<?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-4001635544899875018</id><updated>2011-07-31T05:44:10.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complaints of a 15-year-old</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>204</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-4226581234310689950</id><published>2009-10-04T16:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:03:51.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Oct</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I should've posted this yesterday... but oh well. It's never too late for anything, yes? (I know I'm twisting the &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; meaning, so please don't comment...) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Title: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5418214/1/Basketball"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Basketball&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Published: 3/10/09     &lt;br /&gt;Summary: [AU, NejiTen] Basketball is their life, so are they to one another.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Disclaimer: Will never belong to me. That's all.     &lt;br /&gt;AN: Kudos to my &lt;em&gt;darling&lt;/em&gt; brother for this idea, to Masashi Kishimoto for the characters... Oh, and basketball is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; my forte.      &lt;br /&gt;So please, take your time to r-e-a-d and c-o-m-m-e-n-t.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-4226581234310689950?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/4226581234310689950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=4226581234310689950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4226581234310689950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4226581234310689950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/10/4-oct.html' title='4 Oct'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-8835162049217784629</id><published>2009-10-02T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:36:36.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Oct</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;[Stats]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mood: &lt;em&gt;Drained and sore!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Listening to: &lt;em&gt;我的快乐 - fated to love OST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thoughts: &lt;em&gt;People assume too much… any ideas on my next fan fiction? plot bunnies evading my senses, so I’m out of inspiration.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Exhausted – both physically and emotionally. Sore – We ran 3.1 km yesterday… need I say more?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Woke 30min before the usual time just.to.revise. Don’t misunderstand, I did study the night before, but I’m those that suffer in silent paranoia.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Paranoia overwhelmed me again when the bus came 3min later. I mean, you wouldn’t want to be late for your final exam, do you? Although it &lt;em&gt;would be&lt;/em&gt; nice… but, not taking your exams… “&lt;em&gt;at least try”&lt;/em&gt;, yes?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wonder if its waking early that made me unfocused. By the time I’ve finished situational writing and is moving to free writing, lethargy claimed my weary body. I managed to finish up a crappy piece of writing – crappy, plot-less (ugh, I’m going to get it from my EL T’cher again... *sighs*) and messy. ‘messy’ as in both meanings/references – my handwriting, and the piece of work itself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Because of the above, my pal and I decided not to talk about it anymore. &lt;em&gt;What’s done is done, we can’t turn back time to change it.&lt;/em&gt; Frankly, even if I could, I would be too lazy to bother changing…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Apples for brunch. We did the choose and swap idea – seems that it worked, she didn’t get the green apple. (She wanted sweet, I wanted sour, and we always got to take the other’s, hence the idea)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did the brainless (read: memory work) section first, and the thinking one later. Managed to finish… thank god.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did I mention that the thinking work is written messily, with no actual thoughts into the work? I was drained… apples contain vitamins, not carbohydrates, you know.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The rest of the day past fleetingly, I didn’t really care. My body feels sore – &lt;em&gt;extreme&lt;/em&gt; physical exercise yesterday – and I’m &lt;em&gt;starved&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I haven’t taken the medication yet… maybe tomorrow? (read: maybe &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt;&amp;#160; *snickering*)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-8835162049217784629?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/8835162049217784629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=8835162049217784629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8835162049217784629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8835162049217784629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/10/2-oct.html' title='2 Oct'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-309631593280851089</id><published>2009-10-01T17:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:03:32.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Oct</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My mum is too superstitious. So superstitious that it’s becoming annoying. Here’s a scenario of what just occurred:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="left"&gt;Me: *Minding my own business, lost in thoughts as to how I should approach my exams*     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum: On the Chinese 7th month, be careful of what you say, especially on sidewalks littered with ashes.&lt;/em&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Me: Isn’t the 7th month over? Why bother telling when you know I won’t believe them?      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum: See, you have not seen anything yet, so your mouth is so foul.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Me: *My definition of foul is so different from you, my definition of ‘foul’ is what usually comes out of your mouth.* So what? What you see is what you see, it doesn’t have anything 2 do with me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I’ve forgotten what she said next as I was…well, very lethargic so I just blocked her out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Ran the &lt;u&gt;outside&lt;/u&gt; perimeter of the school grounds – a full 3.1 km. Mood was further soured when an overstressed/overworked Math T’cher came in. Chemistry was boring, nothing much but went through the paper. Just a damn mark (&lt;strike&gt;no&lt;/strike&gt;, okay, I was careless…) from achieving an A2. Listened in MTL class, and was pulled out to ‘tutor’ weak POA chapters. I’m glad. Stayed after school to clarify matters, and got home to hear the above scenario.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Am going 2 plan a little:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;5:00PM – Powernap of 20 minutes (set alarm)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;5:30PM – SS SEQ (Chapter 5)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;6:20PM – MTL Essay (yuck)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;   &lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;       &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="125"&gt;           &lt;p&gt;5:00PM&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="275"&gt;           &lt;p&gt;Powernap of 20 minutes (set alarm)&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;        &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="125"&gt;           &lt;p&gt;5:30PM&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="275"&gt;           &lt;p&gt;SS SEQ (Chapter 5&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;        &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="125"&gt;           &lt;p&gt;6:20PM&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="275"&gt;           &lt;p&gt;MTL Essay (yuck)&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Btw, there seems to be an increase in brainless and tongue-lashing people… Is it just me, or is it just on the cyber web? No offence intended.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-309631593280851089?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/309631593280851089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=309631593280851089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/309631593280851089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/309631593280851089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/10/1-oct.html' title='1 Oct'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-3812178923205415725</id><published>2009-09-29T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T17:57:23.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29 Sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Was able to live a little in the morning. Thanks.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Was called a ‘wilted vegetable’ this morning during F &amp;amp; N. Reason: Was sleeping (for 1 hour, as per se.) during her lesson. Oh well, time to buck up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Geography was hellish torture. I was ‘sentenced’ to re-do the test in the afternoon, after my MTL test. Ugh…More or less able to get the points for the damned questions, and visited places which I have been neglecting lately (the library for one.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chemistry was the most interesting.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In show of our despise for chemistry test, the class brutally threw their bags down, beside the table in preparation for the test. A very united class, yes? We all had the same thoughts of showcasing our dislike through violence. (Yes, you can laugh.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;MTL was horrendous. The paper was difficult, but who cares? I was never one for MTL…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Btw, saw number of teachers leaving school around 4+pm. Which reminds me of the ‘assumption’ my pals and I had created a few weeks/months ago. About teachers leaving the school grounds early. I’m suspecting they were having another feast…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, was too nice to weasel out any clues of tomorrow’s E Maths test from teacher (walking 2 same bus stop.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-3812178923205415725?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/3812178923205415725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=3812178923205415725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3812178923205415725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3812178923205415725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/09/29-sep.html' title='29 Sep'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-2037735827639301220</id><published>2009-09-28T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:42:02.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 Sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Is it just me, or is the weather getting warmer despite it &lt;strike&gt;being&lt;/strike&gt; supposed to be monsoon period?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Debate was unfair. I was uncharacteristically…dramatic? The heat (from being on the damn stage with all its lighting) must be breaking my normal demeanour. I’m so ashamed of what I did… please don’t rub it in. In fact, don’t speak about it. Period.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Debate was unfair. Okay, maybe not… I shouldn’t be on the team… Sorry, I messed up. (Yes, I think its my fault.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For those whom read my MSN PM – it said ‘practicing oral had never been this hilarious’. Self explanatory. The class was laughing tickled pink.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Other than that… Chemistry T’cher stood us up (shouldn’t have bothered 2 bring his books), and E Maths ACT was dragged. I reached home @ 5.30pm.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Guess what I did?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I slouched around.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And finally &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; got to study @ 9pm. Mum returned from her Vietnam praying trip, and the house was lively again. Family… is a blessing. (I’m not being sarcastic)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Btw, many &lt;em&gt;many&lt;/em&gt; thanks 2 people whom I had contact with lately. I really &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; thank you 4 your encouragement and ‘check-ups’. The ‘check-ups’ keep me from being depressed or overly agitated.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No plot-bunnies, no stories. Sorry. Contact me if you have any story ideas/ plots. Okay, I admit… this is &lt;u&gt;guilt&lt;/u&gt; making me take on requests… so &lt;em&gt;be nice&lt;/em&gt;, do little miss me a favour, k? *gives puppy eyes*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-2037735827639301220?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/2037735827639301220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=2037735827639301220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2037735827639301220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2037735827639301220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/09/28-sep.html' title='28 Sep'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-5728131821474121873</id><published>2009-09-24T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:55:07.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Not much 2 say.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Had ‘Ultima 100’ 4 PE – that’s a series of 100 warm ups…I’m fine 4 100 jumping jacks (I take ballet), but begin to suffer at the 100 push ups and sit ups… I’m beginning 2 feel the effects of sit ups now… the contraction of stomach… ugh. I’m going 2 suffer tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nothing much 4 lessons… same old same old.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dredged into slumber land by Mr. Sandman during POA lesson. Was called awake to feel the sensation of vomiting… the PE…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Btw, finally spent time with my ‘sisters’ during recess!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Guess what, I didn’t mess up anything! By “anything”, I meant my friendship and work.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our class won against E3, and I agree that the 1st speaker of the opposition is the best speaker. *bright smiles all around*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The reason being me speaking monotonously. I was suffering from nervousness, anxiety, stomach pains, stress… Yeah well… I’m just glad (yes, extremely glad) that our EL Teacher came in after I’m done speaking. *Sighs of relief*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If she saw my performance… I don’t want to know…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Announcement&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;No Library CCA or car-washing tomorrow.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s all, and I’m not interested in reminding myself of homework. Homework…yuck.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-5728131821474121873?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/5728131821474121873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=5728131821474121873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/5728131821474121873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/5728131821474121873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/09/24-sep.html' title='24 Sep'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-4486756546950109031</id><published>2009-09-20T14:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T14:45:33.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Woke up earlier than usual due to my sister and mum’s noise (sis was crying, mum was scolding). Noisy noisy…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Had a bizarre dream. Dream, nightmare… whatever.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I couldn’t remember what I dreamt of exactly, but just that I lost both my hands. It was quite weird though. Weird, and a little scary. I mean, you’ve just lost both your hands! I’m surprised I didn’t woke up screaming. Perhaps the peacefulness, and weirdness of the ‘dream’ kept me from being too afraid. Or perhaps I knew it wasn’t real…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Showered, and did homework. As per se.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Planning to go to the beach (which one, I don’t know) later. I’m in favour of this – doing homework in the salty breeze… and the azure skies, emerald green ocean… happy smiles… what’s not to like about the great outdoors? Furthermore, I’m a ‘fan’ of scenic sights… :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-4486756546950109031?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/4486756546950109031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=4486756546950109031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4486756546950109031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4486756546950109031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/09/20-sep.html' title='20 Sep'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-5064269766228735475</id><published>2009-09-18T18:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T18:16:32.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Perhaps it’s a little too late, but I finally found &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; article. It can’t be helped since I really &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; got to slack today (Fridays are for slacking!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Btw, it’s the 11/12 Sep article on our school: &lt;a title="http://www.tnp.sg/news/story/0,4136,213429,00.html" href="http://www.tnp.sg/news/story/0,4136,213429,00.html"&gt;http://www.tnp.sg/news/story/0,4136,213429,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, be proud and grateful for the Bartley ‘family’! Inspirational teachers – my PE, Chemistry etc. teachers. Boring but effective (in imparting knowledge) nonetheless teachers – my Physics, etc. teachers. For the other teachers, they’re like my family. Social Studies Teacher – the naggy old grandmother; MTL &amp;amp; E Maths – the cheerful (occasionally in a foul mood, but strict nonetheless) elder ‘sisters’; POA Teacher – the caring and concerned ‘godmother’; Geography – the fun and crazy ‘aunt’ etc. Thanks to all of them, and hopes they’ll do the same for us. I mean, I’m not catching up on my studies (fell sick, absent from school).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Secondly…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I finished my MTL work (composition) within 1+ hours!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thirdly…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Library was fun. I’m starting to think it’s because of the presence of Samantha. She brings with her noise everywhere she goes – noise in a good way. Thank you!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lastly…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We missed Winnie’s presence during photo taking. She ought to stop being so emotional… or easily affected. Put up a brave front, yeah?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh… I haven't cleared my debts yet. Oh well…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-5064269766228735475?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/5064269766228735475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=5064269766228735475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/5064269766228735475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/5064269766228735475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/09/18-sep.html' title='18 Sep'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-1419264738831363417</id><published>2009-09-16T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:28:58.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 Sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Surprised it isn’t midnight yet, but then, I’ll still be sleeping at 12. I’m going 2 tidy up my (general) file. Too messy…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Was able to complete my work except 4 a few…namely, my food and nutrition coursework. Going to do that right after my tidying fiesta.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;went 4 student leaders forum…nothing interesting. a few more sessions… just endure for a few more months…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;surprised sir canteen check up on his fellow facebook-ers… he should have seen the ‘I’m preoccupied with revision’ posts then.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ok, I shall end here. I’m busy, you know… before that:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reminders&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Food and Nutrition Coursework – get it done and printed out, especially Coursework B.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Don’t sit on the Chinese essay…&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Photo taking on Friday, read up article.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Help with the CCC thingy&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Find some songs (yuck, even though they’re not mine)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-1419264738831363417?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/1419264738831363417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=1419264738831363417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1419264738831363417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1419264738831363417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/09/16-sep_16.html' title='16 Sep'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-6431623982114224271</id><published>2009-09-16T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T00:25:38.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 Sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;12 midnight… drowning in homework.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Had worst day in school (suppose T’chers are already starting the treatment they gave 2 our seniors). Got home at around 5+pm? And from then on, munch on chocolates (yes, I know but it’s not like I care. It’s &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; chocolate) while doing work.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ugh… why won’t they allow me 2 drop Chinese?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ll look ghastly (as per se) with my lack of sleep and poor nutrition. Hmm…I’ve forgotten to take my medication again this morning. Ah, who cares?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Remaining homework 2 submerge myself in:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Food &amp;amp; Nutrition Coursework A and B – just edit and print out.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;SS homework (worksheet) – just the last 2 question (essay and SBQ)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;MTL composition – newspaper thingy. Yuck.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;POA WS – by Friday. Get others’ to copy or clear all my doubts now.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Revise. &lt;em&gt;Revise&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Revise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Need I say more?&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How do I improve my mandarin? Listen to Chinese songs? Read Chinese newspapers? Practice? Hmm… should consult Winnie and her study tips.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Having a damn headache again…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-6431623982114224271?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/6431623982114224271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=6431623982114224271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6431623982114224271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6431623982114224271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/09/16-sep.html' title='16 Sep'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-7633617016050399829</id><published>2009-09-14T16:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:52:23.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A really really silent morning assembly. You can hear the crows’ shrill shrieks without having to strain your ears. Hence, the morning assembly is filled with crows’ noise instead of humans. That silence was broken by our favourite teacher. I’m surprised Mr. Rangen didn’t chime in his disappointment. Stupid teachers enjoy threatening us. Do they come to school just to torture us? Bunch of crazy Sadists…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Had another ‘headache and me’ sharing session during English. Surprisingly, she was on sick leave. I just hope she hadn’t caught anything from me… Though reflecting about it, that seems incorrect. I mean, there’s a time gap between &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; illness and mine. Unless she was on a vomiting spree at home, then I’m innocent. Did I mention that EL was interesting? First time we didn’t have to do anything! Just listen to the passage. What a nice start to the new school term…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Physics was alright. Same old, same old. Struggling to remember past formulae. By &lt;em&gt;past&lt;/em&gt;, I meant those taught before the school holidays. In case you’re staring at me like I’m a retard, don’t be surprised. This isn’t the first time my memory decided to leave me to my own devices.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nothing to comment during recess. But then, what can I say when I’m having a sore throat and I lost my voice? Btw, thanks to Phyllis for indulging me the hints. Thanks. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;CME – as per se. Got my voice back but talking was a strain. To talk meant to get raked with coughs. Btw, I agree with Mr. S’s friend, he is a sadist. I mean, remember the bag over head accident? The merciless teasing? Yeah… but still, he’s a great teacher. A great teacher, and a lonely old man. Okay, perhaps not &lt;em&gt;old&lt;/em&gt;… but then, he feels lonely talking to no one. Is it alright to suggest adopting a cat to him?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;SS… crammed like crazy. Managed to, but forgotten the format. Well, just the conclusion part. No, &lt;strike&gt;it’s not because of carelessness&lt;/strike&gt;, okay, fine. So I was careless… *bleah*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Can’t find anyone after school so refilled my water(even though I’ve been drinking, people still hinted that I should take care.), ate and went 4 ACT. Results for Entrepreneur not out yet… Doubt I’ll be the top 3. Like I said, presentation skills – okay. Business idea etc. – not very polished.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On the way out of school…&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;the guard… “&lt;em&gt;take care of yourself”&lt;/em&gt;. He meant that I look bad, and would fall ill… (it was obvious, he was empathising the whole phrase and staring, perhaps my ghastly appearance or nametag) This happened twice. I suggested to the girls beside me that I would like to go home. After a &lt;em&gt;“Why?”&lt;/em&gt; which I don’t really get to answer(sore throat and fear of coughing in front of people), she said(more to herself than me) &lt;em&gt;“Oh yeah hor… you look kinda pale.”&lt;/em&gt; Need I say more?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But too bad, I stayed. A good student as always… In actuality, I was just afraid of mum’s nags at me, my state of health, being a freeloader @ home blah blah blah…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-7633617016050399829?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/7633617016050399829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=7633617016050399829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/7633617016050399829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/7633617016050399829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/09/14-sep.html' title='14 Sep'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-6716302998942556617</id><published>2009-09-13T10:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T11:02:29.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Even though I’m single and have never went through any heartbreaking… moments, I’m currently listening to love songs. &lt;em&gt;Chinese&lt;/em&gt; love songs…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;JJ Lin - 江南 jiang nan(sorry, I don’t know it’s meaning in EL)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This phrase warms my heart:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;还以为殉情只是古老的传言   &lt;br /&gt;Thought that committing suicide together in the name of love is just an ancient tale    &lt;br /&gt;离愁能有多痛 痛有多浓    &lt;br /&gt;The sorrow of leaving each other, the pain is deep(??excuse my… attempt at translating into mandarin.)    &lt;br /&gt;当梦被埋在江南烟雨中    &lt;br /&gt;When the dream being buried in the smoky rain of river south    &lt;br /&gt;心碎了才懂    &lt;br /&gt;Only did we understand when our heart was broken.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Jay Chou – 将军 jiang jun(Checkmate)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Very rappy. Very nice. Hugs this!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Fish Cheung - 崇拜 chong bai(worship?)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Overall is very… soothing. At least till the end. But I still like it nonetheless, meaningful lyrics. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;F.I.R. - 月牙湾 yue ya wan(crescent moon bay)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The starting part was good, but as for the lyrics… there’s 1 part that kind of repels me (Courtesy of &lt;a title="http://www.jay-chou.net/forums/showthread.php?t=27374" href="http://www.jay-chou.net/forums/showthread.php?t=27374"&gt;http://www.jay-chou.net/forums/showthread.php?t=27374&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;是誰的心哪   &lt;br /&gt;shi shui de xing na    &lt;br /&gt;Whose heart is it    &lt;br /&gt;孤單地留下    &lt;br /&gt;gu dan di liu xia    &lt;br /&gt;(That) is alone and left behind    &lt;br /&gt;他還好嗎    &lt;br /&gt;ta hai hao ma    &lt;br /&gt;Is he still well    &lt;br /&gt;我多想愛他    &lt;br /&gt;wo duo xiang ai ta    &lt;br /&gt;How I want to love him&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh, and did I mention I suffered another bout of insomnia? I suppose I need to consult the doctor… I’m coughing, and suffering from lack of sleep after all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The coughing… perhaps it’s not so smart to consume chocolate since it’s just a week since I got the vomiting-spree of a fever…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Note: For you NejiTen supporters out there, view these links. It’s not mine, sadly. But yeah, that’s a devout NejiTen pairing fan there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.fanfiction.net/u/870350/wildcatt" href="http://www.fanfiction.net/u/870350/wildcatt"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/u/870350/wildcatt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="http://community.livejournal.com/nejiten/335823.html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/nejiten/335823.html"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/nejiten/335823.html&lt;/a&gt; (note: this is where I’ve found most of the Chinese love songs anyway.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-6716302998942556617?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/6716302998942556617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=6716302998942556617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6716302998942556617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6716302998942556617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/09/13-sep.html' title='13 Sep'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-4474218865341582952</id><published>2009-09-11T19:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:20:56.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just realised something. Something important. Something I had forgotten time and again to blog…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My T3 report scores!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;alright, I’m relaxed now. Here goes the blindingly disgusting scores:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;   &lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;       &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="240"&gt;           &lt;p align="left"&gt;English Language&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="85"&gt;73&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="74"&gt;A2&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;        &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="240"&gt;           &lt;p align="left"&gt;Chinese&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="85"&gt;44&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="74"&gt;E8&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;        &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="240"&gt;           &lt;p align="left"&gt;Mathematics&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="85"&gt;69&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="74"&gt;B3&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;        &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="240"&gt;           &lt;p align="left"&gt;Science (Phys, Chemistry)&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="85"&gt;74&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="74"&gt;A2&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;        &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="240"&gt;           &lt;p align="left"&gt;Combined Humanities (SS, Geog)&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="85"&gt;58.5&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="74"&gt;C5&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;        &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="240"&gt;           &lt;p align="left"&gt;Principles Of Accounts&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="85"&gt;55&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="74"&gt;C5&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;        &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="240"&gt;           &lt;p align="left"&gt;Food &amp;amp; Nutrition&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="85"&gt;56&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td valign="top" width="74"&gt;C5&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Remarks: …grasps new ideas readily and shows that …is keen in her work.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Let’s all take a laugh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Please – grasping new concepts comes from a &lt;em&gt;science&lt;/em&gt; teacher. If only he saw my Languages P1…then I’m not very familiar with new concepts.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;‘keen in … work’ same old same old. no need for further elaboration, yes?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I failed MTL, and passed E Maths – and a B3 while at it. It’s always such a case. Pass MTL, fail E Maths and vice versa.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Don’t want to talk about my C5s…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Had dad drove me 2 school in the morn, 10.20am did work. Rush rush rush…Life is a rush, hurry else the worms get eaten.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Presentation: I was talking with a sore and dry throat. Genius.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Whoever assumed that just because I was Commendation Day’s emcee meant I had a chance to get into the top 3 is &lt;em&gt;wrong&lt;/em&gt;. Emceeing is about confidence, voice projection etc. , meaning that no brain works is required – unlike Entrepreneur. Understand?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lastly, thanks 2 the ‘bakers cum entrepreneur’ friends of mine. Thanks for the leftovers (no sarcasm intended) of mango, grape (loves!!), chocolate toppings etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes, I’ve written a D.Gray-man fanfic, “Sodium Bicarbonate” – R &amp;amp; R.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Speaking of fanfic…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I received a review!!! From a Singaporean? Yes, I think so.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That I need to up my ratings. I didn’t know I was using any vulgarities till s/he told me!! And I’m too lazy to change…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2 No. 4 (sorry, 4gt your name…):&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did you recommend that person on facebook so you can taunt me?! Anyway, thank you very much but in case you have questions…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1) Even though he has the same surname as me, he’s not my relative (at least I think so)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2) How did you know I write?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-4474218865341582952?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/4474218865341582952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=4474218865341582952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4474218865341582952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4474218865341582952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/09/11-sep.html' title='11 Sep'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-1139703129708731124</id><published>2009-09-10T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:15:25.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;LadyLolli: Dontwannaopenmymouthbutjustrant. Sighing in…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Blackmailed, blackmailed, and got blackmailed some more. Don’t ask.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Met quite a number of Bartleyans @ Suntec.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As predicted, &lt;strike&gt;parents were planning on going 2 Suntec.&lt;/strike&gt; Family is probably at Suntec now. Didn’t go as I was trying 2 complete Entrepreneur slides…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hungry 4 snacks. Finally took a bite of chocolate. After 2 itty bitty pieces, I stopped. Lesson learnt.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have 2 ‘visit’ the school tomorrow. Not really anticipating it though.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;By the way, I posted a D. Gray-man FF. Miranda-centric, non-romance. Just, as the review call it, ‘cute’. Yes, what the review said is true. I wrote it @ 2AM due 2 insomnia.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Btw, do not question me when I say the dark is not scary.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have my reason:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I suffered from insomnia ever since the term holidays began. I’m more or less conditioned to the darkness at night now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In fact, mum seems to find me creeping about in the dark more now…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ugh…my hands are itching to write another piece of work!! But I have work to accomplish!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Where’s my priority placed? On the not-plotted FF? Or my work due tomorrow?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Speaking of plots, I need to brush up on the plot of whatever stories I write…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ugh, better finish up the work first…due tomorrow anyway.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;LadyLolli: Currently addicted to Stacie Orrico’s (There’s gotta be) More to Life. Sighing out…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-1139703129708731124?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/1139703129708731124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=1139703129708731124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1139703129708731124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1139703129708731124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/09/10-sep.html' title='10 Sep'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-8854841805097394359</id><published>2009-09-08T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:12:47.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’m bored, and it’s one of the rare moments I don’t have to nurse a headache so I’m going to humour myself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1.YOUR REAL NAME: Daphne&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME(first 3 letters of real name plus -izzle): Dapizzle (that sounds plain weird!! XDD)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME(favourite colour and favourite animal): White Butterfly (I prefer this translated in Jap or any other language. :D)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME(middle name, and current street name): Low Macpherson (??)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5. YOUR STAR WARS NAME(the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name, last 3 letters of mom's maiden name): KueDaEny (um…i think it’s supposed to &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; make sense. XDD)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6. YOUR SUPERHERO NAME(2nd favourite colour, favourite drink): Pink Carrot (LOLs!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;7. YOUR ARAB NAME(2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, any letter of your middle name, 2nd letter of your moms maiden name, 3rd letter of you dads middle name, 1st letter of a siblings first name, last letter of your moms middle name): Aeoee (Arabians! this does not make sense to you either, yes? ‘cause it doesn’t – to me, and the general public as well, i should think)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-8854841805097394359?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/8854841805097394359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=8854841805097394359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8854841805097394359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8854841805097394359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/09/8-sep.html' title='8 Sep'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-6677899037389712271</id><published>2009-09-05T14:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T14:29:47.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;.Untitled.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;©&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt; my work.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;#160; The building stood hidden behind the thick expanse of land called a forest, behind the half incomplete construction site, lights winking mischievously. The mist gradually, silently blanketed the mansion, obscuring the view from the public eye.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;#160; Inside, the inhabitants – Mr. Haden Bryn and Mrs. Maryanne Bryn – dusted the house, in preparation for the coming guests for their 23&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; anniversary. The ceremony was also the 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; death anniversary of their daughter – Genevieve Bryn.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;#160; “Have you sent the invitation cards, Jenny?” Mrs. Bryn whispered in her smooth velvet voice.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;#160; “Yes, Mrs. Bryn.” The maid answered curtly. Face emotionless, eyes glazed. The inhabitants of the mansion are all like that – emotionless, charming, alluring…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;[Soft chuckle]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;#160; “Ah! Genevieve!” both the Bryn’s greeted. They both knew that their beloved daughter wouldn’t abandon them. In fact, she stayed behind despite being dead. They couldn’t see her, but they could hear her. It’s a common occurrence; hence the dead look the mansion’s inhabitant’s wear.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;#160; “My birthday! I’m so excited!” [Soft giggles]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;#160; “Of course, Lady Genevieve” the maid answered.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;#160; “Thank you, Jenny.” The ghost chuckled, replying to her beloved maid.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;#160; With another round of soft chuckles, Genevieve was gone. Not to heaven, all the inhabitants knew, but somewhere around or about the house.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;#160; They were right – she visited the construction site located in front of her home. Of all places she hated, this was it. It contained large metal moving objects, making huge amounts of noise…disturbing the peace of her home and the forest surrounding it. She hated this place, yet she frequents this place – just to haunt the workers there.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;#160; It was night. No one was around and all was silent…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;#160; She chuckled softly as she gave the disgusting white machines a ‘makeover’.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;#160; Oh, what glee!&lt;/i&gt; Genevieve giggled, splashing all the paint on the machines, using heavy tools to smash the windows, setting the forest animals to vandalize the machinery. Her final work – before dawn arrives – was to let the long metal beams drop onto the grounds. If possible, she would like to at least hit one worker…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;[Soft chuckle]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;#160; With a final laugh, she disappeared into the shelter of her home – far away from the hands of the sun and into the abyss of darkness, thoughts on her upcoming birthday celebration.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;comments, suggestions etc. are appreciated.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-6677899037389712271?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/6677899037389712271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=6677899037389712271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6677899037389712271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6677899037389712271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/09/5-sep.html' title='5 Sep'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-3035291357373043601</id><published>2009-09-03T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:31:39.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I don’t fucking care anymore.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To the damn spammer, have you ever suffered from continuous vomiting and fever? If not, then fuck off. Stop spamming me just because the entire rubbish group didn’t prepare any research. I’m not very interested in helping – more so when I’m unwell.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The polyclinic and NHS aren’t so different. I have to wait, like, 45 minutes just to receive healthcare treatment? Damn the doctor. I’m exhausted, I’m thirsty, I just want to get treatment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m afraid of water…I’m so thirsty.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I would throw up when I drink as much as 1 sip of water…Ugh. My headache.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Why do idiots enjoy asking me for assistance when I’m feeling extremely ill?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m afraid of vomiting.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-3035291357373043601?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/3035291357373043601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=3035291357373043601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3035291357373043601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3035291357373043601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-sep.html' title='3 Sep'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-6600868984287412794</id><published>2009-09-01T16:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:10:47.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’m bored.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I want to do something but noooo, I don’t feel up to doing anything. I blame this on my fever… damn the seaweeds. okay, perhaps it’s my fault for consuming so much but hey, they’re delish! Who in their right mind would want to reject such a snack? Not me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m sneezing all day long and it’s driving me nuts. I even have a tissue box right next to me – with used tissues scattered around me. I don’t have a dustbin in my room.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The coughing is bearable, I suppose.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The sneezing, on the other hand, is &lt;strong&gt;not.&lt;/strong&gt; In addition, I have a raging headache and weak limbs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Quite a long while since I suffered from this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-6600868984287412794?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/6600868984287412794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=6600868984287412794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6600868984287412794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6600868984287412794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/09/1-sep.html' title='1 Sep'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-747855890609016397</id><published>2009-08-30T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T19:56:38.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Altogether insipid day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Woke up @ 3pm. Remembered that I have ballet @ 2pm too late. What did I do? I shrugged my shoulders and headed to the bathroom. Yes, I’m not very bothered. I mean, I just got up and my head is very foggy. And I’m too irritated to think much.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was alone in a boring cluttered room. With no solid or junk food to consume. I don’t feel hungry, just bored.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I chatted, did *some*(read: 1 piece) homework, chatted etc. All in all – a trite Sunday. Or as I say to my chat buddies, &lt;em&gt;rain-&lt;/em&gt;day(raining @ my place). Afterwards, did some ‘arrangements’ to fake my appearance at ballet(which I didn’t attend sue to me oversleeping)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mum reached home just now. She leant on my drawer and &lt;em&gt;casually&lt;/em&gt; asked where I went. In a blasé way, I replied that I went 4 ballet – at 2pm. She believed me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She then entered my room a few minutes later. And offered me a suspicious looking piece of chocolate bread. Suspicious as it seems as if multiple animals bitten on it. She convinced me it was the tastiest…I ate it. Light cinnamon and chocolate sprinkles. Nice…:D Thx Mum!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m going to write a continuation of the FF i wrote yesterday(Life in General – Naruto)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-747855890609016397?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/747855890609016397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=747855890609016397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/747855890609016397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/747855890609016397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/30-aug.html' title='30 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-2288045934048247282</id><published>2009-08-28T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:36:13.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My limbs – especially my legs – feel extremely cold. My face, head…feel warm. Probably due 2 me not tying my hair up and being near the com doing homework. Again. I’m never homework free. Might as well…I’m thinking of being a hermit. By requesting mum 2 confiscate my laptop so that I use my time efficiently.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My phone is still not working. Not in the mood 2 explain this…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;MTL – as expected – was horrendous as per se. Someone complained that I sabotaged them – whatever. I mean, you’re her class vice-chairperson, aren’t you? You should know and inform. ‘Team mates’ of mine didn’t think I contribute to the project. Whatever. Let me fail, so that mum would exempt me from CL. I rather learn French or Japanese. Then there’s a dumb test. I’m going to fail again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Didn’t bother 2 stay and complete Library CIP planning. Fastidious work are trying on me. As well as Sam and Josephine…Why the hell are we elected to be the President, Vice and Secretary?! And no help whatsoever from the previous leaders.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Took 80 and had 2 delve into my memory 2 remember where the phone shop is. Went into some provision shops check on the prices of the equipment needed for the Library CIP. Found them; going to purchase them soon. Later.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Told mum about my phone. I want to apologise 2 her – but it would be too awkward – for snapping back at her even though she’s trying to help me…Sorry, Mum. For this…and my results.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-2288045934048247282?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/2288045934048247282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=2288045934048247282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2288045934048247282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2288045934048247282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/28-aug_28.html' title='28 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-506343027622034090</id><published>2009-08-27T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:40:01.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Silly me, too intent on peeling the pinkish skin off the bun to notice the bus.*Sigh*In the end, took another bus from another bus stop further from home. Seriously, the roads around my home are…ridiculous!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lessons – suffered from the cold weather. Rain rain rain all day, just don’t harass us on CIP day…I ran for PE though I passed.Oh well, that’s what classmates’ do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m a one-woman team.The idiots didn’t attend training today.Again.Bastards.Whatever, like I care.If it’s a one-woman team, the $$ mine!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chased the damn bus to get home.Didn’t missed it, thankfully. Went to the provision shop nearby, met an interesting bunch of people – of different races(couldn’t resist adding; I mean, Singapore’s known for her multi culturism! XD)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nothing much 2 say, just that I’m suffering from pounding headaches – again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t want to pen down any reminders or any of that sort…it’s already stressing as it already is.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-506343027622034090?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/506343027622034090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=506343027622034090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/506343027622034090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/506343027622034090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/28-aug.html' title='27 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-8659711950638500953</id><published>2009-08-26T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:44:22.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Currently feeling much better.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Received SMS from dearest food &amp;amp; nutrition teacher on the topics tested. Yes~! But for some reason, (or perhaps from previous experience), I suppose I should study the others…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Too bad she didn’t hint us on which is for which. Makes life so much easier. I mean, at least we don’t have to cram info for which one is not going to be in the essay.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Either way, we &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; need to cram in info.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What do teachers take us for? We’re not high achieving students. In fact, I’m a under achiever. Evidence seen from my CA results.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now that I think about it, the teacher’s SMS is just &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; I MSN-ed the class rep. Coincidentally freaky. But I’m grateful nonetheless. Lesser things to cram into my brain.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dumping *almost* overdue books down the library ‘chute’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;LadyLolli: Relieved yet Depressed – Logging Out…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-8659711950638500953?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/8659711950638500953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=8659711950638500953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8659711950638500953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8659711950638500953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/26-aug_26.html' title='26 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-2512911704414473606</id><published>2009-08-26T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:23:54.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Library Announcements&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;No CCA on Friday(check organiser). Meeting with those in charge of CIP. Hound t’chers on that day, get their car plate no. Do up the paper(accounting)and draft of email. Collect sponge, cut off the metallic part, ask about the dry cloth. The materials – by Friday.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;Entrepreneur Training&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;Hazizi, Hee Ling: Training on 27/8(Thurs)from 3pm, at Computer Lab 2.Get your(mainly Hazizi) asses there.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mood: Exhausted, irritated.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Crazy mum screamed at me for draining the $100+ fixtures down the drain.In a fit of bad mood, breathed her foul mouth to check my phone. Nosy bitch. There’s such a thing as ‘mind your own business’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Irritating siblings.One is too whiney.The other is too stubborn.Which part of ‘no’ is too difficult to grasp?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m low on Vitamin C and is currently stressed out.No mood 2 go online.Don’t bother asking.Dying seems a better alternative choice now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-2512911704414473606?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/2512911704414473606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=2512911704414473606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2512911704414473606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2512911704414473606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/26-aug.html' title='26 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-377632821891901360</id><published>2009-08-25T18:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T18:53:49.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Library Club Announcements&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Those whom wanted to purchase the Library Photos, inform Ms. Lee MK after school. The pictures are $3 each, and A5(?) sized.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1 thing can always lead to another – either good or bad. It’s the latter 4 me this morning. I got cramps…our class did cooking…(cooking puts me in a bad mood, see?)received our social studies CA…did badly – like all the others but I doubt &lt;em&gt;mummy dearest&lt;/em&gt; will understand(when have she even bothered to understand me?!Only when the thin thread to sanity snapped)…and stupid me, &lt;em&gt;talking&lt;/em&gt; to an insensitive person.When a person cries a lot, you would think s/he is more susceptive to others’ feelings. Apparently not.And so, little me walked out of the classroom, tears and feelings kept under a tight lid, towards the classroom with a motive – to get distracted(meaning: do work to get my mind off…&lt;em&gt;things&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Sec 3 year is too harsh. People cried. For academics, for personal lives. I’m not interested in the crushes or whatever. Like I said, I’m not too bothered by &lt;em&gt;boys&lt;/em&gt;; I just want to get my studies over, work, earn $$, and work, earn $$ again.For academics…moaning like a banshee over spilt milk is a no-no. As I like 2 say – the w0rld does &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; revolve around you. You’re not the only 1 who failed.You got better scores than me, I didn’t and didn’t wail. So why cry? Get real.&lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; want 2 cry, cry for a better reason. Your boyfriend broke your heart, someone passed away…those are acceptable.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thanks to the cafeteria woman.As well as my food and nutrition teacher.But I’m not interested in eating healthily or eating more.I’m not anorexic, nor am I bulimic.Just…no appetite.So, no need 2 worry about my health at all.Since I won’t even bother eating a balanced meal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-377632821891901360?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/377632821891901360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=377632821891901360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/377632821891901360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/377632821891901360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/25-aug.html' title='25 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-1603349372089121489</id><published>2009-08-24T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:21:41.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Here’s something I’ve written(don’t look an inspiration in the mouth). Btw, inspiration gotten from Ayumi Hamasaki’s PV “Jewel”. I’ve tried my hardest to describe the setting. Let me tell you, it’s not easy…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;u&gt;[ Cold Stones ]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;It was cold.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;Blue, empty, barren land. A cave enclosed in ice. White puffs of smoke drifted about the space. Stalactites hang from the ceiling of the spacious room, glinting and shimmering like diamonds. Still water, except for the occasional, albeit silent drip of drop of water from the hanging stalactites, creating concentric circles on the water. Small stones, as if diamonds, gleamed against the light. It mesmerized Alice. The beauty…graceful, elegant…timeless beauty.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;She walked deeper and deeper.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;Glass like figures sprouted from the icy ground. Fragile…a flower bloomed, resembling a tulip, yet seemed to be made of glass. A gnarly tree stands tall, yet easily breakable. Branches leafless, transparent, sharp and dangerous. Grass, flowers…blooming on the cold blue ground. Glass figurines, so intricate, so…alive; shimmering as it bathed in the light. A butterfly fluttered about, leaves falling the ground, unhurried…grass fluttering to an invisible breeze.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;Alice continued on.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;A darker, colder expanse of ice and black twigs, climbing, reaching towards the non-existent light greeted her. She spied a woman dressed in white, head covered by the overhanging twigs, leaves sprouting, softly, silently, shimmering in the light.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;The woman in white lifted her head slowly, gracefully, shifting her hands, removing the cover it provided. Eyes fluttered opened unhurried.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;The woman was stunning. Dazzling…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;Her eyes…the pupils were a different shade of colour, sky blue, emerald green, ruby red revolving round and round her eye… The colours reflected on her eyes were mesmerizing. Many shades, blending, mixing, to form her pupil. Her eyelashes were fanned out and white, seeming alike to a swan preparing for flight. Diamonds dotted along her eyes, and scattered around her thick eyelashes.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;Hair, hazel brown hair, trapped neatly in a head net of sparkling white diamond. The snow woman’s hair, tied in a ponytail, encased with another shimmering hairclip. She wore an intricately designed earring. Like the land, white and lustrous, twinkling.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;The woman shifted again, gracefully, hands full of sparkly rings, reverting to their original position; hiding the woman in white’s face. Glittering snow falling onto the ground, glistening plants drooping, sleeping…resting…black twigs glinting with the snow that touched them, aiding in hiding the elegant, beautiful woman’s face.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;Alice stood there, breathless. The icy chamber…so still, so silent, yet continued to be radiant, alluring. The cold blue tavern was breathtaking, mystifying.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;[ Cold Stones © Daphne L. aka Li’l Asian Grrrl ]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Arial"&gt;[ Jewel © Ayumi Hamasaki ]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-1603349372089121489?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/1603349372089121489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=1603349372089121489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1603349372089121489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1603349372089121489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/24-aug_24.html' title='24 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-4718242537947342854</id><published>2009-08-24T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T18:27:46.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The ACES Day dance is, as per say, making me sleepy. For an exercise supposedly waking up people, I’m surprised I can still feel sleepy doing the dance; and after it. I’m kind of disappointed – the teachers choreographed it, not students. What a waste of creativity. Not that teachers aren’t…although they may be.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was threatened by my own Science(Chemistry) teacher today. Chemistry teachers seem to enjoy targeting me. 1st is the accident where I got blackmailed to get an A1 for Science by our favourite teacher. 2nd is this…*frowns*and does he need to wave the visualizer &lt;em&gt;under my nose&lt;/em&gt;?! And why oh why must the threat be: “You better score full marks for your mole concept.”?! Stupid me was too concentrated on the dangers of the visualizer to care about what he say, and so, I nodded. &lt;em&gt;I hate my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Went out after CA with my pals. Got to say our 6th senses are not as coordinated. Perhaps this is due to me not listening, and their not explaining everything(details included). Maybe they should advise me to shush when they want to discuss something. I’m quite a mouth this few days – cause talking distracts me from what’s upsetting me…let me say this before hand, pardon me 4 talking none stop.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-4718242537947342854?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/4718242537947342854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=4718242537947342854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4718242537947342854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4718242537947342854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/24-aug.html' title='24 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-4577801605582212596</id><published>2009-08-20T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T16:54:06.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;~Segment 1~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think I understand the hierarchy of Singapore schools now.Yeah well, I’m like that.I need time to think up of a suitable word to label things(for example me, schools etc.).For finding out about it, I’m not as successful as when I label something else.Hmm…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2day is an extremely dreary day.We did an ugly Aces Day dance(yuck to the song and moves).Got back to class and feel drained.I feel like an empty shell.I feel tired,yet not sleepy…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think I’ll post a story later.Currently no motivation nor inspiration.Where is he?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-4577801605582212596?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/4577801605582212596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=4577801605582212596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4577801605582212596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4577801605582212596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/20-aug.html' title='20 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-8598935310155245287</id><published>2009-08-19T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:49:32.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Truths – cause I’m bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;1. last beverage – Pokka Premium Milk Tea&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;2. last phone call – VG&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;3. last text message - VG&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;4. last song you listened to – Chasing Lights by The Saturdays&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;5. last time you cried – a few months back when the string to sanity snap&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;6. dated someone twice -&amp;#160; never dated anyone b4 so don’t ask&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;7. been cheated on – cheated? i don’t even have a partner to cheat on!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;8. kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it – I’m not a big fan of kissing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;9. Lost someone special – yeah. a friend whom consider me a backstabber, and my precious stuff toy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;10. been depressed – refer to my previous prime messaged on MSN&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;11. been drunk and threw up – drunk, nope. threw up but still conscious, yes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;12. Pink&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;13. White&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;14. Creamy colours&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2009)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;15. Made a new friend – oh yes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;16. Fallen out of love – no bf 2 talk about, much less fallen out with&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;17. Laughed until you cried – definitely&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;18. Met someone who changed you – yes, but for the worse(my parents’ opinion)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;19. Found out who your true friends were – not yet, hopefully I will soon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;20. Found out someone was talking about you – oh, she did it blatantly&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;21. Kissed anyone on your fb friend's list – never kissed and never will, hopefully&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;GENERAL:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;22. How many people on your fb friends list do you know in real life - most&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;24. Do you have any pets – nope, allergies&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;25. Do you want to change your name – yes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;26. What did you do for your last birthday – laze around at home, I’m not a fan of birthday parties thrown for me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;27. What time did you wake up today – 5.30am, then dragged it till 6.10am&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;28. What were you doing at midnight last night – overdue homework&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;29. Name something you CANNOT wait for – the end-of-year exams so that I can go home early and sleep&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;30. Last time you saw your Mother – watching Korean drama on sis’s laptop&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life – to not be so sickly!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;32. What are you listening to right now – If This Is Love by The Saturdays&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom - No&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;34. What's getting on your nerves right now – pounding headache and mass construction everywhere I go&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;35. Most visited webpage – fanfiction.net and blogs (mostly mine)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;36. What's your real name – not interested in indulging such things.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;37. Nicknames – LadyLolli; Lil’ Asian Grrrl&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;38. Relationship Status – Single&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;39.Zodiac sign – Libra, so if I hesitate, don’t blame me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;40. Male or female? Obvious from ‘LadyLolli’ and ‘Lil’ Asian Grrl’ that I’m a female&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;41. Primary – MacPherson Primary&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;42. Secondary – Bartley Secondary&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;43. Others – nope; don’t take tuition classes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;44. Hair colour – Shades of brown and red, don’t ask why cause I don’t know either &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;45. Long or short – Long hair&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;46. Height – not sure as the machine is not to be trusted&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;47. Do you have a crush on someone? Who knows? Cause I don’t know myself&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;48. What do you like about yourself? That I can laugh even under stress&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;49. Piercings – Earrings?Yep.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;50.Tattoos – I’m afraid of pain, so no.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;51. Righty or lefty – Right handed&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;52. First surgery – nope&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;53. First piercing – Earring at the age of 4&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;54. First best friend – Don’t recall&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;55. First sport you joined – Ballet, but thinking of joining basketball&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;56. First vacation – China?Or is it Thailand?Or Vietnam?Forgotten&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;57. Current sport – Dreading tomorrow’s Rugby session&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;58. First crush – is a wrong guy for me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;RIGHT NOW:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;59. Eating – Haven’t eaten anything except lunch, not hungry either&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;60. Drinking – I will survive without drinking, no worries&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;61. I'm about to – pack my bag&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;62. Listening to – Make A Move by BoA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;63. Waiting for – my eyes to get droopy or inspiration to hit me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;64. Want kids? I’d rather be focused on work&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;65. Get Married? not interested&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;66. Career? Author, emcee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;WHICH IS BETTER :&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;67. Lips or eyes - eyes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;68. Hugs or kisses – kisses, I’m not a hug type&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;69. Shorter or taller – tall, or perhaps around my height&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;70. Older or Younger – Around my age or older, either way I’m not interested&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;71. Romantic or spontaneous – romantic, cause I don’t want 2 spontaneous people&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;72. Nice stomach or nice arms – Ugh…both&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;73. Sensitive or loud - loud&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;74. Hook-up or relationship – hook-up, easier for me, easier for you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;75. Trouble maker or hesitant – trouble maker, I’d prefer not having 2 hesitant people; nothing will get done&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;76. Kissed a stranger – course not&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;77. Drank hard liquor – yes, to the disapproval of mummy dearest but approval of darling daddy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;78. Lost glasses/contacts – of course&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;79. Sex on first date – not even in a relationship&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;80. Broken someone's heart – not sure&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;81. Had your own heart broken – not really cause i don’t care for such things&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;82. Been arrested – nope, being run-down, yes.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;83. Turned someone down – yeah&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;84. Cried when someone died – d’uh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;85. Fallen for a friend? nope&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;86. Yourself – only when I’m in the mood&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;87. Miracles – not at all&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;88. Love at first sight – cliché and no, i don’t believe it&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;89. Heaven – who knows?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;90. Santa Claus – is not real&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;91. Kiss on the first date – not interested in dates&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;92. Angels – no&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;93. Had more than one bf/gf? - nope&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;94. Do you love to read? – you’re talking to a bookworm&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;95. Did you sing today? National Anthem?No, not at all&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;96. Ever cheated on somebody? nope&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go, and why? my mistakes make me gain more knowledge. so why would i want 2 go back in time?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it, what would it be? – last year wasn’t as stressful…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;99. Are you afraid of falling in love? - yes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;100. Posting this as 100 truths? depends on how you view it&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-8598935310155245287?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/8598935310155245287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=8598935310155245287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8598935310155245287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8598935310155245287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/100-truths-cause-im-bored.html' title='100 Truths – cause I’m bored'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-6000523291691516387</id><published>2009-08-19T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T18:47:03.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;~Segment 1~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ugh…my ears!!Why mass construction?!Damn…having to hear those damn machines whir, drill and whatever else is giving me a &lt;strong&gt;bad&lt;/strong&gt; headache.I get to hear it in school.I get to hear it at home.What’s next?I get to hear it from upstairs?!And the damn email is not functioning properly.Again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On 2 lighter matters.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thanks 2 my god-brother(for cheering me up; and I’m sorry for my cold behaviour a while back-no mood 2 be social),my god-sisters(most of the time,anyway.But I don’t want 2 take you’ all for granted),my knight(don’t be upset; I want to deal this on my own,ok?Don’t be mad at me; smile yourself! :DD)I suppose I’m fine today…I couldn’t wait for the insults(no,I’m not crazy.It’s good writing material.Not kidding you.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Another dreary day.Going to work on my fan fiction today.I’ve delayed the other chapters for too long.No, don’t throw things at me.I didn’t not update on purpose.I was busy.And needed a 2 week break(which I’ll probably drag till the September Holidays to start working again…*ouch!I’ll get to work!Really!no throwing!*)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;~Segment 2~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The door swung open without much protest from its hinges.The mist crawled in – silently, stealthily. The translucent vapour slowly crept up her legs, wrapping itself like tendrils of a plant. Reaching, reaching past her ankles. Covering her vision, clocking the sounds.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The girl hesitated. &lt;em&gt;Should she step out?&lt;/em&gt; The mist is thick, dense, heavy. She strengthened her resolve and stepped out of the threshold. The dark embracing her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She shivered as the chill brushed past her, the wind whispering softly. Just then, she heard a faint but lilting melody. The familiar and…happy tune warmed her, and beckoned her to follow – like a siren song.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The mist clung to her legs stubbornly, making walking difficult. As she neared the source of the melody, she glimpse the light flooding out the doorway before winking out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The girl stood before the grand old dame, out of breathe. Partly because of its magnificent structure, partly because walking is a strain.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Without registering what she is doing, her hands reached out to knock on the door.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knock knock…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The door groaned loudly as it slid open, a mop of silver hair greeted her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Yes?”the head looked up at her.The air thinning and parting out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The girl screamed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The head chuckled, door groaning once again as it closed, hinges shrieking maliciously. The mist blanketing her once more. Knees growing weak, she dropped down onto the ground, panting and sobbing silently.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The head was staring at her with hollow eyes. &lt;em&gt;It…is not human…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;LadyLolli’s work = copyrighted©&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Comments please. And yes, due to &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; have people spam my tag box, I’m continuing the previous story(refer 18 Aug post)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-6000523291691516387?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/6000523291691516387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=6000523291691516387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6000523291691516387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6000523291691516387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/19-aug.html' title='19 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-7314843490347512278</id><published>2009-08-18T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:53:44.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I think I wasted lots of money.Really.The bill is going to look ugly.Oh dear God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Skipped CCA just so I can attend tuition. In some ways helpful, in some ways not.The ‘not’:I was too tired 2 fully use my brain.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, had a chat with the girl, leaving its witnesses more confused.Seriously,if you were 2 hate someone, don’t do it behind their back.Hate outright.I mean, it’s a free world.You hate who you hate;you like who you like.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And after the chat, I hope she’ll continue the criticisms/complaints etc.Good writing material.Not that I’m crazy.Don’t jump to conclusions, or assume things unless you’re absolutely sure.Reminds me of 1 fan fiction…*sniggers*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As requested, here’s another &lt;em&gt;impromptu&lt;/em&gt; work.So don’t blame me for any mistakes made; just give constructive criticisms(useful notes for the writer).*Feels unmotivated*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;[ The girl stared at the board with glazed eyes, oblivious to what was going on in her class. Why should she care? She never gave a thought to her schoolwork. She’s going to fail. So why bother?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She was called awake by the teacher. Did she just fall asleep? Judging by the stares of her classmates’, perhaps she did.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“What’s wrong with you, Alice?”one inquired.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Yeah, you slept.”another echoed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“What’s strange about me sleeping?”she replied her classmates.Why should she be exempted from sleeping in class?Why should her classmate rest and not her? Why do they care? Why do they want to know? It’s her life, not theirs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dragging herself back home, she stepped into the white tiled bathroom. The lukewarm water pelted and slid down her skin, refreshing, cooling. She couldn’t help soaking herself longer than necessary. She couldn’t help dressing in a sluggish and slow manner.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“What’s wrong with you?”her sister asked, concerned.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Nothing.”Alice mumbled back. Why do they keep asking? She looked fine, yes?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She plopped down to bed, drained and suffering from a pounding headache, promptly falling asleep.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The girl, Alice, was called awake by the shrill ring of the alarm clock. Her movements were slow and jerky. And she feels oddly hot yet cold. She knocked on her parents’ room, notifying them that she’s leaving for another empty day in school. She could hear the door knob twist open before all went black.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She woke up in an unfamiliar room.Every thing was white.She could hear voices, and couldn’t resist eavesdropping.Alice found out she fainted from stress and exhaustion, and is currently in a hospital.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She blinked once, twice. What will happen now?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Before she could do anything, sleep consume her once more. &lt;em&gt;Sleep&lt;/em&gt;, the red and black ghosts bide her,&lt;em&gt; get a decent rest.&lt;/em&gt; The blurry figures vanished from her sight as sleep gripped her. ] ©&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was bored.And unwilling to study.And decided 2 answer a request. Impromptu work so…unless I have a plot, I won’t be able to do much about my writing standards. Review please.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-7314843490347512278?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/7314843490347512278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=7314843490347512278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/7314843490347512278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/7314843490347512278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/18-aug.html' title='18 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-7190249792538937308</id><published>2009-08-17T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T20:52:13.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I never knew, okay, I’ve &lt;em&gt;forgotten,&lt;/em&gt; that there’s another way to find area of triangle. 6 marks gone. Bye~! The class told me the paper is easy…ugh. Should’ve studied. Model student I am(implied sarcasm).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Drowsy Monday. Resisted the urge to just plop my head on the table.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And there is one thing I have to say: I am so glad I’m not her. I was giving her a chance to be the victim(with me as the villain/bad person)but she didn’t take it.Oh well.Apparently the phrase ‘look a gift horse in the mouth’ is not ‘applicable’ to her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Okay okay. The truth: she took the bait.I was baiting her and she swallowed it.Implied meaning: she’s really a liar and an idiot.Oh, and she needs to brush up on her acting skills.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Idiot because she admitted that she lied(hence, the liar part)and confessed.And I thought she would be smarter.I thought wrong.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And please, I’m not a fragile object! I don’t cry, unless I’m throwing temper tantrums or hear/watch something heart warming.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh,continuing the half truth(3rd paragraph).It’s fun and I don’t want 2 return 2 my studies.Writing it in ancient English seems more dramatic,but i don’t really want to-too troublesome.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“ Oh woes!I’m so victimised(half lie.XD)!I feel hot and cold at what I have read!(so far so good!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh woes!I’m feel dizzy.Butterflies are fluttering about in my stomach(figuratively) and I feel sick.How could this girl have be so…so…malicious.Like a snake!With a venomous tongue and slithery personality!A snake with such a cold cold heart!(I love this paragraphs which I’ve created)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh woes!I feel the blood drain from my face, my breathes coming in uneven sequences, throat dry!Who would have predicted that we have a sly vixen in our society!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was blind to the fox’s cunning!I’m shaking violently.In disbelief.I’m wracked in sobs!The vixen betrayed us with her outer appearance!We were deceived!We were blind!We were naive, trustful, doubtless!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh woes!May she find her way back.Back…back to the good girl that she was.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Humph!Wishful thinking!” the sly snake snorted as it slithered away.Away from her correct path.Away from her home.Away from her friends.Away from her family.Away from her heart. ”©&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes, yes.Written by yours truly(LadyLolli),hence the copyright sign.Impromptu work.So comments are welcomed~for example, mistakes in grammar/vocab, sentence structure blah blah blah…For fanfiction, refer to &lt;a title="http://www.fanfiction.net/~ladylolli" href="http://www.fanfiction.net/~ladylolli"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/~ladylolli&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-7190249792538937308?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/7190249792538937308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=7190249792538937308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/7190249792538937308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/7190249792538937308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/17-aug.html' title='17 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-2952374299288592206</id><published>2009-08-16T18:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:44:51.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Woke up b4 any people planned to call and wake me up. hah! their plan foiled by yours truly. lots of things to see(or rather, since I’m too indoor, it’s new to me).i saw a few extremely good cosplayers, but didn’t take their pictures.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;here’s some from the Coscon event(taken from my phone.you can also visit &lt;a title="http://www.moviemania.com.sg/" href="http://www.moviemania.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.moviemania.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/Sofi-WUyYPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wm9rO9g39U0/s1600-h/Coscon%20026%5B17%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Coscon 026" border="0" alt="Coscon 026" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/Sofi-4xVGkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/U8FM2yHfcXk/Coscon%20026_thumb%5B13%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cosplaying as Ryu from Shaman King(yes,an anime from a long long long time ago)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/Sofi_nho6tI/AAAAAAAAAGE/DJETgaQ8J9Q/s1600-h/Coscon%20027%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Coscon 027" border="0" alt="Coscon 027" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/SofjAUOb7YI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JHXQqrbZbXY/Coscon%20027_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cosplaying as Aizen(before his betrayal)from Bleach&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/SofjBmujNaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/7E0U-dzhX-Q/s1600-h/Coscon%20028%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Coscon 028" border="0" alt="Coscon 028" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/SofjCBc83fI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qRuJE7py4M4/Coscon%20028_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/SofjC6YKrgI/AAAAAAAAAGc/fA-bHWua3tE/s1600-h/Coscon%20029%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Coscon 029" border="0" alt="Coscon 029" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/SofjDgPGLFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/NSBPURCxiHo/Coscon%20029_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cosplaying as Tsunade from Naruto(i prefer with her green coat else it just looks…weird)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/SofjEsNyQdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/3JFTRIcZXwc/s1600-h/Coscon%20031%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Coscon 031" border="0" alt="Coscon 031" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/SofjFVkUbSI/AAAAAAAAAGo/XsarOJ29gD4/Coscon%20031_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/SofjF-uOGwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/__DhYbw9LuU/s1600-h/Coscon%20030%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Coscon 030" border="0" alt="Coscon 030" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/SofjGnPjSvI/AAAAAAAAAGw/WSY_14AYBOg/Coscon%20030_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Same cosplayer,mind you(same case for Tsunade’s).Cosplaying as Kakashi from Naruto(very good cosplayer.Really)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/SofjHh_gP1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/y5fhVaAGe8g/s1600-h/Coscon%20025%5B10%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Coscon 025" border="0" alt="Coscon 025" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/SofjIYD8a8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/aeXnlWG5KMw/Coscon%20025_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m sorry to say I’ve forgotten whom she is cosplaying as and which anime…sorry people! there’s one more,which i didn’t take.Lady Scarlett or Lady Red…very nice!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I hate two faced people.Reason: they can’t lie properly as one side says this, the other side says that.So, yeah, i hate two faced people.to reduce the risk of being found out,i advise the two faced idiot to brush up on their acting skills(and don’t join drama club until you do)and use a bit of their brain.We’re not born brainless. Oh,wait,my mistake.I forgot you’re an idiot, that’s why you don’t use your brain.Oops.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-2952374299288592206?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/2952374299288592206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=2952374299288592206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2952374299288592206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2952374299288592206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/16-aug.html' title='16 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/Sofi-4xVGkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/U8FM2yHfcXk/s72-c/Coscon%20026_thumb%5B13%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-8155047996535664621</id><published>2009-08-14T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:09:23.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Calm on the surface, chaotic underneath. Do I have 2 say anymore?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t feel in the mood to attend tomorrow’s investiture. I’m not a great leader. In fact, I hate the library system. We’re not KIDS 4 God’s sake!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;An interesting incident occurred today.I met the previous President and when I asked her about the Vision thingy, she took my hand…and &lt;em&gt;congratulated&lt;/em&gt; me. I’m ashamed to say I was dumbstruck but recovered. *Sigh* Seems I won’t be getting any help from the seniors…Btw, this also happened to Guzheng’s current chairperson.Not the handshaking thing; the &lt;em&gt;unwillingness&lt;/em&gt; to think up of THE vision. Poor Vision, seems you’re unpopular.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Speaking of unpopular…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve met some boring people. Notice I only pull out the name when needed. Of course, due to boring peoples’ natures, I couldn’t think up any eye catching names.The point is: they’re just plain boring.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve also met some dense, if not dumb, people. They have absolutely zero tact(yes people, you can laugh) and are either mentally disabled or just…oh, I don’t know! *throws hands up in air for lack of words and frustration*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve also met some workaholic people. Those who work, work and work. Are mature, busy and offers a plain smile when he/she sees you? Btw, I’m not describing adults, I’m describing &lt;em&gt;student&lt;/em&gt; workaholics.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There’s lots of people I’ve met. And no one can be described in one word alone. Kind of impossible. A person can be characterised with at least two/three/more than that words. Tiring, exhausting.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-8155047996535664621?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/8155047996535664621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=8155047996535664621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8155047996535664621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8155047996535664621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/14-aug.html' title='14 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-1674158882723653652</id><published>2009-08-13T19:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T19:02:35.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Can you believe it? I’m actually motivated 2 blog when I read others’ post. *Sigh*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Still a busy busy bee but I want to thank, and apologise to some teachers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Firstly, thanks 2 my chemistry(science) teacher and physical education teacher. Oh, not to mention my fellow librarians(the faithful ones)who went to find and accompany me to have a brief meeting with the teacher in-charge.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I would also like to apologise to my mother tongue teacher. I’m very absent minded; and can only focus on one thing at a time. So sorry if you thought i was ignoring you.I’m really not.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lastly…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Century"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What does being a leader mean to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="MS Gothic"&gt;the meaning i got from the dictionary is this: &lt;em&gt;a person who leads a group of people, especially the head of the country or organisation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;for me, this is the meaning i derive at: a leader is someone who is influential, able to have people &lt;u&gt;do&lt;/u&gt; things than &lt;u&gt;say&lt;/u&gt; it out. you know, our school motto(I think so) – &lt;em&gt;facta non verba&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Century"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so…&lt;em&gt;what does being a leader mean to you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Century"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-1674158882723653652?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/1674158882723653652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=1674158882723653652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1674158882723653652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1674158882723653652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/13-aug.html' title='13 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-3440706606273539216</id><published>2009-08-12T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:37:47.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Oh woes! I’ve heard of my becoming of Library Club President but waved it off as a joke 2 scare the living daylights out of me. But they apparently are not pulling my leg. Oh woes!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Doreamon confirmed it. She called to ask for help with the vision etc. things and told me something horrible and terrifying. Oh,not forgetting something interesting. She told me this is the list of names she saw on the board:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="100"&gt;Names&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="60"&gt;Class&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="108"&gt;Position&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="132"&gt;CCA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="100"&gt;Winnie&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="60"&gt;3N1&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="108"&gt;Vice President&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="132"&gt;Guzheng Ensemble&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="100"&gt;Daphne&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="60"&gt;3E2&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="108"&gt;President&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="132"&gt;Library Club&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="100"&gt;Samantha&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="60"&gt;3E3&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="108"&gt;Vice President&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="132"&gt;Choir&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I dies of heart attack when she informed me of such. Believe it or not, I actually thought that the form is not addressed to me. I even prayed that I wasn’t! Well, I was grasping at straws then.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;But noooo, she just have to be the truthful and role model-y girl she is. Ugh, I wouldn’t mind dying now…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-3440706606273539216?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/3440706606273539216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=3440706606273539216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3440706606273539216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3440706606273539216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/12-aug_12.html' title='12 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-8170701657933604224</id><published>2009-08-12T15:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:19:41.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’m not feeling particularly well…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m so so so sick of my home environment! For some reason, I feel like vomiting…and I’m not even physically ill!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I didn’t attend school 2day due to my mental illness. I feel stressed, I feel hateful, I feel depressed. School Sucks, with a capital S.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I suffering from runny nose, stomach aches, pounding headaches and the urge to throw up. Dying seems easier than living…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Depression…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Stupid mum doesn’t even know this… we’re not a social family. I hate my goddamn life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-8170701657933604224?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/8170701657933604224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=8170701657933604224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8170701657933604224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8170701657933604224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/12-aug.html' title='12 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-4481064716282431998</id><published>2009-08-11T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:47:55.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i find the principal’s speech extremely interesting. or rather, i was &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; too bored 2 do anything but listen. right after her speech, the physics teacher’s favourite students were being chased by him for homework. &lt;em&gt;real passionate and caring, indeed.&lt;/em&gt; oh,it was a very well timed plot, alright. i almost cracked up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;btw, the previous SOB that did not attend training? you are still considered 1. maybe worse. but I’m not going to set my dirty mouth on you. not yet, not today.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;whomever read my last post should clear it from their mind; pretend it never happened. understood?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Berlin Sans FB"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Library CIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Berlin Sans FB"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Survey for both STUDENTS and TEACHERS. Compile and pass results to me by FRIDAY (14 Aug) latest. Tip: use a piece of paper to record down the replies you get. Survey Questions are with Josephine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="DokChampa"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entrepreneur Training&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="DokChampa"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hazizi and Hee Ling. I don’t care what crap you have suffered. You had better be present on 26/8. You hear me, you nitwits?! I’m not in a good mood, and will report you (Hazizi, not Hee Ling) 2 the teachers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Papyrus"&gt;F &amp;amp; N&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Papyrus"&gt;Just complete the work by Friday…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Anyone who reads my blog and knows these people, please inform them. Thank you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-4481064716282431998?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/4481064716282431998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=4481064716282431998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4481064716282431998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4481064716282431998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/11-aug.html' title='11 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-8869262088839184793</id><published>2009-08-10T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:44:46.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i hate hate HATE the fucking piece of junk called a computer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;just 1 mishap and everything goes blank. or rather, you have 2 start all over again. the computer can die for all i care!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;you piece of junk! go rot in the smelliest of the smelliest garbage bins. who cares if you’re incinerated?!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;also, i hate hate HATE my bastard of a father.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;role model my ass.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;if you’ve experienced this, wouldn’t you do the same.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;oh wait, don’t answer that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i know know KNOW that you do so don’t fucking tell me to shut the hell up. son of a bitch!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;while I’m at it. my sister can die as well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i don’t friggin’ care if you landed in the worse level of hell!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;serves you right, asshole! i have feelings too you know?!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;what do you think you are?! queen of the universe?! then drill this in your head : the world does not, and NEVER EVER will, revolve around you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;and don’t be a dumb blonde.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;you have a brain, goddamnit!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;and ears! LISTEN not talk bullshit. so what if other people look like a nerd? at least THEY have better grades than you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;in fact, the size of your brain is PATHETIC. you’re an idiotic copycat. moron!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;if i’m dissing my family, i’ll be dissing HIM as well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;don’t think just because you know the word ‘bastard’ makes you smart. lookie here : it does NOT.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;it just sounds like you only have a pea sized brain with only a capacity to hold one frickin’ word : bastard.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;and get this : YOU are the SOB – son of a bitch!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;also this : the SOB that constantly don’t turn up 4 training. you’re a bastard. come and go as you please, eh? get your lazy ass AWAY from me. i so DON’T want 2 c a useless dick. Oh, did you even have a dick, asshole?! doubtful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-8869262088839184793?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/8869262088839184793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=8869262088839184793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8869262088839184793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8869262088839184793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/10-aug.html' title='10 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-843997939510366411</id><published>2009-08-07T20:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:42:48.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Li’l Asian Grrrl: emcee of the parade. Logging in…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;guess what?i set the alarm @ 5 yesterday.this morning, i '’lengthen’ the alarm till 5.30am, then 6am. i was subconsciously asleep, the conscious part was stressing about being the emcee…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;anyway,i had dad drove me 2 school.and walked to the gates, because he overdrove. ugh, I’m wearing the stiff uniform&amp;#160; for god’s sake!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i stumbled to school.clearly, i am still half awake.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i panicked at the earlier part but calmed down afterwards.no use stressing myself further.i have to say i messed up quite a number of times.i am sure the audience knows…or at least i think so.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;after wards, i changed but continued to hang out backstage – revising MTL retest.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;now that i think about it, i shouldn’t have bought my school uniform. i could just wear no.1 throughout today and return tomorrow…btw, i hope the councillors know I’ve already returned the blazer. heavy…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i am ashamed to confess that i kind of lost my voice – dry throat – but i strained and projected my voice. trust me, projecting my voice is not a difficult task for me. my family and i constantly project our voice. what held me back is the location i was at…but i did it nonetheless.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;others told me i did a good job…did i? i messed up…and i don’t think i did a good job at all…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Li’l Asian Grrrl: emcee of the parade. Logging out…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-843997939510366411?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/843997939510366411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=843997939510366411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/843997939510366411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/843997939510366411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/7-aug.html' title='7 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-8264230094613479957</id><published>2009-08-06T19:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:34:37.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;LadyLolli: Still a busy bee! Signing in…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i didn’t plan on attending school today. and i would have skipped today if not for mum. she just have had to remind me of the uniform i have to wear for tomorrow…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;anyway, i was quite unlucky during lesson.reason: i didn’t study for a MTL test – even if i managed to make up the sentences… the class was punished by Sir Canteen – which i did not attend due to entrepreneur training.i hope he understands…for some reason, i keep getting a nagging thought that i will be dead meat when i return to school next week…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;at least i was excused from ACT for a hour.because we were rehearsing the commendation day speech.30 minutes to complete each ‘section’. but with the performances, speeches etc, it was 1 hour each. ugh…hope the sec 2 don’t get bored off their ass.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;when i returned to class, i see my name on the board and naturally, i grow curious albeit suspicious. i shouldn’t &lt;em&gt;shouldn’t &lt;strong&gt;shouldn’t&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; have agreed to being the speaker for last week. whatever the reason, i don’t want to know. but i hope that i’ll get to be the reserve. but that’s a hard position which you have to earn…i mean 3 others are fighting for it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;afterwards i have had entrepreneur training. it dragged till 6.20pm. time flies when you’re having fun~WRONG! i was bored out of my mind! not enjoying! ugh…coursework and project…stress!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;just got home, debating with myself if i should call up A to ask her 2 meet me so that i can collect the uniform beforehand…should i? or shouldn’t i?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Work to be done over the holidays:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;revise for CA 2&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;finish up F&amp;amp;N Coursework A and B&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;complete the power point slides for entrepreneur&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;plan &amp;amp; develop the library’s CIP activity&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;homework…&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;busy me…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;LadyLolli: Still a busy bee! Signing out…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-8264230094613479957?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/8264230094613479957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=8264230094613479957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8264230094613479957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8264230094613479957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/08/6-aug.html' title='6 Aug'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-6163932460218019838</id><published>2009-07-31T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:16:20.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;LadyLolli: Busy Buzzing Bee! Logging in…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hey people! Such a long time, no? I was busy. Yep, busy busy busy…like a bee! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Btw, thanks for making my tag box ‘work’ a little. However…why &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; question? Ugh..you seem to have a natural talent for bringing up things I would rather not explain.No offence intended.Just a rhetorical question.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I went 4 the Commendation Day Rehearsal on Wednesday. By the time I reach home, it’s 7pm(!!!) and my throat is dry, if not hoarse. Truth be told…the emcees were not very coordinated with the parading people. I mean, they speak in Malay…and it’s NCC! (or MPCC or whatever). ‘Coordinated’…hopefully we can nail it down after a few more tedious rehearsals.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t want to recall much of the exhausting day today. I mean, who would want to remember?! 3 tests. Which in actuality, is only 2. But still…2?! Too much. Add to that the homework…Damn! Why must I be reminded of the MTL test today?!Ugh…road 2 failure here I come~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ACT isn’t quite bad. I feel that the teacher is passionate about her language(mandarin).In fact, I hope that I will pass, as she claim to have done with her previous classes. Dear God…don’t have me retained!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Library.I’m doing the head aching document now. Reason: to send it to the LOA missy and to update her. Ugh…I still have Coursework A, B, and the ppt for Entrepreneur training. Ew…stress.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;LadyLolli: Busy Buzzing Bee! Logging out…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-6163932460218019838?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/6163932460218019838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=6163932460218019838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6163932460218019838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6163932460218019838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/07/31-july.html' title='31 July'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-1668227944570668216</id><published>2009-07-24T18:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T18:03:50.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;LadyLolli: A Mess of Contradictions – Logging in…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Long time no see, yes? I’ve been busy. Yep…homework Sucks with the capital S. And btw, please use the tag board to give comments on my post. Reason for this: A dear dear friend(sarcasm intended &amp;amp; you know who you are!) commented that my tag board is not as active.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I’m ashamed to say I was too…open (read:loud) during Library CCA. Funny I got pulled in by my indo. classmates’ team. Drama…Library Activity…Groans…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I need to go out shopping today. Snacks, here I come! And drinks. Plain water is just that – plain. I have a current preference for fruit juices or milk.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Am I a emcee? Or am I just shadowing (read: understudy)?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My Flaw:-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I read too fast when I get anxious. Like the bacteria-whose-name-I’ve-forgotten, I get worried by their sheer presence or their large quantity.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Unable to move my eyes away from the paper, because of fear.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m not used to &lt;em&gt;smiling&lt;/em&gt; while reading. (Suppose that’s the reason my pals call me an ‘emo’.)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Other than those, I couldn’t recall anymore.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My fine points:-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Able to read properly (reason: EL based Primary School. Visit my Primary School and you’ll find out how the students talk – in perfect English. Creepy!)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ugh…I’m afraid to talk to the entire school. Stage fright…I’ll never make it into the entertainment industry…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;LadyLolli: A Mess of Contradictions – Logging out…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-1668227944570668216?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/1668227944570668216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=1668227944570668216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1668227944570668216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1668227944570668216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/07/24-july.html' title='24 July'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-8625271379108869200</id><published>2009-07-21T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:59:34.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was doing my Geography homework when I saw this commercial sponsored(or something like that)by Adam Khoo Learning Technologies group(don’t blame me if I got this wrong.I was trying to not get distracted and the commercial was too fast).It piqued my curiosity, and so, after finishing up the accursed homework, went to surf the net on this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And guess which article i read at his website/blog(or whatever it’s called)?The genius one.Why?Cause I’m a Singaporean, and Singaporean(most, anyway)are &lt;em&gt;kiasu&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After reading it, I just have had to reflect.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;‘genius’ is not a stereotype.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To be a ‘genius’…you have to contribute in time, effort, perseverance etc. In other words, to be a ‘genius’, you need to contribute a lot of yourself. Harsh. Anyway, after reading the article…I want to make a resolution.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Before the ‘O’ levels, before the EOY or Common Tests, I want to take time out four times a week to study.That will be my goal.To reach it, I will need to plan a timetable, and stick to it - however undesirable it is.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So to the public audience I have here: Constantly remind me. To stick to my plan. It’s one small step to my goal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-8625271379108869200?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/8625271379108869200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=8625271379108869200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8625271379108869200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8625271379108869200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/07/21-july.html' title='21 July'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-3016164713728977956</id><published>2009-07-18T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:50:54.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Heart warming.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes, definitely heart warming.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In case you’re wondering what I’m muttering about, it’s the SYF Drama performance yesterday.I was invited by said irresponsible sister yesterday.So was her brother,grandparents and my other sister.It’s all water under the bridge now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Drama is mainly in Chinese.I understood them more or less.I think the theme of the drama is ‘heart warming’…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The second school to perform is more impressionable, and so is the third-our school.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Of all the schools performing,ours has um…more ‘evil’ characters.And is more humorous than the others.In fact,our school is the one that attracted lots of laughs.And claps-courtesy of Bartleyans that came to witness the play.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh,did I mention that I met Sir Canteen, the strict Discipline Master, the Principal and (when the performance was over) Madam. Fun &amp;amp; Partially Reasonable?She’s with her child.Too bad that I didn’t met Sir Canteen’s wife.He mentioned that she’s from a Chinese-based school.For some reason,I was careful to not converse in mandarin with her…Safety first…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My other sister’s parents drove me to Suntec-near Carrefour.Family outing.Rather,it’s a weekly thing between our family.Hmm…if I’m not wrong,we’re going out again to who knows where today as well…probably after ballet(not my fault ballet classes start in the evening)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-3016164713728977956?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/3016164713728977956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=3016164713728977956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3016164713728977956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3016164713728977956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/07/18-july.html' title='18 July'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-1505155891827986600</id><published>2009-07-17T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:30:22.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ever since the accident last week-Town Week?(forgotten), I’ve labelled my mum as a materialistic person.In other words, greedy.However, after I read a book-on Singapore-I’ve found a much more…fitting word to use.Trust me,you won’t be able to find the word in any dictionary.Unless it’s a Singaporean Dictionary…The word is….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;‘Kiasu’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh yes.Such a nice word to describe my precious mum…And really,&lt;em&gt;kiasu&lt;/em&gt; people are the worse.I’m saying this from experience…So don’t question me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Also, who knew that I have such an un-role model like sister?And they say the elder sibling must make a good example for the younger siblings…utter crap.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m the eldest at home and a role model.The only bad habits I’ve got are the ones that my younger siblings pick up from school!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Meanwhile…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In school…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The youngest(to an extent)and having bad role models…Wonderful…Ironic(to me).Seriously,it’s supposed to be the elder siblings whom adopt and influence the young ‘un to have the discipline to do homework etc…Apparently,I was the one to do that…not them…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Weird isn’t it?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t know why I care…But my ‘senior’ need to stop preaching(in reality,it’s complains…but she’s an idiot and didn’t want her authority to be questioned)to me-her ‘junior’ about ‘love’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Like I said-Utter crap.Come on!Be practical!If you can’t handle your love problems,why ask me?!I have absolutely no love expertise to give.Nor do I have any of said experiences.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did I also mention that this is…dumb?We’re a graduating class.And she’s more focused on boys,love and what not.Ridiculous. ‘Enjoy Life’ my foot.Sure, you can enjoy.Just don’t get too into the ‘enjoy’ that you forget about the academics…In Singapore,people judge you based on your paper qualifications.So drill this into your head!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Another thing is that why must I tag along just because you said so?It’s ridiculous.I mean,you’re not a disabled or needy that need to rely on other people!You have a backbone for God’s sake!Seriously…moron…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I never really believed people in Singapore to be spoilt brats.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Until…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Not all people are raised the same way you are.Some are more flexible compared to others…Ugh…flexibility reminds me of my nutty brother…Not that I hate him-the opposite in fact.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He never creates trouble for me(except sometimes)…unlike some ‘older siblings’ of mine…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-1505155891827986600?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/1505155891827986600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=1505155891827986600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1505155891827986600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1505155891827986600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/07/17-july.html' title='17 July'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-3222581275642263769</id><published>2009-07-14T20:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:10:44.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Currently suffering from a very bad stomach ache. I’m afraid to say that I’ve drank milk. Even though I have mild lactose intolerance… I mean, the Singapore Guidelines did have a separate column for milk &amp;amp; dairy products…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If only everyday F&amp;amp;N lesson is typing info into Word…I would be in heaven…Yes, that’s what we did. Type Coursework B into Word during classes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Mole Concept…is an evil…thing. It makes people think. And for people like me, get confused, which lead to a major headache.As if my daily headaches aren’t enough…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Signing out now due to incomplete F&amp;amp;N work. And I want to hit the hay before 10pm…(to ensure 8 hours of sleep…too bad I couldn’t get 12 hours of nappy time…stupid homework…)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-3222581275642263769?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/3222581275642263769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=3222581275642263769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3222581275642263769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3222581275642263769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/07/14-july.html' title='14 July'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-3014142691085915721</id><published>2009-07-10T15:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T15:19:31.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I think that I am a dense worm…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To know that our charismatic EL teacher would give us hints(that is; looking in her victim’s direction, talking about the victim…)before calling us is…generally, bad.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes, B-A-D. Very.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Translation: I have to listen hard in class…else she’ll catch me. Oh, and no yawning either…too bad.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yours truly was called out after EL class. Reason: Recommendation Day. Truth be told,I have absolutely no idea what that is. And what does she mean by ‘shadowing’? The only thing I figured out(by myself) is that it’s an emcee thing. And I’m safe because I’m shadowing some other people. Anyone care to explain this to me?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I met up with the TYS collectors guild after school.Note: I’m the first one there.We dialled our(as in, the TYS collectors guild)favourite teacher’s number.No answer.She finally came after the retrievers/impatients/rescuers searched for her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m currently having a Meiji Dippy Stick.Strawberry cream with chocolate sticks.Yum!Did I mention I like food with a tinge of sweetness and sourness?And no,I’m not pregnant.Just because I favour sour food doesn’t mean I’m with child.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*Sigh*I’m on cloud nine.Such delish food, catchy music(if not a tad on the ‘dark’ side) and no one to bitch at me~~And I’m comfy in my own skin(read: not sweating like a pig)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-3014142691085915721?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/3014142691085915721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=3014142691085915721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3014142691085915721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3014142691085915721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/07/10-july.html' title='10 July'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-5983372787698429880</id><published>2009-07-09T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:23:14.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;What do you think of having siblings? For me, I’m neutral. The good-you have company(that is,you can shift the blame to someone else).The bad-you have to be the early bird(from the idiom ‘early bird gets the worm’).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The scenario: I got home and had to gear up on my weapons. My sis was about to conquer my territory. Thankfully,my troops and I arrived on time.Btw, my lieutenant was off somewhere…away from the battle site,enjoying life…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Back to the story-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The enemy declared war by claiming our, ok, my territory.My lieutenant came back and in a civilised manner, talk(explain) things through.Never knew he has brains…or a peaceful nature…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hmph…no war.Such a disappointment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The emperor came home. I was eating whilst doing the brain-numbing homework.My lieutenant was…enjoying himself yet again. The enemy-turned-ally was…eating, accompanying the queen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ugh…anyway.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My brain and brawns lieutenant carried his ‘gift’ the emperor gave him while I was doing the god-damned homework.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And would you believe it?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I shrieked.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes,you read correctly…unfortunately.Never knew a king would be this relaxed, nor the prince-cum-lieutenant be that devious.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;His new pet iguana…green…and I lost my appetite…I want to vomit…it was a green life sized…disgusting iguana.Oh woe…where’s the toilet?I seriously need to throw up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Want to know the reaction of the others?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The witch-cum-queen smirked.The princess-turned-enemy-turned-ally was not paying attention.I hope…The good-but-is-actually-malicious emperor laughed.So did my ‘trusty’ lieutenant.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is what I get for being hardworking?!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-5983372787698429880?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/5983372787698429880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=5983372787698429880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/5983372787698429880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/5983372787698429880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/07/9-july.html' title='9 July'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-2195717565398660393</id><published>2009-07-08T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T15:28:04.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There’s such a word called ‘subtlety’.Ugh…thinking of my sister makes me…annoyed!Is she deaf?I’m 95% sure that the wannabe is.I mean, you have had to stay over to know the situation with her cock-eared-ness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Seriously!Does she have no ears?!Doesn’t she know that there will be fines for returning books late?!Does she even have a brain?!Ugh…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She, in the &lt;u&gt;bathroom&lt;/u&gt;, told me-her &lt;em&gt;elder&lt;/em&gt; sister-&lt;strong&gt;bluntly&lt;/strong&gt; that she won’t be going.The boldfaced, italic and underlined words are why I’m so ready to murder her in cold blood.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kami-sama…&lt;/em&gt;in the bathroom, bluntly speaking to her elder!As I’ve said, there &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; a word called ‘subtlety’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;People who know me would call me a hypocrite.Whatever, it’s not like I’m good at making small talk-much less starting conversations.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I even have to deal with my brother.Such a suck-up…Like I care even if he were to tattletale to mummy dearest.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No chocolate?Banning me from devouring caffeinated(albeit less than a coke), healthy(contains antioxidants) &lt;em&gt;Theobroma&lt;/em&gt;(food of the Gods) &lt;em&gt;cacao&lt;/em&gt;?!How malicious is that?!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I never knew people, especially (forcefully)appointed leaders ca be so improvisional.I’m not kidding.The afore-mentioned 'leader’ (forced, of course)must either not have heard of ‘planning’&amp;#160; or ‘meditated’; Or is just a genius in disguise.Meaning of the latter: ‘Whoa!’ sudden brain flash/light bulb lights up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;God…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lastly, depressingly…was my own paranoid-ness.Paranoid, mental me…*swirling on the floor; dancing*.I &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to stop convincing myself I’m crazy.No kidding.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-2195717565398660393?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/2195717565398660393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=2195717565398660393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2195717565398660393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2195717565398660393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/07/8-july.html' title='8 July'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-3645964292077804923</id><published>2009-07-07T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:20:52.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hmm…where to start?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was excused from practical. But instead, I have to do some ridiculous task in return…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I suffered from a headache throughout the whole day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Found out that my temperature has increased by 1 degree C.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Miss Bikini finally got to teach. And learnt that she had H1N1. Ok ok, I was just kidding. So relax.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The cowardly lion decided to talk to me. I returned the greeting(current greeting: hey), and he was unsatisfied.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Was caught by my dear friend…thankfully, attention shifts fast.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When home and went online only at 10pm sharp. Before that, reading and accomplishing the ultra-difficult Math homework.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My brother is being a barrier outside my room. The nags he receive=ultra-loud due to him being just outside of my room.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have I gotten over my depression?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How do I ‘cheer up’?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-3645964292077804923?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/3645964292077804923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=3645964292077804923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3645964292077804923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3645964292077804923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/07/7-july.html' title='7 July'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-13371506469980109</id><published>2009-07-06T12:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T12:17:43.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So damn early in the morning and I’m being nagged by the nag-ster. ‘Who is the nag-ster?’ You may ask.The answer is none other than my mum.Ugh…so noisy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Therefore, I ‘hid’ in the bath room.By ‘hid’,i mean standing under the shower and let the water muffle her words.She must be quite riled up since I can still hear her words(muffled)despite the water pouring.I stayed in the bathroom.Stayed,hoping that she will shut her mouth up.She didn’t.However, when I got out(she’s still nagging),I saw a tres interesting sight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My mum was nagging at my siblings.My sis was kneeling kitty corner to the chair my mum sat on.My brother was…(*laughs at memory*)lying on the chair opposite-Cleopatra style.Very relaxed for someone being scolded.I resisted the urge to laugh out loud at the hilarity of such a situation.LOL!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway,I hid out in my room. All she talks about is the same thing.Over and over again.Ugh…the sheer boringness of her and her nags.Mostly of antagonising me.Perhaps she doesn’t understand teenage behaviour?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Most of what she says is very hilarious.I really mean it.For example…mum was talking non-stop and finally pause(for 1 second…-.-)then said, ‘cat got your tongue’-and continues nagging.I almost burst out in laughter!I think the correct word should be ‘uninterested in opening the mouth to reply’ instead of ‘cat got your tongue’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway,better get this over with.I’d rather read my book…due date is on the 8th…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-13371506469980109?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/13371506469980109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=13371506469980109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/13371506469980109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/13371506469980109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/07/6-july.html' title='6 July'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-230736898271119387</id><published>2009-07-02T15:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:55:43.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;3 words: My Life Sucks…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had a headache yesterday night…as well as a crazy stomach ache. Then remembered to help my friend with her homework…I finished it within 15 minutes and flopped down to bed. And cringed when my stomach hurt strike again…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got up and the stomach ache is &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; there.Ugh…I’m just surprised I can sleep even though I was suffering from a stupid thing…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I called said friend to apologise for not being able to attend school-major stomach ache and my throat feels itchy…&lt;em&gt;I sense a cold coming…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I didn’t have a nice nap, period.Stupid FT called in the morning.&lt;em&gt;Again.&lt;/em&gt;I didn’t answer.My stomach is killing me,my head fuzzy,my throat itchy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mum complained…and complained….and complained…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Something about producing a MC annoyed me.You don’t need to see a doc just for stomach aches…and besides,my crazy mum has lots of flu/cold medicine at home!My teacher sucks…so does my life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I want to die…at least I wouldn’t be hounded by such immaterial worries commonly suffered by urbane people…People in Canada has it easy-relax,take things slow…S’pore?The opposite.&lt;em&gt;I can’t cope with this hectic lifestyle anymore!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Should I visit the church?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Should I visit the councillor?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Should I tell my parents?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Should I tell my teachers?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Should I tell my friends?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do I even want to tell them?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Life sucks.&lt;em&gt;My&lt;/em&gt; Life sucks.School sucks.&lt;em&gt;Bartley Sec&lt;/em&gt; sucks big time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The fine thread…is going to snap…&lt;em&gt;soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m depressed.I’m ill.I’m unable to cope Sec 3 life.&lt;em&gt;I’m pathetic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-230736898271119387?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/230736898271119387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=230736898271119387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/230736898271119387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/230736898271119387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/07/2-july.html' title='2 July'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-6334531794530101254</id><published>2009-06-30T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:30:14.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 June</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;v. sleepy during F&amp;amp;N.i assure u, its not my fault.the teacher was droning on about height,volume or whatever…i resisted sleeping.btw,did you know i have a major dent in my self confidence level?i am so not cut out to be a chef…note:the self confidence is for culinary skills.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2 more days till the PE day.i hate hate hate PE…someone need to injure me-and soon!so if you’re willing,use the chat box and notify me.provided with your name etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;exhausted…even though i had slept 4 3 hours after reaching home.ugh!i hope the weekends are enough to ‘replace’ time i spent awake during school days…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-6334531794530101254?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/6334531794530101254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=6334531794530101254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6334531794530101254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6334531794530101254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/06/30-june.html' title='30 June'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-3914485320412886224</id><published>2009-06-29T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:08:46.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29 June</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Quite a long while since I last posted, isn’t it?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2day was the start of school; also the start of a whole new chaotic term. Did you know that I lay on bed worrying about this? I suppose all of you have.Worried about the first day of T3.It’s kind of…logical?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I didn’t notice that my body was in school while my mind was still elsewhere(probably sleeping as yours truly usually wake @ 2pm)till after school.The reason: I didn’t know we were dismissed.Stupid of me,aren’t I?Thankfully my pals stop by my class to wait 4 me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh, wait.Imagine this:Geography has just finished and you see your friends(all of which are from different classes)waiting outside.1 is yelling at you to get out.What would your first thought be?Confusion?Yes.Pulled back to Earth(‘Fallen Angel’ as Jas name it)roughly?Yes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Confusion.I had to ask for the time.Then,I had to ask if we had 2 hand in our SS files.Then I had to ask if there was ACT.Very stupid of me…Funny how I enjoyed E Maths today;and was paying present both physically and mentally instead of other lessons.I can think up of a reason:the other subjects weren’t taught-we merely complete our holiday assignment.Another reason would be because I understand the sub-chapter.Ugh…if only all subjects were this straightforward and easy.Doubtful-highly,I tell you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Btw, have any of you heard about a theory(or whatever it’s called)that your blood type reflects your personality?I used to believe it.But now I think it’s a complete bogus.I mean,people change.Some more then others, either due to them being easily influenced or because they…I don’t know?!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I just remembered something…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Attn people: Push me down something so that I get hurt before Thursday.It’s not suicidal.Okay,maybe it sounds suicidal…ugh!I don’t care anymore!Just ‘accidentally’ injure me by Thursday!Btw, am I suicidal?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-3914485320412886224?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/3914485320412886224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=3914485320412886224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3914485320412886224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3914485320412886224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/06/29-june.html' title='29 June'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-5935153332874862145</id><published>2009-06-23T11:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:57:38.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 June</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My stomach is killing me…in case you’re wondering of that’s possible, the answer’s ‘yes’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I didn’t sleep a wink last night(and it’s true).Therefore, I read a book, and went online. Mum didn’t noticed…I’m surprised.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In the morning, I had dad drive me 2 VG’s house.He wanted to chauffeur my gram so I’m fine with it, as long as it doesn't take too long. I stayed in the car doing points for summary(EL homework).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got to her house, knocked and since no one answered, said ‘I’m here, can you please open the door’. Ok ok, I lied. Actually, I said, ‘I know you’re in there, open the door since I’m here.’Then I called DL’s phone.Finally they let me in.B4 that. they argued about me calling an knocking the door. I informed them that I did both.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We did homework, then played.Actually, we spent the first few minutes arguing about DL’s social studies homework.But who cares!It was fun, anyway.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then, DL had 2 buy some thingy(even though she is in a rush)and then we ran 2 the MRT station.DL, even though she would be late, didn’t panic.I think we panicked for her.WTH…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We crossed the long road of Bartley 2 get 2 school(I didn’t know it will be &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; long…). There, the security guard finally allowed me 2 enter the school 2 collect my I/C.Thank you!Thankfully,no one in the school’s GO nagged at me.Note: I wasn’t wearing school uniform.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We got 2 GENL 2 continue our homework.That’s when DL SMS-ed VG’s that the CCC meeting is only 1 hour.We told her to get 2 GENL.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I did homework then ran out 2 fetch her.4 fear of her crying or losing her way.She was really ecstatic 2 s4ee me(In my opinion).She keep on the ‘IQ and …sitting on a tree…’the rest, you know.I had 2 endure that…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mum called when we were about to leave.They came to my house,played on their PSP(my brother &amp;amp; VG).I stayed out of it.I mean,I’m not the ‘playing games’ type.I prefer books,as DL kindly pointed out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They left on their separate buses and I went home and slept.I was tres tired.Btw,I slept till the next day(i.e.23/6)Then had some disgusting muffins and yogurt.The yogurt was tres delish!But it caused some &lt;em&gt;problem &lt;/em&gt;with my stomach…stupid dairy products.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-5935153332874862145?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/5935153332874862145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=5935153332874862145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/5935153332874862145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/5935153332874862145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/06/23-june.html' title='23 June'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-8389705638708629161</id><published>2009-06-20T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:24:17.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 June</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Be grateful that I am updating. My family is currently ushering me 2 hurry. Hurry? That’s because we are going out Again… If I’m online, this would be the third time my pals heard this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, woke up annoyed but didn’t vent my annoyance on anyone. Today, is a very very boring day. 2 me anyway.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After having showered, my mum received the telephone’s bill-mine, FYI. I was panicking. And I thought it was the 18th. Because my phone bill usually appear during the 18th.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She nagged at me about me using the phone too often that it has increased, yet again. I’m ashamed to tell you I wasn’t in the mood 2 sooth her annoyance towards me and the phone bill. So I snapped at her. It did the job.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Afterwards, I did my homework. Sorry, No.3, I’ll do &lt;strong&gt;your &lt;/strong&gt;homework when I’m out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mum reminded me of ballet. She didn’t nag as much. Maybe I’m doing my homework &lt;strong&gt;right in front of her&lt;/strong&gt;. I’m such a model student. Anyway, I got away from not doing the chores because I was doing the homework. Hurray me!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ballet…has something to do with physics. What with the momentum and so on. Oh yes, we learnt the dance today. That’s where I found out about the momentum crap. When are we going to learn that(momentum)? I was more open today because there was only 4 of us(pathetic…)and not 1 of them is…’different’ from me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I mean, we have two groups.The tall ones and the short ones.The short ones came today.Got home, changed and drank Orange juice.Mum complained that I was wearing tights.I told her I was just too(really)exhausted.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Better get lost now…cya!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-8389705638708629161?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/8389705638708629161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=8389705638708629161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8389705638708629161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8389705638708629161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/06/20-june.html' title='20 June'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-3423444973793441874</id><published>2009-06-16T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T00:36:09.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 June</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A trend I noticed: me updating this blog @/after midnight.This is kind of bad 4 my body…&lt;em&gt;especially&lt;/em&gt; since it has already become a habit.Ugh…hopefully I won’t suffer after the school holidays are over.Help me out here,God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I woke up this &lt;strike&gt;morning &lt;/strike&gt;afternoon due to hearing my mum screaming @ my sis 4 being a klutz.I was dragged in this.Bless my sis 4 having the courtesy 2 apologise 2 me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I received several phone calls while everyone else is out.It was extremely annoying.But I answered nonetheless.After a brief exchange of words,I always hang up first.That’s how much I hate the ringing phone.I preferred staying home &lt;em&gt;reading&lt;/em&gt; than going outdoors with the &lt;em&gt;scorching&lt;/em&gt; sun and &lt;em&gt;warm&lt;/em&gt; humidity levels,not 2 mention it being &lt;em&gt;windless&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I starved.Okay,not really.I just didn’t have anything 2 eat.It’s alright though,since I’m reading.Mum commented that I’ve became a deity.1 that don’t eat.It’s not that either.Reading is kind of like ‘food’ 2 me.Is that weird?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When the others came back,I was reading another book.The book,however,is…boring.I dropped it after enduring the 4th chapter.I just couldn’t stand &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; type of books.Thus,I took up ‘Eclipse’(‘Twilight series,3rd book).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My pals called 2 chat with me.&lt;em&gt;Sir&lt;/em&gt; Jason(I was the 1 who intro that charade but he adopted it)sms-ed me.Ugh…greeting me as Lady Daphne is kind of…scary?Creepy?I shudders whenever anyone call me ‘darling’,’honey’,’dear’ etc.Of course,I didn’t directly tell anyone.I mean,I’m coping being called that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today’s topic with &lt;em&gt;sir&lt;/em&gt; J:being smart=study=make use of assessment books.Seriously,he’s such a &lt;u&gt;good boy&lt;/u&gt;…I never knew such existed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I heard mum &amp;amp; sis have a conversation about yours truly.Kind of hilarious.I couldn’t remember.I mean,I try not 2 eavesdrop,much.Oh but God!It was just so…funny!(*Crazy laughter*)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m going 2 read a few more pages(‘squeeze in a few pages’ as my F&amp;amp;N teacher call it) b4 sleeping.Btw,I realised I hate my sis.And will not be taking her on tomorrow’s study group.Heh!Take that bitch.What a spoiled brat.B4 the school holidays,she’s a wannabe gangster,now she’s a spoiled &lt;em&gt;princess&lt;/em&gt;!Ugh…she’s seriously getting on my nerves.But I won’t get my revenge.Yet.Revenge can wait;but a good book couldn’t.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-3423444973793441874?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/3423444973793441874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=3423444973793441874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3423444973793441874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3423444973793441874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/06/16-june.html' title='16 June'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-2867876938006796538</id><published>2009-06-14T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T01:51:14.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 June</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;2 days.An improvement…I’m just plain lazy 2 update.But here I am,updating.Be glad.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2 days be4,12 June:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2nd day of Entrepreneur competition.Presentation @ 10am,had coaching.Was alright,I guess.I strained my voice;even if I have a sore throat.The meal served was a doughy curry puff &amp;amp; soya milk.The same doughy kind I’ve complained of during the SL camp.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1st was Gan Eng Seng/Evergreen(I’ve 4gten) Sec Team 1.Not very up 2 standard,but I think it’s alright.Considering that they started yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2nd was us.I made mistakes,naturally.HW was talking really fast.2nd time I’m in the same group,2nd time we presented 2gthr,2nd time hearing her talk rapidly due 2 nervousness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3rd was Evergreen/GES(I’ve 4gten).No comment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Last was Raffles Institution.I’m surprised I didn’t fall asleep during their 10+min presentation.They talked longer than the time limit…Btw,ours was 6/7 min.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Afterwards,the judges went of 2 choose the presenters 4 the semi-finals.We had ‘free-period’.The food given 2 us during tea break were &lt;strike&gt;disgusting&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;deceiving&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;fishy&lt;/strike&gt; interesting.The tofu is actually fish meat, the nuggets actually consisted of fish meat(both are reasons 4 the word ‘fishy’)and the chicken…tasted horrible.Uncooked.Yucky.Downright un-delicious.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;None of the teams from Bartley got in.I was quite confident too!We were good,and I’m not bragging.Anyway,we had a few activities.Boring.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then there were a few performance.A ‘balloon artiste’ from SP did some interesting balloon…shapes.Examples:Elmo,cookie monster,Winnie the pooh and the list goes on.Yep,preschool cartoon fiesta.Then tea break(with &lt;strike&gt;disgusting oily doughy&lt;/strike&gt; standard cafeteria style muffins etc).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After that was a speech(boring).I slept till RPT woke me as the finalists are giving their presentation.They are damn good.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I went 2 the restroom when the 3rd team is about 2 present.The rep went with me and asked me some questions(mainly what I think of the finalist teams).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Didn’t miss much of the 3rd team’s presentation.Didn’t vote as it isn’t like us 2.I think it’s because of ‘face’.I was influenced by my team…I think our teacher was feeling unhappy/disappointed by us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then a performance.Loved it.Anyway,I went back home via MRT again.Standing the whole time now;unlike yesterday.Then took a bus(crowded naturally)back home.I reach home @ 6.40+pm.Great…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Got home and was told 2 change.Because of my cousin’s birthday.The reason is appealing and I did as told.Birthday buffet at my cousin’s workplace(warehouse).Chatted at first then read as there was absolutely no one 2 communicate with.Flopped down 2 bed once I reached home.I was &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; exhausted.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yesterday,13 June:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Slept till 2.30+pm.Aunt was there.The reason I didn’t wake up later is due 2 the fan.It was rotating because my ass* sister ‘transferred’ 2 my mum’s room &amp;amp; ‘4gt’ 2 direct the fan 2wards my direction.Ugh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Boring till dad reached home.Went 2 Suntec City.No,we didn’t go 2 the IT show or whatever it is called.Just grocery shopping.I bought the 3rd book of the Twilight series.No,I’m not addicted 2 it(like some people),I find the content(humour,romance,vocab etc.)very appealing and a good read.It’s hard 2 make me &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; place a book as a downright must read.I am a picky person,you see.Sorry 2 those who really like Twilight.I prefer other books over this but I still read due 2 my inner bookworm.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did you know there’s a night market(pasar malam)outside Aljunied MRT station?We went there after going 2 Suntec City.2nd day 2day.Ends at the 27th,FYI.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then went 2 our neighbourhood market/hawker centre.4 $2/&amp;amp;2.30 prawn noodle.Can’t say it’s the best but it’s cheap and edible.Was informed that the place will get an upgrade in July.Hmm…no more cheap prawn noodles.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Surprisingly,my sister didn’t moan-grumble-protest(not in order).Maybe it is due 2 my brother entertaining her.I don’t get it,they talk crap.Ok,I’m not sure about that as I tune them out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We got home and my dad &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; wants 2 eat(durians this time).There’s some fuss over the telescope my mum bought.I tune those out as well.I was blogging,anyway.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My ass* sis came in(just now)2 ask permission 2 sleep in my room.Rejected.Of course.I don’t want an idiot who runs 2 the master bedroom after a while,I don’t want 2 share the fan(separate beds @ different corners,thus the rotating fan),I don’t want 2 wake up earlier than my usual,I don’t want 2 wake up sweating.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So I told her 2 just sleep in mum’s room.The moron reported(that’s the impression I get)2 the bitch.That is,my sis told mum.Damn,she protested and scolded me.I didn’t hear her.I tuned her out(as usual)and concentrated on updating.Then I repeated ‘just sleep in mum’s room’ and swear.Mum seem 2 have heard but IDC,I told her that I told my sis 2 ‘just sleep in mum’s room’.Whatever.She came in a while ago.I didn’t bother looking @ her;concentrating on blogging.It’s better this way,I don’t have 2 retorted 2 the old hag.I don’t get 2 waste my breathe on an idiot,I don’t get 2 strain my already strained voice(retorting=shouting),I don’t get even more pissed that I couldn’t sleep without cursing the old witch.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She commented that she might keep my laptop sometime later.WTF.If she is trying 2 aggravate me,she’s doing a damn fine job.If only I could throttle her.She should just shut her damned mouth.No words coming out of her mouth is nice.I replied that she’s crazy.I’m NOT going to retort back.Retort=(Shouting)Quarrel.Not that I will lose,just that I hate breaking the peace.I’m not like her.I’m peaceful,she’s naggy &amp;amp; noisy.I tune her out,as I do 2 my dysfunctional brother &amp;amp; blunt sister.If only I could tune out my dad’s,he’s way too loud 2 allow total ‘tuning out’…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-2867876938006796538?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/2867876938006796538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=2867876938006796538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2867876938006796538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2867876938006796538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/06/14-june.html' title='14 June'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-2288259931905698892</id><published>2009-06-11T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:27:17.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 June</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It’s already June since I last updated…time flies.I apologise 2 my readers (u know who u r) 4 not updating. Truth is, even if there r interesting going-ons, I’m just plain lazy 2 update.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I got up @ 5am(!!!!) 2day. I was able 2 get up because of a few factors. 1)I didn’t shower be4 I sleep; 2)I allowed my sister 2 return 2 her bed in my room; 3)I rotated the fan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Actually, all this was planned. I know myself; I hate being sticky and sweaty. The fan was rotating because my sis was sleeping in my room(on her own bed), thus I get 2 sweat as much as I like.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s why I rolled out of bed @ 5 am and headed straight 4 a bath.I took a nap again @ 5.40am till 6.30am. I took a bus fm another bus stop and managed 2 get 2 school on time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At the gate, I kind of…got blur. Hehe…*Blush*The guard must have difficulty measuring my temp…I didn’t want 2 as I was sick the day be4; u see.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;SBSP’s snail was l8 &amp;amp; had 2 apologise 2 everyone on the bus.I merely nod; i don’t want to strain my voice.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The 1st part was okay; I got 2 sleep while the lecturer was lecturing on…presentation?I 4gt; as I said, I was asleep.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The second part was fine, I supposed. Except that yours truly 4gt e 1st person’s name(ice breaker game).Damn, I hate these types of games.It’s nothing original…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had 2 say I wasn’t very attentive or cooperative during the last part. I slept 4 1 hr(it’s 1 hr every time there’s a free period).My response speed was slow so I might seem blur.Sorry 2 whoever tried chatting with me 2 get no reaction.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Got home, showered, ate.Ah….my cousin’s b. day. I want 2 have some cake!Too bad 4 me…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-2288259931905698892?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/2288259931905698892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=2288259931905698892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2288259931905698892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2288259931905698892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/06/11-june.html' title='11 June'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-3128502648605273661</id><published>2009-05-29T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:46:49.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29 May</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;status of yours truly: having my last dinner(salty!) in Singapore.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;status of her mum (‘’): packing bags; panicking?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;‘’ of sister: being a busybody&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;‘’ of brother: playing e com&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Woke up willingly(read: by myself)at 7.30, dozed off till 8.30-same time as my mum. Prepared 4 school, dad chauffeured us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Met 大人, Fizz &amp;amp; Joss. I asked e last person where we should go(staff room or classroom) for parents’ meeting.It’s the latter.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Another teacher took over 4 FT, he’s having high fever.Mum sprouted some trash.Argh, I hope the teacher don’t believe her.She made up many rubbish about me…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Took 80, mum went to the Polyclinic 2 buy medicine(she told me 2 wait outside cos of screen?Oh puh-leese, like I'll be caught on the damn fever sensors.)Went market 2 eat.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Got home, slept.Mum woke me a while later 2 take med.I’m not even sick for God’s sake!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Slept and is now having a very salty(cos I added too much soya sauce)last dinner in Singapore.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-3128502648605273661?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/3128502648605273661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=3128502648605273661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3128502648605273661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3128502648605273661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/05/29-may.html' title='29 May'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-6227890869846805031</id><published>2009-05-26T17:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:53:20.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 May</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Consider yours truly a mental. I woke up @ 5am(!!!), showered 4 30 minutes, sleep(with wet hair and wearing school uniform!!)till 6.30am.Then walked 2 e bus stop-dazed of course.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Arrived b4 my god sis.I got kind of bored today. I was staring into space with empty eyes(v. sleepy that’s why).Met both my science teachers-Marigold HL &amp;amp; FT.Merely nod without much spirit.V.lethargic.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;FT made small talk with me about my small parent’s letter.Thankfully he was called away.He actually had 2 look around him 2 identify who that was, even though it was obvious that the caller’s voice was from behind Jose &amp;amp; me.It was kind of funny.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Had 5 periods of F&amp;amp;N.The teacher wasn’t in so we had relief teachers(2)and were using the needlework room.I did my damn Geog file, slept 4 1 hour, read Bid’s mag and did absolutely nothing 4 e remaining hour.What a wonderful student I am…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We had 1 period of Geog thankfully.Nagged about our files-like I care.Went 2 recess with my 2 god sisters.Pranked 1 of them out of revenge.Frankly, I felt guilty about it.However, my other sister corrected how I should pull a prank on someone instead of stopping me.Wow.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;SS was alright, I finished arranging the file and had time to finish up part of the holiday homework.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No teacher for Sc(Chem..).Damn,why did I even bothering to bring the Geog &amp;amp; Chem.. book 2day?!I hate my teachers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Apologised 2 the pranked victim. She didn’t harbour any hard feelings.Again, wow.1 of my sis went 4 e Photo shoot(CCC), another stayed/wandered around while I did my work in e classroom(i.e. mine).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Went 2 eat lunch; met an old friend of my sis.She didn’t avoid and found out that she was forgiven.After eating, went 2 Gu Zheng room, chatted and finally changed.The skirt was long but oddly, I feel comfortable in it.Probably cos I used to wear character skirts that long and ‘swishy’ before.Or maybe it’s cos I had worn it a few years before.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Had a bit of a problem with the Photo shoot but it was finished quite soon.I was ‘hiding’ at the back row!!!!Yes!!A record!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Got home, drizzling.Quite a number of people boarding the same (cos my dear mum SMS-ed me 2 do so).Went home, showered and ate strawberries!The strawberries this time round were large!Heart shaped, large, red and tastes just right!(according to the tongue of yours truly)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-6227890869846805031?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/6227890869846805031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=6227890869846805031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6227890869846805031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6227890869846805031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/05/26-may.html' title='26 May'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-3316320889401284001</id><published>2009-05-24T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:52:38.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 May</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I almost typed ‘June’ instead of ‘May’. Yep, I really want the holidays to come…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I woke up at 1.30pm. Of course, I showered and went online 2 find out(again)what I had missed on Fri(i.e. day I was absent and no one seems to notice).Not much help.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;T&amp;amp;L guy SMS-ed me.At 3+pm.I am v. thankful 2 him 4 SMS-ing me this late.If he were 2 SMS me earlier(around 9~1.40pm), I would be in a grumpy mood.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Went 2 pray-with me as an exception.Then ate.In a v. warm area.The entire lot of people there were complaining about the hotness.It would help if the smokers would STOP smoking.Heard of CO2 depleting the ozone layer; making the temperature warmer?!Damn the shitty people whom smoke, cut down trees for our test papers/homework etc, inconsiderate rubbish whom use fossil fuels too much(not me-i limit myself only 2 25minutes then pure reading at the park/playground)and etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We then went 2 Iluma; Bugis.The air-con was sooooooo nice!!!!!I love that place though.There’s an arcade! Crazy shops for otakus(ha-ha)! Cinema! Food shops!!!! Empty…cos it was just opened to the public.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Afterwards, went to BHG.Damn boring cos mum was looking @ footwear; the clothes @ BHG sucks and my feet &amp;amp; eyes hurt. I don’t want to complain anymore…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Should I play truant tomorrow?Depends on the mood of yours truly then.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-3316320889401284001?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/3316320889401284001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=3316320889401284001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3316320889401284001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3316320889401284001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/05/24-may.html' title='24 May'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-3096504416214731935</id><published>2009-05-23T19:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:38:49.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 May</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My god sis sms-ed me @ 10.30am(!!!). Then I received a call fm her a few minutes later(!!!). Because of this, I wasn’t able to continue sleeping. I was annoyed, you see.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I showered and went online till 12pm. Ding Dong called me; making me late. I received lots of smses and calls throughout the long bus ride. It is not till my destination that they told me Ding Dong got on the same bus as me. I hadn’t noticed as 1) I wasn’t wearing my specs, 2) I was having a headache from Thurs Camp.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We chatted till we reached Pizza Hut. I am embarrassed 2 say that I started swearing and losing my cool when bitchy No.3 said I like someone who I obviously don’t.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wendy came later. Ding Dong left for his tuition or whatever. My god sis’s friend came later. We found out that they met online(!!!)and not in primary school(!!!) later.Imagine the shock!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I didn’t ate a lot of the pizza as I only have a small stomach. That guy is kind of nice.:)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Angel fish then had 2 go home so only HKL, No.3, T&amp;amp;L, my god sis and me are left. They(not T&amp;amp;L or me)went to the restroom. I am very very sure that they are setting me up…I mean, how can someone take so long in the loo?! I notice HKL peek her head out secretly. Very very suspicious.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Argued about our next destination. Decided on AMKH. Ha-ha Home base!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Followed my god sis 2 dump her prez at home, then went to the arcade. I didn’t play as it was 5pm-the usual time when my body feel like resting-so i watched. Ding Dong came just when I have to leave. The bus is not crowded, I’m thankful of that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got home; my aunt was there. I showered and dressed-getting ready for ballet. Seems I have to leave soon…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-3096504416214731935?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/3096504416214731935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=3096504416214731935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3096504416214731935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3096504416214731935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/05/23-may.html' title='23 May'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-1551661759810269335</id><published>2009-05-21T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:26:28.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 May</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;What to say?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well…I woke up at 6 am to raise my siblings up. Once they are done, I used it to shower. To wake me up. Then went online so that I will be v. awake when I get to school. It worked!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ought to have take the later bus. I came 30minutes earlier but I don’t mind. I get to read New Moon.Kind of slow, I know but I was stressing a few days ago with exams and I am &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;busy with writing some absurd stories. If you want to read them, here: &lt;a title="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5076671/1/How_my_Father_Ruined_my_Date" href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5076671/1/How_my_Father_Ruined_my_Date"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5076671/1/How_my_Father_Ruined_my_Date&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Had a ‘heat attack’. A mild one. It left me dizzy and headachy for 1 whole hour. The EXCOs were very caring. So caring that I can’t seem to get away from them!No offence but I don’t want to trouble them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I only listened to the theory for the first part. I ate lunch with No.2.The soya milk smells like clay…I have a negative mental bad impression on clay and so, the milk was…despised.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Went to library for the second part. Oh yes, chatted with a CCC &amp;amp; SC. Retorting to each other. I think Jas got bullied. I feel bad for him.Now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Learnt a great deal more during the second session. Maybe due to the OB speaker being very engaging. I found out, to my horror, some things i never want to see happen in the school’s library.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, moaned to No.2 about being arrowed as prez of Library Club.I mean, who wouldn’t moan about this misfortune. I also had to endure the speaker &amp;amp; Sir Canteen’s constant singlish…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All in all, had fun.Also, I bark louder than i bite. So don’t elect me as prez. And I am irresponsible-told to me by my parents and POA cum Entrepreneur I/C. Speaking of Entrepreneur, I formed a team with HW. Why me?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If anyone know why I am so unfortunate, inform me please.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-1551661759810269335?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/1551661759810269335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=1551661759810269335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1551661759810269335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1551661759810269335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/05/21-may.html' title='21 May'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-2159024100558149702</id><published>2009-05-17T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:28:11.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 May</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was shaken awake by dad at 8am. I mumbled that he call me ‘later’.He was generous. By ‘later’, he gave me a full 30 minutes. Not enough for me, anyway. When I got up, I was banging and cursing. WTF is wrong with my parents?! A dead person should just stay that way; don’t need to disrupt the dead. This may be called ‘heartless’ but I’m being frank here.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We got to a crematorium/temple or whatever people call it. Air-conned Fine with me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I read while they prayed. No doubt ‘we came to visit you’ blah blah blah. For me:‘Rest in peace’. Nice and simple and I got to read. The book was very nice…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Afterwards, we(I don’t really want to be included in that)went to my granny’s. Pray pray pray for THEM. For me: ‘Read ‘emo’ ignore others’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Guests, i.e. monks, came.5 pm.Finished reading the book.(So I finished the book after 6hours…).5pm.Usual time for me to get sleepy.While they were &lt;strike&gt;droning on&lt;/strike&gt; chanting, I took a short nap. Nice. If my body hadn’t been that stiff and the air isn’t suffocating me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Got home, changed and did book review. Going out again later…I haven't revised Sc(Chem.)!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-2159024100558149702?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/2159024100558149702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=2159024100558149702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2159024100558149702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2159024100558149702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/05/17-may.html' title='17 May'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-153531078417570199</id><published>2009-05-15T18:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T18:28:42.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 May-evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I chatted with ‘essa 4 a while. Afterwards, went 2 sleep.I was woken up thrice.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The first time was when I heard shouting.I think my sister is complaining to mum; who in turn tell my brother not to disturb her due to her fever.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The second was when i heard my mum bargaining with my brother.She let him use the computer, he buy newspaper for her.Not enough for my spoiled brother.Mum convinced him 2 buy after showing him the fish.He said he would be the only one to eat it.I made a mental note to wake up b4 they have had their dinner.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The third was mum communicating with her friend.Loud.I suppose it was about my granny, the current weird whether patterns, illnesses and my sis.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Even though is raining, it is still very warm 4 me.Mum told me 2 drink the barley she brewed up.I’m happy 2 oblige.I’m not feeling very well.She commented that i have a very ‘fiery’ aura.LOL.I think she meant that i am close to having a fever.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-153531078417570199?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/153531078417570199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=153531078417570199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/153531078417570199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/153531078417570199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/05/15-may-evening.html' title='15 May-evening'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-7974301081341365226</id><published>2009-05-15T11:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:50:30.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 May</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I mistook 5.25am for 6.25am this morning. I woke mum up-I’ll leave it up to her 2 wake the brats up. I recalled being depressed over getting 2 sleep 4 10min-not my usual ‘short break’ time.However,mum informed me that it’s only 5.30!I was snuggled in my bed then(I don’t want 2 waste any more precious sleeping time.).I think i relaxed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I walked to the bus stop at 6.40?The goddamn bus came at 7.01am!Damn it.The bus’s timing sucks big time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Last minute revision~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Marge asked me a Sc(Phys); i apologised and told her i hadn’t revised yet. She was shocked alright.Ms Bikini came 2 talk 2 me then.Saved!By Ms Bikini, no less.She wants me 2 attend the biannual student leaders’ camp.Yuck.I kept my face free of emotion-even if i wanted to cringe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The second person she chose: No.2. Ms Bikini herself mumbled that she ‘is not really familiar with the girl’, and describe her as ‘the girl who is from Gu Zheng’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When she finally remembered who that girl is,she enthusiastically waved me over.I was overjoyed at who it is.Muahaha!(Note: Pretend u never heard/saw that few sentences)I informed Ms Bikini that she isn’t from Gu Zheng; but from Choir.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I actually gagged when I entered the classroom.The paint was unbearable; and I was trying 2 be patient till the paper ends so i can escape the paint odour.(Note: I’m not good with paint.However, I hardly gag.Now I know that my relatives &amp;amp; family uses mild paint; whereas the school used the really strong ones-too strong door!Yuck!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I was cramming(burning the midnight oil!)so my bag was dumped the last.I didn’t bother removing my hp or my wallet.Out of sheer laziness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The paper was okay. I couldn’t recall whose initials was on the paper(because the initials are the setters name).I didn’t dwell on it 4 long.I finished the paper 15 minutes earlier.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The invigilator, also our FT, came over 2 me 2 'teach me how 2 check for careless mistakes.I was suspicious.Did I write down ‘check work 4 careless mistakes’ in my reflection?Or is it because I’m a teacher attractor 2day?Or is it because I’m not sleeping today?(because i was sleeping after every paper so far)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I met ‘essa and co. We went home afterwards.I ran to catch my bus-this is the first time in a while that I did not curse my bus.The people in front were moving in snail pace as well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Quite rowdy on my bus.Too many people today.The house was empty when I came home.I showered and became depressed about my health problems.Maybe it’s time I actually visit the doc?The medicine she gives me were unbearable but it does do the work…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mum came home with sis after I’m done.Sis looked horrible.Fever.Mum forewarned me that I am also starting to ‘heat up’.I doubt that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I went 2 the market with mum.I ate &lt;strike&gt;chicken&lt;/strike&gt; fish (damn, lin’s chicken mania fm a few days a go is rubbing on me!) porridge.While I was waiting to order,I supposed the people were talking in Cantonese.I don’t understand at all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then they were cackling with laughter.It was scary.They reminded me of my elderly grandparents.I hope i didn’t turn pale in front of them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I scalded my tongue.The reasons:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;the porridge was too hot!&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;the folks fm who knows where were talking loudly and the words they screamed across to each other were unknown 2 me.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;the toddler was crying.I longed 2 play and calm him/her down.I remained seated.I was eating after all and the babysitter might not want me 2 interfere with their business.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m didn’t buy a drink.Probably because I’m lazy.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I not very sleepy.The weather sucks, it makes sleeping difficult.Unless you are inside an air-conditioned room.It’s quite a long while since I blogged haven’t I?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-7974301081341365226?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/7974301081341365226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=7974301081341365226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/7974301081341365226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/7974301081341365226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/05/15-may.html' title='15 May'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-683244402304499282</id><published>2009-05-08T12:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T12:16:39.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 May</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Got up &amp;amp; noted how pale my face was. Took a nap again &amp;amp; woke up l8. By l8, i mean tat we only have 20 min left 2 get 2 school. And we have 2 schools 2 travel to. My siblings’ &amp;amp; mine. Woke dad up b4 mum told me 2, &amp;amp; liven my siblings up. So tat we can get going.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Reach school 3 min earlier(car’s dashboard says ‘7.17am’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Got 2 school. Parade sq. Revised. Sir canteen was looking 4 Sec. 3 students(fm my class no less) 4 e OBS camp. FT recommended me but sir canteen replied tat I’m suffering fm asthma. He retorted tat he was asthmatic as well. Like I care. But why do they have 2 talk about this on both sides of me. I was cringing! A lot! And was studiously ignoring them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Was delayed 15 min ‘cause of untidy classroom &amp;amp; noisy classmates(i.e. pudding &amp;amp; Yoyo)Hence, we only had lesser time 2 complete the paper.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Was sneezing &amp;amp; doing the paper. Invigilator gave us 10 extra min as he deem it unfair 2 the non-talkers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Draft-4got 2 cancel; Layers of mangrove forest-4gotten the other names, other than coastal zone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Got home, was reluctant 2 shower but did so anyway, den told mum i was hungry. She told me the market was open so i went there 2 eat. Cantonese Porridge. Fish. With egg.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Still sneezing. And the tissue box is beside me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chatting with No.2 thru msn now. Was cut off fm connection earlier(note: I was ‘stealing’ others’ link). Was reconnected when I found our modem. My bro hid it in a v. yucky place. I was screaming in my head!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*A/N: I am using Windows Live Writer as i am doing my blog so the spelling is somewhat…formal?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-683244402304499282?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/683244402304499282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=683244402304499282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/683244402304499282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/683244402304499282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/05/8-may.html' title='8 May'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-5074294445571182606</id><published>2009-05-07T15:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:29:57.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 May</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Jus got home &amp;amp; showered. Anyway, was revising(or rather reading thru) SS notes on the bus, on my way 2 such, taking the detour(even thou the barrier is ‘taken down’), &amp;amp; in the classroom.Yep,i didn't look thru my EL paper 1 notes.Except 4 maybe the phrases.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When we were given P1,I almost fainted.Jkjk.Topics 4 free writing were too ‘limited’.I did a draft section 2 first.Den did question 3-talent/skill i would like 2 have &amp;amp; how i would utilise it.I'm so so so so stupid!I shouldn't have done that…good bye EL P1 scores~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Went 4 recess with the usual people.Saw Mr.JL &amp;amp; he coughed-v. loudly.I tot that was Mr.Fat; guess not.There was another person whom have the same ‘shape’/’size’ as Mr.Fat…Had chicken popcorn. After beating a fat ass 2 it.I hate cut-Q-ers. Unless, of course, its me who is cut-queuing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Went 2 class 5 min earlier.Glanced thru the paper b4 we dump our bags on the floor.Mrs.R’s still the same.*Sigh*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did essay question.Was v. relieved that I had studied both essays(because i tot of only studying question 6 instead of both).Then did the rest.I have had trouble with 1c).Doom.Bt seriously, the paper was alike 2 last yr’s paper(because we had done the paper b4).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Old Virgin came in 2 invigilate us.After I’m done, I wrote done whatever I'm thinking.Cos I'm bored.Bt I had 2 hide it from Old Virgin.Too dangerous!Cos its my private tots.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;MTL Cher was in a bad mood.Until after her lesson began did she ‘get better’.She really does like being in a classroom doesn't she?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;B4 leaving,went 2 ask No.2 2 lend me her MTL WS.Bad mood, i realise later.She was wearing a poker face as usual so I didn't know.I think its because of the next lesson’s Cher; or maybe the exes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;E Maths had mock test.Question 2 is gone.So are many others.A failing grade.Yuck.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Afterwards, had SS CA2.E question is the same as the MY paper’s so I was shocked.Had trouble because I remember(or think so)that govt’s had 4 points.I asked the others about it &amp;amp; told me there were only 3.Relief~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Went 1st floor 2 do MTL WS(Jas paper).Heard people calling me.Pretended 2 ignore/never heard.No~~they jus have 2 cont shouting.Damn.I dislike attracting others’ attention.Went up 2 get the MTL file from No.5.with her5 pals’ again. :) 4gten 2 thx &amp;amp; 4give No.2…l8r.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Btw,I'm doing this using Windows Live Writer so my spelling is ‘formal’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-5074294445571182606?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/5074294445571182606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=5074294445571182606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/5074294445571182606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/5074294445571182606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/05/7-may.html' title='7 May'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-3545504774885175795</id><published>2009-05-06T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:05:31.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 May</title><content type='html'>Heard thunder &amp;amp; lightning while slpin; tot was jus a noisy dream.I wasnt conscious &amp;amp; so mie logic wasnt v. great.Woke l8 &amp;amp; had dad drove us.B4 tt, i bought some 'life' in2 e zombie sibs.I told dem 2 hurry, wear their footwear &amp;amp; cum out cos e air was v.v. nice-cooling.Cold.if u r stupid enuf 2 stand dere 4 5mins(i.e. me.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morn had 2 go e detour cos of e barricade.Was contemplating whether 2 nt confess tt im havin a cold/running nose.Decided against it.Sat according 2 index no. 2dae.I kinda hate mie seat.Evriseat a cher assigns me 2 let mi nt c clearly...damn dem.If i hav a gd eyesight, i wudnt b sitting rite @ e front!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were ok.Received gifts.Im gonna miss Ms.Y &amp;amp; Ms.N...dey were so lenient &amp;amp; i gt 2 slp.It was so nice wif dem around.Mr HL was scary.Prob cos he's stressed tt we werent able 2 perform-wat wif our exams cumin &amp;amp; all.MTL was a cringe xperience, no TB, seat sucks...after MTL borrowed paper(2 copy)&amp;amp; she saw me staring? @ a certain person.I noe wat she's tokin abt bt I noe tt i wasnt staring.I doubt i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ schgate heard 'essa &amp;amp; No.3.Dey shouted mie name.Thx god tt dey didnt shout out e name of mie so-called 'ex'.Frankly, i dun hav 1.Im nt sure y dey refer 2 him as tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was too lost in mie tots 2 notice bus til clingy grrl pointed tt out 2 mi.We ran.I was breathless.As usual.Shared a seat wif her cos e bus was v. cramped.Showered,unable 2 concentrate revising...e usual story.Im kinda pressurised.Tmr's Geog &amp;amp; I havnt revised yet.Yuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-3545504774885175795?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/3545504774885175795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=3545504774885175795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3545504774885175795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3545504774885175795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/05/6-may.html' title='6 May'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-6355583877964341554</id><published>2009-05-05T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:09:47.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 May</title><content type='html'>Wow~May alrdi; and I hadnt updated mie blog @ all since e MTL MYE...Sry, readers.I was damn busy wif hmk, revision &amp;amp; hu-noe-wat.(frankly,I was jus slpin mie head off.and reading.and relaxing cos u noe e saying: calm b4 e storm.In dis case, e storm's e exams.So im slackin 1st.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mie alarm clock broke.Its v. annoying. Seriously.Bt it made me gt up due to its continuous &amp;amp; shrill noise(e mildest term used...).Routine~then woke as per norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt 2 sch took detour cos e 'shortcut' was barricaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;amp;N 1st period bt cher was absent so we had Ms T 4 1st period.She went thru tangents-E maths.Nxt was Mr. J Lim.He came in announcing he was hot-technically cos mayb its a long walk?or mayb cos of his size?no offence intended.Nxt was Mr.Landen.He's actually quite nice.His life is v. ironic.Den is no cher period.Our class is v. tame-nt v. noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog almos slp(as usual).Recess: went libr &amp;amp; 'essa found me.went down 2 gt bks; Mic came wif us(e giant bear is v....big.),revised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS l8r, did essay qn(actually copied frm e sample she gave us), did corr(oso almost fell aslp).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem:revision.I was clearly unsure of e covalent/ionic compounds.O well, I hated it evr since Sec 2...I hated Mr.Yucks,im taking bk e 'i prefer sc(chem)'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT tiring &amp;amp; e paint smells.E maths was dragged cos syllabus unfinished.Revison papers all day long.I'll giv out a big 'EW'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt hme &amp;amp; met familiar ppl.Was able 2 relax due e ppl.Lucky cos bus gt dere wen I had jus reached.gt hme,l8.of course.i read, did hmk, &amp;amp; m now blogging(tis real &amp;amp; im nt lying.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-6355583877964341554?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/6355583877964341554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=6355583877964341554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6355583877964341554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6355583877964341554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/05/5-may.html' title='5 May'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-7869128544408591612</id><published>2009-04-28T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:16:40.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29 Apr</title><content type='html'>MTL exam 2dae. Both P1 &amp;amp; 2.Anyway, gt up &amp;amp; prepared 4 sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On e road 2 sch, an old lady asked me 4 directions 2 e busstop.Furtherup &amp;amp; jus follow e barriers; and warn her 2 b careful cos of rain(stormy weather.Yays!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt 2 sch, climbed e stairs-e mundane activities.Revised &amp;amp; silently moan tt dere's no rain.Anyway, gt 2 class.E speaker was funny, or mayb its jus e broadcast system.E DM voice was lyk wen he's tokin underwater.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTL P1 invigilated by F&amp;amp;N cher; @ first, her fone's beeping is v. annoyin cos I gt distracted.Ok, fine, so Im jus wantin 2 b distracted frm e difficult MTL paper.After im done, I chatted wif HKL &amp;amp; co. den left 4 e libr.No chatting cos I was, as usual, readin e newspaper.Xcept tt im nt v. interested 2dae. RPCher came in 2 return.Found out a scandalous thg...life's unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt 2 class early &amp;amp; while waitin 4 e last person aka fat boy 2 enter, we had e class's mouth 2 entertain us by singing out his name-whilst standing.LOL.I luv Ms Bikini's ways of humiliating ppl.It ntertains ppl as well.Was a gd way 2 relax pro-exam stress. Paper 2-&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;had no idea wat's goin on cept tt mayb e compre is a lil too heartwarmin? I thk tt's wat e last passage is.I THINK.cos i dun realli understand e qn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afeter Ms Bikini, we had our FT invigiliate us.His loafers clacking against each othrs is a v. annoying distraction-esp wen i dun wanna b distracted.I gt no idea y he's lookin @ our ans.I jus hope tt he doesnt understand e qn &amp;amp; will nt noe how horrible i m in MTL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept 4 10mins.Ol virgin &amp;amp; co. invigilating.Den was briefed abt SS Midyr.Ol Virgin v. familiar wif student habits.Tt's all i can say wen she asked a qn no 1 understands &amp;amp; r jus pretending 2 search 4 e ans in e file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sc)Chem was fine.Mayb able 2 understand wat 'bases' r.I thk.Wen he flipped my bk-2 search 4 e topic he's teaching-I was woeing 4 mie bk.Its poor pgs...crumpled(slightly)by him...Y nt use mie neighbours bk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escaped 2 stairs, den rmb-ed abt forms.Gt down 2 eat wen im unable 2 contact e cher,had 2 wait in a v. long line 4 a pc of marble cake.Saw e cher on e way,chatted wif her abt NAPTA(?)test.She nagged @ mi abt eatin a measly pc of bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took forms, meanwhile silently laughin wen she gt stuck outside.Carried bag up &amp;amp; ate dere.Was rewarded lollipop 4 efforts a few daes ago.Thx.Was kinda hungry, or mayb its jus mie sweet tooth, so I ate it. Was praised 4 it.Even if i gt no idea y.Completed lesson &amp;amp; e whole class gt 2 eat choc. :DD REason by RPCher:Share fats around.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 hall; at same tym 2 find Ms Bikini(again 4 e missing parts of form).Complained tt she was unable 2 find POA classrm.I told her tt.Btw, I was bhind her bt was too tired 2 in4m her.Its oli wen she asked V &amp;amp; Reth i.e. wen dey turn around, dey spotted mi.Was kinda hilarious bt i didnt laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAPTA?&lt;br /&gt;Sit ups: 25&lt;br /&gt;Sit &amp;amp; reach: 37/38(sry, 4gt)&lt;br /&gt;Standing board jump?: 165?I didnt quite hear it.&lt;br /&gt;Shuttle run: 11.7(I had 2 ask e cher 2 repeat evrithg cos he's soooo soft!&amp;amp; I tot I was e quiet 1.)&lt;br /&gt;Incline push up: 25.Was scolded 4 being lenient.Iv 4gten wat he said.Sry ppl bt Im was thkin abt askin e OBS e whole tym he was tokin...Congrats 2 me(by Canteen sir)4 doin e right way &amp;amp; I dunno?!Im nt sure y im congrated either...&lt;br /&gt;Wen Im goin 2 e hall 2 take mie bag, encountered Fher, whim asked me 2 in4m Mini 2 wait @ e basketball court, &amp;amp; No.2: askin how much I did &amp;amp; purposely irritating mi by challengin tt she will do mre den me.Hmph...she can TRY bt she wont beat me&lt;-Tis is nt serious, jus jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On busstop met Fiz &amp;amp; shorty.I dun thk F hav a gd impression of our companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt hme, read Twilight, den did hmk, suffered frm headache, cont-ed doin, den read.Mum bought me a lil somthg.I jus hope she doesnt regret it wen she sees mie MTL marks-even thou she inquired mi abt it &amp;amp; I told her truthfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna bathe.E weather's H-O-T despite showers in e afternoon &amp;amp; mie bathing.Argh...e damn weather.Btw, I typed tis around 11+pm till 12+, thus e date 29th instead of 28th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-7869128544408591612?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/7869128544408591612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=7869128544408591612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/7869128544408591612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/7869128544408591612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/04/29-apr.html' title='29 Apr'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-3223519646686463281</id><published>2009-04-25T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:17:47.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Apr</title><content type='html'>Reluctant 2 wake up as e dae seem grim.Den fell asleep as mie head came in2 contact wif e soft, fluffy pillow.Gt up on e 2nd ring(e 1 tt means tt i hav 2 leave 4 sch).I took mie tym &amp;amp; stroded 2 e busstop.Stoded instead of brisk walk cos Im sufferin frm muscle cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was last 2 reach e parade squ.1st tym.Sat down rigidly.Jos chatted wif mi &amp;amp; I realised(so i m slow 2 realise thgs, wateva.)tt it was due 2 us nt doin warm ups b4 running/jogging/brisk walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 class 2 dump Sc(Chem) TB under table, trudged 2 e 4th floor 4 POA.All e while endurin e pain.After e lesson, whh I was secretly doin e study plan instead of listening(yep,im in trouble again),I climbed down.Den went 2 canteen 2 do final(?)study plan.FT treated e class lyk an army contigent.I hav absolutely no idea wat command he was givin, if nt e othrs demo-ed 2 us, we cud nv hav understood.Climbed e stairs,endured pain,might hav winced along e way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ canteen,sat wif Na &amp;amp; waved Rosemary ovr.Did e 1st part den chatted wif Na.Actually,she did most of e tokin.Gt up 2 MTL class.Listened 2 wat she has 2 say den fell asleep.She lectured e class a few mins b4 recess.Somthg abt those whom r poor in MTL r mostly S'poreans instead of e international, our learning attitude:gave up on MTL or r jus nt bothered.Thxfully she didnt look ovr 2 our side.*Sigh of relief*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess went 2 libr, took e smelly stairs(smelly cos of e smell of paint.Yuck)&amp;amp; was trying 2 relax e muscle(s).Painful.Didnt greet Ms.D cos I hav nthg 2 tok abt.Did hmk &amp;amp; b4 leavin, chatted wif Ms.D.Chatted abt MTL.She told me this: If Lee Kuan Yew can speak chinese, why can't you?or somwhere near dere.Frankly, iv 4gten.Y cant I(speak &amp;amp; write gd/fluent Chinese)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt downstairs &amp;amp; cleaned up mie pl bt bcos I was e last few 2 rise(doin Sc(Phys)hmk),I was told 2 'knock it down 20'.Damn,I silently protested &amp;amp; served mie punishment.I did 20 &amp;amp; was v. xhausted(!!!Tis nv occurred b4!!!).Had 2 ask Mila 2 help mi call out 2 FT(oso Sc(Chem)cher).I thk she dun understand wat im askin.Den Rag helpped.His voice is loud.Nice.Recovered 2 promptly plop into mie seat.I had cleaned up mie area &amp;amp; straighten mie row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sc(Chem)was kinda boring.Rag taught.I thk e Sc(Phys &amp;amp; Chem)chers adore him.I envy him 4 understanding dem easily &amp;amp; was able 2 utilise it; unlyk mi whom had 2 spend hrs readin e qn &amp;amp; answering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was 1st 2 escape Sc(Chem),went up 2 libr 2 place mie bag, hesitated &amp;amp; dcided 2 go downstairs 2 eat.Noodles.2 servings.Of rice &amp;amp; alt.No othr foods.Sooo unhealthy.Went up 2 do remainin hmk.Den read.Asked Ms.D if dere's anythg I can do.She in4med mi e Libr i/c called 2 ask if dere r any libr.Im glad she answered no.Btw, while I was doin hmk,Mad cow &amp;amp; Zani came 2 mi.Its kinda funny.Both r goin 2 b selected as leaders &amp;amp; came 2 ask e same qn.&amp;amp; at v. close intervals did dey came 2 ask mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down 2 buy drink &amp;amp; happened 2 meet Haz.In4med him abt meetin @ e libr @ 2.55pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helpped Ms.D look after her table while she went 2 e ladies, read newspaper, &amp;amp; pleadin tt e fone stop ringing.I dun wanna ans e fone, in case it was a cher &amp;amp; I doubt students(even librarians)can answer it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited till 3.05 den left wif Haz(HL havnt arrive yet &amp;amp; I dun hav much patience).Haz kept on lookin down stairs.Wonder if he was jus itchin 2 go downstairs or jus unsure where e Com Lab 4 is. E cher marked attendence &amp;amp; HL &amp;amp; Gem came in.Its ok 2 hav 4 ppl.Im fine bt its jus too much 4 mi 2 handle esp wen dey're all Ns, Sec 1s &amp;amp; v. playful.Had quite a fine time.U noe, bad &amp;amp; gd?Anyway, HL &amp;amp; Haz were very annoying.Dey gt along well.And by 'get along well',i mean dey quarrel a lot.A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted wif e old guy trainer.Told him I had tution &amp;amp; whether I cud leave alreadi.He guessed e MTL tution &amp;amp; chatted wif mi.He's v. fun.Gt hme 1st.E bus came earlier thx god.E bus however, was nt e 1 im used 2 bt im fine wif it,it had air-conditioning.E bois sitting in frt of mi r v. annoying.I caught some of their convo.&lt;br /&gt;1) 'This is the life.' Mie tot was tt how cud any1(esp frm a good sch-i can infer frm their sch Tee)b so contented wif riding a bus 2 sch?!Its jus so...wrong!&lt;br /&gt;2) Boi sitting across mi wearin sunglasses. I was thkin if he was out of his mind. E sunrays wasnt even near his seat.Furthermre,its gtin dark.If he's tryin 2 impress ppl wif his wearin e sunglass,i hope he doesnt trip/hurt his eyesight.Nt 2 mention tt he doesnt even look 'cool' wif his sunglasses on.&lt;br /&gt;3) My parents didnt drive me because they are busy with work. MIe tot:Dont depend too much on parents nowadaes kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;4) 'His(a schmate?classmate?)running...'. Mie tot:Dun tok abt it cos u r not him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dere r mre bt i'll keep it tis short.Its nt tt im judging dem-Do not judge a book by its cover.I was wonderin if out of their 'cool'(frankly,not cool)surface,do dey hav a much mre open character/personality in demselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GT hme,did hmk.Suprisingly,I was able 2 follow e 1st &amp;amp; last parts of e study plan.It was altered in btwn.Changed &amp;amp; bro commented tt I look lyk mum.Im nt bothered.I mean,tt's his norm comment.He has absolutely no sense of style so Im nt gonna rely on him.Frankly,Im jus nt bothered abt mie appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt hme by midnite &amp;amp; sis was gtin annoying.Tt 'grl'(tomboi)is so noisy &amp;amp; rough.&amp;amp; annoying.Nt 2 mention slow.So tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-3223519646686463281?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/3223519646686463281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=3223519646686463281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3223519646686463281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3223519646686463281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/04/25-apr.html' title='25 Apr'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-9179639429742961187</id><published>2009-04-23T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:42:05.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Apr</title><content type='html'>I gt up, prepared 4 sch, hesitated, den decided 2 slp 4 20mins. Powernap?Im nt sure.Prob nt since I had jus woken up 2 fall asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walkin all e way 2 e busstop, on e bus, on e way 2 sch, i had mie nose in e F&amp;amp;N file.Cramming 4 last min revision.Nt oli mi,i l8r found out.Btw, almos knocked in2 thgs.Yes dangerous i noe;bt i'd rather die den stay alive &amp;amp; suffer all dis pressure/stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt 2 sch, mayb a lil 'emo' as dey call it; i prefer 2 call it mie poker face(no, ppl,nt after a song, bt an adjective? tt descibes a person whom doesnt show any emotions/expressions.Refer 2 dict. 4 mre accurate xplaination)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw tt e usual big canvas banner was dropped, and @ a v. unusual cutting pattern.U sud hav seen it, i accidentally laughed(softly)in frt of public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V.warm 2dae,even thou e wind was howling &amp;amp; raining yesterdae nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st period (Sci)Phys, fell asleep.If im nt wrong, i thk Mr. HL asked wat im praying 2.Do i look lyk praying 2 him!?Even if im, I wont do tt in public.I wonder if he does...and whether it wud b funny.Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd PE.Iv determined 2 participate 2dae.Ran 5 rounds bt I oli ran 2 1/2 rounds.Mie stomach is killing mi, mie legs feel haevy, breathing laboured &amp;amp; felt lyk vomiting.I was reminded of wat happened a few wks ago.Brr*Shivers* After 1st lap, Mr. Canteen reminded mi 2 breath properly,I rmb-ed &amp;amp; was much better; if nt feelin lyk throwing up. Jos &amp;amp; Lyn didnt ran 2dae.Seems weird tt weneva i run, dey didnt ;and wen I did, dey didnt. After 2 1/2 lap, I went up 2 Sir Canteen 2 b asked 2 visit e lavatory. He gav mi permission &amp;amp; I thk he mentioned somthg abt 'no stamina'.It offended mi.Iv hurt it numerous tyms-frm mie dad,mie aunt, mie mum, mie ballet cher,&amp;amp; now him. After tt horrid run,did incline pull ups.Mie hand nt arm hurts.Prob cos of mie connection wif ballet. Den did a lil practice on rugby,mie stomach was still hurtin mi. Sir Canteen noticed &amp;amp; asked if Im ok, if I had drank.I replied yes.Den he asked e nt runnin-ppl 2 look after mi &amp;amp; told mi 2 sit.I wonder if he noticed I was squirmin.He definately had an iron grip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL nxt &amp;amp; I was still unwell.Mie stomach hates mi.And so do I.Nthg much, was able 2 catch up during lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess went 2 toilet(change &amp;amp; try 2 calm stomach down),went class study/cram wateva u call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTL was barked @ during 1st lesson(due 2 serious compo problems).She did mention 1 compo whh reduced her realtive 2 tears frm overlaughing.Tis is serious.Gone thru compo.In preparation 4 Mid-yr Paper 1.Sry cher, ur gonna b disappointed by mie performance once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Maths in com lab!!!!Yays!!!Taught Sherpard &amp;amp; Lyn how 2 identify x/y-intercept, line of symatry etc.Had trouble wif mine bt finished it! :)Gt down 2 hav lunch.fried rice+chicken chunks+egg.Fried rice=CHO; Chicken chunks=proteins; egg=protein.No fat-rich foods...so much 4 utilising e 3 nutrients sparingly(meaning nt use too much of either nutrients 2 giv energy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;amp;N took notes out &amp;amp; left e rm.Vani came out l8r e same way &amp;amp; told mi e woman dere was creepy(hostile), i thk tt she's jus studiously ignorin us.I dun hav a grudge wif her.E whole grp(I thk)gathered dere, tokin abt how 2 postpone/stop e F&amp;amp;N test.1 way was cursing, e othr was prayin(curtesy of yrs truly), nxt was peltin stones @ her.Was laughin &amp;amp; nt studying.Wen we saw 'Ms'K,we hid/turned our faces away;she did e same-by using her cardboard box 2 cover her.Was too comical.Btw,no peltin or anythg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;amp;N ACT was all test test test.Finished Sec A.Im dead!!!I studied anyothr nutrients den e most commom(Carbohydrates).Tt's a direct ambush!-frm e cher no less.Essay refered 2 TB.Wrote a pathetic 3/4 &amp;amp; less page.Cos e topic is nt broad &amp;amp; dere's realli nthg 2 discuss.Btw,saw Ms D(Libr) dere.seems she was nt allowed in her abode(libr)as well.once e test is done, I handed e paper 2 her &amp;amp; xplained y i cant hand in at tt tym(i realised som dumb mistakes &amp;amp; wanted 2 change it).xtra marks(4 dose hu submit earlier) or a gd job.I was let go coz she commented tt mie CW(theory)has been gd.Sry 2 disappoint u, dere will b no such thg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Ms D as I stepped out, chatted wif her.Im surprised she knew Dion.Went up &amp;amp; found Abi.Went 2 find XY.Up &amp;amp; down we went den we did EL version of MTL project.Mr.Canteen found mi &amp;amp; asked if im fine &amp;amp; e reason.E reason-no b'fast.He asked(albeit pleadingly)2 eat mie b'fast nxt Thurs(Napfa?).I had 2 agree-its reasonable.B4 him was Ms Bikini.She saw mi staring(cos her way of ambushin e rest was funny &amp;amp; I wondered if she came out 2 'annoy' her students.)She attacked mi as well.*Sigh*Sry I dragged u in2 dis Abi.Saw Mr.K &amp;amp; his students.I was used 2 his presence tt i didnt greet him.*oops*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waved Mr.Crybaby bye wen im abt 2 leave.Chatted.He's surprised i can still rmb.Hmph!Unlyk him, i hav gd memory.(actually,its mi being familiar 2 e cher tt its 'etched' on mie mind)Btw,Abi in4med mi she had browsed thru &amp;amp; read mie blog.Funi,i didnt realli tot any1 wud bothr reading.She oso told mi mie blog was kinda 'dark'(depressing).?Do u ppl thk so too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt hme.Did com hmk-F&amp;N;Entrepreneur.I havnt done e othrs.Better gt 2 it.Hopes it rains-bt nt wen im walking hme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-9179639429742961187?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/9179639429742961187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=9179639429742961187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/9179639429742961187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/9179639429742961187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/04/23-apr.html' title='23 Apr'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-7609855111575468858</id><published>2009-04-21T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:55:24.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Apr</title><content type='html'>Gt hme l8r den usual coz I was too soft-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad drove us 2 sch, complained tt it wasn't raining, bt wen he neared mie sch, it started pouring. I kept mie mouth shut frm retortin. He woke up so early in e morn 2 chaffeur us 2 sch anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt 2 sch, read.FT looked @ e bk title, i wonder y?Was it coz I was unconciously laughing(e bk was hilarious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept during F&amp;amp;N, e cher asked. I contemplated tellin her tt I hav a headache bt dcided against it. I kept mie mouth shut and tried 2 concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog cher came l8, received test paper. Failed. Dont ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 libr alone during recess, im nt hungry and I dun wanna b implicated wif some mre illegal doings of e ppl I hang out wif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read mie bk, nt after browsing thru some bks e sch libr owns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kodi taught us e skill of 'usefulness in SBQ'.Tried 2 keep awake bt still slept.Seems she was able 2 teach &amp;amp; nt b distracted(unlyk last yr...*brr*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FT(oso Chem cher) was v. generous. And by 'generous', I mean by punishing ppl. Nt mi, of course. I was able 2 grasp 2day's comcepts.Hmph, I dun nid 2 consult a cher, Im perfectly fine on mie own(bt nt 4 Maths, un4tun8ly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im nt sure if e cher was tellin mi off or not, he was bside mie table &amp;amp; his voice is loud. I hope he didnt c mi wince wen he boomed out.He asked y i was unable 2 gt gd marks 4 CA, bt able 2 grasp concepts etc taught in class. I dun reali wanna tell him I didnt revise. Bt he wont leave till I answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragged Mandy away til she in4m mi she's waitin 4 No.2. I was lyk 'Oh'.&amp;amp; waited 4 her.Chatted a lil wif No.5 &amp;amp; her pals.1st 2 buy lunch. Wasted $1.50. Ate rice while No.2 &amp;amp; Mandy ate a v. light lunch. *Ignore tis part 'less u wanna hear mi 'lecture'. My F&amp;amp;N student 'duty' kinda blurt out tt its unhealthy-it is!We're supposed 2 hav 3 whole meals othrwise, 2 meals-1 norm, e othr havin mre of e nutrients whh we had nt gotten during e 'missed' meal. U dun understand mi do u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted wif HW. Of course, it was jus outta sheer boredom.I was gonna ignore her bt she kinda surprised mi by tokin.Im ashamed 2 say I jumped-nt too visibly i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA was ok.I was able 2 grasp e concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was dragged up 2 SAW(im nt being punished, jus accompanying mie frens-dey r e 1 hu's punished).Worked out some solutions and finally dcide 2 jus leave dem.I still hav a load of hmk 2 attend 2.I hate SAW.I hate dis sch.SAW is lyk a prison.Hav any teachers ever entered?Its total indiscrimination 2 us teens.Wat e hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt hme, wondered y I was able 2 perform better wen Im alone.Anyway, Im havin writer's block. Found out tt its caused by stress. I.e. Hmk, hmk, hmk. Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-7609855111575468858?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/7609855111575468858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=7609855111575468858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/7609855111575468858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/7609855111575468858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/04/21-apr.html' title='21 Apr'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-8347309472210705137</id><published>2009-04-18T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:50:28.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Apr</title><content type='html'>Slp @ 1am? Woke up @ 1pm? Or amyb earlier? Antway, woke up &amp;amp; was feelin v. giddy. I keep bumpy in2 thgs on mie way 2 e bathrm. Was under e light sprinkling of e shower tap 4 v. long. Reason: Stomach pains; Reason 2: Headaches; Reason 3: dun wanna hear mum's nags/shouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then decided 2 slp til 3pm.Reason 4 '3pm' was coz I meetin wif ppl 2 go Trinity. I figured out e tym I wud nid, den fall asleep. A power nap of 20/25 mins bt in e end I slp 4 anothr 1 hr. -.- I woke up @ 4pm quite flustered even thou I had e tym plan neatly worked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I collected mie stuff, carefully edge around mie mum wen im tellin her i goin out(nt 2 church-she is anti-christ), changed den leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E bus came eralier den xpected btg tt's ok. I reached Trinity at xactly 4.30pm.Hmm...i'll consider goin 2 church l8r nct tym 'round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met wif HR &amp;amp; her cell grp members. Nt xactly 'open' bt it was ok. I miss No.3...she lightens up evri1's mood wif her 'openliness' or wateva it is she naturally possesses.*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gt 2 church feelin v. warm(mayb fever?),air-con was much better.Escaped early.HR was disappointed bt I cant help it, i hav ballet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached hme @ 7pm, changed &amp;amp; ate e porridge(yum!), went on9 2 do some Entrepreneur competition thgy. Den left @ 7.50pm.Later than usual bt i dun care. I thk e cher will drag their tym till most of e Grade 6s cum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt dere, barre xcercises. I was placed in front.So much 4 e xcuse tt i dun rmb e steps...i suppose e cher is gonna hav us b in front even if we had 4gten our steps.She's v. determined 2dae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den a choice: Allegro or center xcercises. I answered. Its e latter. After she xplained e scariness of e Allegro xcercises, how could i nt choose centre xcercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Able 2 go thru xcercises till e free movement.*Sigh*I lost mie concentration &amp;amp; mie body(esp legs)hurt. So i was a bit 'blur'.E cher sud hav sensed mie mood coz she dismissed us after our reverance.A tad reluctantly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt hme, changed(coz parents r nt in &amp;amp; dere's a possibility tt dey might want 2 go out)&amp;amp; cont. mie work.Tis tym, i asked ppl frm msn.Nt much help thou.*Sigh*-im sighin a lot arent i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-8347309472210705137?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/8347309472210705137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=8347309472210705137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8347309472210705137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8347309472210705137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/04/18-apr.html' title='18 Apr'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-3153412499088664502</id><published>2009-04-16T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:55:58.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 Apr</title><content type='html'>Xactly 12 mins till midnite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt went sch 2dae coz nt feelin well(duh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around dawn(or mayb l8r than dawn)tot abt how I had inconvient R coz his Maths Bk1 is wif me.Then tot of how I had escaped a few subjects. I.e. MTL &amp;amp; PE&gt; Woots! bt gt down after I had 'framed' R...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 mre mins til midnite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up @ 12+pm.Was wantin 2 do hmk den rest bt coz of e stomach pains, was unable 2 do so &amp;amp; read. Seems lyk Im gtin quite picky abt mie reads...a BAD sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathed, bro came hme a few hrs l8r, then sis. Dey mentioned mi cumin hme early...I didnt reply e reason.I dun wan 2 encourage dem 2 nt go 2 sch-even if mie reason was valid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 mins~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmk hmk, calls calls, hmk hmk, pack bag, hav som ntertainment;i.e. com,T.V.,Bk.im gonna slp now. &amp;amp; die tmr coz of a damned test...&amp;amp; bcoz I dunno how 2 xplain e lend-and-didnt-return bk 2 e mouth tmr...&amp;amp; e hmk whh i dunnno how 2 complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Jells was oso absent.Im gtin readi 4 tmr.Cheers-NOT.5 mins mre...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-3153412499088664502?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/3153412499088664502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=3153412499088664502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3153412499088664502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3153412499088664502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/04/16-apr.html' title='16 Apr'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-964041761781754216</id><published>2009-04-14T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:16:57.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Apr</title><content type='html'>Was in a depressing mood evr since morn.Reason is coz of e Geog test.Morn no greetin watsoeva-yep,jus being 'emo'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;amp;N helpped distract mi so mie mood wasnt tt bad bt I was feelin 'sluggish'-as e cher call it-coz of e lack of breakfast.Hmm...morn+stress of test=no appetite 4 b'fast.Was copyin notes all dae long.VP came in &amp;amp; I was kinda surprised tt no 1 greeted tt old hag.O well,@ least she didnt catch mi slping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was depressed durin Geog.Iv given up any hope of passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess:cant find V so went libr wif No.3.Boring bt @ least I gt 2 b in an air-coned enviro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS lesson is so dull tt i almost fell asleep.E old virgin's in a bad mood.Hmm...so much 4 thkin tt she'd changed 2 b mre lenient.She's e same demon as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem cher was nt present so I slp 4 e whole 1 hr.Wen i woke up,I immediately left 2 eat lunch.Mie lunch-fried rice+curry+egg.Nt v. healthy/bal-ed,I noe,bt im nt bothered.Mie health is alrdi @ tis stage-im nt gonna bother anymre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch wif No.5,mie niece(hu luv greetin mi wif a 'hi,Ah Yi(aunt)')Its gtin kinda unnervin,i mean im nt tt old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hall 4 briefin,xplained 2 Fifi,u noe e v.scary c.,she was actually v. nice.We did quite well 2dae,xcept tt R gt ruffled up wen N3 came...Did chat wif R,wonder if he learn mre abt e reserved grl sittin bside him in class.Treated mi 2 apple juice!Thx bt still felt guilty abt it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen e ppl I recognised(frm GZ) came,I was mre lively &amp;amp; chatty.Btw,we didnt yell out instructions,thx god.I thk Ms Y's class is e most organised thou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked hme wif J, took bus wif e lil guy,chatted thru'out wif 'essa.Her mood seems better after makin up wif her frens.Tt's a gd sign,I was oso affected by her happy mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt hme,went 2 O lvl Guru 2 revise Phys.Still nid 2 rmb formulae etc.&amp;amp; finish e F&amp;amp;N CW whh i had been draggin 4 too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-964041761781754216?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/964041761781754216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=964041761781754216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/964041761781754216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/964041761781754216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/04/14-apr.html' title='14 Apr'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-4202025031474945884</id><published>2009-04-11T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:52:09.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Apr</title><content type='html'>Its after midnite,thus '11 Apr' instead of '10 Apr'-Gd Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im kinda curious.Y gd Friday?Wats e day 4?And som othr qns tt's been on mie head weneva i thk/c/hear/notice e word 'Gd Friday'.I suppose tt im nt gonna gt ans if i dun search 4 dem bt im too slothful 2 do anythg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was havin leg cramps in e middle of e mite tis few days...Dey hurt &amp;amp; i had 2 endure whilst stil in mie groggy state.I dun even noe wen im contractin e muscles in mie leg.I tried 2 relax e muscles bt is unsuccessful.I noe,even thou im unsure how i gt 2 noe dis info,2 relax e leg muscles bt its quite difficult-esp wen ur nt fully awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gt up,went on9,ate &amp;amp; since i had nthg mre 2 do-bsides listenin 2 music-i shut e com down &amp;amp; read a bk.After readin a few chpts,i bathed.Then read &amp;amp; feelin uncomfy tt i had nt done any sch wrk @ all,i took mie hmk out &amp;amp; did dem.I finished maths-both POA &amp;amp; E Maths.I havnt done revision or F&amp;amp;N whh is v. disturbin in mie standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 Suntec,Carrefour 2 shop 4 groceries.@ least tt's wat mie parents r doin,mie sibs &amp;amp; I r jus collectin foods.Junk foods,snacks,drinks etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went 2 eat somwhr near Quuenstown,or @ least i thk so.I didnt finsh eatin e porridge-a 1st.&amp;amp; im shocked.I supposed mie parents r as well,e bowl is usually clean weneva we patronise tt pl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt hme &amp;amp; rushed up.Dad called mi 2 help bri up e thgs we bought.I too peeved 2 bother &amp;amp; pretended i cudnt hear a thg-i didnt,i was busy thkin abt hmk &amp;amp; e bk im readin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed mie clothes,nt b4 bro tried 2 squeeze his way in,i was so pissed by then tt i aimed mie kick @ him.Didnt reach him.I gt even mre annoyed &amp;amp; retorted 2 any1(mainly mie dad &amp;amp; e A-hole bro of mine)til i reached e bathrm.I tot of how dumb mie bro is compared 2 mie sister,whom had 2 decency 2 hide(if nt noisily)instead of retprtin &amp;amp; testin mie already short patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In e bathrm,i tot of how mie dad didnt noe i was goin thru puberty,tt i was goin in2 'rebel' mode.Im always his perfect princess,til now.Tt sud b y he's confused...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-4202025031474945884?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/4202025031474945884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=4202025031474945884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4202025031474945884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4202025031474945884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/04/11-apr.html' title='11 Apr'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-1089821380314428705</id><published>2009-04-09T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:30:26.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Apr</title><content type='html'>Was psychologically affected wen e sky was bright wen i had jus reach e busstop.Nt 2 wry thou,e bus came as per norm-as in,e bus's usual tym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen up bt no 1's thr so went 2 class.Met 'essa in her class.Prob tired &amp;amp; wanted her 2 smile-hoho sweet revenge.Jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl tot e package i carried was mie bdae prez.Wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIGM was dressed v. black 2dae.I didnt notice til e noisy 1s mention it-reason i didnt notice:i was lyin mie head on table.I prefer his class coz we gt 2 lie our heads on e table.*Smile smugly*I luv mie class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cher-tt's-alike-2-mie -ol-man started class l8 coz of admin matters by CIGM(forensic sci thgy,Slave driver/coach 4 sports' leaders thgy?He sang e yellow ribbon thgy &amp;amp; i tot its quite obvious...)Surprised tt i didnt slp in his class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt run 4 PE bt did stomach xcercises in hall.E3 thr bt nt distracted by dem.E xcercise was ok.I was on an empty stomach so its alrite.I dun feel any difficulty-@ least untill e strain-e-muscle xcercises...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL cxame l8.I was trudging 2 mie EL lesson.Nthg interestin cept tt her lesson's e same as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess:Went 2 Gen Off alone coz 'essa is too distracted by tokin 2 some ppl.I dun mind.Went up 2 find tt tt cowardly jerk has cried.I thk he's jus embarrassed tt a gal beat him.She,on e othr hand,tt he cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down,bought food,went class,chatted then returned.No.3 came &amp;amp; started accusin us of ditchin her.*Haiz*Tis is gtin tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTL focused 4 som parts bt e head plopped down after a while.*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Maths asked permission 2 go 2 e loo 2 wash mie hands.Noisy in dere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Maths fine.Hmk's in mountainous heaps.*Groan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch went 2 eat after droppin mie nag off in e F&amp;amp;N Lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;amp;N ACT is fine.No sour candy.A pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrepreneur competition:was 1st dere.Then went loo 2 call e members,then went 2 canteen 2 find clingy grl &amp;amp; met da ren on e way dere.Chatted &amp;amp; went libr 2 find gem(e fake 1).She takin test.Then hav horseridin after tt.Damn her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unable 2 properly accomplish thgs 2dae bt managed 2 ask 4 Trainer D's help-she's oso sellin organic products.I wud hav nv guessed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showered,went libr.Borrowed interestin bks!*Immediately cheered*Bt stil hav hmk 2 do.*Face fell*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,tt's all.So tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-1089821380314428705?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/1089821380314428705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=1089821380314428705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1089821380314428705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1089821380314428705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/04/9-apr.html' title='9 Apr'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-3665107182876859215</id><published>2009-04-08T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:43:42.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Apr</title><content type='html'>Was kinda in a sour mood tis morn.No,scratch tt,make tt evri morn ever since T2 started.A slight smile,a few string of words,tt's all i ever giv.Sry ppl.Im nt in a great mood @ havin 2 wake up early in e morn 2 find tt i hav nt finished mie work.Yes ppl,im jus stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readin is e oli cure.So is bloggin,as i jus found out.No,bloggin while listenin 2 music.Nice^-^&lt;--divulge yrself in tis emoticon or wateva e techno ppl call it,its rare tt i use dem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda blur/sotong after assembly bt managed 2 find e rest.Damn Sec 3 librarians(othr than me &amp;amp; 2 othr of mie classmates &amp;amp; 2 Sec2s).So much 4 dutifully attendin CCA.How e hell did dey even hav dis CCA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs.R called out librs durin MTL.Gd.Called No.2 out as well.Hmm...seriously tt gal,jus bein xcused doesnt mean she wont nidd 2 attend libr activities(CIP is diff frm CCA)Switched wif No.2.Reason: I dun trust dem.O yes,iv lost faith in mie mates.Back 2 mie old self.A solitary-lovin plain jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed 2 b awake durin lessons bt fell asleep a few mins b4 last period ends.Argh...mie head hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate a hurried lunch wif e big guy &amp;amp; 'essa.Had no choice bt 2 leave dem.Met e all too familiar grp of ppl.Hurried on 2 class.Was followed by J.Then R.Had a few arguments wif No.2 &amp;amp; 3.I was annoyed.I mean,cm on!Jus bcoz u hav 2 miss yr Chem CA,was nt xcused 4 dis activity doesnt mean u nid 2 sob.Seriously.E othr is definitely 2 dependent.On ME-no less.Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was fun,i can c tt frm som faces,othrs were poker-due 2 xhaustion, i supp.Anyway,debriefin was quick.&amp;amp; i opted 4 goin anthr round-dis tym's 4 e Sec 2s.I nid e CCA &amp;amp; CIP points.Im learnin 2 b cooperative...doubt if u wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went hme wif clingy grl.im glad of her company.I nid 2 relieve som stress &amp;amp; show som of mie real/fake(im nt sure.All i noe is tt i charadin as a goody 2 shoes in sch &amp;amp; a rebel @ hme)chara.CG complained som of her frenship matters 2 mi,fine,i nid 2 hear her progress in tis sch(out of concern,im nt sure y either.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt hme,interupted by mum.Mie '@ peace'air dissipated wen mum mentioned mie sibs(whheva brat tt is)wud lyk 2 go 2 e libr.I havnt finished readin mie bk!&amp;amp; havin mie tots said out loud is disturbin.V.v.disturbin.Nt freaky disturbin,its annoyin disturbin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted 2 go 2 e libr bt had a mountain of hmk 2 do,as well as blog &amp;amp; write a bk review-c mie othr blog.&amp;amp; wrap e prez.Im so goddamn stressed.I told myself i nid 2 go 2 Trinity bt so far...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-3665107182876859215?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/3665107182876859215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=3665107182876859215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3665107182876859215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/3665107182876859215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/04/8-apr.html' title='8 Apr'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-8930042852040889817</id><published>2009-04-01T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:03:46.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 April</title><content type='html'>Happy Aprils' Fools Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took e l8 bus-e CORRECT bus.Then went 2 pass e cert 2 clingy grrl.Turned around 2 find Bunny Teeth bhind mi.Kinda scared mi...Went 2 e designated pl bt didnt c any1.Part of e reason im unable 2 c any1 is cos e rm's completely dark-as in,NO lights.R dey nuts?Its so early in e morn,sunrise?A lil bt still nt able 2 c w/o e lights on.Anyway,went bk 2 clingy.Now im wondering hu's really clingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'essa came l8r.I thk she'd spotted mi quietly readin.We toked while goin up 2 e AdultsMP.Tt's 2 b our meetin pl.Argh...jus lyk wat 'essa said:'Tym 2 start bhavin'.Jus wen we went up,e bell rang.We were gonna strolled downstairs bt i spotted a brown-jacketed No.3.Hoho!I recognised e jacket @ 1st glance,her gan-ge?And reminded 'essa.She was tryin 2 rmb hu's jacket it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen we r downstairs,e Mouth spotted mi.Our convo goes lyk tis:&lt;br /&gt;M:Hey,i didnt noe u were participatin e chess competition.&lt;br /&gt;Me:Huh?Wat?&lt;br /&gt;M:There*Points 2 board*Yr name's there.Along wif *som ppl whom i had 4gten*&lt;br /&gt;'essa:Lets go luk(she mus hav seen e wori on mie face,thou im tryin 2 kip a poker face)&lt;br /&gt;M:April Fools' Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was released last as FT wans us 2 sit accordin 2 our Index No.He commented somthg abt 'zookeeper'license.wateva.Im nt gonna b bothered by tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iv 4gten wat we did 4 EL...O tt's rite,we did grp work.While doin grp work,i noticed tt e Mouth was e most ebthu amongst e rest-in fact,amgst e whole sch.I supposed most of e ppl were pranked by him.Including Crabby-as i l8r found out durin lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Maths,took 1 period 2 go thru Maths hmk.Hmm...most of e ppl in class didnt noe how 2 ans e qns.Safe.E othr period is 2 learn abt circles-properties.I shivered once,coz i had once glanced @ mie E Maths Assessment bk &amp;amp; found somthgs abt tangents(spellin?)etc.Argh...anothr obstacle.I havnt even cleared e last few ones.Damn.Im nt catchin up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA went thru hol hmk.While handin in,RPC told mi tt i sud b mre responsible.Argh...anothr 'mum' @ sch.Well,fine so im irresponsible so wat?!How many ppl did u c r responsible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess wif HKL,AF &amp;amp; 'essa.Ate Marble cake.E seller is v.stingy.A small mangy pc of cake.&amp;amp; I tot e stall ppl knew e imptance of havin a balanced diet.Ate &amp;amp; waited til 11.20 b4 im able 2 enter e classrm.Waited wif Vainpot &amp;amp; her pal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt 2 classrm,e anime xpert &amp;amp; so-called-bully-and-POA-book-lender chatted a while wif mi.Dey distorted e sentences in e bk.I kinda developed a phobia of wateva EL dey r gonna say nxt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phys slept thru again.Nt feelin well,mie stomach had been attackin @ r=tios particular tym evridae!Argh....hopefully nt tmr or Fri 4 tt matter.I thk its gastric pains.Mouth offered 2 help bt i'd rather nt.Nt coz i dun trust him(mayb a lil...)bt i dun wanna burden him.I cheered up durin lunch.tt's e tym it stops.Well,wat do u xpect?Im so starved tt wen its tym,it stops.Haiz...mie stomach is v. special?or jus plain weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch went 2 eat alone coz i cant seem 2 find 'essa in class.Ate then tok 2 Mandy,Ange &amp;amp; Bunny teeth.O Crabby as well.Im dun realli wanna mention Piggie or Bun Teeth.Dey didnt toked wif mi &amp;amp; im nt v.bothered.Went upstairs wif Crabby then read.Cher came in &amp;amp; we started doin work.Of course i asked some hard-to-get solutions frm mie 'nxt door neighbours'.Thx ppl.I suppose i sud ask 4 ans frm u ppl nxt tym round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt hme &amp;amp; met e Big Guy.Chatted 4 a while till Bun Teeth spotted mi.All 3 ppl toked.Jas &amp;amp; Big guy took 80-nt their permanent(as in gt-hme-straight bus).Chatted wif Cherry &amp;amp; BT til BT's bus came.Had fun tokin 2 Cherry.She is v.easy 2 tok 2-jus lyk No.4.Wonderful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-8930042852040889817?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/8930042852040889817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=8930042852040889817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8930042852040889817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8930042852040889817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-april.html' title='1 April'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-7104572920792576076</id><published>2009-03-31T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:11:59.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Mar</title><content type='html'>Im v.v. tired.Iv been doin hmk all dae long.W/o much success @ accomplishin any of e trashy E Maths qn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so damn tired tt wen evr i close mie eyes,it feels uncomfy.Insufficient moisture in e eyes i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im unsure y bt i took e early bus 2 sch.Damn.Way too early-accordin 2 mi.Once thr,i chatted 4 5mins wif cherry-aka-pig then read a bk.I went 2 find e clingy member of mine.She was nt @ her usual pl.Tis is gtin tiring.How long does she wan mi 2 hold on2 her Entrepreneur Round 1 accomplishment cert?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 classrm 2dae.Read &amp;amp; take temp.Blur queen's turn 2 cook.God...she didnt do her tym plan.I took mie tym.Its nt mi hu's cookin anyway.Anyway,wif her cookin &amp;amp; mi washin im pretty happy.No cookin stress!Apparently,BQ's culinary skills r gd.V.gd compared 2 mi.Im kinda annoyed @ tt tot...&amp;amp; mayb a bit surprised-as r veri1 else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt slp durin Geog.Kinda surprisin.As e blockhead bhind mi said:Tym flies wen u'r havin fun.Yea rite...wen is learnin a new Chpt 'fun'???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess went 2 libr.No MTL students were there &amp;amp; creatin noise pollution.E libr Cher l8r chased them out,screamin.I oso left after tt,nt w/o chattin a lil wif her 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slpt durin last prt of SS.Kodi wake mi up.Her nails r v. sharp.Bt i stil felt slpy.Bamboo is fast asleep &amp;amp; i find it unfair tt Kodi didnt wake HIM up.Anyway,Old Virgin went 2 tok 2 him l8r.I dun thk its scoldin.Even thou she luks fearsome she's a just person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem did balancin equations.Argh...tis things again.I dislyk dem.Dey were e cause of mie mark loss durin CAs last yr.Read after finishin e last of e probs.CIGM(Mayb?)checked mie work while i asked if i cud read.Yep,i can read.Im jus afraid tt e bk will b confiscated,lyk wat happened last yr by e center-parting cher.Im nt takin any mre chances!&lt;br /&gt;Wen we came 2 anthr part of e qn(or Part 2 as he call it),i asked Bamboo wat e 4mula of Hydrochloric acid is.He asked e cher.E Convo:(i prefer 2 rite down convo coz its mre efficient)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B:Wat is hydrochloric acid?(in real life,its in singlish bt im nt ritin tt down)&lt;br /&gt;C:Hydrochloric acid is hydrochloric acid&lt;br /&gt;B:No,i mean...&lt;br /&gt;Me:*mouthin words*formula of hydrochloric acid&lt;br /&gt;C:Tt's 4 u 2 answer.&lt;br /&gt;Me:*thkin*R'nt we e 1s 2 ask?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,he did gave us e 4mula of hydrochloric acid-HCl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch:went wif Lyn &amp;amp; ate bread.80c.Rubbish price...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT:2 nd 2 reach.Is ok 2dae...Gt candy.Jus so we wunt fall asleep nt coz its out of her gdwill.Bt im still glad.Thx u RPC!*Hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt hme,shower,took tym doin hmk,Tt's e reason i cudnt finish up E maths hmk.Haiz...too difficult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-7104572920792576076?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/7104572920792576076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=7104572920792576076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/7104572920792576076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/7104572920792576076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/03/31-mar.html' title='31 Mar'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-6440655020846977881</id><published>2009-03-30T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:00:12.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Mar</title><content type='html'>Woke up inmorn with e feelin of dread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morn went 2 hall early coz of somthg.Bt dcided 2 jus skip it again.Im gettin v.gd @ skipping!Or so i happily tot @ 1st...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was caught by RPC.So much 4 skippin,i sighed as i tot abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on stage took e damn certs &amp;amp; leave.Took a damn lonnng way 2 mie seatin pl.On e way,asked RPC if i nided e TB.She said yes-i m so nt gonna bliv her nxt tym...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt 2 EL class.PCK WS.Hoho!Xcept tt e pc of paper is full of mistakes-nt mie answers bt e qns.Meanin:Many typo.4 instance, Phua Chu Kang-&gt;Phu  Chu Kang.LOLs.Furthermre,she cudnt do e 'movie'.Wat a disappointment.Btw,wen is tt woman gonna collect mie 'name card'???Its a big bother.Still stashed in mie pencil box...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA was anthr bother.Cudnt spot any 'familiar' faces so had 2 ask e quiet guy sittin near e windows.'G.' as crabby call it.Im sincerely Sry(wif a capital S) if u dun lyk tis nick 'crabby'.I kinda thk e RPC is dislykin mi.So much 4 being apple in her eye.Wateva-im gonna use e xcuse tt im a teen,&amp;amp; tt teens do rebel,resultin in dislike frm adults.Didnt use POA TB.WTF!It was goddamn heavy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS came in l8 &amp;amp; did a dumb pop quiz.So much 4 pop quiz.We're gonna b tested abt those tmr.Does e cher even noe wat a 'pop quiz' even is?Som of u mite b relieved bt im nt.I jus wanna gt it ovr &amp;amp; done wif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess went 2 return e cowardly lion's-mie mistake, cowardly jerk's/jester's/joker's bk.Wonderful Js'.I suppose e bamboo stick bside him was tokin abt(som business we hav in e past-u DO NOT wanna find out)...*Shivers*&amp;amp; i tot grls do tt,nt guys.Bt then guys hu ACBC(s'porean slang)&amp;amp; hang out wif a gossipy bunch of grls will surely b influenced 2 act,if nt a lil,lyk a females.Im nt implyin dey're gay or anythg.Jus tt dose bunch of ppl r easily influential.No offence 2 any1 readin mie hate-filled blog.In fact,jus dun read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,steerin e convo AWAY frm v. easily influenced guys,i went 2 eat &amp;amp; read in som1 else's classrm.Wonderful...i might as well nt bother leavin e condamned classrm.Anyway,tis ok so im nt holdin any grudge against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wats e lesson after recess?Erm...o rite,maths;E maths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hav absolutely no idea wat she's teachin.As i said b4,i can kiss my distinction gdbye.Wait.Tt's 4 POA isnt it?O well,if i fail both maths,i can kiss JC or even poly sayonara.God...i realli nid 2 go 2 Trinity tis wk.Im missin way too many 'sessions',no wonder i feel so hopeless &amp;amp; dispirited.*Sigh*Guess im goin alone unless SOM PPL can take e tym off 2 actually hang out wif mi.*Hmph*U ppl noe hu u r.Im nt threatenin u,im jus givin advice.Gd advice even.Heed it or turn a blind ear(or wateva e dumb idiom is)2wards it.Im nt gonna bother anymre.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;WAT E FUCK IS GOIN ON 2 MIE 'FRENS'.SO U PPL R BUSY,AT LEAST SPARE A TOT 4 A TROUBLED SOUL.DAMN DAMN DAMN.IM NT GONNA CARE ANYMRE.FRM NOW ON,IM GOIN SOLO.I DUN NID 2 HANG OUT WIF A GRP OF PPL &amp;amp; NEGLECT MIE 1ST REAL FRENS!IN FACT,E DEAL IS OFF.IM NT HELPIN U WIF ANY OF YR HMK ANYMRE.IM DEALIN MINE INDEPENDENTLY/GD LUCK;IF I EVEN BOTHER 2 CARE.&lt;-Emotional state/mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Geog was a sleep fest after e idiot-proof test and goin thru of CA trash topics.Im nt interested.Im too tired.Ms Duck deserve a hug frm mi.4 nt wakin mi up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang out wif othr ppl during lunch.I cant stand being around &amp;amp; nt havin a norm convo.Im so tired of dealin wif all tis&lt;-emotional state during post mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT was @ AV Threatrette.Aircon sucks.Its nt even coolin.Did O lvl Paper 1-practice,nt e real paper.Anyway,mie idea was too...(cant find word 2 describe it).Mie 1st idea was shorter,e 2nd was 'long'.Therefore,ladies &amp;amp; gents,tis is e 1st tym our dear goodie-2-shoes hav NOT finished a P1.Shockin.I noe.I even shocked moi-self.I feel so disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;If e M&amp;amp;D cher of mine hav noticed,she'll realised i used e 'party'plot again.'党' プロットが大好きです。I translated tis frm EL 2 Mandarin.It says(if im correct):I love the 'party' plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt hme by myself.Pathetic.I noe.Bt i dun care.I jus wanna gt hme &amp;amp; shower.&amp;amp; slp.&amp;amp; read.&amp;amp; wateva.I looked @ e foto album wen i went 2 China;Beijing 2 yrs ago.I missed tt pl.E tranquility.E peace.Unlyk s'pore chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.wateva.tis blog is written coz i feel obliged 2 do itEven worse,i had 2 do it wen im nt havin 'inner-peace'.Im in an emotional state 2dae.If it affects tmr,well,gambatte me!*Frail cheerin*Bye readers.Pray tt u will nv hear mi wen im in an emotional state(coz all i sprout r un-nice words).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-6440655020846977881?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/6440655020846977881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=6440655020846977881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6440655020846977881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6440655020846977881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/03/30-mar.html' title='30 Mar'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-4203260479551064796</id><published>2009-03-28T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T01:58:12.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 Mar</title><content type='html'>Im sufferin.It feels horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was unable 2 slp yesterdae due 2 mie stomach.It was attackin mi ever since i came hme frm Libr CCA yesterdae afternn.I had considered askin mie mum bt tot better of it.If i were 2 ask,she'll b lecturin mi.Tis habit of hers is al too familiar 2 mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum cooked vege rich in iron.I didnt eat.No appetite &amp;amp; i kinda...4gt...abt dinner coz i was readin a bk.I regretted nt eatin e vege.If i had,e pain wud nt b so xcruciating.So in e end,i had 2 lie down on mie bed,endurin e pain,till i fall in2 a half-sleep/half-awake mode.Un4tun8ly,i was mre conscious than awake @ around 6-7am &amp;amp; so,i felt e pain mre 'clearly'.I had 2 lie on mie bed,biting mie finger(e pain on mie finger distracts e pain of mie stomach)til i fall asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis tym,i wake up @ 11.30-mie mum was screamin @ somthg or som1 again.Y cant she stop tt?!Its tres annoyin!I went 2 bathe then was on9 e whole tym.I wasnt reading any bk.Surprised?Anyway,e pain stil stayed-even thou i was sitting down &amp;amp; relaxin e lower parts of mie bod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went 4 ballet wif e pain in mie stomach.We did rises on our pointe shoes.It was nt as tirin or difficult as b4.*Phew*After e point xcercise,we did center wrk.E instructor is startin 2 make our steps mre graceful.Hmm...nxt lesson's gonna b b-a-d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showered once i reached hme.Dad hadnt come hme yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad came hme a while l8r while i was on9 &amp;amp; drinking mie organic soya milk.After gulpin down e remainin milk,i tolg mie parents tt i wanna go.Tey patiently waited while i dressed.Actually,tey didnt wait,tey were tryin 2 pursuade(mre lyk force e brats)2 go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On e car ride there,bro was mre open whereas sis was gloomy al e way.Annoyin.Nthg much 2 do there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 mie hse's hawker centre 2 eat dinner(yes,i noe tt's l8 bt mie family eats meals l8)I wanted dry beehoon noodles.Hah!Take tt mei old man!Hu said im nt darin 2 try out new tastes!After eatin was playin e PS2.Then changed last,after evri1 coz i was playin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...so tired.Im sure both parents wud b screamin in e morn tmr...argh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-4203260479551064796?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/4203260479551064796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=4203260479551064796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4203260479551064796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4203260479551064796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/03/28-mar.html' title='28 Mar'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-1230504002736847895</id><published>2009-03-27T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:01:53.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 Mar</title><content type='html'>LTNC(Long tym no c). dear readers of mie trashy blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bgan mie descent 2 e usual morn meetin pl.Jel is 'hind mi bt walked past mi.He tediously avoided lookin @ mi.Wat a jerk.A coward seems 2 dscribe him jus fine.I jus cnt figure out y i lyked him a few yrs ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading &amp;amp; sneezin e whole tym durin morn reminders.E ppl sittin 2 e front &amp;amp; back of mi, sry.Its jus a damn illness i hav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA was 1st period.Was readin whilst waitin 4 e Rolly-Polly cher(from nw onwards,aka RPC).I thk im gtin 2 noe RPC better.By gettin 2 noe her better-she gts cranky on fridays.I hav absolutely no idea y.She seems grumpy on e last day of sch/week dae...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i rmb-ed tt i had a test bt didnt rmb 2 bri a calculator!So I ran down wif Nat 2 gt calculator.Wanted 2 borrow frm Sam bt she was...delayed...so I borrowed frm Ange.E test suck.Im so gonna fail.I can kiss my distinction in POA gdbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME was horrible.Now tt i thk abt it, it is worse. And i sud use a better adjective 2 describe it...&lt;br /&gt;We(the whole class)had 2 cari our bags ovr our heads.All coz of 10 teeny tiny pcs of litter somwhr near Pudding's desk.Argh.I cudnt wait 2 gt 2 a different class than him.W/t me being demoted.E can-b-angel-or-devil cher of mine taught us e realistic check.Meaning: luk around u.1/3 of ppl will most lykly b demoted.Im safe-hopefully til i had finished mie 'O' lvls nxt yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTL was all copyin.Nthg interestin 2 say 'cept tt i resisted e urge 2 read bt pay attention.Payin attention doesnt help.I dun understand a word e down-2-earth cher was utterin!Im nt proud of tis.It jus means I hav 2 buck up.I jus rmb-ed tt im all alone in CL-mie mum cant help, mie fren is quite unreliable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess: Borrowed paper frm Donut 2 copy.Returned a few mins b4 recess coz i met her on e way 2 mie class.Cupid &amp;amp; fren went 2 e 5th floor.I doubt they hav enuf courage 2 jump.I thk tey r quite reasonable &amp;amp; will use their brain.In othr words,I trust tt tey wont harm themselves in any way(tis is rare.I hardly pl complete trust on othrs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sci was boring(mayb coz of e humid weather &amp;amp; tym)bt e cher managed 2 kip us awake durin his lesson.Was caught reading by cher(he added an 'again' under his breathe-hmm...surprised tt he did notice &amp;amp; was jus closing 1 eye.I nid 2 b careful nxt tym)Chatted wif mi while checkin mie work.Here's e convo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cher-in-godfather-mode: I noticed tt u r a language person&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Nods*&lt;br /&gt;CIGM: U seem lyk an E1 standard&lt;br /&gt;Me: No lah(cudnt resist singlish wen tokin 2 cher.No idea y.Anyway,mie tots:U r kidding mi.Hav u seen mie Maths,physics &amp;amp; MTL results?!)&lt;br /&gt;CIGM: Whh subject did u fail?A Maths?&lt;br /&gt;Me: E Maths.I dun take A maths.(Coz of careless mistakes.Damn)&lt;br /&gt;CIGM: Practice.Select 5 qns then blah blah blah(cudnt bear 2 hear mre so shut off mie ears)&lt;br /&gt;Me: I hav tried it but...*interrupted*(I hav nv bothered or tried truthfully)&lt;br /&gt;CIGM: Can pass 1.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Nods*(Easy 4 u 2 say)&lt;br /&gt;CIGM: If u r stuck @ a qn or hav problems, u can ask yr Maths cher or me.I hav a degree in Maths blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok.(Mie cher is promotin his popularity.Or mayb he's doin tt out of guilt 4 punishin e innocent i.e. me.Did he even noe how difficult it is 4 mi 2 dig outta mie burrow &amp;amp; gain courage 2 ask?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: No lunch went up 2 libr.Met Wins bt she rushed of.Damnit.I was gonna ask her e reason y she cnt cum 4 Libr CCA 2dae-Im responsible 4 it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read till unable-2-control-a-class cher came &amp;amp; called me &amp;amp; Jess.1st 2 b seated.3/4 way thru her briefin, i slinked ovr 2 Wins 2 brief her due 2 her l8 arrival(oso e cher immediately said tis:'*mie name*!Tell her wat we r gonna b doin.')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I briefed her &amp;amp; then went ovr 2 borrow a bk.Saw No.4-tortoise lady is in e hse!Un4tun8ly, we were called 2 go in2 our grps &amp;amp; start work.Wins's fren called her frm outside e libr's glass door.She told mi she's goin out 4 20mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did e review then presented.Nt me thxfully.Bt i did spot Ms Bikini.She's idling abt.Wat an I/C cher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After libr bk review prez,played games by e Indo's grp.indian-wats-her-name is v.bossy.Anyway e game was v.fun.Somthg lyk chain msgs.1 person passed e title of e bk 2 e othr till e last, whom will say out e title.Hoho.1st 3 were horrendously hilarious.I then gt 2 b changed 2 e 1st person bt cudnt hear e final passed msg...Bt it was stil fun nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Released 4.30+pm.Saw Cherry &amp;amp; 'e mad cow'(as cherry calls it)LOL it was crazy @ e bustop-esp wif e comedy act by both crazed grrls.No offense, jrs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-1230504002736847895?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/1230504002736847895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=1230504002736847895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1230504002736847895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1230504002736847895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/03/27-mar.html' title='27 Mar'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-1747930215693538546</id><published>2009-03-17T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T18:39:39.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 Mar</title><content type='html'>Woke up @ 7am, went 2 shower bt som1 was alreadi in there. I waited 4 tt person by callin 'essa 2 tell her tt i dun wan 2 go out shoppin-coz i hav lots of hmk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt 2 sch, met V &amp;amp; Jace. Toked abt nthg in particular til Nat came. She signed on e Chior paper &amp;amp; went in, came bk l8r wif e Maths Xtra lesson paper. Came 2 class &amp;amp; did e work.'essa came a while l8r(too early!), i was panickin 2 finish e work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submited mie PE file(incomplete), &amp;amp; went 2 'essa's hme 2 change. Met No.5 &amp;amp; her pals @ e busstop. After changin, we went 2 AMKH 2 buy tickets 2 'Push'.Brought food &amp;amp; played some games b4 goin 2 e cinema. 'Push' is a paranormal, espionage movie. Containin violent parts...no wonder e NC13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there were v. little ppl in e cinema watchin tt show so we lie down on separate 'couple' chairs. So we were lyin down while watchin e show. &amp;amp; eatin.Wen its finished(2hrs l8r), we realised tt mite b ppl watchin us.Now tt i thk abt it, it seems doubtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt 2 'essa's hme, did hme, played on her com. Then left. Mum called-2 nag of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met 8th floor auntie downstairs. She toked wif mi.Seems she noes mie mum.And dey frequently chat...I had nv noticed tt so asked  mum.Mum tot i was changin e subject. Im nt, im jus curious.Mie mum seems e anti-social type...Tt's y u cant blame mi 4 'changin e subject'(as she c's it)/'curious'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-1747930215693538546?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/1747930215693538546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=1747930215693538546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1747930215693538546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1747930215693538546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/03/17-mar.html' title='17 Mar'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-2809453011712176980</id><published>2009-03-15T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:56:18.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 Mar</title><content type='html'>Again, i wanna apologise 2 e readers tt i hadnt updated mie blog. I wont b doin tt anymre. By 'tt', i mean apologisin, nt bloggin. Anyway, on 2 2dae's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in e morn-nt yet 8/9am by mum, dad &amp;amp; sibs noise. Argh...I swear tt there's noise pollution in mie hse. Dad was noisy coz he was lecturin mie bro?(Unconsciously heard), Mum was makin noise &amp;amp; makin mi up 2 ask abt e CIP. I did told her it was @ 4.30. Normally ppl wud thk 4.30&lt;em&gt;PM&lt;/em&gt; bt o no, nt mie mum. She jus had 2 wake mi up. Since i cudnt slp anymre, I went on9-on e main com. Family had gone 2 e IT show @ Suntec then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, called No.3 4 YS's no. Gt e no., hang up &amp;amp; called YS. Sms-ed mi e tym &amp;amp; destination. I then called No.3(again, i noe) &amp;amp; 'essa. E latter went wif mi 4 CIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, took bus 2 AMK, ate, took MRT, alight @ Suntec. BIG Mistake. Crowded human jam.We kinda gt 'lost' bt wonder'essa led us out 2 e MRT. Pushin. Some ppl were complainin, othrs were advisin us. E old geezer whom giv us advise is stupid. Tt's rite, downrite STOOPID. His wife's forehead has a sigh wif 'Im wif STUPID'; arrow pointin 2 her husband. E reason I said he's stupid was coz he 'talk bad'(as u ppl call it)abt Sporeans. O pls, he himself is a Sporean. Reason 2 was coz we r rushin, those IDIOTS r jus gtin hme. As I was sayin, 'some ppl r complainin'.Im sure quite a lot of ppl is complainin(in their hearts)bt tt black dog is barkin out protests. Reason 1 tt i hate tt bitch is coz she complain in singlish. reason 2 was she's goin hme while othrs hav far mre impt use 4 e MRT. We shoved othr ppl coz e othrs werent even MOVING?!Way 2 move MORONS! In fact, 4 recedin hairline old fart, i'd rather b squashed than late. So pushin is no problem. 4 e old hag, i feel sry 4 her family.Evri1 in her family is such a poor thg...2 hav a naggin rant evriwhere dey go.In fact, b4 we even pushed, she was complainin. And i tot i was e oli 1 hu complains tt much. Apparently nt as tt dog is even worse then 5+ppl combined. Bless u, complainin hag's family.I'll cheer e family on 2 gt rid of her fast-by ltin her b dead.Bt then, if she's dead, her ghost will still complain...Too bad, whining rant's family.Gd luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we gt 2 TP MRT jus on tym, unlyk YS &amp;amp; e othrs.A briefin, then debriefin, then e sheeps were sheparded in. Fun. 'essa &amp;amp; family:drove mi hme afterwards, acompanied, ncouraged &amp;amp; is patient wif mi. I wud lyk 2 giv dem an XTRA LARGE HUG &amp;amp; MANY THXS. ESP 'ESSA. THX U!!!!!!E feelin after a CIP is finished: leavin u 2 feel 'high'.Wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-2809453011712176980?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/2809453011712176980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=2809453011712176980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2809453011712176980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2809453011712176980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/03/15-mar.html' title='15 Mar'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-5750957257471531692</id><published>2009-03-12T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:44:45.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Mar</title><content type='html'>Went 2 sch 2 sleep.Wen 2 assemble 4 morn announcements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phys: Boring. Went thru practical. Failed. By 1 m. Sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;'E' Maths: Did qns so didnt slp 4 whole period. In fact, was concentrating on checkin, peer markin &amp;amp; doin work. If evri lesson were lyk tis...&lt;br /&gt;EL: Worked in grps. Wrote 6 thgs Mary had done 4 Pat. Received 6+ replies(thgs Pat hate abt Mary). Ouch. Wrote an apology letter. V.v. long. Courtesy of mi &amp;amp; Marge. E apology letter starts wif: Dear Pat...bt e reader edited tt part. *Hmph* Wat an un-fun person.&lt;br /&gt;Recess: Ate bread then went 2 usual pl.&lt;br /&gt;MTL: Was v. fun coz cher in gd mood &amp;amp; our class's mouths were very 'high' 2dae. Test. I failed(no nid 4 a clairvoyant 2 predict tt)&lt;br /&gt;POA: Came in &amp;amp; asked cher abt hol hmk. Was slpy so rested 4 a while then finished Chpt 5 WS. All tt's left is hol hmk.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Ate wif 'essa. Wat i ate: Fried rice, potato, chicken nugget, curry. Tt's all, nt a v. balanced meal.&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;amp;N ACT: Chatted &amp;amp; joked wif various ppl so tym went by rather quickly. Yu &amp;amp; Chare reminded mi abt goin up 2 e classrm 4 EL. Tt's wat i did.&lt;br /&gt;Classrm: Was told 2 distribute papers, then told 2 return them as cher will go thru tmr @ 12.30 in e classrm. *Sigh* So much 4 goin hm early.&lt;br /&gt;Entrepreneur training: &lt;em&gt;Som ppl&lt;/em&gt; called mi wen im in e class. Lucky no sch chers were around or i wud hav killed her. Was quite ok. Bt by 5.30 we werent released yet &amp;amp; mie patience was running low. Thus was in bad mood wen asked 2 present. I edited many parts by NOT sayin it out. 2 save mie tym &amp;amp; evri1's question. As well as their xpectations of mi/mie grp. I wanna lose. So i wont hav 2 attend it. &amp;amp; b stressed by &lt;strong&gt;tis &lt;/strong&gt;xtra workload. Ppl, start cursing me 2 lose. No hard feelings, jus many appreciative heartfelt thxs. Btw, e &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;goondos rubbish ppl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; littered @ mie area. I hate them. In fact, 4 revenge, i dumped bk e trash in their bags. &amp;amp; bside e bags. 1 of them stared @ mi wen they found out. I glared bk @ him. Tt grp of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moronic idiots&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sud lose. If i were 2 c them again, mie covered-wif-fever-snots-and-saliva will go rite in2 their mouths. E idiots r jus courtin trouble. Esp wen im in a period where im stressed out &amp;amp; hav a red-hot temper. Younger than mi &amp;amp; wishin 2 b cursed. Wat dumbos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mie final business plan: Organic food stand+food counselling services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met HW, P, HL &amp;amp; som othr ppl @ e busstop. Didnt noticed wen mie bus came so wen i did saw it mie reaction was: *Soft bt audible shriek*My bus!(In mandarin).P &amp;amp; HW were shocked. I saw HW's xpression wen i gave e shriek, &amp;amp; heard P's 'omg' wen i gt boarded mie bus. Sry. Jus natural reaction. Wudnt u if u were in mie pl? I discussed tis wif J'lyn b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hme: Showered, went 2 e libr. Quite a rush 4 mi 2 gt e bks i wanna read. Used mum's NRIC card coz our libr card was in anthr bag(tis wudnt hav happened if nt 4 evri1 wantin 2 go 2 e libr instead of mi mieself oli) Dad came l8r 2 borrow a fengshui bk. Sis borrowed her bk along wif it. Went 2 eat. Wasted food bt @ least i was able 2 swallow som food-throat sores. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminder Alert: Hol hmk&lt;br /&gt;- Phys Elearn litespeed&lt;br /&gt;- SS "&lt;br /&gt;- POA WS&lt;br /&gt;- MTL 'O' lvl assessment bk&lt;br /&gt;- F&amp;amp;N development, time plan, ingredients &amp;amp; equipment list&lt;br /&gt;Tt's all i rmb...there's mre. Tt's a no-brainer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-5750957257471531692?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/5750957257471531692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=5750957257471531692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/5750957257471531692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/5750957257471531692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/03/12-mar.html' title='12 Mar'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-7885510838459885293</id><published>2009-03-11T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T20:25:44.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Mar</title><content type='html'>Long tym no c mie dear viewers/readers or wateva-u-preferred 2 b called.I was completely focused on mie hmk tt i completely 4gt abt e com.Even thou it is sittin right bside mie bed!Im nt xaggeratin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots(or mayb nt)of thgs hav occurred within e tym i didnt blog.&amp;amp; im nt interested 2 write abt them either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up &amp;amp; went 2 sch by myself as No.2 &amp;amp; 3 werent there wen i alighted.No.3 came l8r.Wen 2 sit 4 assembly early.Coz mie class is...too quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept durin SS.So was picked on by e old virgin.PE:was feelin unwell so told e cher i nt feelin well.Xcused mi.So Sher &amp;amp; mi marked e PE papers.I gt 16.Gd 4 som1 hu's PE is v. horrible.EL was took over by Ms Ow.Her lesson was downright dead-boring.I slept.Coz i cant help closin mie eyes.B4 EL was dismissed 4 recess, e cher told us tt she wans 2 collect a few other ppl &amp;amp; mie file.Y mi?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess: changed then ate wanton(fav), then went 2 e meetin pl.Anthr depressin pl.Its gtin kinda old now.Maths: went 2 com lab.Luv u cher.Bt y is e chin there?It makes it hard 2 slp un-noticed.Dun u ppl feel mre slpy wen its comfy,aircon &amp;amp; a nv-endin drone?I find it appealin bt no-can-do.I hav a reputation  2 protect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTL: didnt fall asleep.Bt almos.Received tons of hmk.Wonderful-NOT.Lunch: Did filin, hmk, went toilet, chattin, borrowin.Didnt eat,No appetite since i had eaten durin recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phys: Cant resist slpin bt hos voice pierce 'fear' in2 mi.Coz tt voice is so lyk mie dad's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went hme wif No.2.Bt b4 tt, returned K's file &amp;amp; bks(o yea, i cant bliv No.2 4gt abt e bk borrowin.)Then went hme straight away.Chatted wif her while goin 2 e busstop.Saw MsG &amp;amp; mie former food client.Took bus 80.Cont.jokin wif No.2 tt perhaps they goin shoppin?I noe its nt funny 2 jus hav it typed out bt im nt gonna recall e memory jus 4 u.I dun hav 2 wonderful memory 2 spend on ridiculous(bt fun!)chats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt hme, read, showered &amp;amp; did hmk til 8+pm.Wow.A full 2 hrs 4 hmk.Without mi finishin MTL yet.Y MTL...Hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-7885510838459885293?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/7885510838459885293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=7885510838459885293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/7885510838459885293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/7885510838459885293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/03/11-mar.html' title='11 Mar'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-205745828897540054</id><published>2009-03-05T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:11:56.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Mar</title><content type='html'>Whined 2 mum tt im nt feelin well so didnt wanna go hme. Bt mum jus instructed mi 2 take mie medicine. I didnt take it. Left 4 sch a few while l8r. In a horrible mood. 4 instance, throwin mie bks &amp;amp; files on e bus's seats then glarin @ any1 hu happened 2 stare @ mi. 1 idiot did. I stared @ her, telepathically commumicatin vulgar words 2 tt feeble rubbish mind of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After e bus ride, i was feelin much better. Dumped mie bag @ e old meetin pl. Wen i found out tt mie gan-jie had called mi, I went ovr 2 her pl. No.3 was there. Surprisingly...since she was always late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat in front of C.Borrowed mie hmk(2 copy) then chatted. FT came 2 remind us 2 read. I didnt bri any bk. Bt luckily e day's naggy emcee came 2...well,nag.Saved by a nag.Shocking~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept in class(b4 cher came in of course)bt various ppl keep disturbin mi. Our class chairman 4 1. A classmate 4 anthr-jus 2 borrow mie hmk... Anothr classmate 4 mie othr hmk as well. Cant they jus leave mi 2 sleep in peace?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phys was so boring(lyk evri lesson is)tt i almos fell asleep. E Maths: jus wen thru paper.Failed.Badly.Tt's e 2nd crappy event tt God has thrown in mie face(e 1st being mie bad morn). EL: Ms Ow took over.(im beginning 2 wonder y EL chers hav such strange surnames. For e.g. mie Pri 4 EL cher's name is Mrs Aw-lol, mie assistant EL cher 4 Sec 3 is a Ms 'Ow'.LOLs) Was ok i suppose. Xcept tt wen EL lesson is ovr, i found out e dumb qns of hers was frm there &amp;amp; i was partially listenin. 3rd bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess: Moved mie bag 2 e nxt class.Jas as well so 'essa asked us tt. Went 2 canteen 2 buy our food then moved ovr 2 our meetin pl. On mie way there, rmb-ed tt i had 4gten 2 bri his calculator dwn...I was hopin he might 4gt.Bt apprantly nt.iTt's e 1st qn he asked mi wen he saw mi.God.Y does he hav 2 hav such a gd memory.Went 2 mie MTL class 2 pass e calculator bk 2 him bt HJ saw it!!!Wif a evil(!!)gleam in his eyes, &amp;amp; a smirk on her face(!!!). I was so...tt i laughed.OMG. I did wrong 2 confide(made thgs clear actually) 2 No.2.She jus dragged mi 2 HJ where tt 'evil' grl gave an incredible(bt untrue) summary of wat jus occurred. Was given a v.scary 'scare' by Phyl.Didnt noe she was soo...forceful.Bt it was a joke so i let it b.Went inside 2 ask Mandy abt POA.Luckily, wasnt caught wen e cher asked hu went out 2 e corridor.I didnt.Coz i was askin Mandy wen they were outside so it wasnt mie fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTL gt bk paper.Cried.In class no less.I m so stupid.4th, 5th horrible event. Argh...damn No.3.Her consistent cryin is influencing mi. She is so gonna gt it frm mi. Was oso upset by a fren's bhavior.&amp;amp; felt lyk cryin again bt didnt instead walked 2 POA classrm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went toilet 2 wash up mieself.Went bk class 2 gt somthg then went 2 loo again.In class, received bk POA paper.30/40m.Wat a score.Total failure.@ least mie ovrall 4 T1 is 83%.Gd 4 mi...Bt still cried wen cher jus hav 2 remind mi abt mie failure in MTL &amp;amp; E Maths paper. Hoped tt e bastards sittin @ e bk didnt notice or i'll kill them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt down 2 2nd floor after hell &amp;amp; met 'essa.Gt bk mie bk.Went wif 'essa 2 lunch.Then went 4 our respective ACTs.Was kinda alrite 2dae. Went up 2 e GZ rm, met 'essa, went 2 in4m e cher there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 libr. E oli 1 there(or @ least frm libr anyway).Gem &amp;amp; HL came l8r.@ 1st i had difficulty communicatin wif them.Wen it came 2 e last, i began 2 communicate &amp;amp; listen 2 them.E reason we cam in last 4 e 1st 2 activities was bcoz there was no teamwork.Durin e last, after i realised tt(yea yea.im slow.), i took e initiative 2 ask 4 opinons.It worked.Gt btr score 4 e last then e 1st 2 activities.Bt was still e last...Mus catch up by nxt session.I cant let e libr club b looked down on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt hme.Showered, packed mie bag, no hmk, went on9. I was workin lyk mad yesterdae bt so free 2dae.weird.I nid 2 better organise mie life.Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-205745828897540054?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/205745828897540054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=205745828897540054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/205745828897540054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/205745828897540054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/03/5-mar.html' title='5 Mar'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-8129559766308166563</id><published>2009-02-27T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:41:31.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 Feb</title><content type='html'>Woke up wif mie head feelin lyk a nerve or wateva dislocated.Argh...i had difficulty gtin up.Gtin up is hell.Mie head feels so painful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt 2 sch.Met @ yesterdae's pl.'essa passed e prez 2 mi,.I was askin help frm No.3.Gt 2 e assembly ground.Almost last.Was listenin durin assembly 2 procrastinate mie last min studyin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA: Studied &amp;amp; did POA work.Able 2 understand.Awarded(whole class)sweets.Xcept MR, S'min Dill &amp;amp; me.We had 2 share as there were nt enuf.&lt;br /&gt;Geog: Able 2 gt on e lesson.Found out tt our principal cares so much 4 us...we hav 2 Geog chers.Wow-NOT.&lt;br /&gt;Phys: Gone thru paper again.Boring.&lt;br /&gt;MTL: Studied grammar errors.Did spellin test.Then hmk.&lt;br /&gt;Recess: Went 2 their usual pl bt cant find them so stayed there alone,studyin.&lt;br /&gt;Chem: Able 2 cont lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Saw 'essa.Went 4 lunch.Revised.&lt;br /&gt;ACT: MTL CA.Struggling wif spellin &amp;amp; sentence making.Then did e fill in part C.Skipped 2 part E(compre-long sentences answer).Kinda surprised tt i had put in so much effort 4 tt part.Hope 2 gt a passin grade 4 tt section.Compre-choices given, jus scan thru eah para &amp;amp; fill in e answer.Im so gonna fail tt part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussed CA wif No.2 then went wif 'essa.Went 4th 2 dump our bags, down 2 2nd floor 2 searh 4 No.3, 4th again 2 take somethg, 2nd 4 toilet.Then 4th.Had 'essa helpped mi til she saw Mr.E, she was askin help abt her maths.Then  did e poster mieself.E movie-Dead poets society.Dismissed early.Kes &amp;amp; no.3 came in jus wen we were done.Went 2nd floor 2 find Choir cher.She wasnt in so too bad.Im dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited in canteen til 5.Wen goin out, HW complimented tt i was 'quite high' 2dae.Tt sud b a compliment as she usually told mi of mie 'low'ness.Bt b4 i can reply, steph jus hav 2 say 'G--'.No.3 &amp;amp; 'essa kept singin e poem: (som1) &amp;amp; (som1) sitting on a tree/ F-*-*-*-i-n-g/blah blah...Im publicly humiliated.@ e sch gate, where ppl r walkin out of sch, loudlyt 4 ppl inside e sch 2 hear.God...Btw,'essa is meetin her god-brother?No.3 &amp;amp; I went 2 buy Ice cream.Its mie turn 2 treat her.Saw Mr RD.He's kinda relaxed outside of sch;unlyk how strict he is in sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt hme,No.3 told mi abt her &amp;amp; hergod-bro.AGAIN.She refused 2 tell mi hu her god-bro is.Nvm.Gt hme, showered in pain(mie head is still hurtin), blog &amp;amp; didnt do hmk yet.Cant bliv tt im startin 2 procrastinate(mie hmk).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-8129559766308166563?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/8129559766308166563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=8129559766308166563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8129559766308166563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8129559766308166563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/02/27-feb.html' title='27 Feb'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-1245665060831369547</id><published>2009-02-26T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:20:37.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Feb</title><content type='html'>Received a fone call frm 'essa bt didnt pick it up on tym.Mie fone gt hang as well...then received an sms frm 'essa abt wat she was gonna tel mi wen she called.Dcidinj if i sud go 2 meet NO.3 4 her hmk or 'essa 2 dump mie bag.Didnt c No.3 @ e benches so wen 2 e pl 'essa told mi.Met No.3 1/2way there.Helpped 'essa do her hmk.Wen up 2 class jus wen Mr S came in.Was revising then readin while takin temp.Found out tt Mr.S was quite an avid reader so was v. glad.Im nt sure y bt it sud n coz of mi being a librarian.He asked if i had read any MTL bks.Nope.Nada.Nil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some tym away frm Mr.L's Phys class as we were chosin e ppl 2 attend 4 e Sports' Carnival.Mr. L didnt mind.Or @ least tt's wat he says.E qn is: whether he reali tot tt way.Mr.L said tt he let his class handle it.Typical cher bhavior, dump it all out on e students.Phys went thru WSs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths: Cher didnt cum so 1st period was filled by a Ms.B.Hu mixed up our WS.Nxt is Mr.P?His xpectations r too strict.He oli wans us 2 NT make any noise.Where does he thk he is?In a sch 4 god's sake!A sch is where ppl make LOTS of noise, if im nt wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL discussed abt e structure, language of a sample police claim/police report?*Haiz* Wen bell rang, saw 'essa waitin @ e door 4 mi.She is e 2nd person 2 hav witness our dear EL cher's 'bhavior'.E 1st being No.2, whom had xperienced it twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess: Was v.'emo'.Sat @ e stairs.Driftin frm 1 position 2 another then leanin on No.3's shoulder.I was feelin sick then &amp;amp; nid support.Went 2 class after goin 2 toilet.Almos bt not l8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTL: Came in &amp;amp; was nt punished.E tym wen Teddybear &amp;amp; e rest came in, she started issueing punishments.Im so lucky~~Ms.L finally asked abt e student's claim-tt Mr.C took 3 periods of PE instead of 2.Lets hope Mr.C will honestly reply tt he was too 'focused' on e game 2 let othrs miss it 4 e sake of a 'stupid' reason 'recess'.MTL went thru e remainin words.Then revised bt e class was too 'lively' so let us take e class test.Argh...gonna fail tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA: Went toilet then hav class.I thk i gt most of wat she's sayin 2dae.S'min oso xplained 2 mi so  im v.v.thankful 2 her.Esp since i was absent &amp;amp; S'min was listenin in class tt dae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Ate wif 'essa &amp;amp; gang.Then went upstairs 2 calm 'essa down-hurt herself &amp;amp; i didnt even notice!Wat a bad fren i m...:(.Then went bk 2 class.Luckily nt l8.I hav a tendercy 2 cum in l8 4 class these daes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT: Geog test was difficult.Haiz...im sososososo dead.God, pls guide mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheered 'essa up a bit b4 goin 2 GZ(CCA).E cher was there bt we werent scolded.Thxfully.After checkin our attendence YS gave us 2 choices: listen in GZ CCA class OR do hmk.We opted 4 e latter.After Choir cher told us e music rm nxt door is vacant, we went ovr there 2 do our work &amp;amp; tok wateva.Jus nt disturb e GZ 'class'.Waited in sch til 5-where e rain lifted up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went hme, showered, did F&amp;amp;N hmk.Havnt revised MTL.Havnt packed bag.Im sososoosososoos DEAD tis tym...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-1245665060831369547?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/1245665060831369547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=1245665060831369547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1245665060831369547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1245665060831369547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/02/26-feb.html' title='26 Feb'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-6646096200057341389</id><published>2009-02-25T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:14:10.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Feb</title><content type='html'>Mr.L noticed tt ppl were sayin he was nagging evri assembly.Im nt sure hu he overheard bt i dun care.I was revisin mie E maths notes.Jus b4 e old man was abt 2 end up his nagging, Ms Lion sauntered over &amp;amp; strictly told us 2 kip our notes &amp;amp; listen.MR didnt care &amp;amp; cont. readin.Im sooo proud of her-im nt sure y.Anyway, tt bitchy Lion was WRONG 2 tell us 2 kip our notes.Coz e old man's jus finished hos lecture.Hmph...wat a bitchy bitch.Or rather, worse than a bitch.Jus a nosyparker tt is ever so proud&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;Im surprised she hasnt fallen.&lt;em&gt;Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS did notesmaking.Continuation of yesterdae.&lt;br /&gt;PE: e cher was in a mean mood.It cant b helpped mie throwing &amp;amp; catchin sucks.I was putting mie all in2 it as well...im doomed a failure @ PE arent i.I thk Puddin saw a performance of how terrible MR &amp;amp; I were.ARgh!Bat-ed once bt i dun thk i sud b proud of jus a meansly score.&lt;br /&gt;EL: E new cher's voice sounds kinda strict.*Hai*Wat kind of rubbish &amp;amp; crappy teachers did e NTU(i thk)raise.Yuck.Im startin 2 hate e Ms Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;Recess:Wif NO.2 bt didnt sit wif her coz cant find her.Went 2 where 'essa is.Kinda peaceful there...&lt;br /&gt;MTL: nt payin attention.No idea y.Still havnt finish hmk.Im dead.&lt;br /&gt;Maths: cher nt in so relief cher took over.Did revising 4 5 mins bt didnt understand, &amp;amp; is prepared 2 fail, took out a bk 2 read.Ha!Im dead.Gdbye Express class~~&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: wif e others.Didnt eat then went up.Mr L alr there so 'essa cant cum in2 mie classrm.&lt;br /&gt;ACT: MIe maths is horrible.Im prepared 2 fail.Or rather,im v. confident tt i will fail.Im nt prepared 4 e consequences.&lt;br /&gt;3-5pm:Went HGM 2 eat &amp;amp; do hmk.Then went hme.&lt;br /&gt;Showered, brainstormed 4 EL hmk.Still nt done wif F&amp;amp;N hmk.So dead.I'll bri e cursed ws 2 sch 2 do during CCA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-6646096200057341389?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/6646096200057341389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=6646096200057341389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6646096200057341389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6646096200057341389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-feb.html' title='25 Feb'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-1808564009572957755</id><published>2009-02-24T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:44:16.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Feb</title><content type='html'>Didnt take a 15 min nap after i gt dressed.I was revising mie SS essay.It was last min.I was too busy yesterdae(due 2 mie pile of hmk)tt i dun hav tym 2 revise SS.So mie conscience insistin on mi studyin instead of restin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morn assembly.'essa sat wif us then went 2 assembly 2gtr.@ least she's nt avoidin her frens.E cher was critising us again.*Haiz*How long is he gonna keep tt up?He's turnin mre in2 mie mum wif evri passin dae.Seriously.Its annoyin.Its jus a matter of tym b4 mie temper will flare up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;amp;N:Listened in class then accidentally fell asleep jus wen i dropped mie head on e table.Im hungry~~And tired~~.I asked permission 2 go 2 e loo.She allowed mi 2.Met e 4Ns.Havin PE.Poor souls(in mie opinion, havin PE is considered goin 2 hell).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:No 1 did as we were told(do correction blahy, blahy, blahS!)so studied new chpt.Wasted a perfect 2 page frm mie notebook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess: No.2 &amp;amp; 3 met mi up.We then went 2 our pl.XM came l8r.Bt we had 2 go a few mins b4 coz No.2's POA TB was confiscated(sch rule).Borrowed frm Ed?I didnt find out.I escaped in2 mie classrm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog: WS.Nthg else.Im seriously thkin whether it is even worthwhile 2 attend Geog(or somtyms SS).Cher was quite lively &amp;amp; didnt smack any1.A trainee cher(Ms N)was there.Ha!So she has her dignity as well!&amp;amp; is quite sane enuf nt 2 show her...comical side 2 othrs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma: Did gone thru some qns.Didnt gt bk our answer sheet.Reason: E cher 4gt 2 bri it up 2 class wif her.Did problem sums 4 maths remainin lessons.Unable 2 concentrate &amp;amp; felt v. lethargic.V.glad wen class is dismissed 4 lunch.Anyway, im v. sure tt im nt gonna gt any C5s 4 maths.I'll b lucky 2 even gt a C6.Trust mi, i wasnt even revisin &amp;amp; not listenin in her class.I nid 'E' maths help.If u noe any 'E' maths tutors,kindly in4m mi.B a samitarian &amp;amp; help a person hu's v. lykly 2 deprove.Pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Ate wif No.2 &amp;amp; 'essa.We had a fun tym.Well u noe e sayin:peaceful daes b4 e storm.In this case e 'peaceful daes' r mie lunch tym wif frens; e storm is e SS CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT: No ACT,jus SS CA.SBQ is...difficult.Im gonna lose marks 4 tt section.4 e essay, i was able 2 complete it quite quickly.Thou im gonna gt 8 or 9 out of 13 marks 4 tt...if i gt 9 out 12 4 e class test 2, its easy 2 noe wats e score im gonna gt 4 mie CA essay.I prob wont gt a B4.Prob C6 as well?Hopefully nt lower than C6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed wif XM til 4-2 do hmk.Went hme afterwards,met HNJ.Missed mie 1st bus.All mie running 4 nthg...*annoyed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt hme,met mum-she went 2 buy Newspaper.No surprises there.Showered.Relaxed.Then went in2 rm 2 read &amp;amp; do hmk.Actually,it was an escape rather than e self-motivation 2 do hmk.Ended up quarrelin wif mum.I HATE hearin her voice.Loud &amp;amp; naggy.Annoyin.It gts worse wen dad's hme &amp;amp; they r discussin financial problems within e family.I seriously thk mie mum's brainwashin mie dad 2 thk HIS family r e antagonist.Anyway, nt e 1st tym i lost mie temper bt mie voice's strained.If i lost mei voice, i'll blame e sch 1st(stress can cause bad side effects), family nxt(frm all e quarrelin wif mie mum &amp;amp; 'get-out's 2 mie insensitive &amp;amp; STUUUUPIIID bro), third's myself.4 neglectin mie health yet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-1808564009572957755?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/1808564009572957755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=1808564009572957755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1808564009572957755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/1808564009572957755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/02/24-feb.html' title='24 Feb'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-8117602046019103794</id><published>2009-02-23T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:43:58.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Feb</title><content type='html'>Mie usual morn routine.Gan-jie nt @ morn meetin pl either so im e 1st.No.2 came l8r &amp;amp; asked mi 2 accompany her 2 e toilet.Met mie gan on e way.Sat wif us 4 a while(she was waitin 4 HNJ).AF was there.HNJ came wen 'essa was jus gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morn assembly.I tot it mite b useful 4 mie F&amp;amp;N so i stopped reading &amp;amp; paid attention.1/2way thru, i gt tired &amp;amp; settled down 2 readin.Mr L was naggin @ us.Nt tt i care.I was readin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA:Didnt bri POA TB bt wasnt punished.Gone thru cashbk.Then left us 2 do our hmk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL: did e remainin summary frm e mock test.Nthg worth mentionin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess: Didnt wait 4 No.2.Im soooo sorry!Anyway,recess was borin.I came up wif No.3 2 pass her prez.Even thou i hav brought mie prez she still complains.Hai...tt gal is hopelessly a complainer-even worse than mi in mie opinion.Then went 2 No.2's class 2 chat &amp;amp; borrow POA WS frm HW.Thx u sooo much 4 lettin mi copy.Hahas.No nid 2 do e qn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem.Did chromatography.Cher said mine hav many colours...does it?I thk e colours r quite faint-as i oli did 1 1/2 drops.Sud b 2/3 bt u noe mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: Announcements, class decor.No SE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Hurried down 2 eat e disgustin noodles.No choice.I was ravenous.Went upstairs met HL,went 2 toilet.No tym 2 refill bottle.Hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT: cher was l8.so took EL CA paper 15 mins l8r.Went hme straight away.Hoping furiously tt it will nt rain.Lucky it didnt.WK &amp;amp; Fi took same bus as mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home: showered, slept til 7/8pm.Dragged mie tym &amp;amp; did mie hmk(incomplete &amp;amp; still is)Gonna pack mie bag, revise 4 tmr's SS CA paper then sleep.How tiring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-8117602046019103794?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/8117602046019103794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=8117602046019103794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8117602046019103794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/8117602046019103794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/02/23-feb.html' title='23 Feb'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-6059304729553542609</id><published>2009-02-20T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T18:58:29.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Feb</title><content type='html'>E bus came earlier than e norm tym, othrwise mie pace was slower than usual.E bus was nearly empty.Lesser ppl hav 2 stop @ their destination so we came 2 mie sch's busstop earlier.1st 2 gt there.Sid &amp;amp; gang was there.'essa came 2 in4m mi &amp;amp; 2 pass a msg bt i didnt coz e bell rang &amp;amp; no 1 was ther.No No.2, no.3 or HNJ.Wat is wrong wif them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA: Did Chpt 4's remaining work-Trial Balance, Profit &amp;amp; Loss Account, Balance Sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog: Reminders &amp;amp; nthg mre.No complete lesson on Chpt 2's Mangrove Forests.Wat a waste of mie tym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phys: Finished up yesterdae's notes whh took up 1 whole hr.Almos fell asleep.Ra donated his un-needed calculator 2 mi.Still unsure whether 2 accept it or return it 2 him(since im nt e 1 hu bought it)Hmk is a piece of shitty WS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTL: Gone thru remaining vocab words.All of them r idioms.Then came e test on e idioms.Quite easy in mie point of view.If all tests were tis easy, i wudnt hav 2 suffer so much.Passed out hmk after test.Anothr letter 2 write.*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess: Asked No.3 &amp;amp; 'essa 2 wait 4 mi.Met No.2 on e way there.Dumped mie bag in mie classrm then No. 2, No.3 &amp;amp; 'essa (&amp;amp; mi)went downstairs 2gtr.No 2 &amp;amp; I bought food.Bcoz chers were all ovr our usual pl, No.3 took us 2 where she somtyms is.She told us 2 move quickly, looked determinedly 2wards her direction. I thk she jus looks shady. Or rather, lyk som1 conductin shady businesses quite a no. of tyms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess,accompanied No.3 up her classrm,went downstairs then she had 2 go.Why?E China gang r all goin up 2 their classrms.No choice.Cya is all i said.&amp;amp; i strolled 2 mie classrm alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem: Finshed up lesson on Chpt 4.Released jus in tym.Went up 2 dump mie bag in e libr(CCA),went down 2 check 4 any pressence of ppl.Went 2 toilet.Went down 2 canteen.Ate a mushroom-cheese bread while goin up 2 e libr.Reachin e 2nd floor,saw MTL cher.Lecturin som1 if im nt wrong.Didnt caught mi.So glad tt i was smiling.Jo asked wat was so hilarious.Told her of mie close ncounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent mie tym in e libr doin hmk till som Sec 5 Indian boys came.Funny ppl.Kinda glad of their company.Libr cher play smacked mie head 4 hangin out wif them-said they were a nuiscance.LOL. Anyway, unable 2 finfih e goddamn hmks so went 2 read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms.D came in 2 ask mi 2 help her take over her counter 4 a while.Tot abt sittin bt didnt want 2 so jus stand(she did ask mi abt it).Chatted.No.4 came over!!!Saw mi emo-in &amp;amp; came 2 chat wif mi.So glad she came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted wif Ms D til Libr starts.Our topic 4 2dae: Reflections frm Tues's Amazing Library Race.Wen we're done,Mdm P.came over &amp;amp; asked us.I was e oli 1 tokin 4 a whole 2 hrs 2 Mdm P.Noi wonder mie throat feels so...raspy.No.3 came in l8r.Told Mdm P. abt her reflections,gd points,bad points...Then asked her 2 help mi find an easy Ch bk 2 read.Xie xie ni!(even thou i havnt read it yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 canteen bought Oreos, outside shared a choco chip in bread &amp;amp; biscult ice cream.Was coughin after finished eatin bt didnt tell No.3 e reason.I didnt wan her 2 feel bad.Took mie bus,chatted,wait 4 her 2nd bus,chatted,went hme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-6059304729553542609?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/6059304729553542609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=6059304729553542609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6059304729553542609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/6059304729553542609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/02/20-feb.html' title='20 Feb'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-2664514856877165948</id><published>2009-02-19T17:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:51:51.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 Feb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mum had 2 wake mi up 2dae.Gt 2 sch 2 find tt No.2 &amp;amp; Sid(her frens as well)were seated there but nt mie gan-jie.Mr L. &amp;amp; Landeng reproved us again.Well,nt realli 'us' bt mre e whole sch.Wat a waste of tym.I used e tym 2 read mie bk instead of hearing their criticism.20+mins &amp;amp; they're still nagging @ us,stating how disappointed they r of us blah blah blah.I was gtin fidgety then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Phys.E cher was yellin @ e ppl hu didnt hand-in their files 4 checkin.I feel sorry 4 them.@ e same tym,indifference.Im v.slpy &amp;amp; was abt 2 fall asleep even thou its oli 8am in e morn.Bcoz of e dear Phys cher's yellin(bside mie table no less),mie ears hurt,i gt irritated...E Phys cher's voice is loud.V.v.similar 2 mie dad's.Boomin even thou they r jus causually chattin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Didnt understand E maths @ all.Tt's rite, im sooo gonna fail mie E maths.Gd bye JC hopes~~(accuse e PE cher, FT 4 discouragin mi.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had a surprise(?)test 2dae.I thk e cher did warn us.Bt i dun rmb @ all.Anyway, e damn passage is on 'Cats'.V. interestin passage bt e qns suck.Recess @ 11am.Thx God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Recess:Saw No.3 &amp;amp; mie gan-jie.Told mi they goin 2 e lavatory.I dumped mei bag in mie MTL class then went downstairs.Tot i'll wait downstairs so wen i saw them, i waved 2 in4m them im downstairs already.Brought a pathetic amt of food &amp;amp; ate it in our usual meetin place. Mr L.caught us.No doubt he's gonna nag abt tis tmr morn during assembly.*Frowns*@ least he didnt punish us...yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MTL: Gone thru anothr chpt's verbs.Was returned chpt 3 test.My score was hilariously ridiculous...Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;POA: Cher went thru e previous lesson(i was absent then).A quick recap.Then went downstairs &amp;amp; saw mie gan-jie.Went 4 lunch 2gtr.Sat wif Jas &amp;amp; Jer.Both had D&amp;amp;T so they went upstairs earlier.Mie gan-jie &amp;amp; I part ways 5 mins b4 our ACTs start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ACT: F&amp;amp;N.Xplain essay qn, teach us essay writing skills.B4 we r released, som ppl asked 4 mie msn &amp;amp; hp no.I dun find a reason nt 2 giv them.State displeasure abt Mr.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wif Nat.Then left 4 GZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CCA: Gt there 1st(amg e Sec 3).Did som practice.Wen i finally gt bored, i went outside 2 e alcove 2 do mie hmk.E Maths hmk*done* MTL hmk*incomplete &amp;amp; unwillin 2 complete it* POA*4gten abt tt til reached hme so hmk unaccomplished* F&amp;amp;N hmk*Even mre unwillin 2 do*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haiz....btr nt procrastinate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-2664514856877165948?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/2664514856877165948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=2664514856877165948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2664514856877165948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/2664514856877165948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/02/19-feb.html' title='19 Feb'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-4102999138402009330</id><published>2009-02-17T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:37:44.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 Feb</title><content type='html'>I cant recall much 2dae.Anyway, there's a 'Amazing Library Race' so I came l8 4 F&amp;amp;N, didnt went 4 Maths ACT. E Libr activity is til 4+pm.How tiring. Furthermre, e chers were disappointed @ us due 2 our 'unresponsible' bhavior. Truth b told, e chers sud b e 1s @ fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Jas. Walked 2 e busstop wif mie Station members. Nt 4gtin Jas.Gt hme, showered, slept til 9pm.Did hmk til 10pm.Went on9 2 try sendin over a file 2 som 1-unsucessfully.Looks lyk i'll hav EXTRA load tmr.How heavy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-4102999138402009330?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/4102999138402009330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=4102999138402009330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4102999138402009330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/4102999138402009330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/02/17-feb.html' title='17 Feb'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4001635544899875018.post-5502152656040858082</id><published>2009-02-13T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T19:35:21.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Feb</title><content type='html'>Friday 13th.Any1 gt in2 any unlucky situations?E oli unlucky situation is yesterday.So tt doesnt count.I had a 'mental breakdown' yesterday.So i thk e victim 4 yesterday is mie mum; nt mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun wan 2 say any of wat happened yesterdae.Dun ask either.Im nt kiddin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt out of bed 15 mins l8r.So cant take a nap.Gt 2 sch.No.2 was there b4 mi.We tot tt we were goin 2 go up 2 class, bt we r actually gonna hav ass in e quadrangle.E naggy Mr L was reprimandin those ppl.I wasnt listenin.I didnt nid 2 listen.I was @ mie meetin pl all e tym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA: Mie paper suffered.It was used as an eg 4 ppl tt gt it wrong.Poor paper.&lt;br /&gt;Geog: 'Field trip'.&lt;br /&gt;Phy: TB &amp;amp; TB Qn done.Nthg interestin.In fact,too boring 2 write mre.&lt;br /&gt;MTL: Doin Phys &amp;amp; goin thru vocab @ e same tym.Im quite sure e cher was starin @ mi-disapprovinly of course.Bt she closed 1 eye.How lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Recess: No.2 &amp;amp; mie gan-jie waited 4 mi.Thx.Ate western.Afterwards,went 2 put in Phys file + hmk in2 his pigeon hole.Then went 2 e lavatory.=&amp;amp; rushed bk 2 class.Cher nt there.How 4tunate.&lt;br /&gt;Chem: Go thru 4 a while on ddistillation.Then did TB exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed bk wif gan-jie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached hme 5+pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently sufferin frm headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4001635544899875018-5502152656040858082?l=a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/feeds/5502152656040858082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4001635544899875018&amp;postID=5502152656040858082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/5502152656040858082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4001635544899875018/posts/default/5502152656040858082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-lying-plain-jane.blogspot.com/2009/02/13-feb.html' title='13 Feb'/><author><name>LaiQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06094418929605351799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWgJkhxUepY/S3-3cGoz-DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/re3vZu7BVQc/S220/bunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
