXCDUqI/AAAAAAAAATo/R1-NryPm20Y/s200/CIMG1358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;it takes many hands to light the candles on a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168342755726021298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R7mkWnCDUrI/AAAAAAAAATw/0o0zy2CZnJ0/s200/CIMG1359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;hello birthday boy (man)!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168342764315955906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R7mkXHCDUsI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wUpDG0TXyPg/s200/CIMG1355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Happy Birthday Friggy (Ratman!) - the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the birthday video though we never got to sing &lt;em&gt;happy birthday&lt;/em&gt; since he blew out the candles way before we even started singing. he was supposed to take the candles out with his mouth (amanda's idea. hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AY0oetPkeH0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AY0oetPkeH0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after all the cake-cutting and all, eunice, stefan, james, amanda and myself cramped back into friggy's car to go to church. stayed in his office from 3-ish pm. watched videos, slacked, photocopied books for our YF lesson thing, basically, fellowship and more fellowship. then he went for some other meeting at 7ish pm, leaving us in the room. decided to stay there to study a lil' before my mom's meeting ended. edward came and bought us laksa. thanks!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to the room and lit the bell-air thingy cos the laksa made the room smell funny although it was only there for a short period of 2mins or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then amanda and edward left to buy donuts. was doing my work when i felt something was amiss since the lights in father's house was switched off. so i went outside just in time to catch the office woman who had gladly locked up the place. started screeching like some mad woman. hello. why do you lock the place at 9:09 pm? goodness la. and she told me "if you stay then i have to stay". wthhh. so i packed my stuff and switched off everything in friggy's office. met fr chris on the way out who kindly told the woman to go off first and that he would come back to open fr's house after the meeting. so which meant i got to stay longer in the nice air-con room! thanks friggy and fr chris!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the meeting ended and my mom came and then we went home. now im too tired to study. had a great day with the pals! love you mad retarded people! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-6967898191543054840?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6967898191543054840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=6967898191543054840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6967898191543054840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6967898191543054840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/today_18.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R7mkSXCDUqI/AAAAAAAAATo/R1-NryPm20Y/s72-c/CIMG1358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-901516287119321926</id><published>2008-02-18T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T22:43:38.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;need&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to study*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-901516287119321926?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/901516287119321926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=901516287119321926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/901516287119321926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/901516287119321926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-need-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-8092727528570579976</id><published>2008-02-17T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T20:41:56.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long day today! &lt;strong&gt;tennis&lt;/strong&gt; was really great tho i think i aggravated my &lt;em&gt;ankle injury&lt;/em&gt; further. actually it isn injured. just a whole load of pain and the inability to turn abruptly. even slight movements arnt great. ahh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back, slept all the way. wasn even fully conscious when bestest went back. i only heard "eh. im going back already" and felt the blanket being thrown o my face. that's about it. hahaha. only woke up at &lt;strong&gt;1:30pm&lt;/strong&gt; then i called her and asked what time she left. hahaha. am i good or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, let's list the whole list of revision i still have yet to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;macroecons:&lt;/strong&gt; lectures 1-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;accounting:&lt;/strong&gt; just need more practice and theory(!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OB:&lt;/strong&gt; lectures 1-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marketing:&lt;/strong&gt; go and buy fish. duh everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;business stats:&lt;/strong&gt; lectures 1-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, i pretty much covered &lt;u&gt;nothing&lt;/u&gt; except for &lt;em&gt;accounting&lt;/em&gt;. yay me! i betcha dollar that the whole mugger class of mine probably finished mugging already and can list out all the hard, cold facts at their fingertips. hahaha. and if you asked me to name, i could either tell you to fly a kite, or maybe go to the middle of the gobi desert to catch a seabass for me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence, it's time to... mug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-8092727528570579976?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/8092727528570579976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=8092727528570579976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8092727528570579976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8092727528570579976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-day-today-tennis-was-really-great.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-5603811316823261826</id><published>2008-02-16T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T22:27:00.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today. nothing much happened i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh wait. piano was pretty much alright. finally got to try my hand at the duet instead of just doing my &lt;em&gt;secondo&lt;/em&gt; which gets a lil' boring after awhile b'cos it's just chords, chords and more chords. if one didn know i was playing &lt;em&gt;secondo&lt;/em&gt;, it'll probably sound like some mindless thumping on the keyboard. but then... &lt;strong&gt;secondo + primo = lovely&lt;/strong&gt;. hence, the nice sounds of mozart's composition, &lt;em&gt;Eine kleine Nachtmusik.&lt;/em&gt; nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church was okay today except i kinda not went for class. since apparently there was nothing which really involved the YFs and besides, i was feeling rather lethargic and pretty pissed about my accounting which i was unable to do before i left for church. unbelievable? yes. then one of my teens asked for help in &lt;strong&gt;A maths&lt;/strong&gt; and i nearly died. goodness. do you know how terrible im at that? extremely. so i was like &lt;em&gt;"shit shit shit"&lt;/em&gt; in my head while attempting to buy time. so embarassing lurh seriously. then i asked andrew for help which was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;andrew:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(aⁿ)ª = aª+ⁿ&lt;br /&gt;(a (ⁿ/ª)) = aⁿ-ª&lt;br /&gt;aⁿ + aª = cannot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn there supposed to be an aªⁿ somewhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;andrew:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope. if there was it'll be something very scary. you forgot everything already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think so leh. (*flips to the front of the teen's book.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;andrew:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there. don't have... eh wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got la. it's there. how can dont have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;andrew:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh shit. i need to revise my a maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(btw, replace the "ª" with a small "m" since i couldn find one.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. well anyways, i still couldn solve it. so i went downstairs. saw stefan who managed to retain some memories of his a maths and so he taught me how to solve it. hahaha. yay! i did it okay! kudos to him tho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to &lt;strong&gt;7-eleven&lt;/strong&gt; and met james back in church. went around to look for missing teens. then we went to friggy's office to slack around for abit. then friggy went to do novena after. so james, stefan and i went to &lt;em&gt;savoury fare &lt;/em&gt;to &lt;strike&gt;get friggy's birthday cake&lt;/strike&gt;. collecting it on monday then to botak jones for lunch after james collects it. then went back to rest for awhile more in his office. made a nice card for him from james. and james alone. hahaha. funny lurh seriously. then friggy came back and started singing &lt;em&gt;"ah huay, ah huay, ah huay mariaaa!"&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. goodness. then james and stefan came up with &lt;em&gt;"tao huay, tao huay, tao huay wo bu yaooo"&lt;/em&gt;. fyi, it's supposed to be "&lt;em&gt;ave, ave, ave maria"&lt;/em&gt; which they sang for novena. goodness. hahaha. nice song let them spoil until like that. goodness. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they mass with amanda and edward. i can communicate in the "ahhh ahh ahh. hmm emmm herm" language! hahaha. brilliant! hahaha. it's basically a whole load of mumbling and sound-making since i finished stuffing the nugget in my mouth since aunty jac and aunty gwen were like "you eat now later how to receive communion?!?" hahaha. can lurh. anyways i also need to go for confession already before easter. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after mass, went to kallang leisure park. had subway with my brother. parents went elsewhere to eat. so darn full now seriously. hahaha. alrighty, back to mugging since im spending monday out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-5603811316823261826?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/5603811316823261826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=5603811316823261826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/5603811316823261826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/5603811316823261826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/today.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-8672062706201448777</id><published>2008-02-15T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T22:25:11.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i still have yet to decide if &lt;em&gt;sleeping earlier&lt;/em&gt; is better or &lt;em&gt;sleeping later&lt;/em&gt; is better. why? because last night i slept at a &lt;strong&gt;record breaking&lt;/strong&gt; time of &lt;u&gt;12:30am&lt;/u&gt; believe it or not. and this morning, i woke up feeling more sleepy, tired and grouchy than ever. i slept the for quite a fair bit in lecture (which is bad because it's revision lecture. &lt;em&gt;ughhh&lt;/em&gt;.) and there were even parts when i didn know (i promise you.), i &lt;u&gt;didn&lt;/u&gt; know i was &lt;em&gt;sleeping&lt;/em&gt;. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i rushed home from school just to sleep. by the time i got into my bed, it was &lt;strong&gt;2:30pm&lt;/strong&gt; and so i slept till &lt;u&gt;4:40pm&lt;/u&gt; (exceeding my goal by 1hr 40mins.) and only got up because of my terrible stomachache. and there's still church later. i better start studying. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since today is the official last day we'll be attending lectures/tutorials as a class, let me take this chance to shout-out to those people who made my life less miserable in TP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeeboon, waany &amp;amp; meh &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(valerie loh).&lt;br /&gt;thanks you guys! esp. meh for always sending me stuff i missed out in class due to my sleeping habits, eby (yeeboon)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;for always being a listening ear and waany, for those funny talks despite the arguement we've had previously and the nice rose too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest, i doubt i'll miss ya. not referring to the whole class here. i dont generalise people. just the people i thought i was in a &lt;u&gt;clique&lt;/u&gt; with and whom i thought were trustable friends (till the ran off and hooked up, okay hahaha, "clique-ed up" with others, conveniently treating their old friends as scums.) good-riddance. thank goodness. in manda's term, it'll be "byebye porker and maggie!" (okay. eby might get that!) hahaha. eff it. speaking of maggie, i feel like eating cup noodles all of a sudden. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ratman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may you continue to grow old and grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. alright. im joking. &lt;em&gt;may god bless you though you've probably been given his blessings in abundance already. enjoy your birthday and now, you're officially not a youth anymore&lt;/em&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, gotta go wash up then church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Edited :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church wa &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt;. met the new &lt;u&gt;secretary&lt;/u&gt; of the church. she's veronica. seems quite nice and from the way &lt;em&gt;ex-office&lt;/em&gt; (ahhh!) amanda was talking about her, i suppose she's nice. but not as funny as amanda tho. hahaha. aunty mary thinks my face looks like a tomato. no it does not! hahaha. then met benson who came &lt;strong&gt;late&lt;/strong&gt;. thanks arh. then went to the cath office and rolled around the office on aunty jennifer's chair. hahaha. then the rest came. christina was hiding in the corner eating her deli-france. hahaha. amanda (tan), edward and furt were sitting opposite me near the door. those idiots kept making funny faces. hahaha. i finished amanda's tube of mentos tho. hahaha. then the meeting was just &lt;em&gt;blah-dity-blah&lt;/em&gt;. then friggy came in the started making triangular shapes with his hand. hahaha. talking about "bachang". hahaha. amanda and i couldn stop laughing. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dinner. eunice, amanda, edward, ralph and i went to &lt;strong&gt;big ben's&lt;/strong&gt; for dinner. really nice fish-and-chips and quite reasonably priced! edward's chicken cutlet looked revolting. hahaha. garlic and chicken. goodness. manda's beef stew was okay tho i dont really like stew. eunice's mushroom sauce was nice. we all broke the "abstinence from meat" this friday. aiyoh. pay back another day aye. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after dinner, we went to &lt;strong&gt;ice-cream chef&lt;/strong&gt;. goodness. the ice-cream is nice but &lt;em&gt;wayyy&lt;/em&gt; too sweet for me. maybe next time i wont have a mash-in and chocolate sauce. hello fats! talked about auspicious numbers and chinese sayings and superstitions. and OMG did you know you cannot bathe for 1 month after giving birth?!? i didn. ewww. we knew that we catholics arnt suppose to believe in such stuff. but it isn a taboo subject. and sometimes it's better to just "follow incase". then edward sent me back. thanks! the mini-cooper video in amanda's ipod is so cool. hahaha. i didn even know i reached home already while watching it until she was like "you reach home already!". hahaha. goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i guess. the greatest bunch of people lurh seriously. food, fats, laughters, talks, tears, screamings, jokes, rides...etc. i swear YFs are love. i dont regret joining despite all the unruly teens we have to take care of, unreasonable catechists (just one), everything! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want photos of those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happy days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want to forget those,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who only brought me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sad memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-8672062706201448777?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/8672062706201448777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=8672062706201448777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8672062706201448777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8672062706201448777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-still-have-yet-to-decide-if-sleeping.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-2156961180537530607</id><published>2008-02-14T08:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T20:13:32.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh alrighty! im in &lt;strong&gt;school&lt;/strong&gt; now (which, also happens to be a total tragedy.) and in the lab. waiting for the make-up accounting tutorial to start. i think that my &lt;strong&gt;last post&lt;/strong&gt; for the examination period is most probably this &lt;em&gt;sunday&lt;/em&gt;. ahh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;discussed some stuff with benson over the phone last night. there was this pretty funny little portion of the convo. (the rest was pretty dry. hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Benson:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what time do you sleep everyday?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err. 2ish-3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Benson:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?!? so late? what time do you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6ish-7ish am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Benson:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh?!? then how you concentrate in class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Benson:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you go to school for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Benson:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a typical student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. actually it kinda got me thinking. what's the whole point of me going to school really. back in KC, every new day was like a totally new adventure and i never seemed to dread it. in fact, i actually spent &lt;strong&gt;alot&lt;/strong&gt; of time in school and often, find excuses to stay longer in school be it helping out for AVA rehearsals or guides or just to do nothing (and hide in the soundroom.). i had supportive friends and classmates who watched each other's backs. and scoring well in tests and exams at the displeasure of others were nearly unheard of. of course there was some competitions and comparing of marks, and often a snide remark about how well one's enemy did. but there was never much malice in these ill-intents which were forgotten easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, now that im in a &lt;strong&gt;tertiary&lt;/strong&gt; institutions, i always leave school feeling more lonely then ever. people are so darn clique-ish and certain people often try to act as the "big sister/brother" and take on every single leading role despite many comments to try to bring them back to the harsh realities of life that they simply arnt made to lead. then they get upset. ohh bother! quite clearly, i &lt;u&gt;dont&lt;/u&gt; fit in my class. simple as that. i dont prefer looks over brains. i dont gush over guys. i just cant be bothered with such stuff. it's nothing more than a time waster seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the topic of being a "typical student", i realised that i wasn doing this just to show that im your "typical student". in fact, the reason why im doing this is because i just cant accept the fact that i have to be thrown into "real world" at such a fast speed. "real world" doesn actually mean "world with guys". in fact, the guys in my class, some of them, are pretty alright. the "real world" actually means a whole world out there with backstabbing and loads of politics. (not that church doesn have any. but seriously, church people are &lt;em&gt;wayyy&lt;/em&gt; nicer.) not only can i not accept that fact, i also cannot accept the fact that i dont like my class at all. though i do go around with certain people, there just isn any "after school we go out okay?" kinda of a feeling. on some worser days, i even have to fight the urge to slap the faces of certain classmates. hence, the feeling of great joy after i leave the school. brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i seriously miss KC. i miss the gals, the friendships and the good ol' times we've had. the groups on facebook makes me miss it even more. it just shows that apparently im not the only one who cant let go of the whole "KC issue". ya know what? im glad we're changing class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teacher's here. gotta run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Edited :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's out. for now at least! hahaha. today was pretty... should i say... "&lt;em&gt;unfortunate&lt;/em&gt;"? okay. maybe not. but the most &lt;u&gt;ultra-terribly sad&lt;/u&gt; thing is that my nice camera officially got it's first scratch! it's quite bad. im still pretty sore about that. it got scratched because i slipped it under the computer table in the lab when the teacher came around. arhhh! secondly, i screwed up my &lt;u&gt;marketing project&lt;/u&gt;. our group had the worst results. a miserable &lt;strong&gt;C+&lt;/strong&gt; because we exceeded the page limit (which i dont believe in because i believe in substance not length.) sadly the teacher has a different viewpoint. darn. should have put in more effort. nevermind! it's no one's fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valentine's day&lt;/strong&gt;. my first in a mix-school. nothing much really. the festive feeling wasn as good as it was back in KC. but thanks babes for all the presents! loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to the library to sleep and do a lil' bit of work till &lt;strong&gt;4pm&lt;/strong&gt; before &lt;u&gt;sociology tutorial&lt;/u&gt;. i dont like those long breaks! ughhh. since everyone else gets to go home while i have to slug it out in school. awwwww. darnnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow there's benson's meeting. then monday, youth mass planning comm meeting and friggy's birthday lunch in the afternoon. ooh. yes. i did cut down on the number of activities. but have i really got into the study mood? &lt;strong&gt;nahh&lt;/strong&gt;. heaven help me please! drat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the post is getting rather long now. since i typed out those long long long ones this morning when i was in the lab? hahaha. praise God for all my coursework grades including marketing. i shouldn be complaining since i got a &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt; for marketing which is what i asked for. the rest, im &lt;u&gt;beyond statisfied&lt;/u&gt;! (: all you need to do is &lt;em&gt;trust&amp;amp;believe!&lt;/em&gt; okay! i'll cut this short!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-2156961180537530607?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2156961180537530607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=2156961180537530607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2156961180537530607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2156961180537530607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/ohh-alrighty-im-in-school-now-which.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-6898724685285879096</id><published>2008-02-13T09:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T18:50:22.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;9:07&lt;/strong&gt; in the &lt;u&gt;morning&lt;/u&gt;. is this an accomplishment or what? hahaha. i managed to drag myself out of bed after putting the alarm clock on snooze for about &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; times. much lesser than usual. i woke up early to attempt to &lt;em&gt;study&lt;/em&gt; believe it or not. hahaha. so i shall in a few minutes time. dead tired and i have no idea why. &lt;u&gt;eye-bags&lt;/u&gt; will be on their way. ooh darn exams! like it or not i'll try to &lt;em&gt;a-c-e&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ace&lt;/strong&gt; you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classes at &lt;strong&gt;2pm&lt;/strong&gt; later. of course i skipped the morning lecture that's why im still at home. econs and accounting tutorial later. there's going to be a &lt;u&gt;combined&lt;/u&gt; class today for accounting. ewww. nevermind. i hope econs will be nice, short and sweet. so we can leave earlyyy! more coursework grades today. i hope they'll be good. marketing coursework tmr, im not looking forward much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, time to rev up the engines. cos the exams aint that far away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Edited :x&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from &lt;u&gt;school&lt;/u&gt; like &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt;. hahaha. today was relatively okay. tutorials doing, i paid attention. wow-whee! combined class for accounting sucked badly. our class and the class that cant stand our class. interest. accounting results for the previous test was alright! achieved the coursework grade i wanted to achieve. pretty happy for all. tmr's the coursework grade for marketing. not really looking forward to that tho i do want to find out about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pounding headache's not to die for. (more like to die from.) i want and i &lt;u&gt;need&lt;/u&gt; to start studying. lazy bugger. arhhh. spur of the moment decisions aint all that fun after awhile. james's birthday treat idea for friggy aint going too well either. anyways not my problem. hahaha. he's the organiser! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i figured to keep the grade, you've gotta work. and that's what i need to do badly. after all, it's possible. yeah. if you believe i guess. and i definately do. ahh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-6898724685285879096?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6898724685285879096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=6898724685285879096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6898724685285879096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6898724685285879096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/907-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-1583182705131786993</id><published>2008-02-12T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T21:51:26.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got home a lil' while ago. got a call from &lt;strong&gt;mdm suriya&lt;/strong&gt; (the accounting tutor.) about some make-up lesson thing on thursday. aiyohh. there goes my sleep this thursday &lt;strong&gt;9-11am&lt;/strong&gt;. rawrrr! hahaha. read james's blog (because he asked me to), went onto facebook for abit, then checked my emails. and ohh wtf, &lt;em&gt;mother superior&lt;/em&gt; you bloody &lt;strong&gt;cow&lt;/strong&gt;. one more time you come and &lt;em&gt;"tekan"&lt;/em&gt; the YFs, you're going to get it from me. i dont care if you are older or what. but i had enough of your shit. if it werent for benson who intercepted the email (i think he wants to make it sound nicer. hahaha.), i would have gave you what you deserved. manda and my letter. to YOU. if you dont want to involve the YFs, then you can forget about tryin to tell the YFs off (&lt;em&gt;esp the &lt;strong&gt;sat&lt;/strong&gt; YFs)&lt;/em&gt; about us not doing enough. -&lt;em&gt;mother superior you bachang&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. enough of being pissed at the &lt;u&gt;pandan-leave wrapped one&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've made up my mind that im going to attend the monday meeting. but the &lt;u&gt;youth mass planning commitee&lt;/u&gt; one. lazy to attend the other. hahaha. manda too. not attending &lt;strong&gt;formation&lt;/strong&gt; tonight. i want to study for abit. hahaha. the slacker just got down to earth. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONGRATES KCGG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on your PNAA Gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be proud... &lt;strong&gt;very proud&lt;/strong&gt; of these guides! hahaha. third consecutive year that we've gotten gold. Praise God! tho im out of KCGG &lt;em&gt;(yes i know that)&lt;/em&gt;, it's still great to celebrate the GOLD! hahaha. still remembered the time i started &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yelling&amp;amp;crying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the &lt;u&gt;secondary 4 retreat&lt;/u&gt; on finding out the results for KCGG's Gold. hahaha. i think i was kinda hysteric. hahaha. the goodness of the KCian spirit! i find it hard to let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, time to mug yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ooh hello you. i'll be busy. &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; busy. so dont bother trying to call. cos i aint going to give a f*cking shit. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-1583182705131786993?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1583182705131786993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=1583182705131786993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1583182705131786993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1583182705131786993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/got-home-lil-while-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-2149092453236993902</id><published>2008-02-11T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T18:17:42.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so there. &lt;strong&gt;14days&lt;/strong&gt; left to the actual paper. ohh man. hahaha. i can tell im &lt;u&gt;super&lt;/u&gt; unprepared though i tried telling myself that i am (which, of course, is a &lt;em&gt;lie&lt;/em&gt;.) so im still &lt;strong&gt;trying&lt;/strong&gt; to force myself to mug to absolutely no avail. i just wish we were going to be tested on &lt;em&gt;comprehension&lt;/em&gt; or something that doesn require the &lt;em&gt;"art of studing"&lt;/em&gt;. never bad to wish ehh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there. ohh come on! &lt;u&gt;14 days&lt;/u&gt; more only. I CAN DO IT! yes i can! hahaha. hopefully today's results for &lt;strong&gt;OB Coursework&lt;/strong&gt; will be a source of motivation!(: hahaha. but nevertheless, mugging is still a &lt;u&gt;must&lt;/u&gt;. i can find no escape route out of that one! &lt;em&gt;ughhh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside, it's just &lt;u&gt;18days&lt;/u&gt; till im spared the torture of &lt;strong&gt;school&lt;/strong&gt;. but i still cant find any loopholes (okay. not loopholes.) in my timetable good enough to skip considering the fact that it's always good to attend those &lt;u&gt;revision lectures&lt;/u&gt; (that is if they give us tips.) so either way, possible or not, im going to try to skip as much as possible. ohh come on! i rather skip school than church! great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i've just had my brains bullied into submission by those accounting facts. though 3/4 kind went out of the other side. but i guess i retained what's most important (thankfully!), which, of course, is good. studing in the &lt;strong&gt;afternoon&lt;/strong&gt; isn my &lt;em&gt;forte&lt;/em&gt;. ohh wells. what to do? they should have night papers! hahaha. now the table is in a terribly messy state and i have no idea how to start tiding up. maybe i should start with the papers first! &lt;em&gt;hullabaloo!&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. next, i'll move on to the books and all and stack them in a nice heap. then im nice and done! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im still contemplating whether i should skip both the &lt;strong&gt;monday&lt;/strong&gt; meetings. shit la. i dont want to but it seems like im not left with much of a choice. am i? wait, i am. well then! make good decisions aye! or i could just do away with the rest times that i've allocated myself with! and of course! try doing away with the &lt;em&gt;"computer times"&lt;/em&gt; which is, what i should say, &lt;strong&gt;impossible&lt;/strong&gt; or something along those lines. ohh eff it. and of course, no way am i going to ask my mom to keep my phone for me! that is such a nonsensical idea! hahaha. those gadgets are my life's staple food okay! (not that i eat them. it's just a matter of speech!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thank you aunty joanne for your time. and of course, im going to feel bad for making you come. shittttt! hahaha. aiyoh. my bad habit of feeling bad all the time. darn. and james, one more time you tell me your exams are over im going to stick my foot in your mouth! hahaha. and i cant wait for the &lt;em&gt;hollies&lt;/em&gt;! till then, it'll be a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;jolly-holly-mugging-season&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one-and-all, good-bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-2149092453236993902?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2149092453236993902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=2149092453236993902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2149092453236993902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2149092453236993902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-there_11.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-18690673464425346</id><published>2008-02-10T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T16:07:09.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh! &lt;strong&gt;5 days&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;u&gt;holiday&lt;/u&gt; just flew past like THAT! ohh mann! this means that there is school &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow. im a sucker for the holidays! darn darn damnit. i wish i was still back in KC where ever school day was welcoming. with lovely people and people who speak &lt;em&gt;english&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ohh for goodness sakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, after realising that the YF blog was somewhat dying, i decided to just create a facebook account for the YFs. hoping that this time it will work and not die half-way again (tho im rather certain it will.). anyways, im just so darn lazy to go to school. hahaha. cant stop harping on that one fact. ohh wells. CNY just flew by like &lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt;. whooosh! the video of james and basil performing the chicken dance is taking forever to upload on facebook. i think i shall cancel it. so lazy to &lt;em&gt;waittt&lt;/em&gt;. ohh btw, mass was &lt;strong&gt;hilarious&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday. hahaha. and thanks for the lift edward to parkway tho you may have already bull-dozered the 2 bangalas down on the road. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh wait. the video died halfway. lazy to reload. whadda heck. hahaha. doing some-sort of quiz on facebook. and i can hear my brother's chemistry tutor talking about acids and bases really loudly from downstairs. goodness. i think i enjoyed my own tuition last time. and i think i had like the bestest! so i dont need anymore. thank you very much :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just took some random test on facebook that told me that im &lt;em&gt;introverted&lt;/em&gt;. ohh-me-ohh-my! introverted? that's rubbish lurh. so far it's the only test that has told me this. goodness. hahaha. i shall retry it. if it still shows that im introverted, they need to revamp their test! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright! redid it. this time, i &lt;u&gt;concentrated&lt;/u&gt;! hahaha. and the results are stunningly true tho im not going to put the whole thing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENFJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ENFJs are lively and enthusiastic facilitators who apply warmth and vision to helping people and meeting their needs. They are aware of people's aspirations and develop plans of action to make those aspirations into reality. They like organization and closure. They are at their best facilitating situations that require interpersonal sensitivity. ENFJs are tolerant and appreciative of others, seeking involvement with them in life's tasks. They are able communicators who are liberal in showing appreciation for others."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness. it gets even more real when you actually read the &lt;u&gt;WHOLE&lt;/u&gt; thing! hahaha. okay. enough rants and yakking for the day!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-18690673464425346?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/18690673464425346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=18690673464425346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/18690673464425346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/18690673464425346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/gosh-5-days-of-holiday-just-flew-past.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-6121332970411166575</id><published>2008-02-09T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T16:35:22.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so there. the rest have left for mass at &lt;strong&gt;OLPS&lt;/strong&gt; and im only leaving at &lt;u&gt;5-ish&lt;/u&gt; for HFC's mass. meeting manda and edward later for mass and hopefully jerome too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shucks. i've realised how easily distracted i get (not that i didn know that in the past). or more easily distracted than ever. i've been on my &lt;strong&gt;business stats&lt;/strong&gt; tutorial since i woke up at &lt;strong&gt;12:45pm&lt;/strong&gt;. and im still at it. woah! goodness. i do one question, walk around the entire place, come back, do another question halfway, go to the toilet, come back, eat sweets, continue the question...you get the picture. explains why im still at it. goodness. feeling restless lately and the &lt;u&gt;concentration span&lt;/u&gt; is just as good as a kid. gosh. and exams are like it &lt;strong&gt;18 days&lt;/strong&gt;? brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tennis tmr. and can you believe it? &lt;strong&gt;5 days&lt;/strong&gt; of holiday &lt;em&gt;gone&lt;/em&gt;! gone just like &lt;u&gt;THAT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;. ohh-me-ohh-my&lt;/em&gt;! why must school start so soon! nevermind. few more days to go, just mug like madness, and an acad year is so overrr! whoopee! and ohh, the schedule is out for the month of march already! &lt;em&gt;YF canteen, Con2 rite of enrollment, youth mass planning(?)&lt;/em&gt;... yeah. i think i sense another busy month filled with activities. im sure they would add some joy to the holidays! and april too! then may... then &lt;u&gt;JUNE!&lt;/u&gt; hahaha. june june juneee! i shall go and register for driving in june!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright! back to my business stats! im aiming to finish it before i leave for church!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-6121332970411166575?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6121332970411166575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=6121332970411166575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6121332970411166575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6121332970411166575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-there.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-3499694769617647157</id><published>2008-02-09T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T16:27:26.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oooh! the &lt;strong&gt;mahjong clan&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;u&gt;still&lt;/u&gt; on. bring on the shuffling of tiles! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-3499694769617647157?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3499694769617647157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=3499694769617647157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3499694769617647157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3499694769617647157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/oooh-mahjong-clan-is-still-on.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-8538378348065231140</id><published>2008-02-08T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T20:38:46.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was nothing more than &lt;u&gt;uneventful&lt;/u&gt; really! other than aunty rosemary coming over in the late morning, nothing else eventful or CNY-ish was done. ohh yes. not counting the &lt;strong&gt;majong party&lt;/strong&gt; in the next room. obviously, im not playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, cousin, grandma and ah-kor stayed over. they played majong till like &lt;u&gt;4-ish am&lt;/u&gt;? omg. i was having a nice chat with faye from &lt;strong&gt;10:30&lt;/strong&gt;(?)pm till &lt;strong&gt;2:30&lt;/strong&gt;am before drifting into slumberland. was mugging throughout the night. okay. that's a lie. i was half-mugging, half crapping with bestest. she was chanting japanese to me cos she's learning that. felt like CNY was any other usual day where nothing really happens? guess we're getting older. and there's just no kick in receiving ang baos anymore (since you know the cold-hard-cash goes straight into the bank into the &lt;em&gt;study money&lt;/em&gt; section.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i shall reiterate the point that i &lt;strong&gt;will not&lt;/strong&gt; go to OLPS for mass. dunno why but i never enjoyed mass there. and i dont see the point why mom just go attend the &lt;strong&gt;4:45pm&lt;/strong&gt; mass with dad there before he goes to work and my brother and i can go happily attend mass at &lt;strong&gt;HFC&lt;/strong&gt;. ugh. cant she just be accomodating? not like we're going to run away from her. ughhhhh. i guess if you're involved in your church, after awhile, it kind of becomes your second home and you get so attached to the parish that you dont want to move off? i dunno. whatever the case is, i dont want to attend mass at OLPS tmr. case closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i guess that "exam-during-CNY-period" aint all that bad. after all, since CNY in singapore is such a quiet affair, i might as well spend my time doing something more productive than wait around to collect cash. dont ya agree more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-8538378348065231140?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/8538378348065231140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=8538378348065231140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8538378348065231140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8538378348065231140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-was-nothing-more-than-uneventful.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-6625537253347266777</id><published>2008-02-07T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T21:05:23.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oohh! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR 2008!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a great time on the &lt;u&gt;first&lt;/u&gt; day of this chinese/lunar new year! today was rather alright! started the new year by attending the &lt;strong&gt;10am&lt;/strong&gt; mass. i always enjoyed attending mass on &lt;u&gt;chinese new year&lt;/u&gt; (not b'cos of the oranges of course!) then went to pick cousin and ah-kor up at their place before heading to ah-pek's house to visit grandpa and grandma. spent awhile there and cousin and i finished up half his tin of rolled-up prawn thing. HAHAHA. whoops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to &lt;strong&gt;keppel club&lt;/strong&gt; for lunch with tua-koo, tua-kim, nana-che-che, nini-che-che, alvin kor kor, isabel, uncle peter, aunty fanny, felix, francoise, ahma, aunty shirley, my parents and my brother for &lt;em&gt;lunch&lt;/em&gt;. it was &lt;em&gt;peranakan&lt;/em&gt; so i didn really enjoy. all the same, thanks for the lunch! we had fun tossing the loh-hei thing all over the place and over everyone's hands and chopsticks. hahaha. then after lunch, went with felix, my brother, francoise, and alvin kor kor to the arcade to play. we played all the way to late-four pm. played pool, some animal game thing, the usual arcade games, the other version thingy of daytona (dunno how to spell) and those computer games thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went back to toa payoh to pick cousin and ah kor before sending aunty fanny and francoise to sennet ave. then we went to &lt;strong&gt;PP Giant&lt;/strong&gt; to attempt to get a majong table but they were out of stock. so now we're using the carum-board. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dinner back at my place with ah kor cooking. then now they're playing majong! hahaha. alrighty! time to go watch them play! tmr we're going to xi-koo's house and aunty rosemary's coming over!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-6625537253347266777?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6625537253347266777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=6625537253347266777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6625537253347266777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6625537253347266777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/oohh-happy-chinese-new-year-2008-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-2412589270670660819</id><published>2008-02-06T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T10:50:06.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as &lt;u&gt;CNY&lt;/u&gt; approaches, let's do a few thank-you notes to those we &lt;em&gt;love&amp;amp;treasure&lt;/em&gt; shant we? before i head off for &lt;strong&gt;1pm mass&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to the best bunch of idiots ever, HFC YFs.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always being there for me and also thanks for all the fun times we've had, be it running around, getting at each others' throats, camps, games, all sorts of events, meals with friggy, ganging up against francis... etc. may we have more of such craziness in the year ahead! way to go YFs! we are &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to my bestest bestie of 16 yrs and counting, faye.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being an idiot with me throughout these years especially during my studing period when i needed someone to be on the phone with me (although i had my mp3 plugged in both sides and you need not know that.) thanks for all the retarded shopping trips we've had and all the &lt;em&gt;christmas&amp;amp;easter&lt;/em&gt; masses we attend together year after year, and also for all the retarded presents that we end up loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to my greatest annoying woman ever, amanda tan.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello stinky-butt! thanks for all the crazy urges to spend and all the retarded clothes we bought on impulse (and never wearing them again.). thanks for listening to me when i rant my head off and also for all the "&lt;em&gt;i-pay-first-later-you-pay-me-back&lt;/em&gt;" stuff that we've conveniently forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to my stupid guy friend, james.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always being there when i needed someone to complain to and never failing to cheer me up and also, bearing the consequence of my anger. hahaha. thanks for just being a pure &lt;em&gt;pain-in-my-ass&lt;/em&gt; yet a great friend! and the sotongball, tennisball, basketball, rubberball, fishball nonsense that you always tag in people's blog. please dont sing for the CNY alright? we need our ears(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to the "lindsay lohan" copycat, edward.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the crazy car rides and nonsense along the way. even though we may have occasional disagreements, we still solve them in the end. and also thanks for all those KFC and burger king meals and what nots... infidel :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to my other great guy friend, jerome.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always taking time to listen to me rant rant and rant especially when people piss me off! can you come to church soon because i miss annoying you! thanks for all the encouragements throughout these years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to my lovely classmate, yeeboon.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyyy babe! thanks for all the great times we've had and all the jokes and mugging we've had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to my other lovely classmate, valerie loh.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always being there, so cheerful and all! love ya lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to my other lovely classmate, waany.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being the funny bunny you are! study hard alrighty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to my teapot goodfriend, audrey.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh teapot! when are we going outtt? miss ya loads old grumpy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty! have a great CNY ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-2412589270670660819?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2412589270670660819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=2412589270670660819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2412589270670660819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2412589270670660819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-cny-approaches-lets-do-few-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-636964161659780074</id><published>2008-02-05T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T23:16:39.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;ooohhh!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;drat&lt;/strong&gt;! it's just one of &lt;u&gt;those&lt;/u&gt; days where i &lt;strong&gt;really, truely &amp;amp; honestly&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;detest&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;u&gt;public transportation&lt;/u&gt;. humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed out of &lt;u&gt;accounting lecture&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;earlier&lt;/strong&gt; (mind you, i left at 6.05pm) only to realise that there was &lt;u&gt;NO way&lt;/u&gt; i was going to be able to push my way to the front of the massive crowd infront of &lt;strong&gt;69&lt;/strong&gt;. ohh wow-whee. so there went the bus. waited for a tragically long time before the next &lt;strong&gt;69&lt;/strong&gt; came. and low-and-behold, there was a &lt;strong&gt;massive traffic jam&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;ALL&lt;/u&gt; the way to &lt;em&gt;bedok interchange.&lt;/em&gt; okay. nevermind. waited for a rather long time before &lt;strong&gt;16&lt;/strong&gt; decided to come on its way. okay nevermind. stopped near &lt;u&gt;siglap cc&lt;/u&gt; to change bus &lt;u&gt;AGAIN&lt;/u&gt;. was in &lt;strong&gt;such&lt;/strong&gt; a hurry to get to church &lt;strong&gt;on time&lt;/strong&gt; because mass starts at &lt;u&gt;7pm&lt;/u&gt;. and when i was near siglap cc, it was already &lt;strong&gt;6.53pm&lt;/strong&gt;. ohh wow. and the blardy &lt;u&gt;13&lt;/u&gt; looked like a &lt;strong&gt;12&lt;/strong&gt; so i happily boarded it, thinking that i was &lt;u&gt;finally&lt;/u&gt; on my way to church. guess what, it turned into &lt;u&gt;marine parade&lt;/u&gt;. so i was like "ohh shit. great. brilliant. maybe 12 changed route today." till it turned into &lt;strong&gt;kc's area&lt;/strong&gt; (marine terrace.) then i knew that i must have been on the &lt;strong&gt;13&lt;/strong&gt; all along. fyi, marine terrace only has &lt;u&gt;3 buses&lt;/u&gt;. 13, 16 and 196. no way could i be on the 196 cos it doesn go to siglap cc area. and i was &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; certain i wasn on a 16. so i quicked alighted and jumped onboard the bus behind, a &lt;strong&gt;16&lt;/strong&gt; and alighted opposite &lt;strong&gt;kcp&lt;/strong&gt; and kinda "ran" all the way to church. mind you, it's a damn long walk. it's utter madness. reached church only to find that they were already receiving ashes. joined the queue and mom told me to come tmr instead. ohh wtf, i &lt;u&gt;wasn&lt;/u&gt; irresponsible. i did leave tp early. wthhh. talk about being unfortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the office to sit with &lt;u&gt;aunty audrey&lt;/u&gt;. james was there too. was feeling pretty pissed. anyways, had a talk about the &lt;strong&gt;fast&amp;amp;abstinence&lt;/strong&gt; thing. i realised we have to fast for the &lt;u&gt;whole&lt;/u&gt; day. not till sunset. humph. they found it fascinating i thought it was sunset. so it's just about another &lt;u&gt;1.15hrs&lt;/u&gt; and i can go rip open the cupboards to hunt for munchies. wheee! and humrph! i never knew that if i were to take meat on ash wed abstinence, i'll have to go for &lt;u&gt;confession&lt;/u&gt;. so i cancelled my &lt;u&gt;KFC order&lt;/u&gt; in the end. hahaha. shit man. temptations were really great today. so many foodie stuff kept popping up to tempt me. so &lt;em&gt;irresistable&lt;/em&gt; especially that &lt;strong&gt;carl's junior&lt;/strong&gt; advertisment! OHHMEOHHMY! hahaha. will-power! i knew i could do it! thank you God!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat at 3 sea ave to finish up some copying over for my accounting notes. then went to ask aunty audrey to draft the letter for the &lt;u&gt;sydney world youth day trip&lt;/u&gt; and then we went up for &lt;strong&gt;formation&lt;/strong&gt;. just to kaypo around for abit. then edward drove us to the bedok area near eastwood so i can pass my accounting things to aunty joanne. then went to the cold storage at eastwood to get some munchie donuts. it was closed. eff it. so we went for a &lt;strong&gt;frankel tour&lt;/strong&gt; and looked at all the &lt;u&gt;humungous&lt;/u&gt; houses with nice nice nice designs. ohh for the love of &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt; houses! i want a &lt;u&gt;NICE&lt;/u&gt; big house next time and i want my &lt;u&gt;7-seater car/s&lt;/u&gt; too! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home around &lt;strong&gt;10:30pm&lt;/strong&gt; only to find my parents out. ohh yesh. midnight shopping for CNY! hahaha. thanks edward for the ride! and mass tmr. since i kinda missed it today! and it's at &lt;strong&gt;1pm&lt;/strong&gt; so there! &lt;em&gt;omggg no school tmr!&lt;/em&gt; yesh! i dont have to get all uptight just seeing people i dont want to see! hahaha. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh did i say, im such a &lt;u&gt;model pupil&lt;/u&gt; man (kiss my feet. ugh.). i stayed in the library till &lt;strong&gt;4:55pm&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;12:35pm&lt;/strong&gt; to rewrite my accounting notes in ink (and also because i found it rather messy.). hahaha. wow. this is the longest time i've ever stayed in the library. dont intend to do so again though. i did it just to kill time before the &lt;u&gt;accounting make-up lecture&lt;/u&gt; at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i've nothing to rant about now. i think im done... &lt;em&gt;i think&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-636964161659780074?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/636964161659780074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=636964161659780074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/636964161659780074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/636964161659780074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/ooohhh-drat-its-just-one-of-those-days.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-7935126149624285951</id><published>2008-02-04T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:29:34.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;supposed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be hitting the books b'cos it's &lt;u&gt;THAT&lt;/u&gt; time of the year again. the time where you have no other choice but to hit the books and bury yourself in the piles and stacks of &lt;em&gt;books and notes&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i find it so darn hard to move it and just &lt;strong&gt;hit the books&lt;/strong&gt;! it seems to be an almost &lt;em&gt;impossible&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;unachievable&lt;/em&gt; aim which im striving hard to achieve. the first tottering steps are &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;hardest&lt;/strong&gt; so &lt;em&gt;tut-tut&lt;/em&gt; let's get a move on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping today with &lt;strong&gt;buddy&lt;/strong&gt;. was &lt;u&gt;supposed&lt;/u&gt; to go and get manda's present but mom wanted to meet me. but in the end she couldn so went out with &lt;strong&gt;buddy&lt;/strong&gt; instead. shopped for &lt;u&gt;CNY&lt;/u&gt; clothes like some mad-nuts. winded up the day whining about how &lt;em&gt;terribly&lt;/em&gt; painful the soles of my feet were. bought a &lt;u&gt;nice-material&lt;/u&gt; kind of shorts from &lt;strong&gt;G2000 blu&lt;/strong&gt; which is really nice. then got a skirt because i was simply too lazy to carry on shopping anymore. and ohh yesh! &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt;! i bought that nice pull-over from &lt;u&gt;dorothy perkins&lt;/u&gt; which i have been eyeing for a long-long time. im glad i bought it b'cos it's the &lt;u&gt;LAST&lt;/u&gt; piece. hahaha. nice timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at &lt;u&gt;sakae sushi&lt;/u&gt; (i've been craving that for the longest time ever.), the only place i actually go &lt;strong&gt;willingly&lt;/strong&gt; to have a &lt;em&gt;japanese&lt;/em&gt; lunch. not a great fan of jap food but the &lt;em&gt;kani-mayo salad sushi&lt;/em&gt; is the &lt;u&gt;ultimate&lt;/u&gt;. you've got to try it. then walked to &lt;strong&gt;raffles city&lt;/strong&gt; to get some &lt;u&gt;ka-ching&lt;/u&gt; from mom and said "hello-s" to her friends. then we walked back to marina to &lt;em&gt;shop-shop-&amp;amp;shop&lt;/em&gt; before heading for &lt;strong&gt;suntec&lt;/strong&gt; for more &lt;em&gt;shopping&lt;/em&gt; and walked all the way till &lt;strong&gt;6-ish&lt;/strong&gt; before buddy &lt;u&gt;finally&lt;/u&gt; bought her top from &lt;u&gt;topshop&lt;/u&gt; (even though she claims that she wont ever go to topshop b'cos everyone has the same thing.). then went to buy her &lt;strong&gt;awful smelling&lt;/strong&gt; tea from &lt;em&gt;anderson&lt;/em&gt; (oooh! i had nice mint ice-cream. hello more flabs! ugh.) before heading back home in the most crowded bus ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then home-ed before testing out my new CNY clothes. alright. time to hit the stacks. &lt;em&gt;hoo-boy!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;homerun&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-7935126149624285951?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7935126149624285951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=7935126149624285951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7935126149624285951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7935126149624285951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-know-im-supposed-to-be-hitting-books.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-5290218777954108973</id><published>2008-02-03T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T14:34:49.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrighty! about &lt;strong&gt;commissioning mass&lt;/strong&gt;. it was &lt;u&gt;great&lt;/u&gt; really. although the &lt;u&gt;planning&lt;/u&gt; beforehand was totally &lt;em&gt;screwed up&lt;/em&gt; with different parties being uninformed and unclear of what needs to be done. unhappy feelings were flying everywhere with minor disputes erupting. in the end, edward had to go home and print his article and i was supposed to go back too (which i found rather ridiculous), so i got dear bestie to print and fax it over to the church. THANK YOU!(: and also a great big &lt;strong&gt;thank you&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;u&gt;aunty audrey&lt;/u&gt; for letting us use the fax machine! sat in friggy's office for abit because my feet were being subjected to slow torture in my heels. anyways, lesson learnt, dont leave everything to the last minute and always keep all parties informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to &lt;strong&gt;aunty gwen&lt;/strong&gt; who allowed us to use her room to store our bags and what-nots! those who had yet to change into their formal clothes decided to use the room to change. james was being a perv! hahaha. staring at girls. so in the end, eunice gave him a chair to sit facing the wall. hahaha. rushed up and down to tie up lose ends and get all the offertory things ready. ohh btw, i presume that 'A' level GP paper must really suck (from the way friggy was explaining to us about sentence structure and other blah-blahs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yea! thanks to all the &lt;strong&gt;catechists&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;parents&lt;/strong&gt; who came down to show their support for us! and also a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BIG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thank you to the &lt;em&gt;liturgical committee&lt;/em&gt; for helping us! and to all the aunties and uncles who offered us their congratulations! especially huge thanks to &lt;u&gt;dominic, francis, fr pat, fr chris and friggy!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass. couldn sit still. you know how &lt;strong&gt;tough&lt;/strong&gt; it is to sit still in your seat in &lt;u&gt;formal wear&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;em&gt;ohh-me-oh-my&lt;/em&gt;. try it. hahaha. sat next to andrew who was being a prat by saying "it's good to be a guy!" cos they dont have to paste loads of plasters on their feet when in formal wear. hahaha. whatever mannn. sab was providing me with free entertainment since manda was one row infront of me. &lt;strong&gt;comissioning&lt;/strong&gt;. it was kinda nerve-wrecking. i was &lt;u&gt;damn&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;helluva&lt;/em&gt; nervous. you know the perfection part and unison part? yeah. killer i tell you. we practise not to disappoint and i hope we didn disappoint(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;father pat did the blessing (i dont know why?) and father chris stood at the side. weird stuff. weird stuff. then went to the back for offertory. apparently i walked too fast as according to aunty joanne. aiyah. nerves! they got the better of me sadly. hahaha. father pat was grinning at the YF book and i was like &lt;strong&gt;OMG&lt;/strong&gt;! hahaha. edward has officially become &lt;em&gt;edward rahboo&lt;/em&gt;! hahaha. father pat called him that. couldn stop laughing so didn really get his speech. then after mass, manda and i sprinted to the toilet. and the floor was &lt;em&gt;"pee stained"&lt;/em&gt;. omg. YUCKS. and ohh. did i say, father pat wanted a hug. or gave us a hug rather. hahaha. manda was giving me the &lt;em&gt;"omgawd"&lt;/em&gt; look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met people at the &lt;u&gt;foyer&lt;/u&gt; of the church hall. hugs and hugs and more hugs from lovely people. hahaha. people i haven seen inabsolute aeons. then &lt;u&gt;photo-taking&lt;/u&gt; with james's phone because my camera was in edward's car in my bag and his parents drove the car home. hahaha. gay photos and nice ones. we looked like a bunch of unripe &lt;u&gt;lawyers&lt;/u&gt;. how's that for a start? hahaha. photos are &lt;strong&gt;below:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162579002374834418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R6UqQAlxSPI/AAAAAAAAASw/zNEryyGihVk/s200/02022008099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the gay partners' association chairmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162579015259736322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R6UqQwlxSQI/AAAAAAAAAS4/IZridje4-J0/s200/02022008104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO Fr PAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162579023849670930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R6UqRQlxSRI/AAAAAAAAATA/3tDPshL87Nw/s200/02022008105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fr Pat with the YFs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162578237870655650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R6UpjglxSKI/AAAAAAAAASI/__zGX39YuTg/s200/02022008094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;unripe lawyers. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162578242165622962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R6UpjwlxSLI/AAAAAAAAASQ/pzH6SPqr2Do/s200/02022008095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;happy happy YFs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162578250755557570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R6UpkQlxSMI/AAAAAAAAASY/sZ0JQHGQmh4/s200/02022008096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the &lt;u&gt;10&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;commissioned&lt;/strong&gt; YFs! well done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R6UplglxSOI/AAAAAAAAASo/mrfdAS7SwZY/s1600-h/02022008098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162578272230394082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R6UplglxSOI/AAAAAAAAASo/mrfdAS7SwZY/s200/02022008098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BIG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; happy family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had &lt;strong&gt;chalet BBQ&lt;/strong&gt; afterwards. we only left church near 9pm. we were all hiding in friggy's office relaxing after a hard day's work. hearing him preach in chinese mass resulted in us rolling in peals of laughter. took &lt;strong&gt;3 cabs&lt;/strong&gt; in total. now im officially broke. edward was like Santa Claus giving out $1 coins for the entrance in &lt;u&gt;downtown east chalet&lt;/u&gt;. olivia and darryl came along too for the BBQ. then went to the room and slept and watched &lt;em&gt;space jam&lt;/em&gt;. then had some stuff to eat and left the place at around &lt;strong&gt;11.30pm&lt;/strong&gt;. cabbed back with james while &lt;u&gt;basil, furt, oli and darryl&lt;/u&gt; took the bus back. our house is so darn far lurh! hahaha. james and i were freaked out by the taxi driver who had an ultra scheming look. so insisted he drop me off first. hahaha. &lt;strong&gt;BE A MAN!&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha. reached home around &lt;u&gt;11.45pm&lt;/u&gt;? then drank ALOT and ate a subway cookie and sent out loads of &lt;strong&gt;thank you&lt;/strong&gt; emails to those who helped in one way or another for the &lt;u&gt;YF Commissioning Mass&lt;/u&gt;. then slept. photos are &lt;strong&gt;below:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162580119066331442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R6UrRAlxSTI/AAAAAAAAATQ/4N0uerKysWY/s200/Image085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;furt, oli and myself. just to annoy james, he posed and we didn take him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162580127656266050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R6UrRglxSUI/AAAAAAAAATY/6-rwfLnM1Go/s200/Image086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;being nice, i took one with him. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162580136246200658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R6UrSAlxSVI/AAAAAAAAATg/zNh6xM2hwHI/s200/Image087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and darryl was just stoning. hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then woke up this morning.&lt;strong&gt; TENNIS&lt;/strong&gt; training. so much running and all. came back, ate, bath and &lt;u&gt;SLEPT&lt;/u&gt; till faye woke me up at &lt;u&gt;1-ish&lt;/u&gt; to tell me that she was going home that i was supposed to walk her &lt;strong&gt;downstairs&lt;/strong&gt;. hahaha. lazy to walk her out. so i just marched down the stairs and asked my maid to open the front door for her. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now it's pouring. so back to BED(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-5290218777954108973?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/5290218777954108973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=5290218777954108973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/5290218777954108973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/5290218777954108973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/alrighty-about-commissioning-mass.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R6UqQAlxSPI/AAAAAAAAASw/zNEryyGihVk/s72-c/02022008099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-1870073768938081282</id><published>2008-02-03T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T00:26:18.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;commissioning mass&lt;/strong&gt; was a &lt;u&gt;blast&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;BBQ&lt;/strong&gt; was an even greater &lt;u&gt;blast&lt;/u&gt;. and sending loads of &lt;u&gt;thank-you emails&lt;/u&gt; out to the people in church is not a &lt;strong&gt;blast&lt;/strong&gt; sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dead tired. i shall blog about all these tomorrow. for now, shower. then &lt;strong&gt;B-E-D.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-1870073768938081282?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1870073768938081282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=1870073768938081282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1870073768938081282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1870073768938081282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/commissioning-mass-was-blast.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-2131595460225135015</id><published>2008-02-02T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T11:36:34.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;ohh-me-ohh-my!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sociology&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;u&gt;finally&lt;/u&gt; over! whoopeedeedoodle!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall i must say it was a &lt;strong&gt;fair &lt;/strong&gt;paper. but being near &lt;em&gt;inadequately prepared&lt;/em&gt;, i forgot all, or most, of the &lt;strong&gt;technical terms&lt;/strong&gt;. but i still managed to complete the paper without a sense of regret that i didn study hard enough. the power of &lt;u&gt;english!&lt;/u&gt; hahaha. learn to exaggerate small points into &lt;em&gt;looonnnggg&lt;/em&gt; sentences! hahaha. no more sociology &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;! hahaha. it's amazing how such a small and insignificant (okay. it &lt;u&gt;IS&lt;/u&gt; significant.) subject can cause me so much &lt;strong&gt;grief&lt;/strong&gt;. hahaha. let's all clap and shout HOORAY! it's OVER!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, &lt;strong&gt;commissioning mass&lt;/strong&gt; later on. final preps must be done for the offertory item...etc. after that, it's &lt;u&gt;PARTY TIME&lt;/u&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;downtown east&lt;/strong&gt;! hahaha. thanks to amanda who got the chalet. hahaha. and ohh ohh! i hope my formal clothes is dry already. let's go and check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-brb-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after today, it's time to do &lt;strong&gt;serious&lt;/strong&gt; mugging. i mean like, the sociology test just goes to show last-minute mugging aint my thing. so just put in a lil' more effort and YAY! &lt;strong&gt;h-o-l-i-d-a-y&lt;/strong&gt;! and also, the closure of one academic year! can you image all the fun we can have during the holidays? hahaha. just some great time to spend with friends and family and people you treasure. and not with the people who wish you dont have to meet! ohh the joy of it! though i'll miss afew classmates like eby and meh! ohh. i think it's just the two of them lurh. hahah. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im seriously off to do some prep things.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-2131595460225135015?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2131595460225135015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=2131595460225135015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2131595460225135015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2131595460225135015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/ohh-me-ohh-my-sociology-is-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-399918276745372418</id><published>2008-02-01T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T22:10:10.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMANDA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well helloo! you know what? &lt;u&gt;teepee&lt;/u&gt; is like a total &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SPOILER!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; first they wreck the &lt;strong&gt;christmas wait,&lt;/strong&gt; then they wreck the &lt;strong&gt;CNY Spirit&lt;/strong&gt; (ehh. hello. i want to go on a &lt;em&gt;ang bao&lt;/em&gt; collection spree. heeheehee:P) and they have to put the &lt;strong&gt;CDS Common Test&lt;/strong&gt; on the &lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/u&gt; of amanda's birthday and of all, &lt;u&gt;day of commissioning mass!&lt;/u&gt; what a total spoiler lurh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to TEEPEE i had to leave amanda's BBQ early! i only got to go there for a miserable &lt;strong&gt;2 hours&lt;/strong&gt; since i am inadequately prepared for tomorrow's test (which makes you wonder what im doing here online.) had to leave early to come back and mug, mug, and mug. the BBQ was funny. tho the weather wasn on our side. BBQ in the rain, BBQ in the shelter which had the words in bold "&lt;strong&gt;NO BBQ&lt;/strong&gt;" which we conveniently ignored. you see, ignorance is &lt;em&gt;bliss&lt;/em&gt;. that i have to totally agree with. you should hear us shriek when the &lt;em&gt;otah&lt;/em&gt; caught fire. hahaha. priceless. nevermind, we're going back tomorrow, armed with a large bottle of &lt;u&gt;diet coke &amp;amp; a tube of mentos&lt;/u&gt;. hahaha. wont that be fun? duhhh. woman, i owe you a present. we shall go get it on monday. &lt;u&gt;build-a-bear&lt;/u&gt;. sadly i left before the rest of the YFs could come. nevermind. tomorrow. tomorrow.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda's classmates a so nice lurh. which leaves me a lil' envious. ohh wells. and i doubt they'll ever make her feel left out. shit la. why must i always end up with people i cant click with? people who make me feel like im talking to myself all the time. and people who think that &lt;em&gt;bonding&lt;/em&gt; only refers to a small group in the class. if you want the class to bond, why not involve everyone rather than be boisterous in the small eff-ing clique you are in? nevermind. soon. hopefully i'll get nice classmates in the next academic year. i think i can click with her classmates better than my own. ughhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait till im &lt;strong&gt;8teen&lt;/strong&gt;! hahaha. june june juneeeee! then i can go take my &lt;u&gt;auto-driving&lt;/u&gt; (ooh! did i say i made up my mind to take &lt;u&gt;auto&lt;/u&gt; already?), go into casinos (yay! but im not going to play.) and watch M18 movies! hahaha. bliss. then we shall go to ECP and have a great partayyy! hahaha. i'll invited all the YFs and church people, bestie, audrey, some ex-classmates from sec405 i guess. hahaha. cant wait lurh seriously. tho it'll be a BBQ... again. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. enough of all these pre-birthday plannings. time to mug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-399918276745372418?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/399918276745372418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=399918276745372418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/399918276745372418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/399918276745372418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-amanda-in-advance.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-7827669526807143593</id><published>2008-02-01T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T21:54:47.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shsshh! im mugging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for my sociology test tmr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-7827669526807143593?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7827669526807143593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=7827669526807143593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7827669526807143593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7827669526807143593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/02/shsshh-im-mugging-for-my-sociology-test.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-6329884021993370482</id><published>2008-01-31T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T08:30:25.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;tired&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. tho i cant complain of &lt;u&gt;knee-aches&lt;/u&gt; since the others got it worst than me. but trust me, kneeling and standing up at the sanctuary isn exactly what i would call &lt;u&gt;pleasurable&lt;/u&gt;. unfortunately francis and dominic are looking for &lt;em&gt;in-unison&lt;/em&gt; hence, the numberous practices we were subjected to. thank goodness my position is at the center of the sanctuary where thankfully, my knees wont be subjected to that much torture. why? it's &lt;strong&gt;Carpeted!&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha. sorry those who dont get the carpet. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;speech&amp;amp;drama&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; session with dominic had the whole lot of us in peals of laughter. (i hope he didn notice all the sniggering. and especially edward's loud retort of "deaf arh!" after we didn a stanza of the prayer since dominic didn respond after we stopped.) even the walk-up to the altar was pretty funny. only the center "square" is to be used. and we were supposed to "mark" our square. hahaha. if only we could use masking tape and make a big cross on the floor with our names on it. hahaha. ralph was making fun of all the pronounciation of the words. funny idiots these people hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was funny. amanda's mouth has &lt;u&gt;expanded!&lt;/u&gt; i cant eat a burger that fast. and as usual, i finished last. ohh wow-whee. what's new? all the disgusting "bird-eyeballs" or was it "rat-eyeballs" jokes? hahaha. and edward proudly declared that was francis was "impotent" which resulted in dominic's retort that francis was the only person amongst us who had proved to be otherwise. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home-ed after. i think i need to study a lil' before sleeping. ohh, guess what? &lt;u&gt;sociology presention&lt;/u&gt; was nothing less than &lt;strong&gt;screwed up&lt;/strong&gt;. ohh eff it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-6329884021993370482?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6329884021993370482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=6329884021993370482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6329884021993370482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6329884021993370482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-really-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-2324300240772416687</id><published>2008-01-30T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:38:40.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>from the &lt;u&gt;start&lt;/u&gt; of the week, it has been rather &lt;strong&gt;hectic&lt;/strong&gt; with me trying to balance and juggle everything at one go. i cant wait for the week to be up, because that would simply mean that &lt;u&gt;sociology presentation, marketing project, sociology test, sociology project and commissioning mass&lt;/u&gt; would have been all over. as far as im concerned, doing everything right from the &lt;em&gt;start&lt;/em&gt; to the &lt;em&gt;end&lt;/em&gt; is simply the most important thing on my book, although it literally encompasses every little thing. strange, it may seem, that a week is able to contain so many important occurances in our lives. but that's the way things work. so we'll just have to tolerate i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well so. class was nothing much today. was really rather distracted. tried my best to focus in &lt;u&gt;accounting&lt;/u&gt; but to no avail. the brain didn want to cooperate, leaving me with no choice but to just sit there and stare blankly at my &lt;u&gt;half-baked&lt;/u&gt; tutorial and the board which had loads of facts staring at me. quite obviously, i just stared back at what was written then, only taking some notes here and there. this, is definately not a promising sign, considering the fact that the exams are a mere &lt;u&gt;3 weeks&lt;/u&gt; away (including the CNY holidays.). how terribly cramp. but on the plus side, a year in &lt;u&gt;poly&lt;/u&gt; would finally be over and the closure for the &lt;em&gt;"freshman"&lt;/em&gt; year would be nothing less than extremely pleasant. well, in order for the holidays after the exams to be a pleasant one, you wouldn be too slack, given the time constraint. so, &lt;u&gt;chop-chop&lt;/u&gt; and let's just do what needs to be done. in my opinion, that would be &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, as i slowly wait for the video to load (Billy Elliot that is) for the &lt;u&gt;sociology presentation&lt;/u&gt; tomorrow, i shall take a quite nap and start mugging for the test on sat after. figuring out that last minute work isn going to work at the eleventh hour isn exactly what i would call... brilliant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-2324300240772416687?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2324300240772416687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=2324300240772416687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2324300240772416687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2324300240772416687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/from-start-of-week-it-has-been-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-1271353059216531927</id><published>2008-01-29T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:06:10.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school was pretty much the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;usuals&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. nothing new except i paid attention in lectures today. especially &lt;strong&gt;business stats&lt;/strong&gt; since i must say im not good at it yet. was pretty hopeless at tutorial for &lt;u&gt;business stats&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed off to church after. it was &lt;u&gt;pouring&lt;/u&gt; like madness. my books were wet. &lt;em&gt;ughhhhh&lt;/em&gt;. shall get them dried. decided to mug hard but ended up getting really distracted. walked up and down the church before finally settling down to mug for abit. saw priscilla the YF and chatted abit. then "dinner" with francis. more like he sit there, eat and talk, i just sit there and answer question. felt like an interview. pretty awkward cos he was looking stern and all. then went back to church with him since &lt;strong&gt;jago&lt;/strong&gt; was fly-infested and i was getting really pissed about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached church. he &lt;u&gt;refused&lt;/u&gt; to let me sit down, claiming that he needed to walk around after dinner. &lt;em&gt;yeah right&lt;/em&gt;. got really annoyed after he made me walk up and down and up and down around the carpark. so i made my stand about it and &lt;u&gt;kinda&lt;/u&gt; insisted i not continue walking. then hid at the side of the columbrium since he didn want to see &lt;strong&gt;ba chang&lt;/strong&gt;. omg. i cant believe i actually paid her a compliment. wtf. i didn know it was her from the back alright! next time i'll say that any woman who walked past me is f-a-t-FAT. so he cant say i paid ba chang a compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally went to sit inside the &lt;strong&gt;cath office&lt;/strong&gt;. continued the "interview" session which was really ugh. stated my stand about certain YF issues which i felt were of high importance. after which, we did some prayer which is called "vespers" or something of the sort. i had to sing by myself since the song was pretty high pitched and the fella called francis couldn reach the pitch. abit out of tune cos of a slightly unwell throat (for yelling in the carpark that i didn want to walk any more.). interesting short prayer huh. then after that, played "taboo" while waiting for &lt;strong&gt;YFP&lt;/strong&gt; to start. goodness. that guy's got no childhood i swear HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YFP&lt;/strong&gt; started. opening prayer. then sabby, basil, rabot, manda and i went for dinner. bum-ed around for abit before going back to church. discussed with fr chris, fr iggy and fr pat about sat's comm mass. whoo! fr pat's going to make it &lt;strong&gt;G-R-A-N-D&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;grand!&lt;/u&gt; hahaha. played with fr iggy's rat. damn cute lurh that creature. then went to fr chris's office to discuss about the letter for WYD07 in case the school wont allow us &lt;strong&gt;LOAs&lt;/strong&gt;. looked through the really interesting book on the priests' vestments. it's a catalogue. OMG. so damn cool i tell ya! &lt;u&gt;pink vestments!&lt;/u&gt; hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty. mugging time. loads of unaccomplished tutorials.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-1271353059216531927?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1271353059216531927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=1271353059216531927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1271353059216531927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1271353059216531927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-was-pretty-much-usuals.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-1036862163107464456</id><published>2008-01-28T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T18:26:40.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>overall, the presentation for &lt;u&gt;organisation behaviour&lt;/u&gt; went rather &lt;strong&gt;smoothly&lt;/strong&gt;. considering the fact that we were not even really prepared and only finished our powerpoint the night before (meaning, last night.) and the script as well, we pulled off smoothly. Had to go earlier to practice and so we decided to meet up at &lt;strong&gt;8am &lt;/strong&gt;at business school to do it but only &lt;em&gt;yeeboon&lt;/em&gt; and i were early. nevermind all that now. so were practised once through and i must say, wearing the good ol' &lt;strong&gt;kcian blue&lt;/strong&gt; made me feel a tad bit &lt;em&gt;"school-sick"&lt;/em&gt; and left me with a longing feeling to wear that good ol' &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;blue&amp;amp;white&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;back again. nevertheless, i got to use it again. so no complains there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our skit was &lt;u&gt;supposed&lt;/u&gt; to be &lt;strong&gt;touching&lt;/strong&gt; but it turned out to be &lt;u&gt;hilarious&lt;/u&gt; which had the audience in peals of laughter. so that's something. before the presentation, i was rather "&lt;em&gt;kan-cheong&lt;/em&gt;". but truth be told, there was nothing much to be afraid of as firstly, this is my &lt;strong&gt;class&lt;/strong&gt;. ohh heavens! we've known each other for almost a year! and secondly, i felt his power working thru me. thank you God! somethings are unexplainable and this is it. you dont need a sign to know when he's working, you just &lt;u&gt;feel&lt;/u&gt; it. (at least that's what happens to me.) and lastly, mrs see is really nice so i dont feel intimidated at all. and after all, a presentation cant be all that bad right? i mean how much can you screw up within a short time span of &lt;u&gt;20mins&lt;/u&gt;? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, working on my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;marketing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; project. cant wait to get it over and done with. im still trying to enjoy marketing. boo me! maybe i will soon enough. one more presentation to go (sociology) and 2 more submissions (sociology &amp;amp; marketing.) and the week will be over! thank goodness for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;commissioning mass&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! time to get it started!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-1036862163107464456?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1036862163107464456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=1036862163107464456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1036862163107464456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1036862163107464456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/overall-presentation-for-organisation.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-2271172400051703071</id><published>2008-01-27T12:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T12:21:07.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i sometimes wish that &lt;em&gt;God&lt;/em&gt; would give me more directions in my life. feeling pretty &lt;strong&gt;direction-less&lt;/strong&gt; at the moment. so many things to complete and so &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;little&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; time. more and more assignments are coming in rapidly and from all aspects of my life. especially &lt;u&gt;school&lt;/u&gt;. with more and more projects reaching its submission dates! thank goodness for an outlet, which, to say, is &lt;u&gt;SHOPPING&lt;/u&gt;! aha! &lt;em&gt;retail therapy&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;converse sales.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(fast-forward. lazy to talk about it. spent loads of cash.)&lt;br /&gt;they had plenty of cheap goods. but the slightly more expensive ones were more appealing. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, going to take a bath after tennis and shopping! tennis was the best(!) today! played well today! tho i cant still do the &lt;u&gt;slice-spin&lt;/u&gt;. nevermind! slowly! one thing at a time aye! alright bath-time! fool of a bestie is going to use the laptop now. &lt;strong&gt;faye the &lt;u&gt;fool!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-2271172400051703071?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2271172400051703071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=2271172400051703071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2271172400051703071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2271172400051703071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-sometimes-wish-that-god-would-give-me.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-1587777338493409418</id><published>2008-01-26T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T20:43:45.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How lovely on the mountains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;are the feet of him,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who brings good news, good news;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Announcing peace,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;proclaiming news of happiness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our God Reigns!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our God Reigns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our God reigns! Our God reigns!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our God reigns! Our God reigns!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our God reigns! Our God reigns!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our God reigns! Our God reigns!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He had no stately form, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He had no majesty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That we should be drawn to Him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was despised and we took no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;account of Him.Yet now He reigns,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with the Most High.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was our sin and guilt that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bruised and wounded Him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was our sin that brought Him down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we like sheep had gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;astray our Shepherd came,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And on His shoulders &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He bore our shame.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meek as a lamb, that's led&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;out to the slaughterhouse,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dumb as a sheep,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;before it's shearer;His life ran down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;upon the ground like pouring rain,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That we might be born-again!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out from the tomb He came with &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;grace and majesty;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is alive, He is alive!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God loves us so, see here His hands,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His feet, His side;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And yes, we know, He is alive!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church today was pretty alright! settled (or in the midst) of settling the comm mass for next week with aunty jac. amanda (office) is damn funny. hahaha. im &lt;u&gt;aunty audrey&lt;/u&gt; for the day! hahaha. say &lt;strong&gt;hello&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;em&gt;audrey&lt;/em&gt; everyone! was pretty exhausted by class (only the treasure hunt part). played &lt;u&gt;hangman&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;tic-tac-toe&lt;/u&gt; with benson's niece and nephew before cath class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass-ed after that. really exhausted now and i've got loads of things to do. well well well! &lt;strike&gt;burnout&lt;/strike&gt; time. i &lt;u&gt;hope&lt;/u&gt; not. ughhh. come on God! i've still got loads of things to do i think? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-1587777338493409418?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1587777338493409418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=1587777338493409418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1587777338493409418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1587777338493409418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-lovely-on-mountains-are-feet-of-him.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-3854997198754830644</id><published>2008-01-26T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T13:25:25.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;sleepy&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that seems to be the most commonly used word in my &lt;u&gt;vocabulary&lt;/u&gt; at this point in time with the exception of &lt;em&gt;"dont be gayyy!".&lt;/em&gt; yeah. what a limited vocabulary. hahaha. anyways, piano was alright. im lovin' in! (macadee's trademark line. whoopsi!) i think i'll prolly be doing a &lt;strong&gt;duet&lt;/strong&gt; this year because i dont want to do a solo this year. nice song really! by &lt;u&gt;Mozart&lt;/u&gt; "&lt;em&gt;Eine kleine Nachtmusik&lt;/em&gt;". it's really nice. except there will be &lt;u&gt;6&lt;/u&gt; people to complete the various &lt;strong&gt;3 movements&lt;/strong&gt; for the piece. sweet! hahaha. i'll be doing the &lt;u&gt;first movement&lt;/u&gt; presumably with &lt;em&gt;alicia, &lt;/em&gt;my duet partner from last year when i played a duet piece by &lt;strong&gt;Moszkowski&lt;/strong&gt; i think? yeah. something along those lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after that, went to the &lt;u&gt;club&lt;/u&gt; for a nice &lt;em&gt;mocha&lt;/em&gt; while trying to copy nisha's &lt;u&gt;sociology&lt;/u&gt; notes seeing that i never do attend the lectures. (&lt;em&gt;that's bad aint it?&lt;/em&gt;). well. i'll go next week! then i'll make the figure jump from &lt;u&gt;2&lt;/u&gt; to &lt;u&gt;3&lt;/u&gt; times which is the number of times i've attended the lecture throughout the semester. how absolutely shocking aint it? yeah. i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church later at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2.45pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the scoop shop. meeting benson. aiyooo so early! ahh heck. anyways i owe him one for doing up the games part for me for today's lesson considering the fact i was so overwelmed by work throughout the week or shall i say? month? yeah. that's more like it! with only one week left before &lt;strong&gt;commissioning mass, &lt;/strong&gt;i presume the week will be more busy than ever! seeing that we've got many loose ends to tie up for the &lt;u&gt;commissioning mass&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;em&gt;chop-chop&lt;/em&gt; then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read one of my classmate's blog. i somehow get a strange feeling she's mentioning about me? call it sensitive. but i &lt;u&gt;presume&lt;/u&gt; it's me. but it's bad to presume aint it? still. &lt;em&gt;-oooh wait! i've got to give buddy a call!-&lt;/em&gt; sorry. random. i've got a bad habit of being random ya see! and i can so hear my mom's show from my room. gosh. what awful chinese high pitched screams emitting from the telly! she's watching "lust, caution" and i presume it must be the sensored version. how un-fun. hahaha. yes yes. i know im diverting from the topic i was originally talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. anyways, i dont give a damn what my classmates think of me (except for a handful. really!). like friends i believe i can trust on! and i think it's like only one? or two maybe? especially &lt;em&gt;yeeboon&lt;/em&gt; and i think (yes. think is the right word.), &lt;em&gt;valerie loh&lt;/em&gt; a.k.a&lt;em&gt; meh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;some people just have to focus so much on bonding. if the class doesn want to bond, and you're forcing them to do so, that's just &lt;strong&gt;dumb&lt;/strong&gt;. really. it's not like we're going to be one cohesive group and spend &lt;u&gt;3 years&lt;/u&gt; of our poly life as a class! come on. we're all grown up and no one is going to be so submissive as to follow just one leader. people have their own "outside pals" to bond with seeing that such pals have been with you through &lt;em&gt;thick-and-thin&lt;/em&gt; and that seeing their faces doesn give you the itching feeling of slapping it at all. although such friends have pissed you off previously and made you more miserable then ever, you've already gotten &lt;em&gt;heart-to-heart talks&lt;/em&gt; with them although it may have hurt really badly during the reconciliation period. at least you learn from your mistakes and gradually change instead of never ever finding out from them about what they dislike about you. such people who hide the truth from you can hardly be classified as &lt;u&gt;friend&lt;/u&gt;. instead, they seem to come across more as &lt;strong&gt;foes&lt;/strong&gt;. ohh really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and really, if she's talking about me, let me make this clear. friendships that are "&lt;em&gt;hi-and-bye"&lt;/em&gt;, in my opinion, is really nothing more than a waste of time and basically, just for the sake of company. if you find me fake, let me tell you this, you're not much better if that's the case. and i've been my true self throughout the period of being your classmate. i've shown when im not happy, happy, sad, not sad, pissed off, relaxed...etc. i dont even bother acting happy when  im not. and i shant bother doing an indept analysis of the blog post because, like i said, it's just a hunch i've got that the post is about me. and my hunch cant always be right (tho most of the time it is.). i shall only do it should the post be about me. if not, then ignore whatever has been said above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to &lt;u&gt;audrey tay sok jen&lt;/u&gt; a.k.a &lt;em&gt;teapot tay&lt;/em&gt; on msn now. pretty funny. hahaha. miss ya you grouchy old thing! hahaha. i miss you and faye and all the other pretty KCians so much! (alright! bimbo much there!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Drey] takes SO MUCH delight in scolding people you know? says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my sch team ppl are damn bitchy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Drey] takes SO MUCH delight in scolding people you know? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even some of the guys are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Drey] takes SO MUCH delight in scolding people you know? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valerievanessatan. hello croc! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHA. guys ARE bitchy even tho they claim not to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Drey] takes SO MUCH delight in scolding people you know? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i gotta split! catch up with you some other time k?&lt;br /&gt;CYA PORKBUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valerievanessatan. hello croc! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYA TEAPOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Drey] takes SO MUCH delight in scolding people you know? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valerievanessatan. hello croc! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ad PORKBUN is JOAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valerievanessatan. hello croc! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;NOT ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valerievanessatan. hello croc! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you FOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valerievanessatan. hello croc! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valerievanessatan. hello croc! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean boodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valerievanessatan. hello croc! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valerievanessatan. hello croc! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;GOODBYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Drey] takes SO MUCH delight in scolding people you know? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then what are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valerievanessatan. hello croc! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;errr. nemo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valerievanessatan. hello croc! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hamster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valerievanessatan. hello croc! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choose one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Drey] takes SO MUCH delight in scolding people you know? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE MONSTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valerievanessatan. hello croc! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. whatever mannn! bybye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Drey] takes SO MUCH delight in scolding people you know? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;u&gt;james maximillian ignatius kwa yuxuan&lt;/u&gt; is singing over the phone. and singing a french song somemore. &lt;em&gt;"Un Ange Frappe A Ma Porte".&lt;/em&gt; aiyooo. he's warping my good impression of that song! and now he's singing &lt;em&gt;"you are mine" &lt;/em&gt;from the hymnal to me now. SO HORRID! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. lunch now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-3854997198754830644?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3854997198754830644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=3854997198754830644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3854997198754830644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3854997198754830644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/sleepy-i-think-that-seems-to-be-most.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-7103646986840344250</id><published>2008-01-25T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T00:09:47.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i wont see an &lt;strong&gt;'A'&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;u&gt;accounting coursework&lt;/u&gt; already. which also goes to say, i &lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt; i screwed up the test again. well, i &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; i was &lt;strong&gt;sufficiently&lt;/strong&gt; prepared. but alas! it wasn meant to be, i guess. so what's left to do is to really &lt;u&gt;buck up&lt;/u&gt; for the &lt;strong&gt;main examination&lt;/strong&gt;. ohh come on! it's not that far away you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i feel bad. especially to the people who really spent alot of time trying to help me understand accounting facts. ahh. ohh wells. some things are just meant to be right? god has already planned my life. so im just executing it. no point being all grouchy and sulky over a failed experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving along, went for lunch at &lt;strong&gt;PP&lt;/strong&gt; with faye and josh. lunch-ed at ajisen ramen. im not a fan for their food there tho! still having cravings for sakae sushi. hahaha. just the &lt;strong&gt;crab stick mayo sushi&lt;/strong&gt;. hahaha. it's the bomb. other than that? i dont take the other food there. hahaha. only the takoyaki thing. hahaha. im a fussy eater what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home to sleep and supposedly study. but i happily slept all the way even tho faye, josh, my brother, my maid and my hp alarm clock kept attempting to wake me up. hahaha. rushed to school for the test. here's the really cool experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the test papers were warped. question 1 was totally missing, question 2 had the question but no figures, question 3 had the figures but no question.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. so the school had to give us an extra &lt;strong&gt;10 mins&lt;/strong&gt; to complete the paper since people were making noise. hahaha. the test only started at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;8:10pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after they reprinted the testpapers. hahah. the poor guy had to yell to keep the noise level down but to no avail. people were discussing with one another about the figures and spectaculating about the questions we might receive. what an experience! hahaha. the guy kept repeating &lt;em&gt;"some things do happen once in a awhile! so this is it! just accept it!"&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. had a great time guffawing. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll just go and do some other things now. ooohh sleepy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgggawd! the show &lt;strong&gt;"P.S I Love You"&lt;/strong&gt; is really nice and touching (tho not sad enough to move me to tears :P ). i think the way the girl and her mom cares for each other is wayyy sweet! and of course, her deceased hubby is such a loving person! hahaha. go watch it. it's damn hell of a good! tho you cant get it in the cinemas yet right? hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-7103646986840344250?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7103646986840344250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=7103646986840344250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7103646986840344250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7103646986840344250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-think-i-wont-see-a-for-accounting.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-8246586017209748765</id><published>2008-01-25T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T01:22:55.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant concentrate anymore. im going to sleep soon. i dont understand why i cant do my accounting question. maybe im just a lil' slower in grasping the concepts. and even slower in getting the answer. but lil' by lil', im going to get it. i have &lt;u&gt;one month&lt;/u&gt; to accomplish and achieve my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for tomorrow's test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lord, i leave it in your hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've done almost my best to be adequately prepared. the rest is up to God. ya know what? im more determined than ever to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still waiting for george to send me the project. after that, im done for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna call the stars Down from the sky &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna live a day That never dies &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna change the world Only for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the impossible I wanna do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna hold you close Under the rain &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna kiss your smile And feel the pain &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know what's beautiful Looking at you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a world of lies &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are the truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-7376992316877543701</id><published>2008-01-25T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T01:15:36.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mug... mugging...still mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in the process.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-7376992316877543701?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7376992316877543701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=7376992316877543701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7376992316877543701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/7376992316877543701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/mug.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-78557105413668073</id><published>2008-01-24T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T20:46:55.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CONGRATES TO THOSE "O" LEVEL STUDENTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be it good or not-so-good results, it's OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there. congrates especially to my few YF buddies who took their exams and got their results today! be it good or bad, just remember we're always here for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i was in the library doing my work then faye reminded me it was the day of the release of the O Level results. so i was nervously anticipating and waiting for the good news of the YFs to turn up and also for a few of my juniors and buddies as well. when the clock struck &lt;strong&gt;2pm,&lt;/strong&gt; it felt as though i was going to receive my results all over again. and knowing ms lam (who takes forever to give out the results.), i couldn help but message eunice and a few others to enquire about their results. each time a message or call came, i was nervous and extremely anxious to read the message or answer the call. how nerve-wrecking! (which also goes to say i didn get much work done.) and to think i actually said last year that after receiving the O Level results, i'll never ever have to face such nerve-wrecking situations ever again. talk about &lt;u&gt;NEVER&lt;/u&gt;. ohh mann!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then there was socio. and nothing really much. so after class, dad came and picked me up. went to pick mom and home. thank goodness there's no church today seeing that i have an &lt;u&gt;accounting test&lt;/u&gt; tmr. hooboy! i &lt;u&gt;MUST&lt;/u&gt; do well. and shit. there's still the &lt;strong&gt;OB Project&lt;/strong&gt; submission and script. ohh wthh, my life's a revolving mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to put those things into place!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-78557105413668073?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/78557105413668073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=78557105413668073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/78557105413668073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/78557105413668073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/congrates-to-those-o-level-students-be.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-1428264961546481514</id><published>2008-01-23T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T01:00:01.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so proud of myself! i did my &lt;strong&gt;marketing tutorial&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;em&gt;3 cheers!&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. let's hope he checks it tmr since it's like one of the &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;not-so-many-times&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that i've done it! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways, today's presentation went quite smoothly, lest for a few minor &lt;em&gt;boo-boos&lt;/em&gt; such as us getting the year of the &lt;u&gt;beijing olympic games&lt;/u&gt; wrong. i wasnt even nervous. believe in the power of prayer mannn! hahaha. formal wear was a total &lt;u&gt;nightmare&lt;/u&gt;. after &lt;strong&gt;1 miserable hour&lt;/strong&gt; of wearing my heels, i had &lt;u&gt;2 blisters&lt;/u&gt; (one burst on it's own. the other is still giving me misery.), &lt;u&gt;an injured last toe&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;a sore heel&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;loss of skin&lt;/u&gt;. thanks for bring me my slippers before church edward. i was walking around &lt;strong&gt;tp&lt;/strong&gt; without my shoes which means i was barefooted. but unglamness has its uses. less misery and pressure on the feets and heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accounting tutorial wasnt really fruitful today though i did manage to ask a few questions regarding the test on friday. also clarified some things with mr ooi and mdm suriya. im determined to ace the test! so let's get to work! (although i haven started on chapter 9 since it's so theoretical but will still be tested!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after accounting, went to church. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;omgggawddd!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; edward actually allowed sarah to drive his car. bi zi (? cant spell.) was taking a video of the experience. hahaha. damn funny. thou shall not laugh since im going to start taking driving lessons soon! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had KFC for dinner at &lt;strong&gt;3 sea avenue&lt;/strong&gt;. pretty good food except too much chicken skin and chilli. now my stomach's feeling a lil' hot. had the meeting in #02-02. we had a great amount of jokes and madness. laughing about ***boy. HAHAHA. funny i tell you! then dominic came and had some serious discussions on the parts of commissioning. wasn there for quite abit. was outside discussing about accounting over the phone. hahaha. then went back in and couldn stop laughing because of the joke between amanda and myself. funny joke i tell ya! &lt;em&gt;marriage vows and partners&lt;/em&gt;! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after meeting, edward gave me a lift home. thanks! and im pretty much zoned out now. so till then, goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-1428264961546481514?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1428264961546481514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=1428264961546481514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1428264961546481514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1428264961546481514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-so-proud-of-myself-i-did-my.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-3010185995844439512</id><published>2008-01-22T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:55:54.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was pure &lt;em&gt;omgawd&lt;/em&gt; for a retardedly &lt;u&gt;exhausting&lt;/u&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;retarded&lt;/em&gt; in a &lt;strong&gt;fun &lt;/strong&gt;way in this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school. bless my soul, i slept through business stats lecture (for the first time okay!), he was so darn boring. econs, half paid attention, half ipod-ed. and was rather distracted by samuel and john whose friend's singing is so indescribably horrid. then "lunched". didn really lunch since we were all mugging for our business stats test (with the exception of me). i was just sitting there with my bible open (no. not for enlightenment.), focusing on the &lt;strong&gt;beatitudes&lt;/strong&gt; and at the same time, praying for help and inspiration to come up with a script sensible enough for the mass. and well, i kinda got an inspiration and an idea but it's not good to begin with but since dominic wants a script tmr, we'll just crap something up alright guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed down to church from school since i was worried the office would be closed by the time i got there. the office closes at 6pm btw, but i got there at 4plus near 5pm. so many bibles and journals problems. arhhh. cant be bothered with those now. too tired and sleepy. then went to do a little bit of work at &lt;strong&gt;3 sea ave&lt;/strong&gt;. was pretty distracted. then went to book the room for tomorrow. thanks amanda! and went back to slight mugging. then at 6:55pm, went to help francis to set up the room and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collected a whooping &lt;strong&gt;$36&lt;/strong&gt; from the new YFs who were late. and francis gave them a discount. that is so damn unfair lurh. hahaha. just basically did admin and all. nothing much. mugged a lil' during the meeting and then discussed about the comissioning. basil, sabby, manda and i went outside the RCIA room to discuss. then fr chris came and we slacked and talked rubbish for abit. and no, i dont want you to pour buckets of holy water on me. thanks. hahaha. and guess what? i learnt that if you pour holy water on something which contains an unclean stuff or something, there will be a fizzling sound. so next time if you go for a trip overseas and are going to stay in a hotel, i suggest you bring loads of holy water. if something fizzles, i suggest you ask for a change of room :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. really tired now. time to do abit more of YF admin before heading off to bed. shit. am i neglecting my school work? i hope not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-3010185995844439512?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3010185995844439512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=3010185995844439512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3010185995844439512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3010185995844439512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-was-pure-omgawd-for-retardedly.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-6226770037006297114</id><published>2008-01-21T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:14:29.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school was pretty &lt;strong&gt;blahhh&lt;/strong&gt; today except that i paid attention in &lt;u&gt;OB lecture&lt;/u&gt; (surprise there) and &lt;u&gt;OB tutorial&lt;/u&gt; (no surprise there.) i cant believe bis stats test is tomorrow and im super &lt;strong&gt;unprepared&lt;/strong&gt;. good luck to me. and the &lt;u&gt;exam timetable&lt;/u&gt; is out. pretty sucky. in fact, TERRIBLY sucky. i cant believe they put &lt;u&gt;macroecons &amp;amp; bis stats&lt;/u&gt; on the same day. &lt;em&gt;ohh-me-ohh-my!&lt;/em&gt; time to mug then. and seek help for all the stuff i dont know. and most of all, &lt;strong&gt;attend ALL lectures&lt;/strong&gt;. hahaha. anyone else guilty of skipping those lectures? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went to ask the accounting tutor for the answers. which is in fact, a &lt;em&gt;terrible idea&lt;/em&gt; since she's going to &lt;strong&gt;explain&lt;/strong&gt; the question to me on wed. i want to go home earlier! (no wait, that's a lie. i have church actually.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and poor meh meh was ultra &lt;u&gt;accident prone&lt;/u&gt; today. i hope i didn injure her finger further whilst attempting to get the splinters out of her finger with mrs see's nail cutter. whoops! be careful yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, it's time to start mugging for the test tomorrow. welcome back the star of the show... "last minute mugging". i wish i could cut that habit out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh wow. brilliant. now im emo-ing. why? i cant seem to get any question right in the &lt;em&gt;cash flow statement&lt;/em&gt;. i have to fight the strong urge to tear the whole thing apart, seriously. i just cant understand why people can get the answer so easily while i have to keep staring at the paper, attempting to find the missing/additional cash. it's just dumb lurh seriously. and im starting to go on a guilt-trip to &lt;em&gt;guilty-land&lt;/em&gt; should i screw up this paper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-6226770037006297114?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6226770037006297114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=6226770037006297114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6226770037006297114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6226770037006297114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-was-pretty-blahhh-today-except.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-634160077606266173</id><published>2008-01-20T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T21:14:33.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was just looking down my "posts list" for my blog. and i noticed i blog nearly &lt;strong&gt;everyday&lt;/strong&gt;. hahaha. if it improves my absmal &lt;em&gt;english standard&lt;/em&gt; then it's a good thing yeah? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know the feeling of &lt;u&gt;satisfaction&lt;/u&gt;? the feeling that makes you want to punch the air and yell out to the world you've succeeded? don't you just love that feeling? hahaha. i do. dont you? hahaha. after i got that darned &lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt; for the question, i just wanted to do that (punch the air and all), but i just threw my calculator on the sofa and yelled "OMG I GOT IT!". hahaha. thanks again to &lt;em&gt;aunty joanne&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;uncle patrick&lt;/em&gt; who came again since they werent satisfied that they couldn get the answer. hahaha. but i only got it after they left since i was still insistent there's no such thing as "no correct answer" since the answer was just there in the template. hahaha. but he said he got it already yesterday. argh. hahaha. spoiler :P thanks anyways. and shit lurh. i feel damn bad that the two of them had to explain to me the theory &lt;em&gt;over-and-over-again&lt;/em&gt; since i wasnt really paying attention due to my mind wandering (i was pretty uptight about something then, you see.). i feel like im just wasting people's time. ughhh. i promise i'll pay full attention the next time i ask for help again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, tennis was alright today. faye was hilarious. then went to &lt;u&gt;kallang airport&lt;/u&gt; for breakfast. then home-ed. then i came back and slept all the way, only waking up when aunty joanne called and when it was lunch. faye was just playing her games or watching videos on the internet. hahaha. at least she doesn lack sleep! i do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was hilarious. i didn want the noodles in my room and neither did my mom (since my brother was having chemistry tuition at the dining table downstairs.). so we dragged a small table out onto the corridor outside my brother's and mom's room and had our lunch there. we named it "refugee restaurant". hahaha. much to the indignance of my dad. hahaha. then after lunch, i went back to sleep while she used the internet again. then she went home and i went to do my &lt;u&gt;econs ppt.&lt;/u&gt; finally one project down. yeah!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they came at 5plus and stayed till near 6pm before they left. then went back to doing econs. then dinnered. then went to do the accounting question. hahaha. sorry, i hate to leave things hanging in the air you see. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i swear im never ever going to help my brother with his blog &lt;strong&gt;ever again&lt;/strong&gt;. took me the whole of last night to edit the &lt;em&gt;html code&lt;/em&gt; for him since the person who did the layout he selected had some really bad codes. then edited the picture too. and basically wasted my time. and after helping him, he told me "get out". ohh wth. do your own project next time alexis arthur tan yan xiong. fool, fool, and more of a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty. time to do some seriously homework instead of lazing around aye!(: let's keep the motivation engine going!(: *&lt;em&gt;well at least i think i've got it started quite nicely!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-634160077606266173?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/634160077606266173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=634160077606266173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/634160077606266173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/634160077606266173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/was-just-looking-down-my-posts-list-for.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-2259537902099709144</id><published>2008-01-19T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T21:14:19.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i know the reason why im unable to focus &lt;em&gt;three-quarter&lt;/em&gt; of the time lately and also why im pretty &lt;em&gt;restless&lt;/em&gt; and have a &lt;strong&gt;short&lt;/strong&gt; attention span of &lt;u&gt;5 minutes&lt;/u&gt;. it's really that bad trust me. i think it's because of the lack of sleep. i know i lack sleep rather badly. my life's pretty hectic (or rather, &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt;) for this time of the year. it's only the 4th week of the year and im pretty worn out. well done. ughhh. and secondly, im &lt;u&gt;stressed&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noticed the signs of crankiness and what-nots? ohh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, everything between edward and myself have been settled. hurray for that! one load off my chest. though im still caught up in quite a few other things. not all negative though. some pretty positive ones that are keeping me really busy too. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways, i think im more or less "kinda" ready for the mock test and actual test this friday! HURRAY!(: omggg please let me get an &lt;strong&gt;A &lt;/strong&gt;for accounting. i need that pretty badly. a &lt;strong&gt;B+&lt;/strong&gt; is pretty lousy. many thanks to &lt;em&gt;aunty joanne &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;uncle patrick&lt;/em&gt; for spending hours at my place trying to get those accounting facts in my head and helping me to understand better so i can score for the test. even going to the extend of sacrificing your siesta time just so i can understand (i feel bad though hahaha). and also trying to solve that rather annoying question even when i've gone off to church. thanks for the ride to church too! thanks plenty!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im more determined than ever to score on this &lt;u&gt;accounting test&lt;/u&gt;. im going to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homily was funny. hahaha. build up your CPF early! hahaha. i think all the YFs have just about done that. hahaha. we should get a huge room! hahaha. how about starting with a YF room? (*&lt;em&gt;hint hint hint&lt;/em&gt;) start of cath class was &lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;. pretty alight seeing that i wasn there for half the session. i shall resolve to stay in class longer next time.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya know what? im tucking in &lt;strong&gt;early&lt;/strong&gt; tonight. i &lt;u&gt;seriously&lt;/u&gt; require more sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-2259537902099709144?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2259537902099709144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=2259537902099709144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2259537902099709144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2259537902099709144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-think-i-know-reason-why-im-unable-to.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-2215944841028462747</id><published>2008-01-18T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T23:06:32.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i only wish people were more sensitive to how im feeling right now. especially my parents. the week hasn been too great. stress level is mounting. and im feeling pretty &lt;em&gt;annoyed&lt;/em&gt; by it all. cant you just tell im not my usual self and leave me alone instead of harping on &lt;u&gt;every single thing i do&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i already told them i &lt;strong&gt;wanted &lt;/strong&gt;to take a bus back. and now they're having &lt;u&gt;mindless and nonsensical&lt;/u&gt; arguments with me about me being so bloody effing unfair to them because they want to have supper with their friends. so what now? what does me having to take a bus home &lt;u&gt;myself&lt;/u&gt; have anything to do with being unfair? and their side of the argument isn even related. you know what? continue arguing with me alright? i dont even care about what you say since im not the most fantastic daughter you can have. i know im somewhat rebellious and i go out often till late at night. and yes you are concerned and want to pick me up. but i already asked you to stay on by telling you that i'll take a bus. what more do you want? i didn demand you come down to church right now to pick me up did i? and arnt you being unfair too that when you have something on, you expect me to sit by myself in jago lane, and when you have nothing on, you keep rushing me to hurry up? same thing isn it? im unfair alright? just blame me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have nothing else to say already. i dont care about what you feel if you effing dont give a damn about how i feel edward. i've done my part. and i dont give an effing shit about what you think if you want to keep your humongous ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for project, i dont care if i lose a friend anymore. because i know im right. and after all, it's a &lt;strong&gt;3:1&lt;/strong&gt; issue. so dont think you're right all the time because you're alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways thanks to all those who were concerned about me looking stressed up and listened to me. you guys are the bestest. thanks to &lt;em&gt;faye, eunice, furt, james, jerome, fr iggy, sabrina, francis, valerie loh, amilia, yeeboon and jingyi&lt;/em&gt; for listening to my respective problems or issues and giving me good and valuable advice. and whoops if i killed your rat friggy. haahha. though eunice and i had a great time doing photocopies of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes the true friends you have are those who stick by you regardless of whether you are right or wrong and give you good and valuable advice. and true friends are those who admit they are wrong or listen to each other's point of view and are willing to deflate their egos when they're with you. and finally, true friends are those who dont use you as a spare entertainment system or dump you elsewhere when you're not needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disclaimer:&lt;/strong&gt; whatever i write here is strictly for me myself and i. want to complain about it, here's the disclaimer telling you that im not going to answer your questions and complains since it's a personal diary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-2215944841028462747?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2215944841028462747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=2215944841028462747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2215944841028462747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2215944841028462747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-only-wish-people-were-more-sensitive.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-1849692058980531860</id><published>2008-01-18T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T01:09:55.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was &lt;strong&gt;both&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;hilarious, fun, annoying and stressful&lt;/u&gt;. all those feelings in one day huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons why i was pissed. and still am with one issue out of the two. project problem, i dont care anymore. so long as it's done, that's the end. it's &lt;strong&gt;closure. &lt;/strong&gt;and i think manny's advise on that one is real good. thanks!(:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;so there. the other issue, i cant solve it. and i dont think it will be solved soon. you know what? it's not that i dont like your bfs. in fact, some of them are rather nice. but the fact i dislike your present one's attitude, cant you see something is wrong? seriously. the phrase &lt;em&gt;"love is blind"&lt;/em&gt; does stand out in such a situation. be harsh to me, and you've hit a nerve. congratulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressful. why? cos i thought i had to account for $23. but in the end, it was just a small error. phew! so much for the worrying. and stressful because i was supposed to receive my &lt;u&gt;marketing results&lt;/u&gt;! praise god that i got the results i didn even deserve. god works marvels does he? praise him!(: then another stressful issue is that project consultation for sociology was crappp. damnit. time to redo those powerpoint slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilarious and fun because friggy and fr chris were super funny. cos i was taking a breather from formation. then i sat downstairs at father's house. then friggy came and started talking nonsense. and hello, i am &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; on the &lt;strong&gt;ikea advertisment&lt;/strong&gt; okay. and i dont look like your rat (a rodent as according to dominic). then fr chris came and starting asking everyone to eat his birthday day (which was pandan chiffron cakes). hahaha. never liked cakes. i was enjoying my &lt;u&gt;coke-flavoured lollipop&lt;/u&gt;! hahaha. AMANDA DONT QUIT THE OFFICE! hahaha. we had fun bugging her. i wonder who we can play with after she's gone. ughhh. and the name for a female dog is a  "&lt;em&gt;mummy dog"&lt;/em&gt;. hahaha. looks like i won this time :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunty mary was so nice to lend us forks to eat our wonton noodles cos i dont like using chopsticks. hahaha. fr pat was like "who dont know how to use chopsticks? let me teach you. it's a fine art." omggg. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these people sure can turn a bad day around aye. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i dont care if you treat me this way after this whole incident. because it's time not only i grow up, but you too. and you've got to deflate that ego of yours. the people in the real world arnt going to tolerate you forever. and you better be thankful people like us are tolerating you.&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/16388683-1849692058980531860?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1849692058980531860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=1849692058980531860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1849692058980531860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1849692058980531860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-was-both-hilarious-fun-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-756775692362333360</id><published>2008-01-17T02:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T03:04:55.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh yeah wow. so much for even &lt;strong&gt;thinking&lt;/strong&gt; about &lt;u&gt;attempting&lt;/u&gt; to sleep before &lt;strong&gt;12am&lt;/strong&gt;. kindly look at the small time indicator at the bottom of this post if you dont get what im saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways, projects are almost due. like &lt;u&gt;REALLY&lt;/u&gt; soon. couldn be more soon. and my group's up and awake bullying ourselves in completing the projects before the &lt;strong&gt;dateline&lt;/strong&gt; which is by no means the easiest and most achievable feat. but we'll do it. yes we will. rushing projects. omgawd. &lt;em&gt;3 more rounds of such torture and we're done with poly life!&lt;/em&gt; how fast time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need to focus on the &lt;em&gt;up-and-coming-accounting-test-next-friday&lt;/em&gt;. so much for "poly life is so much slacker than JC". come to tp's business school and tell me if you still feel the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohh! ohh! im so going grow fatter. and im going to be &lt;em&gt;H-I-G-H&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;HIGH!&lt;/strong&gt; because of all the sweets i've been taking in to stay awake. the bottle of fruit gums on my table are fast decreasing and so is the handful (or ex-handful) of sweets. maybe red bull's a better option but i dont like it. and coffee? my body's immune to that. ohh wait. i can take cadbury's milk bar. yeah. and eat it half way and let it get invaded by ants? nah. sweets are a safer option!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like im keeping vigil waiting to compile the projects. hahaha. yawn yawn. my song's annoying me. and so is MSWords. something is wrong with it! ughhh. and 3 more articles to be in and im done for the night! i cant believe it's already 2.54am. ohh wow. and my lesson's at &lt;strong&gt;11am&lt;/strong&gt; which means i can "sleep in" a lil longer. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. yb, amilia and my project are all in! WHOOPEE! waiting for one more and we're officially &lt;em&gt;chop-stamp-seal&lt;/em&gt; done with &lt;strong&gt;econs project.&lt;/strong&gt; yesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. time to tuck in. goodnight!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-756775692362333360?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/756775692362333360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=756775692362333360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/756775692362333360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/756775692362333360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/ohh-yeah-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-803884024709313346</id><published>2008-01-16T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T02:29:03.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what? im just about to &lt;em&gt;drop-dead-and-die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-803884024709313346?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/803884024709313346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=803884024709313346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/803884024709313346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/803884024709313346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/guess-what-im-just-about-to-drop-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-2306024919201680596</id><published>2008-01-15T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T22:19:13.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as i can tell, my body and mind has officially declared war against me. so of last night till present, my brain has been nothing but stagnant and asleep. even taking a short nap didn help. even my body has many major malfunctions which includes an occasional ache here and there and nothing less than fatigue. ohh wells. guess who's to take the blame? me. hahaha. all those late night and long days are sure to kill. surely but not quickly. so there. time to change the sleep routine. yesh! sleeping in tomorrow! im so going to skip sociology lecture! i need sleep. and i also need time to complete my tutorials and what-nots. and i so want to pon school tmr. AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faye is laughing like a &lt;strong&gt;hyena&lt;/strong&gt; over the phone. she's gone mad. hahaha. and i finally understand my &lt;u&gt;business stats&lt;/u&gt;. yay! hahaha. and there's still the problem of &lt;strong&gt;marketing&lt;/strong&gt;, omgalmighty i seriously need help there! ugh. i feel so damn dumb. ohh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's looking towards the brighter side lately except for the fact that i've loads of projects and assignments to complete. for the last few weeks or so, it was really peaky and dull and no where near the definition of "a bright day". but with god's grace i suppose it's taken a turn for the better(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, time to get cracking on those accounting notes. and im going to attempt to tune in early. well, before twelve at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-2306024919201680596?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2306024919201680596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=2306024919201680596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2306024919201680596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2306024919201680596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/as-i-can-tell-my-body-and-mind-has.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-8717744086017791906</id><published>2008-01-14T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:38:46.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ya know what? im such an airhead. i lost my earpiece for my wonderful earphone at &lt;em&gt;goodnes-knows-where&lt;/em&gt; in my haste to rush home from school. well anyways, i got home with seconds to spare. hahaha. im good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed through projects after school today with amilia, yeeboon and waany. yay! econs is nearly DONE. whoopedoodle bring it on!(; next to be completed, organisational behaviour. guess what? i need help for business stats. i cant understand this chapter. i shall ask ask ask questions in tutorial tomorrow and make sure i &lt;u&gt;understand&lt;/u&gt;. yes i shall. no more screwing up papers. 1 (or rather, 2 if i count my eggs before they hatch for marketing) is bad enough. time to mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMGAWD! i found my earpiece. it's in one of my bag's compartments. damnit. i even went to search in the garden! hahaha. yay! it's back. hahaha. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lovely talks with the classmates during projects. i think my group is nice nice NICEEE(: hahaha. alrighty. timea running short. off to mug now. guess what? projects are a hell load of annoyance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya know what? i think im going to spend another &lt;em&gt;sleepless night&lt;/em&gt;. how cool is that? NOT. let's see, in &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; miserable &lt;u&gt;night&lt;/u&gt;, i have to finish...&lt;br /&gt;1. Econs project (since it disappeared)&lt;br /&gt;2. Socio project slide editing&lt;br /&gt;3. business stats (which i have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; idea how to do)&lt;br /&gt;4. revise new chapter for accounting and do the notes&lt;br /&gt;5. OB project editing (which i dont want to do nowww!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh wthhh. guess what? i so dont want to get eyebags. omgawd no please. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i shall say this again, &lt;strong&gt;projects are a hell load of annoyance&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go on, someone shoot me. whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-8717744086017791906?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/8717744086017791906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=8717744086017791906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8717744086017791906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/8717744086017791906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/ya-know-what-im-such-airhead.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-4231787115240810303</id><published>2008-01-13T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T13:42:17.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up early though i couldn go for &lt;em&gt;tennis&lt;/em&gt; because buddy was screeching when she came over. so just went to the &lt;u&gt;tennis center&lt;/u&gt; to do my work. then waited for her and my brother to finish tennis. then home-ed. nothing much really. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except nowadays, it's just &lt;em&gt;projects, projects &amp;amp; more projects.&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. and im sick of that. but nevermind. why? cos in due time, it'll all be over. &lt;u&gt;6sems = 6cycles.&lt;/u&gt; and and and, &lt;strong&gt;1cycle&lt;u&gt;DOWN&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;em&gt;1morecycletobedown&lt;u&gt;SOOOON&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;  aha!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's getting more and more crazy and im getting slacker by skipper lectures ohh-so-often. which is really bad. you know that, i know that, we all know that. whoopededoodle. so i shall &lt;u&gt;try&lt;/u&gt; not to skip lectures that often (although &lt;em&gt;occasionally&lt;/em&gt; i end up in the library hibernating and doing last min tutorials). GPA. yes. think GPA. FOCUS(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shall go for ALL lectures this week (okay. except socio.) and attempt to &lt;strong&gt;pay attention&lt;/strong&gt; in them. no more slacking till the hols (i hope). and i think i might go back to KC tmr for fun. shall i? go and have lunch and all. ehh wait. project meeting tomorrow and... aiyo. cannot. nevermind another time. and guess what? accounting test next week. goodluck slacker. time to mug down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and we shall see. they say fights make a friendship stronger ya know?&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/16388683-4231787115240810303?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4231787115240810303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=4231787115240810303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/4231787115240810303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/4231787115240810303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/woke-up-early-though-i-couldn-go-for.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-1601800001711400099</id><published>2008-01-12T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T23:53:08.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had &lt;u&gt;piano&lt;/u&gt; in the morning. followed by &lt;strong&gt;open house duty&lt;/strong&gt; at school. scary parents with loads of questions, nice new teens and people. yay! a few months and im not going to be a freshie anymore(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church. took bus with &lt;em&gt;jingyi &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;amilia&lt;/em&gt;. then train-ed with &lt;em&gt;amilia &lt;/em&gt;and bus-ed to church from &lt;u&gt;tanah merah mrt&lt;/u&gt;. was feeling rather pissed off. then waited for buddy at church. was "entertained" by &lt;em&gt;uncle patrick &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;aunty joanne&lt;/em&gt;. saw the woman whom i dont like from kids lit. then met buddy. then mass-ed with buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyways, if friendship is true and honest, you'll always put friends before bf. i guess it's just not meant to be that way. and im just stupid for being there like an idiot and a lamp-post. i need to rethink my life. if you dont really bother about me, then maybe i should do the same.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-1601800001711400099?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1601800001711400099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=1601800001711400099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1601800001711400099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/1601800001711400099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/had-piano-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-9052122972198211018</id><published>2008-01-11T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T00:42:17.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just had our &lt;u&gt;usual&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;late night convo&lt;/strong&gt;. yeah. buddy and i. hahaha. had good laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked about literally anything. okay. technically, it's a &lt;strong&gt;late night convo &lt;/strong&gt;cum&lt;strong&gt; late evening convo&lt;/strong&gt;. we start at 8ish and end at near 11pm. explains why my phone needs to be charged so often :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what we talked about really brought back sweet memories of &lt;u&gt;life in chij katong convent (KC)&lt;/u&gt;. we talked about the times when we got kicked out of class (no, we werent from the same class. but had the tendency to get kicked out.), when our class sprayed coloured ink on the teachers when they wore white shirts, camps and me sleep talking due to stress (i called her a porky pig and sai according to her. i dont know?), copied loads of homework especially maths in the morning in the foyer, cried at the collection of our &lt;em&gt;o level results&lt;/em&gt; and lastly, how our class "ms perfect" made us look so good. yes, our class had one "ms perfect" each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remembered i had to stand for the whole lesson cos my dear partner edelyn chua anting called mrs lie a concubine and she thought it was me. i remembered getting picked on in chinese class cos my chinese wasn good and so did buddy. i remembered how mrs teo sok woon and mr gregory lee had their white shirts sprinkled with coloured inks from markers by our classes. i remembered our class having to do jumping jacks in class because we forgot our maths homework and the office people came up to investigate since they heard loud thumping noises from above the office. i remembered how she and i got kicked out of our geog class (thats the only class we were even in together) by ms soo for not doing our homework. i remembered how we cried upon receiving our o level results. she cried due to disappointment and i cried due to happiness. i remembered the hell we gave our teachers on april fool's day every year. and how we threw the chalks above the blackboard (yeah, we had those) so mrs lie couldn teach us and how she stomped into buddy's class to get new chalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such sweet memories. juvenile actions but thinking back, it really is funny. such things are no longer existent as we're older and more matured and the schools we go to, let's just say our &lt;u&gt;participation marks&lt;/u&gt; are at risk shant we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss kc. i really do. i miss the best times i've had. i miss my ccas. i miss all the laughter i had, i miss the joys, tears, laughter and sorrow we've shared. i miss the beginning and end of school masses. i miss doing ava duty. i miss our teachers. i miss the little naughty things we did. i miss the morning foyer meet-ups. i miss the hall. i miss the exams in the hall. i miss everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont ever forget those precious moments i've had. the true friends i've made. the joy of going to school (which i lack now). the laughter, tears and joy. the school which i've laughed most at, cried most at, screamed most at, and was enthusiastic most at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like they say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you can take a KC girl out of KC but you'll never take KC out of a KC girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they also say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;once a KCian, forever a KCian.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;true blue convent girls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-9052122972198211018?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/9052122972198211018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=9052122972198211018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/9052122972198211018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/9052122972198211018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-had-our-usual-late-night-convo.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-2420613628600497684</id><published>2008-01-10T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T20:20:45.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;no marketing tutorial today!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoopee! hahaha. go away &lt;em&gt;marketing&lt;/em&gt;. yawn, double yawn, triple yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YF meeting tomorrow!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you all better turn up cos it's &lt;u&gt;compulsory&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no nonsense excuses i tell ya!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways, there's still &lt;u&gt;socio&lt;/u&gt; in ther afternoon. results day. i hope i do well and not screw anything up like...&lt;em&gt;marketing&lt;/em&gt;. hahaha. why i loathe the subject is more than a wonder seriously. well then. i shal &lt;strong&gt;try&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;u&gt;like&lt;/u&gt; it shant i? yes i shall!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i shall update soon enough. for now, it's &lt;u&gt;bed-time&lt;/u&gt; again! &lt;em&gt;(i seriously lack sleep)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED! (:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty! back from school! screwed &lt;em&gt;socio&lt;/em&gt;. well at least, &lt;strong&gt;kinda&lt;/strong&gt;. got the grade but not the score. phfft. nevermind. next time. 3rd highest isn that bad tho? hahaha. well, you can say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom and dad are out for dinner and some other stuff. it's just the maid, porker (my brother for shorts. hehehe.) and me. good ol' us. anyways, someone has to get me a &lt;u&gt;manual on how to wake my brother up&lt;/u&gt;. it's bloody exasperating and annoying. next time, i wont bother. and i got my new ankle guard though i dont really like it much. hahaha. im &lt;em&gt;fussy&lt;/em&gt; you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im going to mug. i cant do my accounting. it's driving me up the wall. im annoyed. phffft. i seriously need help before i die for the subject. so there, i'll be off at &lt;u&gt;8.30pm&lt;/u&gt;. goodbye y'all!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-2420613628600497684?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2420613628600497684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=2420613628600497684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2420613628600497684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2420613628600497684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-marketing-tutorial-today-whoopee.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-2221702485988386958</id><published>2008-01-09T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T23:33:51.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1595&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; songs on the ipod! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways, i spent an entire night transfering songs here and there since my ipod is no longer under "automatically sync" but "sync manually". hahaha. thanks to &lt;em&gt;yeeboon&lt;/em&gt; for all the extra songs!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to &lt;u&gt;faye&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;james&lt;/u&gt; tonight. thank goodness for &lt;strong&gt;free incoming calls&lt;/strong&gt;! hahaha. yay! no bloody marketing tutorial tomorrow. i tell you, marketing is one tragic story to tell. i hope i can even get a "C" let alone a "C+" or a "B" since i walked out on the paper. should have studied. my bad. but aiyooo marketing. &lt;em&gt;ughhh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was alright. john was being an idiot copying the way i was walking (or rather, limping) due to my sprained ankle. hope it gets better soon. my mom helped me to apply some cream thing and i gave her a nice bruise. hahah. when in pain, i pinch. so yeahh. you get the picture. hahaha. whoops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econs was understandable. and my econs results, i must say im not too happy after seeing everyone else's results. but hey! that's the best i could have done (i suppose.) so i should be satisfied. praise god!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accounting tutorial, i was kinda restless (as usual), but i payed attention and learnt somethings! hip-hip-hurray! and my kind tutor has agreed to helped me with the cash flow statement if i cant understand and ask her on a one to one basis. so nice aye! hahaha. nice tutor really! and she's going to help me check out the test paper answer to see if "suitable working condition" is alright though she doesn think so. ahhh thanks!(: still, the grades wont improve but it'll help for the main exams wont it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now im pretty much exhausted. goodnight!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-2221702485988386958?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2221702485988386958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=2221702485988386958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2221702485988386958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/2221702485988386958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/1595-songs-on-ipod-well-anyways-i-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-6161210866941637077</id><published>2008-01-08T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T18:46:01.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so. im so going to &lt;em&gt;murder&lt;/em&gt; my dear brother. obviously the fool was rushing for my things again. so i chased him and the results? &lt;u&gt;i sprained my ankle &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; well done well done! ughhh. so it's back &lt;em&gt;pai-ka-ness&lt;/em&gt; again. damn. no more shoes for the next few days. and there goes my &lt;u&gt;cycling&lt;/u&gt; plan for friday. ahhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lose ankle! dang! maybe i should seriously go for the physio which the doctor asked me to go for. brilliant. &lt;u&gt;ka-ching&lt;/u&gt; involved again. maybe i shouldn hahaha. save kaching now, buy a &lt;strong&gt;suzuki&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;swift&lt;/strong&gt; later on! hahaha. yay! &lt;em&gt;(i'll probably get to buy it when im 40 or something. hahaha.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, got back &lt;u&gt;two&lt;/u&gt; other results. &lt;strong&gt;OB &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;business stats&lt;/strong&gt;. quite satisfied. praise god! there's still &lt;em&gt;econs&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;socio&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;results tmr. keeping my fingers and toes crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. loads of work to be done. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-6161210866941637077?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6161210866941637077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=6161210866941637077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6161210866941637077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/6161210866941637077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-so.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-3835438542251471033</id><published>2008-01-07T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T10:57:50.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHH NO! it's &lt;strong&gt;monday&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! where's my &lt;strong&gt;weekend&lt;/strong&gt;?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the weekend was beyond the word &lt;em&gt;"short"&lt;/em&gt;. in fact, it was &lt;u&gt;pathetically short&lt;/u&gt;! ohh wells! another will come soon i guess. in about &lt;strong&gt;5 days time&lt;/strong&gt;! cant wait seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im in school now. waiting for tutorial to begin before we're done for the day. FYI, why i end so early today is because i went to crash the earlier lecture. so i can leave the school way earlier! and i dunno but i know i dont really fit in in my class. i hate speaking in &lt;em&gt;ching-chong-cheena&lt;/em&gt;. i dislike having to try to understand what they are saying in &lt;em&gt;ching-chong-cheena&lt;/em&gt;. and i never seem to be bothered about when they have their before class gatherings. what a loser. eff it. why cant people live in an &lt;u&gt;english-speaking&lt;/u&gt; environment. ohh wells, as mrs teo says, once i make the choice to get into a poly, i've got to be prepared and expect the &lt;em&gt;ching-chong-cheena-ness&lt;/em&gt;. ohh eff it. thank goodness for &lt;u&gt;LASTING&lt;/u&gt; kcian friends. what will life be without them?!? hahaha. i dread to imagine that. but my classmates are nice, dont get me wrong. it's just that i dont fit in cos it's like they dont even give a damn if im there or not. ughhh. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i cant wait for the con2/3 camps. yeah! hahaha. movie marathons with the YF-ers and all th gay fun we can have. hahaha. late nights too! hahaha. anyways, class's starting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more years and im &lt;em&gt;outta here&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-3835438542251471033?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3835438542251471033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=3835438542251471033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3835438542251471033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/3835438542251471033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/ohh-no-its-monday-again-wheres-my.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388683.post-721056153743270008</id><published>2008-01-06T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T20:50:58.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R4DJo2kK5oI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qz4cbtA1aB4/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152339677391021698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R4DJo2kK5oI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qz4cbtA1aB4/s200/Image047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's a rather &lt;u&gt;interesting&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;signboard&lt;/strong&gt; over at &lt;u&gt;IHM &lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;(church of the Immaculate Heart of Mary)&lt;/em&gt;. makes you wonder if they mean "dead, slow" since there was a sign in the front which i didn take a photo of which said something along the lines of &lt;em&gt;"no entry except for bridal cars and funeral hearse". &lt;/em&gt;or did they mean "go really slowly"? hahaha. interesting yes? hahaha. i found it rather cute.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so manda and i kinda did the much slower version of the funeral march when we walked on that path. sometimes people find fascinations in the slightest "out-of-the-ordinary" things. which is good. relaxes the mind. yeahh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well anyways, faye came over this morning before we left for tennis. then she's joining tennis! hahaha. but she isn in my class. ran like mad today. and played quite well today (as according to my standards). then after tennis, went over to my place to slack till early afternoon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then she went off to parkway so i went to sleep all the way till 6plus. hahaha. cant wait till con2 camp at IHM retreat house! nice place lurh seriously. but there's also the con3 camp which we have to attend. sometimes, it's great to do something without having to work for CCA points or SEAL points and really enjoy it (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16388683-721056153743270008?l=upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/feeds/721056153743270008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16388683&amp;postID=721056153743270008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/721056153743270008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16388683/posts/default/721056153743270008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upside-down-inside-out.blogspot.com/2008/01/heres-rather-interesting-signboard-over.html' title=''/><author><name>valerie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13596657507595726675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Lr3uP7xhDo/R4DJo2kK5oI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qz4cbtA1aB4/s72-c/Image047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
