<?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-5626819596995547577</id><updated>2011-07-31T02:40:19.424+08:00</updated><category term='beginnings'/><category term='shows'/><category term='dramas'/><category term='chij'/><category term='crapps'/><category term='books'/><category term='technicolouredjellyfish'/><category term='magic'/><category term='cheese'/><category term='random'/><category term='cheryl'/><category term='mayo'/><category term='dedication'/><category term='ztdhooohsifs'/><category term='pranks'/><category term='vanessa'/><category term='brandon'/><category term='conversations'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='food'/><category term='driftbud'/><category term='outings'/><category term='concert'/><category term='chicken'/><category term='alethea'/><category term='sadness'/><category term='felicia'/><title type='text'>doobie likes sheep now</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-4411443513727406376</id><published>2011-03-31T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T22:56:55.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just spent last two hours doing 4 long overdue french compos and this year i really wanna study and put in effort and do really really well but i can't put myself to it! i mean if i spend an hour a day for each subject doing the stupid homework and revising wtv the teacher has gone through during the day well then that's like 9 hours gone?! and we only have 24 hours in a day right so then if i spend 9 hours studying and 6 hours in school and then cca is like another 3 hours and say 6 hours of sleep (at night) in between all the other shit i have to do WHERE IS THE REST AND RELAXATION?! OR THE TIME TO HAVE A LIFE?! OR EVEN EAT ACTUALLY :'( :'(  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am vvv sad now:( sad and discouraged. i think this is the first sad post on this blog ever. :'( and then i just tell myself no need to study cos my health is more impt but that's not entirely true in singapore's society is it! they tell us to succeed in life we must excel in school and obviously that's not true cos not all the shit in sch we'll use in life and honestly who needs to memorise fucking formulas with GOOGLE AVAILABLE EVERYWHERE?! OR EVEN A BOOK. when you grow up, why would you ever want to memorise all the stupid formulas? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dad certainly doesn't and i think he's v successful cos he pursued his passion for his career and he doesn't get pissed at his job. he might get pissed at PEOPLE he works with but never at his job. he has achieved almost the perfect equilibrium between $$ and passion i think i mean he's definitely got all his basic needs covered and he has purchasing power right AND he loves what he does. when he works, to him it's fun. for him it is fun to try and derive a formula from all the data he collects and when he finally succeeds he gets vvv excited and tries to share it with me even though i obv won't understand. and he is one of the most "prolific" in his career- his own words. but then not everyone is that lucky right to be able to find a job where $=passion &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and an article i read said smth like "shit learnt in sch is useless in life" but even if we agree with that, we still cannot flunk sch right cos if you do badly all the doors just shut and then what happens? are you stuck? will you go on? do you follow your passion or take a night class so that you'll be academically adequate to hold a job you have no interest in that puts food on your table? will anyone employ you!?!?!?  how would anyone dare to have so many unanswered questions define their future? i really hope that when i grow up i'll be able to answer this question and then tell my kids or any child i come into contact with whether passion &amp;gt; $ or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-4411443513727406376?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/4411443513727406376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=4411443513727406376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4411443513727406376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4411443513727406376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-spent-last-two-hours-doing-4-long.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-486639566344152563</id><published>2011-01-22T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T22:18:24.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What better way to break the post hiatus than with Europe+SWEETSIXTEENAWESOMENESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;europe was vvv fun(: and vvv hot(guys) and vvv cold snow:) got a lot of stuff! i miss italy so much:(:( and france. am v encouraged to start studying v hard so that i can go live in france and visit italy over the weekend:) Eiffel tower was so cool! and i cracked my knee at arc de triomphe. how many ppl can say that?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for my bday! I'M SIXTEEN NOW WITH WONDERFUL FRIENDS:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my birthday, monday, my friends had a "surprise" birthday party that i insisted they hold for me! and i knew about but i kept on pretending like i didn't:) went to KAP (aww RGP days) with chegoh man ro mayo awa bellpoo and phen! and i got blindfolded up the stairs to the second floor of KAP and they made me a cake out of a burger and fries and chicken wing!! it was wonderful! but that wasn't the best part!!!! it was actually a diversion! to make me think that that was it BUT! my real surprise bday party was on wednesday:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on wed wanqihuifen&amp;amp;crapps brought me out for a birthday meal and a movie! gulliver's travels v funny i love marshall! after the movie, val smsed me saying that she's sorry that she couldn't make it and i suspected something was going on! and then before we got to my house, my mom sent me an sms about going to the function room to get the camera my dad left there and I KNEW!! but i pretended not to cos honestly how awkward would it be if there really wasn't anything going on but i insisted i knew about it? so then there they all were in my function room! and i got sixteen presents:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to&lt;br /&gt;1)make a short poem for everyone&lt;br /&gt;2)win the ten cent coin game&lt;br /&gt;3)not die in murderer&lt;br /&gt;4)win the electricity game(??) the one where you squeeze hands to get it to someone&lt;br /&gt;5)tell jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;to  get my presents! which were wonderful:) and we got to eat cake! and we got to have fun! and eat:) and the room was decorated! and i got an awesome card and hat(: it was all vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so now i'm officially sixteen and rockin it! I'm a grown up now:S and i'm also legally allowed to have sex (a lot of ppl see the need to point this out to me but i dunno why:) ) can't wait for all you guys to turn sixteen then we can go watch nc16 movies tgt finally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to amanda cherylg cherylp charmaine christabella christina crystal huifen jaslin kimberly maehanyi roanna stephanie wanqi wanran &amp;amp; everyone who wished me a happy birthday, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;THANK YOU LOVELOVE(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-486639566344152563?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/486639566344152563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=486639566344152563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/486639566344152563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/486639566344152563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-better-way-to-break-post-hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-5207264592249300310</id><published>2010-06-08T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T23:22:03.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol woke up at 2 ytd:( sorry charmu i love you i owe you spinach tortelli!! and the nicest part was she called my house and told my sis to wake me up -heart- and so i made it in time for movie with ningxin!!:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we pigs should start an owing program where we owe each other stand-ups! like now chegoh owes me one standup(cos she overslept for yfc meeting) and i owe charmu a standup(cos i overslept for lunch meeting) and no one can get angry at each other because we are pigs! and EAT AND SLEEP is our motto. and so when we sleep too much, we pigs understand each other. maybe i shouldn't call us pigs. self fufiling prophecy and such but it's true! we're proud to be! not really but we do love food(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a food day(: dad got me up around 12 and we went out to eat: din tai feng, toast box and hagendaz. loved it! haven't gone out with him in vvvvv long like since primary school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my geog fa is screwed. especially my ending. it went something like: in conclusion, economical factors are more important because in the end, environment doesn't pay for the construction of coastal protection schemes- money does. lol wtf right!! just hope she doesn't fail me for it:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways got the first two volunteers for yfc! roanna and amandah LOVE LOVE LOVEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-5207264592249300310?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5207264592249300310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=5207264592249300310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5207264592249300310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5207264592249300310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/06/lol-woke-up-at-2-ytd-sorry-charmu-i.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-7664234269424775808</id><published>2010-06-07T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T02:37:22.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay blog time. iml it's not like i'm going to sleep anytime soon right? tmrw movie with ningxin again!! heart furry vengeance. and omg robinhood last week with nx was fun too!! hahahahah went out for movie after yfc concert discussion with hergroup+mrlim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had youth sports conference 2010 25-27 may v fun!! with christinal charmu and amandah heart well the first two days were okay but the last day vvv fun! made new friends during horseriding and at the end of the day camwhoring with charmu heart then charmu left for... china/hk and well maybe africa eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and on... thursday i had sushi buffet with chegoh at suki sushi(cine) LUUUUUUUURVEEEEEE OMG we had: inari sushi, softshellcrabroll, 2 bowls of fried tofu (in that delicious sauce), egg sushi, 4 plates of mussels with codroe, corn sushi, crab sushi, 5 plates of salmon sashimi, prawn, fried prawn, 4 bowls of the soup with the fire below, tempura loaf, gyoza, cha soba, fried tofu, lol. good times good times(: ARGHHH I AM MISSING THE MUSCLES N CODROE. MY FAVOURITE SHELLFISH EVER IS MUSSEL I WILL EAT THAT HOWEVER IT IS COOKED I MEAN IT!!! :( I WANT SUSHI BUFFET AGAINNNN:( but then i had steamboat buffet with my family just ytd for father's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charmu and i pigging out before i go meet nx tmrw:( do you see how my sad life revolves around food:( oh and i'd like to point out the past 3 trainings i've been late NOT COS I WANT TO BE but cos i overslept:( i think the earliest i've been to training is... one hour late? yes. so now my life revolves around sleep+food. and the sad thing is i cannot say anything against that:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met ken the other day with chegoh. lol his place v cool! with this v cool laser printer!!! ahgong ahma looked a bit poor quality but i guess once under a plastic sheet it'll look okay but other than that the badges look v cool! V COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YFC!!! youth for causes!! please help:( if any passer by passes by and reads this EMAIL: SHELL4YFC@HOTMAIL.COM to sign up for street sales! WE WILL GIVE YOU CIP HOURS! you just go around singapore (anywhere you want) and sell badges, magnets etc. first street sale is this coming friday, 11 june!! PLEASE SIGN UP!! PEACE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol speaking of yfc, went to chegoh's house last monday to try and do the plaques ended up watching movies, going to hougang mall (and getting an overflowing slurpee on the way cos there weren't any covers AND THERE WAS NO WAY WE WEREN'T GETTING OUR MONEY'S WORTH:@) and partying with A LOT OF FOOD bought by me at the bus interchange:( i couldn't resist I'M A PIG OKAY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good times good times. HAVING BBQ SOON!!! v excited! CHICKEN WINGS FROM DADDY'S FRIEND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: (lol chegoh,charmu do you see that? proper usage) ARGH I HATE THE HOLIDAYS LIKE I REMEMBER THE HOLIDAYS IN PRIMARY SCHOOL YOU KNOW WHAT I DID?! I ATE AND SLEPT AND ATE AND SLEPT AND READ AND ATE AND SLEPT HAPPILY YEAH. REPEAT THAT PATTERN FOR THE ENTIRE 30 DAYS IN THAT HOLIDAY. NOW WHEN I EAT AND SLEEP AND EAT AND SLEEP AND READ AND EAT AND SLEEP I FEEL GUILTY COS OF THE FUCKING PILE OF WORK IN MY FILE THAT I HAVEN'T LOOKED THROUGH THAT I HAVE TO DO BY THE END OF THE HOLIDAYS. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol and using fuck up there reminds me of how amandah and charmu have adjusted their speaking habits so that when i swear their volume increases to drown me out i appreciate it(: but i think mrs wee still heard:$ i'm sorry:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-7664234269424775808?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7664234269424775808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=7664234269424775808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7664234269424775808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7664234269424775808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/06/yay-blog-time.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-2448907161671067308</id><published>2010-05-05T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T22:36:22.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>adventure in bukit panjang yesterday with charmu and chegoh. it was my fault BUT I FORGOT WE WERE ON 190!!! :( and once we missed that stop, we just go on a highway AND NEVER STOP. butbut we got off and took the senja LRT to choa chu kang lot 1!! FOOD PARTY! the fried mushrooms there is much better than that at bishan!! it's like crispy outside(cos fried) and then juicy inside?! FUCKING NICE. but the chippy's beerbatteredfish not as nice as the one at fareast:( hoboed about eating. v nice time. IT WAS AN ADVENTURE AND I LIKED IT. even though it took me like half an hour to get home and chegoh slightly longer :$ BUT I TREAT THEM EACH TO 3 BUCKS WORTH OF FOOD I AM ABSOLVED OF ALL GUILT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was under the impression i had french in the afternoon but then she sent an email saying no replacement class so i just went out cos i didn't have pe attire anyways. so went to plaza sing (in 190 again lol i was damn scared we'd reach senjar again but was in different direction) with chegoh. then we decided to go her house party with food!! i love our houses!!!! FOOD PARTY ALL THE TIME! lazed about in her house with food+tv+food+food+couch+food+music+food. AND I DID HOMEWORK HOW PRO AM I?! she just lazed about reading a book. i was surprised too(: but i forced her to borrow the book ytd after all at lot 1. reached home at like 10:( daddy fetched me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. my dad he's like GETTING BLIND WITH AGE OR SOMETHING. we order groceries online and he bought 20 sets of 10 packs of those small packets of tissue(3ply worh i like) COS HE THOUGHT IT WAS A JUMBO SIZED TISSUE BOX. and last time his finger jerked without his knowledge or something and he bought 11 packs of those shoe whiteners?! (3 in each pack i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh next 3saturdays not free WHERE HAVE ALL MY SLEEP IN DAYS GONEEE:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-2448907161671067308?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/2448907161671067308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=2448907161671067308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2448907161671067308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2448907161671067308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/05/adventure-in-bukit-panjang-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-3558164137882072518</id><published>2010-04-29T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:07:37.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i sleepy but chegoh won't leave:@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-3558164137882072518?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/3558164137882072518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=3558164137882072518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3558164137882072518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3558164137882072518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-sleepy-but-chegoh-wont-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-3045306125257833372</id><published>2010-04-26T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T23:39:31.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have nothing better to do so second post! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just remembered had therapy session with chegoh on thursday where we just wrote fuck over and over again on a page until we couldn't see individual words then repeated on another page. THEN. we designed the old ppl. it's good stress relief! really! and we definitely needed stress relief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should stop procrastinating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did my french dossier8 tache finale last night! was v proud of myself cos i finished math summary also and all before 1 am but then i didn't go to school today:( wasted efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to print out my mc four times! i feel impt(: i am such a loser. but this reminds me of my dad! when he was in england, cos he only wrote letters to like ppl in singapore so then he got letters maybe once a week? cos letters to/from england v ex and it's in pounds somemore. so he signed up for random credit cards so that he would get letters! HAHAHAHAH. i get my laziness from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got mc for pft this friday. and for training the whole week. i love my doctor. but need to go training soon. argh. and need letter from my dad saying i can't do pft:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be pro in chinese then do pro chinese emo post. i don't think that's happening anytime soon but i can hope right? wish? ooh. i know this in french. souhaite. is it? chinese reminds me of last time when i was in primary. then we'd have karaoke parties sometimes with friends sometimes alone but like every sunday/sat without fail. v fun. and my mom always sang this chinese song. don't remember the name or tune. but i used to be good at chinese. like 80 was counted bad. NOW A FREAKING 4.0 IS WELCOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must do chinese assessments!!!! oh who am i kidding. will watch chinese news... no. will watch ch8 dramas. ooh. i remember planning this with someone. like one week, put one layer of tape over the english subtitles then can still see a bit. then second week put second layer of tape over subtitles then can see a bit less. third week add another layer and so on. then in the end we watch without reading subtitles! but i do that alr(: i pro(: except when i'm lost:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will make tmrw count. will not sleep whole day like today. wake up 6. sleep 6.02. wake up 10.11 sleep 10.14. wake up 2.10 eat lunch sleep 2.56. wake up 4.20 see doctor sleep 5. wake up 8.30 feel better:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for friday to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-3045306125257833372?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/3045306125257833372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=3045306125257833372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3045306125257833372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3045306125257833372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/04/have-nothing-better-to-do-so-second.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-8663936999638548514</id><published>2010-04-26T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T23:24:13.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so exams were a big disappointment but at this point i don't really care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screwed up bio 4 sho ma sugah(lol). the function of a carrier protein is not to carry a protein no matter what huifen says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't find a mentor for yfc cos everyone's too busy and honestly we don't really care either? we didn't even wanna let ppl know we're from rgs? do it as a private group and such but in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well instant karma on friday. super cool. mayo and i were stuck in between two rows right. and then i accidentally stepped on her foot to get out and the next instant, someone slammed her chair into my hip really hard. i guess pain is pain and karma really doesn't care if it was an accident or not? ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chegoh came over on thursday to make toffees quite nice, actually. just that i don't like bitter things but according to mayo it's bitter like that coffee sweet which is a good thing. realised that toffee is actually just butter+burnt sugar. v cool. will post photos on fb i guess. we also designed the badges for yfc alr! the old ppl look super cute. she drew them out on paper and i used her design as reference to make the pictures on paint. sent her home at like 1030 pm reached home super tired but all in a days work. and she came over again on friday and we just lazed about watching funny videos and trying to do math summary. quite productive lor. we did until like ws3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am sick:( went to the doctor today and asked for mc then she gave me mc for today AND tmrw so i guess i really am sick (got mc to prove this) and i'm not just projecting sickness to get out of school or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phone's camera button loose so went to get it fixed- might as well milk the warranty right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided i won't surf in class anymore should listen to the teachers but i don't see why? i mean i think we could get through exams without the teachers and just the materials to refer to? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess school is getting to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-8663936999638548514?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/8663936999638548514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=8663936999638548514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8663936999638548514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8663936999638548514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/04/okay-so-exams-were-big-disappointment.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-7697072904872488126</id><published>2010-04-15T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:33:16.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh fuck la. got hooked onto "the champagne gang" ytd. i came back had a short six hour nap and then went online around 12 and started reading AND I COULDN'T FUCKING STOP. I SLEPT AT LIKE 5?!?! WTF. and today i was reading it in class cos i knew that IF I DIDN'T FINISH IT IN SCHOOL I WOULD READ IT AT HOME AND I WOULD NEVER GET TO MUGGING THE THREE KILLER MUGGER SUBJECTS TESTED TMRW!!! and i took off my glasses cos according to amanda the reflection of the white screen against my glasses was vv obvious): so i just pretended i was sleeping and then read under the table but i almost got caught so i stuffed my phone inside my pencil case so i could look like i was staring near my worksheet but after awhile it went back under my table because it was too obvious when i scrolled up/down. so to sum up my revision so far, math fa sucked, i totally don't get physics and bio needs me to memorise 9738-472897642-9 facts that i haven't started on. why? cos of the fucking champagne gang. but it was a good story though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-7697072904872488126?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7697072904872488126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=7697072904872488126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7697072904872488126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7697072904872488126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/04/argh-fuck-la.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-7705175951957071865</id><published>2010-04-10T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T21:58:27.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KARMA COME AROUND:( :( I WANT PPL TO BLOG LONGER I HAVE NOTHING TO READDD:( :( :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOH.i just rediscovered my love for reading!! omgggg I WANT MORE BOOKS. i guess i have chegoh and charmu to thank for it cos we went to bishan library on friday (cos it's near to j8 and we needed to pig out) and they just SAT THERE READING AFTER I SAID I WANTED TO LEAVE.(chegoh painfully slow. charmu happily). and so i went to choose books (and btw the SHORT STORIES that chegoh was trying to read were read by me first, a lot faster. and i'm not exaggerating. but at least she tried i guess(:) &lt;- a smiley on both sides!!:) and i borrowed them. ok so books=&lt;3 right now! ohoh. and i had a fine on my card: 0.15 cents that i paid:) charmu had a fine on hers too: 10bucks(: uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what's so sad about me? the uncle who sells the korean food at j8 like next to the bubbletea counter KNOWS WHAT I WANT!? COS I'VE BEEN THERE TO BUY THE SAME THING THREE TIMES IN A WEEK. I KNOW I KNOW. I HAVE A SAD LIFE. but at least chegoh buys it too(: so i don't feel so bad. oooh. FRIED MUSHROOMS ARE SUPER SUPER NICE. BOUGHT IT THREE TIMES IN A WEEK TOO!! fried mushrooms from j8! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and today was a true pig day. i woke up at 12, ate market food, lazed about on the couch watching tv, went into my room to lie down and read, and then i fell asleep cos i was tired and i didn't wake up til 7 when my mom asked me what i wanted from delifrance delivery then she went out, i continued reading in bed and then i came out ltr to watch tv, read and eat. i also skipped all the piano classes i had today(2 i think, cmc and aural) COS I SLEPT!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so quite long post(okay no quite short but power of the mind will make it long. it long. it long. it long. see? you're believing it.) on basically nothing impt. well impt to me but i don't think to anyone else? SO KARMA PLEASE WORK:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-7705175951957071865?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7705175951957071865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=7705175951957071865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7705175951957071865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7705175951957071865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/04/karma-come-around-i-want-ppl-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-8185219899425101465</id><published>2010-04-04T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:33:57.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since i finished all my homework(well math ass1) ytd, I AM FREE I AM FREE I AM FREE!!(: and the best thing is i did the work with my phone calculator COS CHEGOH REFUSES TO GIVE MINE BACK TO ME:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna read books!! but i dunno what book to read:( :( :( ooh. i know i know. i will do a lucky dip and i'll like take out a letter that the book title will have to start with then i'll take out another for the author's name. smart right! and fun! i will do it!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read some insert in the church booklet today. cleared up a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karma not working leh. i blog more, ppl stop blogging:( there has to be something i'm not doing right!!:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-8185219899425101465?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/8185219899425101465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=8185219899425101465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8185219899425101465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8185219899425101465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/04/since-i-finished-all-my-homeworkwell.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-5840122030927142319</id><published>2010-04-02T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T19:13:51.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay today was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a good day too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday not so much. but i liked after sch when chegoh came to my house and we discussed toffee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was good too. bonding session with mayo&lt;3&lt;3 at  macs. no oreo ice cream for EVER! uh... two weeks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd went chegoh house. bought 2 packets of tomato twisties, one packet of prawn kerapok and one packet of japanese squid crackers. I LOVE TPY. all together they were like 2.80 only! and they were those big packets. not the tiny ones they sell at sch? like the proper sized ones!! so we were supposed to work from 1-whatever time we ended but well she had left over pizza and soup. so we ate and watched tv til... 3. we're not proud of it!! but we did a lot kay! we contacted manufacturers and stuff(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i stay at home :( not because i didn't have to go out BUT BECAUSE I WAS TOO LAZY SO I MADE STUPID EXCUSES THAT ALLOWED ME TO STAY AT HOME?! but on the bright side, cmps proposal is finished! now after i finish YFC(fingers crossed) I CAN RELAX!! i think this year will be vvv exciting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and charmu has lost her phone again:( AND THE THIEF IS GOING TO MAKE UNLIMITED OVERSEAS CALLS THAT CHARMU'S PARENTS WILL HAVE TO PAY AND SHE WILL PASS THE PHONE AROUND TO HER FRIENDS AND THEN THEY WILL ALL MAKE CALLS AND CHARMU WILL HAVE TO PAY ALL THE BILLS AND HER PARENTS WILL BE ANGRY AT HER AND CHASE HER OUT OF THE HOUSE FOR CAUSING THEM TO LOSE SO MUCH MONEY AND THEN SHE WILL BE A TRUE HOBO. or maybe they will forgive her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand i googled bookworm short stories and apparently it was a subscription thing! when you suscribed to them then you get two books a month or something. I WANTTT:(:( well not really but i wanna read the whole series! not published anymore:( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh i want my calculator back. but SOMEONE REFUSES TO COME AND GIVE IT TO ME. and i have math ass due:( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side at least i have my phone back!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-5840122030927142319?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5840122030927142319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=5840122030927142319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5840122030927142319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5840122030927142319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/04/yay-today-was-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-4006657992356591952</id><published>2010-03-30T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T01:21:48.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh i brain drain so brain pain so does it mean got assembly tmrw?? I CONFUSED:( :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-4006657992356591952?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/4006657992356591952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=4006657992356591952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4006657992356591952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4006657992356591952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/03/sigh-i-brain-drain-so-brain-pain-so.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-6921583963457593778</id><published>2010-03-30T01:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T01:04:41.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love chegoh a lot a lot previous post was mean and i'm a mean bitch i sorry chegoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-6921583963457593778?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/6921583963457593778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=6921583963457593778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/6921583963457593778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/6921583963457593778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-chegoh-lot-lot-previous-post-was.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-4174522815879725144</id><published>2010-03-30T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T00:59:32.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH REMIND ME NEVER TO TRUST CHERYL WITH NUMBERS EVER AGAIN!?!? TWO WEEKS AGO I ASKED HER WHEN 29TH MARCH WAS AND SHE HAPPILY COUNTED AND TOLD ME IT WAS TUESDAY. SO THEN WE WERE HAPPILY NOT DOING ANYTHING IN THE EUROPHIA OF NO EXAM PAPERS THEN WE REALISED AT LIKE 1130 THAT IT WAS DUE AT 12?!?!? COS 29TH MARCH IS IN FACT MONDAY AND NOT TUESDAY!!!! :@:@ but then nvm. she did wonderful a expenditure (lovelove)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-4174522815879725144?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/4174522815879725144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=4174522815879725144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4174522815879725144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4174522815879725144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/03/argh-remind-me-never-to-trust-cheryl.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-7685113381961421857</id><published>2010-03-29T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:35:24.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TSBT STUPID STUDY PARTY FAIL BIG BIG ON SAT:( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAS KIDNAPPED BY PARENTS WHOLE DAY SO DIDN'T GET TO START STUDYING TIL EIGHT ON SUN NIGHT:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAS SICK SO PON FRENCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON A HAPPIER NOTE HAPPY BDAY CHARMU. CARD IN PROGRESS. SHOULD BE BY TMRW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMPS MUST CHANGE TOPIC AGAIN COS WE TOO SLOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECIDED TO BLOG while waiting for hotmail on my phone to load COS STUPID CHEGOH LIKE GAVE AWAY HER SAMPLE PROPOSAL? V SMART LUR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on an even brighter note, tsbt recorded cool personalised ringtones!! of us screaming:) BRAINWAVE MUCH? I AM GENIUS. so now if our phone accidentally rings in sch, prefects won't think it's a phone, they just think it's a child being tortured! put on an innocent face and it's a done deal confirm won't book. (it wasn't me, was my phone) &lt;- reminds me of my commonwealth essay. when i'd finished it, it was only 969 words TOO SHORT SO I ADDED RANDOM DIALOGUE TO MAKE IT LONGER. it was embarrassing. charmu couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ARGH I HATE HUMANities ESSAYS WHERE YOU KNOW YOU NEED TO PUT A FREAKING COUNTER POINT THAT SOMETIMES FREAKING SLIPS YOUR MIND!?!? :@:@:@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol lol cheryl says to charmu SHENG RI QUA LE!!!!!!!! clearly, her fundamental chinese is atrocious. WHO CAN'T DO PINYIN?!?!? oh wait. small brain. right. right. sorry! sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPYHAPPY NOTE: THREE EXAMS LEFT ONLY(:(: in week four BUT IT'S FOUR MUGGER SUBJECTS!!?! :(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: chegoh aims to get 4.0 in math cos previous years she spent first three terms dreaming of me in class and last term trying to pull up her grades but this year WILL BE DIFFERENT. WITH A GOOD TUTOR(me) AND NOT SO GOOD STUDY PARTIES(tsbt) AND A PARTNER IN FAILCRIME(charmu) WE ALL PASS HIGH HIGH(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-7685113381961421857?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7685113381961421857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=7685113381961421857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7685113381961421857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7685113381961421857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/03/tsbt-stupid-study-party-fail-big-big-on.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-4805738565592291381</id><published>2010-03-27T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T12:24:42.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay tsbt study party in like half an hour. I NEED HELP IN SS+TRIP SCI+CHI:(:( MAYO NO COME SIGHSIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to do proposals! v stressful! but must give back to society so i hope this all works out in the end(: i like old ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh. had chem prac ytd and my bench like didn't have you know the click click thing to start the fire on the bunsen burner and my table didn't have the test tube holder!! what if chem spa dun have also!!!!:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, i have been rereading bookworm short stories&lt;3&lt;3  i remember when i was young and my uncle&amp;amp;aunty gave me like 20+ books of the series! and i can't believe i haven't read them in so long:') and the thing is their history is v cool! cos my uncle works in woodbridge and i think he like bought it for the people there?? something like that. then ltr they gave it back to him and his sons didn't want it anymore SO THEY GIVEN TO ME!! CAN YOU IMAGINE WHO READ THE BOOK BEFORE ME!!?? i think it's v cool(: oh and today i saw on one of the covers, someone coloured the ppl's eyes in with blue pen. i lolled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another series i recently started reading again is MARY KATE AND ASHLEY!! not the so little time one- that was better as a show. but MARY KATE AND ASHLEY AS THE TRENCHCOAT TWINSS!!!! i rmb i &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3ed them when i was young cos i thought they v cool. then now i realised that their inferences are a bit... uh... stupid. like their clues were cherry sauce dripped by the badguy and a green tub? then their two suspects were like their good friend and this other girl(bitch) and they were v sad that their friend was a suspect AND IN THE END THEY MANAGED TO CLEAR HIS NAME COS THEY FOUND OUT HE DUN EAT CHERRY?? very uh... wtf?? right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH. AND ELLEN DEGENERES AND HUGH JACKMAN&lt;3&lt;3 their emmy opening speeches v cool! and they are v funny ppl. YOU KNOW WHO ELSE IS FUNNY JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE!! AND TAYLOR SWIFT!! just thought i'd mention that(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh parents sponsoring pizza!!(: this will work hopefully!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-4805738565592291381?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/4805738565592291381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=4805738565592291381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4805738565592291381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4805738565592291381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/03/yay-tsbt-study-party-in-like-half-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-5743953894700813197</id><published>2010-03-25T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T23:32:50.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tbst study party desperately needed!! missed trip science+ss+rs today:( but ss teacher not here and the rest muggable right. should hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SICK. SICK. SICK:( COUGH:COUGH COUGH. COUGH :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;my geog ARGH WTF I STUPIDLY FORGOT TO WRITE SOME IMPT PART?!?!?! THAT'S A CONFIRM LEVEL ONE A SRAIGHT FAIL KOHBY WILL MURDER ME!!!! WTFWTFWTF!!:@:@:@:@:@:@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;the o'joy person was quite nice lor! plus, the ahmas and elderly there all look v happy(: OH. AND I WAS LEANING ON THIS DOOR AND TAKING NOTES THEN SUDDENLY JU WAS LIKE LOOK DOOB LOOK AND I LOOKED AND THERE WAS THIS GIGANTIC COCKROACH(lol i paused at the first four letters to cough and then i laughed:)) NEXT TO MY HEAD?!?!? WTF FREAKY MAN. but mr jk was v nice about it. tried to catch it with his bare hands but it escaped. AND. there was this v cool large mirror in one of the rooms and you can actually observe this room from the other room? v cool. think hollywood goodcop-badcop scene where they all stand behind the mirror discussing what to say. VVV COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog more now! i hope. cos i like reading updated blogs!! so then if i blog more, more people will blog cos karma's like that, see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and missed both B&amp;amp;J's free cone day+sticky's free scoop day WTF:(:( CHARMUUU CHEGOHHHHHH:(:(:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-5743953894700813197?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5743953894700813197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=5743953894700813197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5743953894700813197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5743953894700813197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/03/tbst-study-party-desperately-needed.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-1267530825010185425</id><published>2010-03-22T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:04:00.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohoh and to add: had first successful &lt;em&gt;math tuition&lt;/em&gt; for cheryl today! I AM FIT!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-1267530825010185425?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/1267530825010185425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=1267530825010185425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/1267530825010185425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/1267530825010185425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/03/ohoh-and-to-add-had-first-successful.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-8595606572144065592</id><published>2010-03-22T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:57:44.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have, as charmu says, a lack of life. but hopefully it will not be so for long!! tmrw is free cone day BUT I AM SICK!!! VV SICK!! :(:( THIS IS WEAK KARMA at least not as bad as charmu's :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh i realised that all i have done for geog IS LISTEN TO CHERYL RECITE STUFF AT ME AS I SIT PRO-LY AND NOD SAGELY AT RANDOM INTERVALS BUT REALLY I DUNNO ANYTHING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. lack of life. i need a life. i wanna have an interesting life!! must join more stuff! make life colourful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;CMPS I JUST READ SOME POST ON INET ABOUT HOW I WAS SUPPOSED TO UPLOAD IT LAST LAST WEEK?? UHH WHY DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS?? I SHOULD STALK INET! HONESTLY!! :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bb FUBAR!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-8595606572144065592?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/8595606572144065592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=8595606572144065592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8595606572144065592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8595606572144065592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-as-charmu-says-lack-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-5932208403241363639</id><published>2010-03-17T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:59:22.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so tdy COS STUPID CHARMU LOST HER PHONE only 2/3 of tsbt was present:( AND GUESS WHAT CHERYL AND I BOTH COMPLETED GEOG AA! TO BE LASER PRINTED SHINILY:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 we miss you charmu and i love you for trying your hardest to look for us! next time we must remember to give address day before IF SOME ONE HAS LOST THE PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORE QUOTES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the Pulau Semakau Lecture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer: what can you do on pulau semakau?&lt;br /&gt;charmu: birdgazing!&lt;br /&gt;doob: camping! trekking!&lt;br /&gt;charmu: fishing!&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: OHOH! BIRDWATCHING!!!&lt;br /&gt;lecturer: yes,yes, thank you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the way back from Pulau Semakau on the ferry during POPQUIZ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy: what was that cute island that was like a ball?&lt;br /&gt;doob: *points at the island's position but can't read cos notes was facing charmu*&lt;br /&gt;charmu:PULAU ONG! ONG! NO NO JONG! PULAU JONG!!&lt;br /&gt;guy: good! but you've answered so many alr can you remember the name i gave it?&lt;br /&gt;us: uh.... no.......&lt;br /&gt;guy: oh... well&lt;br /&gt;doob: *give sad face*&lt;br /&gt;guy: okay okay you look so pathetic fine fine&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;guy: so do you guys know what the impermeable membrane is afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;us: WATER GRASS ROCKS SAND&lt;br /&gt;guy: no... think... why do you think it's underground??&lt;br /&gt;us: SUN??&lt;br /&gt;guy: yes but think deeper!&lt;br /&gt;charmu: SUN CANCER!!SUN CANCER!! oh... uh.. UV RAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charmu: ...i ponned bio lj cos i hurt my ankle!!! ...and remember to charge your camera so you don't have to blow on it loserly again&lt;br /&gt;doob: remember not to look in the mirror tmrw morning ltr you scare yourself and fall down then have to blow on your ankle loserly again:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charmu: i wanna swim!!&lt;br /&gt;doob: ?!&lt;br /&gt;charmu: IT WILL MAKE ME TONE AND MY BOOBS WILL INCREASE IN SIZE COS THEY WILL ABSORB WATER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitty: next time i invite you guys to my house okay?&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: PARTAYYY!!! PARTY! PARTY! PAR--&lt;br /&gt;kitty: no... study...&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: *with confused look on her face* study...?&lt;br /&gt;doob and charmu: STUDY PARTAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while playing pictionary&lt;br /&gt;doob: COME ON. IT'S NOT HARD! LOOK AT THE SPEECH BUBBLES!&lt;br /&gt;charmu: tumor?&lt;br /&gt;doob: ARGH. NO WHAT'S INSIDE!!&lt;br /&gt;charmu: oh! oh!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;charmu:*draws someone peeing* guess!&lt;br /&gt;doob: tumor?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-5932208403241363639?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5932208403241363639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=5932208403241363639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5932208403241363639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5932208403241363639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-so-tdy-cos-stupid-charmu-lost-her.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-9045258812916594189</id><published>2010-03-16T22:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T00:06:32.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TBST stands for 糖三胞胎!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V COOL V COOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butbut we have to start from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LJ WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;quite fun lor. i mean like compared to last year's this year's really quite cool! like the aviator place! and the monkey place!(lower pierce) and the sports place!(yog center) and the museum for english WHERE WE MISSED LIKE ONE WHOLE EXHIBIT?!?! AND THERE WE WERE THINKING WE V PRO COS WE FINISHED "ALL" THE EXHIBITS BEFORE TIME WAS UP!!?!??!:@:@ ookay. list by day:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday8march&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PULAU SEMAKAU for SS. lol v fun! cos 303 and 304 tgt! then we(mayo and cheryl) camwhored with charmu!&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRENCH EXAM. lol i just realised ytd that i wrote on a COMPLETELY WRONG TOPIC?!?!? i wrote about how i met my friend WHEN I WAS SUPPOSED TO WRITE ABOUT HOW HE GAVE ME ADVICE AND HOW I BECAME BETTER OR SOMETHING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday9march&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUARRY for GEOG. eheh quite cool leh! EXCEPT FOR THE LIKE FREAKING LONG HIKE?!?!!? CAN YOU SAY TIRED? but like cheryl got business idea!! PORTABLE AIRCON ROOM.(wait for it. seriously. it's worth it. read til thurs at least) ALL YOU PPL CANNOT STEAL IDEA ARH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CULTURE VULTURE for ENGLISH. well at least musuem got aircon?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday10march&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOG for PE. 303 again!!!BUT WE KEPT MISSING EACH OTHER(charmu and i) eh. but quite cool leh! all the wire stuff that were made into like figurines doing sports!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVIATOR MUSUEM for PHYSICS. didn't learn anything cos a bit too cheem for my small brain(happy?) but the stuff they gave us quite cool leh!!! serious!! like this two piece plastic strips THAT FLIES LIKE A MINI HELICOPTER???!?!? and a tiny man with a tiny parachute THAT WORKS?!?!?! and planes and stuff!!!! OH. on the way back cos i wanted to give charmu back all the smses she's so lovingly given me i lovingly described my shit to her:) hey! i still owe her some smses lor. AT LEAST I DIDN'T LIKE SEND HER 15 PAGE LONG SMS ON SHIT RIGHT 3 or 4 pages only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday11march&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO LJ. but got math pt submission and bowling to support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL WAS LATE :@ so rachel and i went to print math pt poster tgt(yes, cheryl's also cos evan, smart girl worh, SENT ME IT IN CASE CHERYL YOU KNOW... DID WHAT CHERYL DOES) yeah well we rushed. AND COS COS:@:@ MY PRINTER SPOILT and like my group wasn't online I HAD TO BEG PPL TO PRINT RAW DATA AND REFLECTIONS FOR ME?!?!? RACHEL&lt;3 HUAYFERN&lt;3&lt;3 but honestly la. wtf. NVM MATH PT IS OVER NOW. nvmnvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. CHERYL LATE, CHARMU ALSO LATE?!?! so they go hand up math pt later and then rach and i take the chartered bus to go see bowling first:) then. argh. okay fine so rach and i already predicted that they would either NEVER reach the bowling place or reach it like TEN HOURS LATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were right. they gave up finding the bowling place-.- they waited for us at northpoint mac's. LOL LOL AND THEN I RECEIVED AN SMS FROM CHARMU TELLING ME HOW SHE WISHED SHE COULD HAVE A PORTABLE AIRCON COS S'PORE V HOT OR SMTH TO THAT EXTENT?!?!? yeah so i got her to get cheryl tell her about HER idea(: (see i told you worth the read right!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eheh bowling v hype leh! i like! like shooting all you do is stand there for two hours ppl make noise genna chase out of room or something. BUT BOWLING YOU SUPPOSED TO SCREAM FOR THE TEAM! HOW COOL IS THAT?!?! LIKE I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE AS QUIET AS SHOOTING BUT NO!!:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we left slightly early met them at macs we played retarded pictionary at yishun then rach left:( SO WE WENT TO PIG OUT on sushi and korean kebabs and puffs and such. WTF LA. and we created Food Addict's Anonymous. yes. and we had an urban picnic! ... then we saw piekia on one of our walking journeys AND THEY WERE HAVING OFFER! 7PIES GET 1PIE FREE! AND I COULDN'T LET IT GO SO I BOUGHT EIGHT PIES! TO SHARE WITH THE FAMILY!:)and then we had a confession session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN WE WENT TO A PASARMALAM!!! VVV COOL! and all we bought was a drink(all three of us, one each) and buttered corn(cheryl) and kuey tutu(charmu)[EH. EH. I WANTED TO BUY MORE BUT LIKE I HAD EIGHT PIES ALR?!?! AND they dragged me across the street LIKE PHYSICALLY DRAGGED me so i couldn't buy cheesey tofu:(:( ] okay so then we sat at a bus stop and ate our guilt up(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND WE HAD MAGICAL DRINKS OKAY WE SAT THERE SIPPING AND SIPPING BUT THEY NEVER FINISHED. well cheryl's wasn't magic BUT MINE AND CHARMU'S WAS!then we wrapped this rubber band around the cup to see if it was truly not going down or it was just us being... us. WELL THE DRINK FEARED THE MIGHTY RUBBER BAND AND WENT DOWN!! so it finished then we wandered a bit more then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I HEARD THAT CHARMU JIGGLED CHERYL AT THE MRT DOOR COS LIKE it was v crowded and she was scared-.- not the first time! there was once at far east/shaw we were crossing the small road then this lorry was approaching AND I WAS TRYING TO RUN TO THE OTHER SIDE BUT CHARMU GRABBED ME AND JIGGLED ME IN FRONT OF THE LORRY?!?!?!?!?! v smart la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday12march&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOWER PIERCE for BIO. eheh monkeys quite cool lor! and the birds! but nothing beats the bird rach and i saw at bishan park. DID YOU KNOW BISHAN PARK IS AT ANGMOHKIO??!?! NO? WELL NEITHER DID WE SO WE SPENT LIKE 2 HOURS TRYING TO GET THERE LAST TIME ONE SATURDAY.okayokay so after that CHERYL AND I PIGGED OUT AGAIN then went home. and AND AND I WENT FOR A NAP AT 2PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat13march&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WOKE UP AT 8AM!!!! COS I NEVER WOKE UP FROM MY NAP!!! i had aural class was quite boring again :( :( I MISS SINGING PART NOT COS OF ME SINGING BUT COS OF THE GUY:$ lol i v mean la i know. SO SUE ME.(please don't i didn't mean it!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun14march&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh had burger king bfast at home! &lt;3 my mom&amp;amp;dad ORDERED 3 PIZZAS FOR DINNER COS WE ALL TOO LAZY TO GO OUT HAHAHAHAA. THIS IS A SIGN OF PIGNESS I GET IT FROM THEM. well in their defence they asked me three/four times but i sorta groaned and moaned their question away(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon 15 march&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST DAY OF MARCH HOLS BUT HAD TO WAKE UP EARLY:@:@:@ to go for yfc proposal workshop lol okay fun la! with rach and cheryl. guess who was late? :) we no mingle lor!!:(:( they told us to but we didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then we met charmu for lunch @ plaza sing.THEN RACH LEFT?!:@:(PANGSEH US LA.so then cheryl charmu and i made our way to esplanade. to study at the library there. lol quite good lor! we had about 30 mins of INTENSE STUDYING hten we just started talking(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues 16march&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY!! went to sch to collect geog fa. for cheryl also. supposed to meet kitty cheryl and charmu at plaza sing for lunch at 12 but CHARMU WAS LIKE 1 HOUR LATE?!?!? i was like 20 mins late:$ so kitty was waiting alone for like 20MINUTES!!:(:( and then we went to buy me an AUNTIE ANNE'S SMOOTHIE. or some ice blend. i got strawberry. IT WAS THREE FORTY!!! BUT IT WAS LIKE ONLY 3/4 FULL???:(:( oh. then when charmu reached I CALLED CHERYL AND SHE THOGUHT WE WERE SUPPOSED TO MEET AT 1?!?! HHAHAHAHA. talk about small brained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so kitty charmu waited for me while i ate pepper lunch cos apparently NO ONE GETS "LET'S EAT LUNCH TGT TMRW" but then again they DID say they wanted to eat at home:(:( okayokay so charmu kitty and i went to national library to study. well... kitty studied. charmu and i made our "STUDY PLAN!!!" and "DETAILED STUDY PLAN!!!"and felt v productive but really we didn't do anything:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet cheryl @ bugis junction macs. cos i was dying of thirst and we were planning round 2 of studying. i bought a large sprite. 2 bucks leh! feel cheated:( well then kitty left early:( after she finally figured out that we weren't really going to study(sorry!) BUT THEN WE GOT DOWN AND DIRTY AND STUDIED LEH!!! CHARMU DID LIT NOTES. I DID GEOG NOTES. CHERYL... attempted three math questions. BUT I HAD TO CONFISCATE HER PHONE COS SOMEONE CANNOT CONCENTRATE:@:@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. but tgt we downed like... THREE BAGS OF SHAKER FRIES AND A LOT OF DRINKS?!?! PIG OUT AGAIN!!!:(:( lol we went to buy tako pachi and window(well.. the shops we looked at were more like carts) shopping(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOTHEN GO BACK TO LAST THURS. WE CREATED TSBT!! DURING OUR URBAN PICNIC(that ended when a security guard chased us away:(:( )lol tsbt for 糖三胞胎. really funny story about how the name came about that we recorded in our VIDEO NO. 3 TSBT3! tsbt at bugis junction! and in video no.2 tsbt @ esplanade rooftop we just... jiggled the camera(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memorable Quotes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doob: *point at treadmill on offer for $999*charmu look!!!&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: eh! only ninety nine.... nine.&lt;br /&gt;doob and charmu: HAHAHAAHAH WTF?!?!?! NINETY NINE NINE?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: I MISSED OUT THE NINE OKAY?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doob:STOP ME FROM BUYING STUFF!&lt;br /&gt;cherylandcharmu: okay!&lt;br /&gt;doob:I HAVE TO BUY A DRINK&lt;br /&gt;charmu: *puts hands on head and wobbles them*THIS IS THE DEVIL. THE DEVIL THAT IS TEMPTING YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: urgh. we're like hobos! sitting on the ground around a random pillar!&lt;br /&gt;charmu: just think of it as a picnic. an urban picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doob:PACKET OF KARAPOK OR CHEESEY TOFU!!! HELP ME CHOOSE!&lt;br /&gt;charmu: look at it this way. do you want a slow and long orgasm or an intense but fast orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;charmu: lol look! *points at watermelon* those are your boobs! and look! *points at mango* and that's like ours!&lt;br /&gt;doob: HAHAH NO I THINK YOU MEAN *points at even smaller mango then at an even smaller fruit* THOSE&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: CAN YOU GUYS STOP MAKING REFERENCES TO YOUR... YOUR... SEXUAL ORGA.... ORGA... ORGANISMS! YOUR SEXUAL ORGANISMS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doob: COKE OR SPRITE!!!&lt;br /&gt;charmu: basically it's choosing acid or sugar. it's kinda obvious which to choose right!&lt;br /&gt;doob: one large sprite please&lt;br /&gt;charmu: one fillet-o-fish meal upsize with coke please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charmu:i think we shouldn't leave cheryl alone with kitty ltr she scared her off&lt;br /&gt;doob:lol i think so too leh!&lt;br /&gt;charmu: let's think about what she'll say when she first sees her... how about something like "what's your name? cat is it? something like that"&lt;br /&gt;doob: i think she'll just go "meow meow?"&lt;br /&gt;(when cheryl finally meets kitty)&lt;br /&gt;cheryl:*peers at kitty closely* are you... indian?&lt;br /&gt;kitty:uh.. yeah?&lt;br /&gt;doob and charmu: HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA we thought you were going to ask her if her name was cat OR OR--&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: meooowww&lt;br /&gt;doob and charmu: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: did i live up to your expectations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charmu:...so i slathered it on my hotdog and then when i ate it I FOUND OUT IT WASN'T MUSTARD BUT CHINESE WASABI?!!??! and i started tearing! and the ppl ard me were like are you okay charmaine? and i was like yes yes, fine.&lt;br /&gt;doob: you should have told them your dog died.&lt;br /&gt;charmu: karma right. like how when one person born another dies. i bitch more, my bitch die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doob:WE SHOULD TOTALLY LIKE WRITE A MOVIE SCRIPT?!?! and make it like meangirls where we create new words! like how they made fugly!!!&lt;br /&gt;charmu: I'M FUNGRY!&lt;br /&gt;cherylandcharmu: throw out verbs with prefix fu- lol they all sound sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doob: lol look! the shop sells stuff like your ugly mango bag!&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: *five second pause*&lt;br /&gt;doob and charmu: continue our conversation&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: WAAAAAAAAAAHHH&lt;br /&gt;charmu: lol did you hear the five second pause???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl:i want tako pachi!&lt;br /&gt;doob and charmu: YEAHYEAH!&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: wait i v full.&lt;br /&gt;doob and charmu: me too:(&lt;br /&gt;doob:BUT BUT WE MUST EAT TAKO PACHI!&lt;br /&gt;charmu: yeah i want to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so we decided to share one box&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doob:can we have a box of prawn balls please?&lt;br /&gt;counter lady:do you want mayo?&lt;br /&gt;charmu:yes please&lt;br /&gt;doob: and can we have more of the brown sauce?&lt;br /&gt;cheryl:and more fishflakes please.&lt;br /&gt;doob:oh. and can we have six sticks too?&lt;br /&gt;lady:*awkward nod*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i decide to get tako pachi for my family also&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doob charmu and cheryl: reach the counter and start giggling&lt;br /&gt;doob: hi can i have bacon and ham and squid please?&lt;br /&gt;lady:do you want mayo?&lt;br /&gt;doob: no thank you but can i have more fishflakes?&lt;br /&gt;lady:HEAPS LARGE PILES OF FISHFLAKES ONTO EACH BOX.&lt;br /&gt;doob charmu cheryl: HAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;doob:...thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-9045258812916594189?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/9045258812916594189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=9045258812916594189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/9045258812916594189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/9045258812916594189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/03/tbst-stands-for-v-cool-v-cool-butbut-we.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-9180945709295840548</id><published>2010-03-01T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:40:45.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been feigning ignorance about the disappeared blogskin and MAGICALLY IT CAME BACK! so procrastination does have its merits! YEAHHHHHH!!! must apply this new concept to everyday work: procrastination is good. HAHA i think fubars all liddat alr lor. so i'm good. okayokay have hmwk!!!:(  must go do due today but didn't do yesterdayyy:(:(:( okay maybe procrastination not that good. WTV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol i heart my sheep blogskin! WHAT OTHER BLOGSKIN HAS BOUNCING SHEEP HUH? NONE. okayokay HMWK!!!!!:( and i heart blogger ACTUALLY I HEART MSN TOO COS i changed the stupid emoticon from "!!" to "!!!2" or something like that so everytime i'm agitated there won't be a stupid blue bobbing blob. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i think sch is quite fun leh. better than i expected last year. and cos i have practically nothing on after schools (EVEN IF I WENT FOR TRAINING I WOULD STILL BE FREE KAY.) i go out and make frenfren with manman:) JOKE. i go out eat fish:) not joke. TRUTH! gives me black luscious(sp??? again, no one likes a spelling snob) hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. HMWK ARGH. BBBB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. PS: I LOVE YOU CHARMU CONSTANT BLOG READER! even though i post like.... once every 2months??? mm FOR THAT I LOVE YOU! i want my six letters nownownow:( &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY HMWK! BBBBBB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-9180945709295840548?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/9180945709295840548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=9180945709295840548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/9180945709295840548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/9180945709295840548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-been-feigning-ignorance-about.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-4214056227563783459</id><published>2009-12-09T21:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T01:37:33.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayokay. my first ever, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRENCH POST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. WITH NO HELP FROM DICTIONARIES OR TRANSLATORS OAKY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aujourd'hui(sp??), je (shit. i forgot my past tense.) suis vu(no accents:( )une film avec mon amie bon, phen. il a eu tres bien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je pense que j'ai une probleme dormir(?!?!?) par example, je suis alle dormir a 2heure mais je ne peux pas dormir! (lol. wtf. i dunno how i'm supposed to phrase it!)&lt;br /&gt;so. i think i have a sleeping problem. i dunno wtf is wrong with me la. i went to bed at like 2am? BUT I DIDN'T FREAKING SLEEP TIL LIKE 6/7am when the sky was orangey! i just tossed and turned about my bed and i couldn't fall asleep! GRRRR. and i cannot(as in i MUSN'T) get addicted to sleeping pills! so i can't take them to get my sleeping cycle back to normal! :( i need someone to blame:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh.(okay, back to french cos i know how to say "today")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aussi, aujourd'hui, je... une heure et demi (omfg. i dunno how to report time! i was half asleep! ARGH) so. one and a half hours late for training i woke up late and IF IT WEREN'T FOR THE FACT THAT SOMEONE WANTED TO WATCH A MOVIE i would have continued sleeping when i was woken up at 10 by my grandma. lol. jiaolian's face was damn funny. but wtv. later for training=less time=less shots=less fun:( lol, yes. I USED FUN IN THE SAME EQUATION AS TRAINING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! 2 posts in one month! don't think i will post anytime soon:) i remember a time when i used to write about like every single day after the last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. good french post. as compared to like... last time:) when my french was crap. uh. crappier. it's still crap-.- nvm! practice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh. and on a side (french) note, je suis tres tres desole, alethea:( and laura?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(n)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-4214056227563783459?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/4214056227563783459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=4214056227563783459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4214056227563783459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4214056227563783459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2009/12/okayokay.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-3801401473593753666</id><published>2009-11-25T15:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T15:36:01.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate blogger. it deletes chunks of my post): then i have to come here and edit it and then forget one part and then edit then forget one part):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msn games are not working properly i am vvvvv sad): at least 7 hand poker is working:) i will be satisfied with the little things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sure there is some song about the little things in life. hang on. GOOGLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. i was right. :) by mccall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been doing notes and i can't remember which i've done/not but notes are a good boredom... removal technique:) NOTES NOTES NOTES. i bet no one is reading this la but if you do TAG ME IN NOTES. or comment on my notes. i am a love whore. i go either way. thank you master if you wish master. HAHAHAHAHA SICK THOUGHTS APPROACH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokay. off to play seven hand poker. I AIM TO WIN! MUAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. on a side note right i realised i didn't actually put an aim for tonight. but, as my pm says, NEVER OFF MUAHAHAHAH, or something like that, then i guess, that is a good aim. but it doesn't like you know uh... what's the word... like how toast and jam _______ each other? COMPLIMENT? IS THAT IT? compliment my final goal WHICH IS TO SLEEP EARLIER): okayokay baby steps. yesterday, my aim was 3. i slept at 5 but i went offline at 3.18 so if i aim to REALLY REALLY SLEEP BY uh... three la. then we count back two hours (1am) and 18 minutes(12.42am) which is really not possible so i guess i will be sleeping at five, then:) oh well. baby steps right? okayokay. 4.59. this is a good aim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh you know right. if i were to use this logic to calculate what time i am supposed to log off by to wake up at 8.14 for training, [FREAK CRACKHEAD DOOBIE JUST BEAT ME AT POKER :@ I SHOULD CONCENTRATE!!!!] well i think i calculated before. cos to wake up myself, i actually need 12 hours of full sleep.  eg. sleep at 3am, wake up 3pm. unless by force... then uh well, i've been known to lie in my sleep:( my grandma told me i told her (WHILE I WAS SLEEPING I MIGHT ADD SO EVERYTHING SHOULD BE DISREGARDED) that training was cancelled last night-.- but it so happened i also told her that i had training LAST NIGHT. and when asked WHICH POINT IN LASTNIGHT EXACTLY WAS TRAINING CANCELLED i told her like 3am or something you know some point in time WHEN NO ONE IS FREAKING AWAKE BUT FREAKY NOCTURNAL CREATURES LIKE ME?! yeah. but i guess she believed me la. so that is how i missed one of my trainings): okayokay. so anyways i calculated before and to wake up at 8.14, i actually have to sleep at 8! WHICH IS NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. so waking up by myself for training is also NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN. oh,AND THEY CHANGED ALL THE AFTERNOON TRAININGS TO THE MORNING AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH PISSED PISSED PISSED SAD SAD SAD PISSED PISSED PISSED SAD SAD SAD ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i am blogging BECAUSE I HAVE NO ONE TO TALK TO PHEN IS WATCHING VERONICA MARS THE RAPED GIRL and uh charmu is in camp and SIYUN IS OFFLINE AND CHEESE IS OFFLINE and like :( they're basically WHO I TALK TO ONLINE?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am ranting. OH. AND IF BLOGGER DELETES A CHUNK OF MY STUPID (no, not really. it's actually quite good) POST AGAIN I WILL FOREVER ABANDON IT AND GO TO LIVE JOURNAL WHERE MY NAME IS SEXYDOOBIE YES SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lurbbxzxxzx:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-3801401473593753666?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/3801401473593753666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=3801401473593753666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3801401473593753666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3801401473593753666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hate-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-55462176896845100</id><published>2009-11-25T09:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T10:11:30.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FMLFMLFML</title><content type='html'>HURH HURH TODAY TURNED OUT TO BE A SUCKY DAY. I WILL COPY AND PASTE THIS TO EVERYONE WHO TALKS TO ME ON MSN. OR MAYBE I WILL INITIATE CONVERSATIONS AND PASTE THIS WHATEVER. THE MISERY SHALL BE SPREAD AROUND. no angry msn face):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FREAK. i actually wanted to use another four lettered f word BUT NO PROFANITIES(?? whatever spelling snobs. go and die&lt;3)ON DOOBIE'S SACRED BLOG.I REACHED SCHOOL AT 8.59 AND WAS ON TIME FOR A TRAINING THAT WAS FREAKING CANCELLED:@ actually jieying told me on the way there-.- but i decided to take to school anyways TO SEE WHAT TIME I WOULD REACH:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note, NO, on SEVERAL brighter notes, i think i shall point form this:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drank some cold chocolate milk that my mom bought yesterday. it's actually v nice. and i planned for it to perk me up. cos i was like a zombie-.- yeah i looked like one too. you know with the dark eyebags. whatever ): and I DON'T FEEL LIKE SLEEPING NOW. but i have a stomach ache la. so i guess you'll be awake but in the toilet. BUT AT LEAST AWAKE? now i have my secret formula, I WILL DRINK COCOLATE MILK TO WAKE ME UP IN THE MORNING. or, if i don't wake up enough to drink it, i will make a machine to dunk me in chocolate milk at 814. and i will bathe and be awake. or maybe i will take a few gulps and wake up and go off. same thing la. AWAKE! MAIN AIM ACHIEVED/ACHEIVED (i know i learnt some rule to help me decide how to spell IE/EI words but i can't remember it): i spelt theif/thief wrong in my compo BUT 27 OKAY. V PROUD OF IT :))&lt;/li&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my wet hair can slowly dry without being tied=no dandruff:) i heard that if you tie wet hair for long periods right(training is a v long time:@ MADE EVEN LONGER BY HATE!! but only today. usually i love training:D yeah. that's right. love it. LURVE IT :@)and i think right. the last few weeks of school i actually bathed really late and my hair didn't have time to dry so I'M ABOUT TO GET DANDRUFF :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;okay. NEW FOUND LOVE FOR POKER. all types:) msn games ROCKS. i will find an msn buddy to play with me through the night. current nominees. BE HONOURED CAN. PHEN JUSTIN SIYUNbutofftooearly): CHARMUlastCOS SHE IS AT CAMP): COME BACK!! :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;and SOME PEOPLE REACHED SCHOOL AT 845 BEFORE THEY WERE INFORMED THAT TRAINING WAS CANCELLED. i know la i v mean. SORRY. BUT I AM A BITTER GIRL WHO WAS MADE TO WAKE UP FOR TRAINING THAT WAS CANCELLED): i am bitter like shylock. yes charmu, bitter jew.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;oooh STEVE HARVEY is on oprah:) he's funny! BUT HE LAUGHED AT A SLIGHTLY PLUMP WOMAN WHO PUT A POLE DANCING POLE IN HER LIVING ROOM :@ he's like GIGGLING! so mean!!! HAHAHA SHE JUST ASKED. HOW DO MEN FEEL ABOUT BEING SLIGHTLY MORE ADVENTUROUS. AHHAHAHAHA. okay. he had a good answer:)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;OOOH DRAGON TALES IS ON OKTO. OMGOMG BRINGS BACK CHILDHOOD MEMORIES.i miss kids central:( oooh. just like yesterday or monday right. i watched like the first season of R.E.M HAHA. BRINGS BACK GOOD MEMORIES. bad acting+singapore accent=GOOD CHILDHOOD MEMORIES! I MISS KIDS CENTRAL. OKTO IS OUTDATED NICK/DISNEY SHOWS. AND NOT EVEN THE NICE ONES. IT'S THOSE CARTOON ONES. OKAY SOME NICE ONES. :( awww. the dragon gang is like singing to the flowers to make them grow! THEY HAVE A NEW PERSON! like a cousin i guess. they're all spanish:) i love their rhymes to get to and from dragon world:) IWISH I WISH TO USE THIS RHYME TO GO BACK HOME UNTIL NEXT TIME. now i am v sad that i missed the front part of dragon tales):&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;i am finally blogging! now i know what it takes to make me finally blog! A SUCKY DAY&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;OMG. I DECIDED NOT TO SLEEP AND TO BLOG. AND I WILL SLEEP EARLY TODAY(i don't really think so cos i seem to be able to stay up really late whether i'm sleepy or not-.-) AND WAKE UP EARLY TMRW( i really don't think so-.- cos i always wake up after noon. after one, actually. if no one bothers me) AND SLEEP EARLY TMRW( again, don't think so) AND WAKE UP IN TIME FOR TRAINING ON FRIDAY (IF IT'S NOT CANCELLED HALFWAY AGAIN:@ I HAVE HALF THE MIND TO STAY AT HOME TIL NINE TO MAKE SURE IT'S NOT GOING TO BE CANCELLED but then i'll be late:( ) oh well. baby steps. OFF BY TWELVE. no. that was my goal yesterday and i went off at like 318 and slept at five-.- I WAS READING READER'S DIGEST IN THE TOILET.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;OMGOMG SECOND PART OF DRAGON TALES . i wish i wish with all my might to fly with dragons in the land of... something:( SOMEONE TELL ME. OH I KNOW I SHALL GOOGLE IT:)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;okayokay. so this day quite a lot of perks la. and the day is still early. ONLY TEN AM LEH. I AM V HAPPY!:) but so boring NO ONE IS ONLINE COS EVERYONE IS SLEEPING AS I SHOULD BE BUT I'M NOT WHY?! BECAUSE OF CHOCOLATE MILK. i cannot decide if this is good or not:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bbbb:( POKER!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-55462176896845100?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/55462176896845100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=55462176896845100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/55462176896845100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/55462176896845100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2009/11/fmlfmlfml.html' title='FMLFMLFML'/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-1755932984619092143</id><published>2009-08-07T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:23:40.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayokay! joke joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么公鸡要过马路？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为它要做华文PT。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么口香糖要过马路？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为它贴在公鸡的脚下。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么种子要过马路？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为它贴在口香糖上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么蚂蚁要过马路？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为它要吃种子！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHHAHAA. funny right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emehem and i made it! omgomg. i love my why did the chicken cross the road jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my SIP report i was going to put&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't the chicken cross the road?&lt;br /&gt;Because he slipped and fell in the toilet and broke his arm! thus, it is important to get a good toilet mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh. and today right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did the chicken cross the road?&lt;br /&gt;to get the RGS girls who left early to come back!&lt;br /&gt;GO MY LITTLE CHICKENS! GO! (charmaine!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAHAHAHAHAHA. no offence intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: 070809! pretty date!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-1755932984619092143?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/1755932984619092143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=1755932984619092143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/1755932984619092143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/1755932984619092143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2009/08/okayokay-joke-joke-pt-ahahahhahaa.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-689198888102909405</id><published>2009-06-12T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:50:42.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i've ever seen anyone type out the alphabet on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i will type it out in CAPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, with spaces,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in caps, with spaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we use the alphabet everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-689198888102909405?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/689198888102909405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=689198888102909405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/689198888102909405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/689198888102909405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2009/06/abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-2802791764409165596</id><published>2009-05-30T23:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:35:19.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy belated birthday huifen&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are a girl, not a fern.&lt;br /&gt;do not despair that you are short.&lt;br /&gt;you will get guys who are not in your cohort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;(i'm sorry i couldn't do better :D but its not like you're any better at rhyming)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huifen, my dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;to you there is no end.&lt;br /&gt;except for the top of your head&lt;br /&gt;then that one is just a dead end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i'm trying to say you're short.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huifen you dear old girl&lt;br /&gt;how are you, does your hair curl?&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day you'll bring your guns&lt;br /&gt;and we can, together, have some fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;(we have fun together?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;huifen oh huifen you dear darling soul&lt;br /&gt;have you ever taken the mrt, held on to a pole?&lt;br /&gt;your dancing is wonderful-- oh fine average&lt;br /&gt;but you couldn't pay me to pay you a wage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;(interpret this how you will)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huifen dear huifen my dear ahh.&lt;br /&gt;you will one day have a big car&lt;br /&gt;and you will take me for a ride&lt;br /&gt;to my british accent wedding, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(you will come to my fake british accent wedding)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-2802791764409165596?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-499625911677393558</id><published>2009-05-26T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:32:23.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am posting so that when i come to see my cool, pretty, wonderful, eggmazing sheep, i do not have a gimongegg old barbie face staring at me when i scroll down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has passsed in the swooshing of exams exams and more exams. did that sound cheem? i hope it did. i am trying to get better in lit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sure was eggciting to have eggventures with my eggquantances in eggriculture class with miss wong my geogreggphy teacher :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no there is no eggxact point for this post. i am wasting inveggluable space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh!ooh! there are new movies! how---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. BRILLIANT JOKE. but before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOOTING IHG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I KNOW WHO WONNNNNNNNNN.  I CALCULATED THE SCORE. me and my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TARBET&lt;/span&gt; senior! we tabulated all the scores AND WE KNOW. cool right! its like insiders news! but i think i hurt my elbow cocking the senior riflesD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokay. JOKEJOKE! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i'm sorry if this insults anyone but it shouldn't cos its a mindless joke with no malicious intent. serious.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahbeng and ahlian went on a date. At the end of the date, ahlian said to ahbeng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"ahbeng ah. i had a great time. budden i scared dat i miss the last bus so i go first horh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they said their greetings and when ahlian reached the bus stop, ahbeng suddenly realised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"eh? i got car leh. i can drive her home!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he shouted at ahlian way over at the bus stop, emphasizing with hand actions,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"AHLIAN AH. I CAN DRIVE YOU HOME."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ahlian was too far away and could not hear! so ahbeng shouted even louder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"AH LIAN AHHH. I CAN DRIVE YOU HOME!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahlian understood, and pointed to her boobs and then her temples with both hands, repeatedly. The bus came, and ahlian got on and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although ahbeng was slightly confused, he still liked ahlian a lot. SO, he invited her for a second dinner. During dinner, he asked ah lian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"ahlian, yesterday horh i say 'i can drive you home' then what you say ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahlian replied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"yesterday you said 'i can drive you home' den i say 'nehmind, nehmind'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHA. okayokay. for those who don't quite understand, try saying the last word one syllable at a time, with the hand actions done by ahlian. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits go to denise tan&lt;3 of chungchenghigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYFRENCHEXAMFROMEMELINE'SBLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give my love to the leprechauns. says (11:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;so the picture was one of those rows of shophouses?&lt;br /&gt;so i said it was china town&lt;br /&gt;and the teacher said "eh? read the signboard"&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't understand her so i just smiled&lt;br /&gt;then she pointed at a sign board and it was in tamil&lt;br /&gt;so i was like"OH. its little india! non, petit indie"&lt;br /&gt;which is a direct translation of small india&lt;br /&gt;which is quite close to little india&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the picture was like taken personally by a teacher&lt;br /&gt;so there was this person's head&lt;br /&gt;and you could only see like a thin strip of hair&lt;br /&gt;and cos i couldn't think of a fifth sentence to describe the picture&lt;br /&gt;i said, there is a person.&lt;br /&gt;and the teacher was like "huh? where!"&lt;br /&gt;and i tried to say bottom left corner in french&lt;br /&gt;but she stared confusedly at me&lt;br /&gt;so i just pointed, then she giggled.&lt;br /&gt;i think i said&lt;br /&gt;surprise place below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my compo was so bloody sad&lt;br /&gt;120words on how these two people met and fell in love&lt;br /&gt;cos i chose the picture where this macho guy was standing next to a nerd woman with a thought bubble"e=mc2"&lt;br /&gt;so i wrote she was on her way to shcool&lt;br /&gt;it was her bday but she had chinese exam so no choice but to go to school&lt;br /&gt;and then right i wanted the guy to bump gently into her on the streets&lt;br /&gt;but then i forgot how to say&lt;br /&gt;guy, bump, gently, and streets&lt;br /&gt;so i said&lt;br /&gt;Alex fell on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodlucktodoobieonherfrenchD:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-499625911677393558?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/499625911677393558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=499625911677393558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/499625911677393558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/499625911677393558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-3057499916762470830</id><published>2009-05-01T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:19:47.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heehee:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's something that will &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLOW YOUR MIND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE FOUND A VOLCANO (sung to the tune "on top of spaghetti")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;On top of the Mountain&lt;br /&gt;all covered in snow&lt;br /&gt;We found a grey volcanooooo&lt;br /&gt;How? nobody knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the crater,&lt;br /&gt;and swum all around.&lt;br /&gt;But then the red magma,&lt;br /&gt;Blew out of the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It blew me quite nicely,&lt;br /&gt;all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;and below me i saw&lt;br /&gt;a gigantic face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The face was as grey&lt;br /&gt;as grey could be.&lt;br /&gt;but then i woke up and&lt;br /&gt;i was in my tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i screamed it out loud.&lt;br /&gt;i screamed it out soft&lt;br /&gt;but then passing people&lt;br /&gt;thought my head was lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so next time you find a&lt;br /&gt;volcano&lt;br /&gt;becareful to make sure&lt;br /&gt;that nobody knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAA. i did the first bit(in blue) while i was trying to brainstorm for my physical recommendation during geog pt! :D i made the rest up IMPROMPTU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh. i rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't it blow your mind?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-3057499916762470830?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/3057499916762470830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=3057499916762470830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3057499916762470830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3057499916762470830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2009/05/heeheed-heres-something-that-will-blow.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-7184671765005040988</id><published>2009-03-11T12:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:27:14.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hihis i am doobsiepoo i lurbslurbs the world omgftw!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg they are so weird. uh&lt;br /&gt;i like subway!!&lt;br /&gt;subwayftw!&lt;br /&gt;subway pwns!&lt;br /&gt;oh!&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shishi emehem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; cheryl cheryl cherie and doobie.&lt;br /&gt;we rock the world round and up and down with blurry pictures(:&lt;br /&gt;doobies PWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohoh guess what hyperventilate i love barbie granniepoo! looklook~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ck-f9AcUES0/Sbc9NvN_4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N6tJSFvh03c/s1600-h/new-barbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311781591729561938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ck-f9AcUES0/Sbc9NvN_4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N6tJSFvh03c/s320/new-barbie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;buhbye. i'm ending my post now to watch barbie makes the world go round omgpwns. ttyl lurbslurbs. muack. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;heheehohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-7184671765005040988?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7184671765005040988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=7184671765005040988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7184671765005040988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7184671765005040988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2009/03/hihis-i-am-doobsiepoo-i-lurbslurbs.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ck-f9AcUES0/Sbc9NvN_4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N6tJSFvh03c/s72-c/new-barbie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-7333929218904813190</id><published>2009-01-29T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:47:34.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so once every two weeks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year was super funn! ANGPAOOSSSSSS and like... an average of ten pineapple tarts a day? ITS NOT MY FAULT. its THEIR fault. why do they freaking make it so sinfully yummy and then later have magazines tell us that it makes us put on like 1kg for every one. ARGGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.... i dunno. i wanna know who our juniors are! as in... last year right, i remember that like.... we started training around the start of febuary... but then this year, they submit their cca options by feb2... which, if we give rgs admin about... one or two weeks to sort out who gets which cca, means that they will start mid febuary! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm OH. for ICT, we're gonna do a... ooohlala. its a secret :D butbut its supercool! yeah! i think it'll be super funn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. yesterday, during training, instead of training, guess what we... uhh... half of us did... aileen reesa and me (and awa was laughing at the side) WE MADE A BATCH SONG!!! AND ITS COOL! so we can't wait to show it to the rest of the people! jieying and joanne were like.... OMG. why is my action so weird.... but its all in the name of good funn! but our seniors think we're weird. well... we learnt it from the best :D i think, we seriously need to train more during training... :o heh. ahhh. but jiaolian didn't come! D: he said he'd come late but he didn't come at all! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.... i spend my math lessons telling 一鸣 and 菲菲烟 how much 我爱爱他! yay! so fun! yiming's handbook is filled with funny conversations that make me want to laugh! oh. and vivian's eraser too!! :D oh. math is also filled with easter eggs. oh yes. and many more are on the way -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh... pe=basketball... heh... the ball doesn't fly too far lah. at least i have emehem to make me feel like i'm average at basketball. okayokay. how's... we're better than charmaine(no offence) but she's terribly funny:D and a good sport all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the past recess looking for... chloe... paya? for emehem to give her weird plastic bag to her:D heehee &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;YOU LOOK DUMB CARRYING THAT BAG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hehe. sorry lah. i thought you couldn't hear me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! my bio pt group! yiming! lingying! shimei! me! uhh... yiming will neutralise...me and... (people say) shimei:D i am the 1st... eater? i can't remember the term. ahh well. was never that good at science anyways :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm watching american idol. i think i can join! just like i think i can join choir! i'm sure i can! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm... i will reply the tags in january... cos i feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheese} yep:D they are cool sheep! posted!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{rebekah} soon:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{minchih} well... maybe :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cara} thank you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{char} THANK YOU:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{emehem} i know... i know :( YEAH. that was funny! you could have just asked me you know... i was standing next to you two -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{yiming} 你好，一鸣我感谢你来到我的布罗格。WHATEVER. i have sucky chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;-WHYareYOUlikeTHATitHURTS-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-7333929218904813190?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7333929218904813190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=7333929218904813190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7333929218904813190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7333929218904813190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-5812886671218944369</id><published>2009-01-18T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:28:06.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will post once every fortnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed my birthday post ): but its okay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and chinese will be the death of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worksheet hurts my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's have a joke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my writing has been affected by something i just read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wil post another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-NOTenoughHOURSinAdayFORme-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-5812886671218944369?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5812886671218944369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=5812886671218944369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5812886671218944369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5812886671218944369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2009/01/uh-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-5692504849921720615</id><published>2008-11-07T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:58:37.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont really feel like blogging but then... my blog is like... dead-ish ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama night was sorta fun (: robot man was there. and then mayo and emehem alternated between running away from me... and uh talking to me?  ): sigh. one day, i will be offended and you will regret it. MUAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOOTING. whee~ heh. arm pain. and... its like... the sec4s are gone ): sigh. anyways. had some competition where pistolers shot rifles and riflers shot pistols. all on pistol cards, though.  OMG I GOT INTO THE BLACK SPOT! yay me! played bonding games after lunch... hmmm... went to orchard with the whole team and then ate dinner seperately cos... well... there aren't enough tables and chairs for 20+ people at cinileisure... pasta mania.  so well... ate there anyways(: aileen awa amandachoo and amandachan (: hmmm took neoprints with aileen and awa. OMG. AWA'S FRST NEOPRINT. its a historic moment. (: cool right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. this short post reall doesn't cover everything i wanna say... but i put it off for so long its no use saying it now... and i forgot most of it... but its like.... sigh. forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-5692504849921720615?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5692504849921720615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=5692504849921720615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5692504849921720615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5692504849921720615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-really-feel-like-blogging-but.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-7963925278090232764</id><published>2008-10-23T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:58:47.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. so exams passed in a blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams passed in a blur. it was like WOOSH= sigh. it was like... okay lah. won't fail overall. but good grades or not... :o  i failed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french is over already. we will miss madame de silva. i understand elementary french! uhh... very very... easy.... french. (: its like. during class i sleep. and then now i realise that... i won't get to listen to her class again! and uh... no more chance to sleep in her class again! and i will miss it. i know i complain to people about going home so late after 3rd lang. sigh. but then. i would gladly have another year of late class if i had madame de silva again. we had sort of a class party while watching today's movie and is like the cookies were passed around class. ARGH i fell asleep. and it was a funny movie too! and i wanted to watch it! i was trying to stay awake the whole while but then i couldn't. and the worse thing was that i woke up JUST AS THE CREDITS STARTED ROLLING.  anyways. we watched movies and then we played games and then we had fun as a class. and now we're splitting up ): sigh. F1.17&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trainings have been fun! the rifle suits arrived (: so its like every training we spend one hour helping the sec1 riflers put their suit on. and then they're like stiff boards. OH. the pants are so stiff that they stand on their own! and then last training we spent a long time in the canteen talking and stuff cos the riflers didn't want to go back and wear the suit. its super hot. omg. so i gave my lane to aileen(: cos she was sweating. and when the riflers drop stuff, they have to like... stare at it until a nice person who isn't stuck in a stuffy stiff suit(alliteration) helps them pick it up. its so much fun taunting them. its like "hey. why don't YOU pick it up?" and then i stare at her. mr teo keeps giving us funny pep talks that make the entire batch laugh really hard. and its like he keeps trying to get us to cheer and we all stare at him and then one person will very loud YEAH. and we all start laughing and then we stare at each other. then at him. and then a few half hearted yeahs... and mr teo tries to get us to cheer again. and minyee shouts. and then we laugh. its like... a vicious cycle. until mr teo makes us go get our guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post EOY periods=reading at the back of the class with emehem. hey. they're good books. and i cry when i read comedy cos i'm so sleepy i keep on yawning (: and i look like i'm crying and i'm superhappy (: but then. its like... some things make me confused... i just don't get it. really. i'm like HUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched a few movies. quite nice lah. house bunny was super funny. watched it with mayo cherylp cheese qiuhui  and emehem and then emehem and i were like laughing superhard cos we could totally relate to certain quotes. AS IN THEY SOUND AS UH... COOL AS SOMETHING WE WOULD SAY. not the sick parts. -.- its a really good movie, i think. oh! and buttefly lovers was super super super very ultra funny. its like. there were two girls behind emehem and i. and they kept on saying what we were thinking. like the part where wuzun was staring at charlene. and i was going to tell emehem that he would think he was gay when suddenly this voice floats towards us saying "HAHA. WUZUN THINK HE'S GAY NOW" and then emehem and i start laughing uncontrollably. and then later when wuzun like... strips charlene and finds out she's a girl, i was gong to tell emehem that wuzun liked finding out he was gay then in the end feel safe cos he wasn't, like in hana kimi. and then the voice appears again and its like "OMG ITS LIKE HANAKIMI LIKE THAT" and then we burst out in giggles again. omg. so funny. and thats only two of the comments so we couldn't stop laughing throughout the movie even in the sad parts. ): mamamia=OMGTHESONGSWOWWOWWOWWOWWOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there. a relatively long post as compared to the nothing i've written the ast few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-7963925278090232764?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7963925278090232764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=7963925278090232764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7963925278090232764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7963925278090232764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-3649464483324345387</id><published>2008-10-06T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:25:24.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its exam period?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its not a hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to post about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what i do want to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lying on a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luozhixiang is hot(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dolphinbay is sweet(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit and chinese passed in blur with bits of emem and i trying to harmonise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we tried to show cheryl why she should sit next to and not opposite us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not like she ever listens to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french last tuesday=SUPERNICEMOVIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;les choristes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the techer left in the second half of the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were alone with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but considering most of them left before the exam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not that many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nadia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she just wont keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her and her stupid assumptions that aren't assumptions just very well put out facts-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my key board is insensitive-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think there's french tmrw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and for my english compre,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i very proudly reused my toenail line from last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for chinese i wrote about a personal experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that should be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started reading the kite runner today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super nice story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm almost done with it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's your post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no tag replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos when i reply them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-3649464483324345387?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/3649464483324345387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=3649464483324345387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3649464483324345387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3649464483324345387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/10/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-1622765891935862856</id><published>2008-09-25T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T20:35:58.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGOSH YOU KNOW WHAT XIAO ZHU IS SO TOTALLY HOT CAN. HOT AND CUTE. AND THEN WUZUN OHMYGOODNESS OHMYGOSH. CHAO SHUAI. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to make this an emo post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll push the emoness off to the next post. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday had french oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me something about your school&lt;br /&gt;do you like to eat hambugers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally couldn't understand the teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was nice lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the accent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nong2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday reached school late :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i overslept and my knee cracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was just in time for slightly after the start of pe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its just a matter of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just cos we let you take a photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean we consent to it being shown to the whole class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no emo today(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... spent most of CLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with emem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you must see how this can traumatise a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was drying wet gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine as the wettest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water could be squeezed OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised i left my keys, house card and bus card at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then instead of walking 2km around my condo from my back gate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brilliant charlene suggested i take to tpy mrt station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then walk back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then after i told my dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me about a shortcut -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know what l'im------- was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats four marks gone):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no pass mark):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought macs on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with awa&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's like... EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next to me in my french class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opposite lane in shooting range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behind me on the way back to class from assembly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few tables away during recess and lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaky right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still love her. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she teaches me japanese in french class!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about all, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe i still owe mayo a bimb video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its cos i'm nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not cos i owe her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people should just stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just stop it, already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is just plain irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you honestly think things can go back to normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know we both feel the awkwardness undereath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not like i don't want to be your friend anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you need to understand why i stopped in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not until you realise why not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-1622765891935862856?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/1622765891935862856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=1622765891935862856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/1622765891935862856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/1622765891935862856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/09/omgosh-you-know-what-xiao-zhu-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-2189589106092071246</id><published>2008-09-20T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:21:48.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was doing blog quizzes and then emem and i were trying out pirate quizzes. i am 60% pirate. emem is 50%. we need to jayou! anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did this feet quiz. i think its super true kay. especially all the good points(: no lah. but srsly. quite scary that my feet tell so much about me :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Feet Say About You:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoyourfeetsayaboutyouquiz/feet.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty average in your expressiveness. You can express yourself well, but you don't always want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a somewhat passionate person. A few things get you very fired up, but you're usually pretty laid back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an assertive person at times. You'll pull out all the stops to get what you want, if it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a while to fall in love, but once you do, you stay pretty attached to your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not afraid of anything. You are brave and courageous, even when most people would be terrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intellectual and philosophical. You are more concerned with thoughts than action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an amazingly hard worker. You aren't spoiled and you don't mind getting your hands dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are easily influenced by other people. You're quite impressionable, so you should only be around people who are a good influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyourfeetsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Do Your Feet Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at least this is btter than what my pizza tells about me... :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;... (all the weird weird stuff... ): )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The stereotype that best fits you is stoner. You're a little wacky in the head, even if you don't touch drugs.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I DO NOT TAKE DRUGS. I AM NOT WACKY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-2189589106092071246?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/2189589106092071246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=2189589106092071246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2189589106092071246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2189589106092071246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-was-doing-blog-quizzes-and-then-emem.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-8166760028376234234</id><published>2008-09-20T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T22:36:28.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;tag replies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i know they're long overdue but...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heehee(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;amanda; amanda(:(: you get TWO smiley(: yeap. i liked that skin too(: but it was too mafan(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;emem; yala. i know. change alreadyXD have you credited me yet? :O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ben; uh huh.okay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;emem; argh. i over shot by 2000++ ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yingxin; i wrote your letter already?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;roanna; of course! they weren't VIRUSES. BIG BAD VIRUS. OOOH~ (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;emem; OH YEAH. i remember that too (: AAHHAAH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nadia; you read my blog? o.o you suck man. the entire class was staring at me okay. it was YOUR question.-.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cheese: yeap! that was nice! but still veh mafan. i can't be bothered to change my tagboard settings anymore(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;choochoo; are you... amanda choo? nope. i got it from blogskins(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mayo: as far as i know, you can't? that's why i changed it. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;amanda; no wad ): sniff if we did, i'msorry ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ningxin: yahla yahla. veh fast. i take ultra long can. still haven't replied yet? (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;huifen; i know. super tiny right. it is. i am a trend setter(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;minchee; i m a wonderful regular tagger can not. -.- i read your blog a lot(: just dun tag (: you couldn't find the tag board cos you have a tiny brain (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;VG; yep(: that skin was nice(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mayo; but i really don't care! its just... i get sick of old skins... so i cange lorh. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eda; hellos(: -.- you believed it was a virus?! you ARE thick-.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;emem; 0.0 have i ever told you sometimes your astonishing observation skills like to observe the obvious... and nothing beyond that? (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;amanda; hey(: i still haven't changed the spelling(: i still haven't done the quiz(: HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;charlene; yeap(: i did!(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cheryl; nah. it wasn't forgotten. just abandoned to avoid some people. (: HELLOS CHERYL(: yeapyeap. i think that paragraph was super accurate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;amanda; yeap(: they are SUPAH cute!(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;emem; i know! super cute right!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;laura; yeap(: super super super cute! and fun to play with(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;regina; i know right!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mayo; not sad, mayo. disappointed. i really thought she was my friend. i think you thought so too? i know. the sheep. OMGOSH right? i know you're spamming-.- the tag board is not going to undergo any change... cos i lost my cbox password (: heehee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ningxin;hellos(: twinneh&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mayo; it is called dry humor and wit. which your small brain clearly cannot handle... (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;amanda; i did have a smile! i laughed a lot(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;emeline; i know.  even I do that (: heehee(: i'm going to change it maybe end of this year? or next year. cos i super like this skin. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;laura; i know! they are time consuming and cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ningxin; you are so sadistic man. but i did that the first time i saw this skin(: haha(: twinneh spirit going strong!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;stef; THEY ARE SO CUTE! they plop, roll, jump, and do many other stuff(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;huifen; i know! super fun! the serviette onions. XD do onions... bounce..?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ben; i love the sheep! so fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mayo; i know. i think everyone's just going tocome to my blog, play with the sheep, and then move off :O AHHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;roanna; I KNOW ITS SO CUTE!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;amanda; nope. still wrong spelling(: hey! my arm hurts a lot kay! the pistol ain't no light thing(i'm trying to gt into TKMB so i'm trying out an accent(: )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aileen; yay!(: i love my sheep(: really? with your sister?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cheryl; yeapyeap(: i miss barney):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;emem; -.- i watched the whole thing on the plane! (: i like the show a lot(: hey! you don't have to tell everyone my standard of french -.-  as long as it is kept between the examiner and me, its enough. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;laura; i srsly like that show.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lingying; i know! EVERYONE LOVES THEM (: THEY SUPERSUPERCUTE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;VG; hi(: you are a bad bad photographer :o&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;emem; heehee(: we'll go around with parrots on our arms(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FINALLYDONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-8166760028376234234?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/8166760028376234234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=8166760028376234234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8166760028376234234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8166760028376234234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/09/tag-replies-i-know-theyre-long-overdue.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-4472877513410355060</id><published>2008-09-20T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T22:05:01.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made the teacher laugh at her own joke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i think students don't really interact with teachers that much so i think such events are important cos teachers are humans too" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"of course we are! what did you think we were? aliens? AHAHAHAHAH"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or something to that effect -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she booked the classroom we were being tested in. heehee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iccs was fun la(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with friends, almost everything is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. before that went to get huifen's pencil case(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stole it yesterday before her oral...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she didn't notice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i forgot about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily the doors weren't locked :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughed a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took pictures&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl was trying to be tall-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw this dog swimming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPERCUTEXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was this guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who walked down the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with his parrot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON HIS ARM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naturally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emem and i HAD to run after him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cos vivian is a bad photographer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didn't get a good shot with the parrot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even see 109's installation art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until i visited laura's blog just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was this patch of sandflies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;near the bench we were sitting at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to collate our results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i can't multitask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nono! i can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picking up rubbish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recording the rubbish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collected by everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(well, actually only 5.5 [vivian was half heartedly-randomly-occasionally picking up rubbish and giving it to... hazel? or was it emem? maybe cheryl... basically someone in ourgroup lah] BUT DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE THE RUBBISH FOUND BY US)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is taxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we did it in the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we spotted a dead fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a lot of flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we walked away cracking jokes about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten minutes later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we heard people screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they found the fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they felt the need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to announce it to the whole beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you found a fish covered in flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna be on the Guinness World Records book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posing next to a dead fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;covered in flies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's a funny mental picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate sashimi for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(geddit? DEAD FISH. AHAHAHA. pun was totally unintended kay. i have natural punning abilities XP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the sushi at hana was super super nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sauce was yummy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went shopping with me parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be a pirate one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only for a day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i'll go around helping people(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna go with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both soles of my shoes fell off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they were relly old shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad was saying he was hoping the soles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would fall off without any help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he would happily throw them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now they have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he's super happy!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;OMGsoEXTRAlahSCREAMforWHATsoDUMBcan&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-4472877513410355060?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/4472877513410355060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=4472877513410355060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4472877513410355060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4472877513410355060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/09/yesterday-oral.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-3804930007965094599</id><published>2008-09-18T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:10:08.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>class was... interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its interesting to watch people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was third lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at macs at j8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yumyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching scenes from hairspray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its about a girl overcoming all odds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be who she really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it when zac pulls the little black girl i think her name was august? out of the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lets her dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wins!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then whyn amanda bynes admitted that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was a checkerboard chick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love how they all slowly overcome their fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dance their hearts out at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then they all sing and dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blacks and whites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outcasts or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french was fnny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the boys quit already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then laughed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made two sentences!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to describe the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think one should be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its harder than it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS BALTIMORE CRABS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;IMtiredOFtryingIMtiredOFcryingIknowIVEbeenSMILINGbutINSIDEimDYING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-3804930007965094599?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/3804930007965094599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=3804930007965094599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3804930007965094599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3804930007965094599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/09/class-was.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-5514610322492419775</id><published>2008-09-17T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:50:59.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tmrw is tkmb quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training today was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only four sec ones. one sec two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mr yap tried shooting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee. he got 10 for second try kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later all out of black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then third card a few in black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grouping poof la today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dui qiang for half hour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest 10mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot half hour(but i took like 10minutes. i pll the trigger too fast and put the gun down too fast as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest 10mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest 10mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baoqiang half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep guns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just made my training into one long long post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happy!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't help but play with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayo is distracting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tkmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aileen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're reading this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why didn't you take 105!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you took a taxi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its much more ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and harmful to the environment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you weren't even carpooling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(your sister doesn't constitute a group)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now you're killing trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time take with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we get off the same stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now you owe me a letter(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog is not abandoned now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-5514610322492419775?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5514610322492419775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=5514610322492419775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5514610322492419775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5514610322492419775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/09/tmrw-is-tkmb-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-631027534694670316</id><published>2008-09-12T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:29:25.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitching about others doesn't make you any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither does putting others down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it only proves my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are so insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't make you any more superior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plain mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and low down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people have feelings, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one day it'll all come around and bite you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you'll be sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you were actually better than them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't have to prove it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just shows that you don't believe in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you see someone on the streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calling them ugly won't make you look pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes you even uglier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll need vanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the dirt is gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-631027534694670316?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/631027534694670316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=631027534694670316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/631027534694670316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/631027534694670316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-know-what_12.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-1058389071522890731</id><published>2008-09-10T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:02:08.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well. the sheep are so cute! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they move when you click them! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahhahahaahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they eat grass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they are right side up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-1058389071522890731?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/1058389071522890731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=1058389071522890731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/1058389071522890731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/1058389071522890731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/09/well.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-394880789887024932</id><published>2008-09-10T00:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:55:41.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of all the stupid lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stupid made up stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of all your stupid charades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just plain sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think you're just freaking insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go and get a freaking clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not popularity if all you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is have someone beside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the best talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one you should learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is not looking alone while surrounded by no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that would mean that you actually have true friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people can see that in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you aren't insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can just go on acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm through with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll act like nothing's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the people around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not the symbol for popularity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i will drop the act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while you are still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will act.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-394880789887024932?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/394880789887024932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. its the eleventh day of the month and i've overshot my sms limit): by 527 ): and its still morning. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day(: yay! happy birthday singapore (:went for family dinner. and lunch. so full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday. tuition. amanda will owe me ANOTHER tenner. you suck man. she keeps on betting these weird bets that she admits she'll never win... 0.0 oh well. more for me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not mug today. cos it is a public holiday. i will mug tmrw. just before the papers. so that all the info will stick to me. argh. stupid exams. and lit anthology. i will go to the library soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-7776603115028134250?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7776603115028134250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=7776603115028134250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7776603115028134250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7776603115028134250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/08/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-5417320933976563487</id><published>2008-08-08T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:19:12.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tag replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{VG} hellos(: tagmore):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{benjamin} OI. WHAT ABOUT GIRLS HUH? DOOBIE ROCKS CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{emeline} yap (: whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{clara} oooh~ so interconnected with boys, eh? heehee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda}you are! you totally lost the bet! you still dunno their names(: i did type libboody wadd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{benjamin} soon. my links are all wrong): and not updated):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} cos its in order of who tagged? and since you tagged last. your reply is last lah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{benjamin} diao... if it were ranked in order of importance, you wouldn't be there (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{emeline} if it is NOT FUNNY. why you laugh eh? you mini. oh! you were right! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{(:} hi... are you stefanie? or roanna? no? then who? oooh~ XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheryl} no. you aren't. but you did finish it damn early):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{benjamin} argh. you dominate my sms. you dominate my tag board. you know how many times i've typed your name already?): oh~oh~ did that guy try to reply you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ningxin}I WROTE IT IN FRENCH BUT THEN I CAN'T FIND IT!!! ): i will link soon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheese} what the rifle? LOVE? (: yeapyeap. you guys... steal our rifles... and they're not even REAL (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} hehheh. your tags ah. (:so... BUT HE LOOKED OKAY. WHEN WE SAID DAPHNE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{roanna} I ALWAYS LOOK CUTE(: lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{mayo} you mini ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{leen} eh...? shall i glomp you? you can't attack me! you are scared of me even going near you! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{eunice} hellos juniore. you naughty naughty. say me obssessive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{huifen}FENFENELINE TAG MORE. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{benjamin} ben! haha. your voice. LOWLOWLOW. you smile to yourself... alone. in the empty bus (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} yeap. i'll try kay(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{mayo} hi mayo(: yay! KFC&amp;amp;MACS FTW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-5417320933976563487?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5417320933976563487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=5417320933976563487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5417320933976563487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5417320933976563487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/08/tag-replies-vg-hellos-tagmore-benjamin.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-7815655456856415111</id><published>2008-08-03T21:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:22:30.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>took amc on &lt;strong&gt;thursday&lt;/strong&gt;. hehe. sucked like shit lah. ohoh! amanda's answer was totally funny lah. answer 97+79 she go and put 9+7! aahahahahaahaha. went to kfc with amanda and mayo(: camwhored! (: yay! then had to go for training. we got mr chong a pink vanguard sheet chosen by me and aileen (: yay(: i can shoot the rifle&lt;3 but i still love my pistol(: hadley won, i think... i know i saw a lot of hadleans(: whee~ my blog is dead-.- havven't posted for over a week :o but its like... so... much trouble to go to blogger then click on my blog and then regurgitating everything that's happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday&lt;/strong&gt;(: it was THE FIRST OF AUGUST. okay. so i can't remember what happened. i think i went home early or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday&lt;/strong&gt;(: PARTAEEE&lt;3 yeah. in math. and then we were like... unscrewing the seats and making them face us to form a circle(: no. not true. we were just eating and talking. and arunima was being extra when wu you came to teach us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday&lt;/strong&gt;(: camwhored the first time EVER. on a sunday with tuition. (: i think the laoshi got pissed at amanda. BUTBUT. on the bright side, we tried to do the daphne thing... AND YONGSHEN LOOKED OKAY. but then): we were too busy "jumbo pack. ahahahah" ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday&lt;/strong&gt;(: shooting ihg for us. oh... the rifle. it hurts. and it so... long. OKAY. I KNOW I HAVE SHORT ARMS. BUT WHATEVER. they are still long. jiao lian is damn pro can. oh! aileen right. she was trying to put on her new glove... and then she was talking to us... and then we were all gesturing at her hand but she just kept on talking and then jiao lian was like... "ni gai fang ling yi bian" and then aileen cleverly flips the glove over and then smartly continues talking while trying to stuff it down her hand and then we're all like"ITS THE WRONG HAND" while jiao lian is busy laughing at the side. (: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;(: had muscle ache from shooting rifle-.- diaao can. aesthetics was fun. i am pro compared to yiming. it is the difference between the pro. and the yiming. (: i didn't get the funky purple in the end): had french. my mom came around 7... reached home later than i would've if i had taken the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;(: geog outing(: sat one pillar away from amanda in the talk.. mayo was next to her and eda was next to mayo... then we were smsing away... mayo called school cos she lost her pouch): then she got caught by one of the teachers. anyways. cos she got caught by the teachers, we stayed back. to make te nice lady redo some of the experiments for us(: for the can experiment naomi volunteered to do it and while she did it we were like freaking her out(: "the flame might blow your hand up" "and then you'll have a stump" "but we'll love you no matter stump or no stump" "but there'll be a stump" "oh!oh! she wants to be CAPTAIN HOOK" "can we shop for your hook with you?" "we need to get the right size" "how about a purple hook? a funky purple" at this point, naomi over turns the can and gets ready to put it in cold water... but then right. she sort of poured all the water out first... then slowly lowered the can into the water... clearly nothing happened. (: then when the lady did it, we were like.."one two three scream okay?" but we didn't. we all screamed when the can popped(: after that went to the shop outsde to eat. then we went to the area outside the ehibition to eat(: lols. met sasa and bianbian. then took pictures. then someone spilt the popcorn "PICK IT ALL UP!!! LEAVE NO EVIDENCE~" and so, the floor was clean. we piled the dirty popcorn into dada's chicken poppers bowl(: told mayo and eda to get popcorn on the way into omnitheatre cos once you were queuing they dun let you go out. so then waited for them in the theatre. they bought popcorn but turns out they didn't get my message): so then spilt cost... was passing popcorn around during the movie. added mamee in the middle(: after that we went to RI for the concert... amanda christina mayo and i were in the parade square and since we couldn't find te auditorium, "let's just stand here and sing the national anthem". we found it in the end. kept on laughing. quite nice lah. but ended around 1030-.- i sprained my ankle on the steps. i mean like. THERE ARE SO MANY STEPS. THERE ARE STEPS TO GET TO THE CANTEEN. STEPS FROM THE CANTEEN TO THE FOYER(or someplace). STEPS FROM THE FOYER(or someplace) TO THE AUDITORIUM. STEPS TO OUR SEATS. i think there were steps to the toilet too. not qite sure. i almost entered the guy toilet by accident, though. but at the end, i went in on purpose. with amanda and mayo(: christina was scared. mayo's dad sent me home(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;drew a mini cheryl(:&lt;br /&gt;vivian didn' get bluetack. so i just perched her on the chair. but then vivian took her out and threw her onto the floor. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: what does tampon mean? its on the window on that shop.&lt;br /&gt;nadia: MADAME DESILVA, DEBORAH WANTS TO KNOW WHAT A TAMPON IS.&lt;br /&gt;class: AHAHH (HUH?) AHAHHA (WHAT?)&lt;br /&gt;me:NONONONONO! i was talking about the words on the window of the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out it meant stamps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday&lt;/strong&gt;(: today. the first one hour was for the talks and stuff then had the concert. sorta squeezed the first few parts of the concert. went to behind the pillar around the middle. went to the koi pond with emem in the end. we were with naomi, amanda, wanran, mayo, clara, yanhan... thats all i think. and we were belting out the nicenice CHEERS AND SINGAPORE SONGS~! (: yay! so fun! so enthu! we screamed the songs out(: and we were swaying and we were jumping... and hopping! and laughing! and joking! and falling! and yeah. thats about all. (: went to kfc with mayo): eda not here today): but we didn't study. ended up calling ben. yeah. rebonded leg hair. nuggets. random. freaky guys who smile to themselves in empty buses. thedoobieeye;itrocks. more stuff yeaps. then went home. reached about... 155. slept from 2 til eightthirty. yeap. woke up to the opening ceremony of beijing olympics. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY OLYMPICS DAY&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-7815655456856415111?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7815655456856415111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=7815655456856415111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7815655456856415111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7815655456856415111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/08/took-amc-on-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-4377631911069483741</id><published>2008-07-30T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:50:31.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on monday had teachers ihg for shooting(: saw all the teachers shoot... oooh~ and then mr lau right. he just stood there and shot for like half the time we were there... so richard was in the lead... he shot dunno how many cards lah.... mm rozannah and mr lim er yang also shot... oooh~ and the male teachers cock the gun damn pro... no need chair one. oh. mr ong... or whatever his name is... the basketball teacher... he changed into singlet and shorts cos the seniors told him that it would be combat style... he even stretched! ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i washed my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday... had french... but before that, mayo eda and crystal go and freak me out with those stories lah.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i washed my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had training! so fun! we all switched guns so pistolers did rifle and riflers did pistol... but there was only one pistol so they were all crowding around lah... OH. they tried on the top part of the suit. reesa was like... "i want to sit" and she bends her knees. then she stays hovering above the floor... and then i push her down... she wobbles, and then her entire body just springs back. and she only JUST manages to keep her head from banging onto the ground. AHAHAH. they say they are willing to roll down the amphi. (: jiao lian was some national shooter... he said he slept in his suit when his jiao lian was like... watching them from behind. so stiff. lols. mr chong cannot shoot lah. he was like "i am pro" and then he shot. and there was this "PIANG" -.- he hit metal(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you mini. dun tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-4377631911069483741?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/4377631911069483741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=4377631911069483741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4377631911069483741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4377631911069483741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-monday-had-teachers-ihg-for-shooting.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-5501200386630568258</id><published>2008-07-27T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:44:18.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TAG REPLIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{denise} yeap (: IHG soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheese} HI cheese! yeah! duck voiced ri guys! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{hengyeng}HI! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{emem} it is fun onl cos me and amanda are there can. chem is... argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{qinrong} -.- that was so UNmeaningful... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{benjamin}have you been like... reading my blog without tagging last time? that's really freaky... 4.0 for french. grrrr. thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{nadia} yeap! (: tag more(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{christina} hellos (: i assume you are the judo one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} huh? no wad... what trips into three chairs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-5501200386630568258?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5501200386630568258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=5501200386630568258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5501200386630568258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5501200386630568258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/07/tag-replies-denise-yeap-ihg-soon-cheese.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-7555271087713491142</id><published>2008-07-27T19:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:37:28.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for math on sat without mayo and wanqi... ): sniff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to ziyi's house... and then to amanda's church! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom sent sophia and i there. from hougang station (: omg. i LOVE her church! AHAHAA. so FUN!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... sophia and i enter the church and i become all jumpy (oooh~ changed my contact to doobie &lt;3 my dearest cos i saw amanda had a &lt;3) and then we heard this loud loud music coming from the room... so then we take a tentative step towards the room... when suddenly, people start walking towards us... so i jump and we run to the toilet and hide ourselves in the same cubicle. AHAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. came out of the cubicle and found amanda (: so then listened to the sermon... FUNNY. FFFF fun fun fun... funeral funeral funeral...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had cell?... got introduced... uhm... ben is damn gay can. scream so high pitched for what. -.-so then... they talked about some camp and overnight prayer while sophia and i did the little man walking up and down our legs... and sometimes amanda's shoulder (me) caught ben, chloe and melissa staring at us. its fun kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then couldn't go for dinner with them cos like... my mom wanted to pick me up at 830 so ben, kelly, wei hern, amanda and sophia waited for my mom to come (: thanks again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sea... see... geddit? AHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had chinese tuition with amanda again. found out 1/2 of the guys names. so amanda owes me ten dollars (: oooh~ when yong shen walked in, amanda and i were like "hwa chong! what's your name!" and he turns to us, mumbles something, and trips over like three chairs... and the entire class is staring at us cos like... you know... chelsea's voice is very loud. oops. i meant amanda. so embarrassing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the acs guy is damn mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot of late work due tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-7555271087713491142?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7555271087713491142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=7555271087713491142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7555271087713491142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7555271087713491142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/07/went-for-math-on-sat-without-mayo-and.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-6866119681030500266</id><published>2008-07-25T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T22:59:03.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thurs- presented lit skit. i think half the class was sleeping while we were doing it... :o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINDA GORDON JUST GOT TRAPPED BY HER BROTHER!!!! IN THAT CORRIDOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... said my first sentence in philo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE WANTS TO ENTER THE CHURCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, had some vsa meeting... that was a total waste of time -.- basically just saw the guides in 109 and 110 braid their hair... -.- grr. mayo....reached home around... 2+? slept 3-1010 (: nice number (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-6866119681030500266?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/6866119681030500266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=6866119681030500266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/6866119681030500266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/6866119681030500266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/07/thurs-presented-lit-skit.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-7570846054011266387</id><published>2008-07-23T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T01:03:48.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had QP on sat. lol. the last soluion was crap. the teachers would make the students stay back really late and give them more homework so as to prevent them from having time to play. after that went to aunt's house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday tuition was really funn (: kope from amanda's blog with minor alteration (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda told me she would be late... so then i called and told her class started ten mintes ago and everyone was already there... with a pissed teacher... and she believed me! (: but then she found out that i was lying in the end ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i hung up, denise asked what her name was... and i told her that amanda's real nae was chelsea and her nicknam was amanda! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then, in the middle of class,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;denise: so is your name amanda or chelsea??&lt;br /&gt;amanda: what the hell! who's chelsea?&lt;br /&gt;doob: AHAHAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;denise: deborah said your nickname's amanda and your name's really chelsea&lt;br /&gt;amanda: -turns to face deborah- CHELSEA??!!??&lt;br /&gt;doob: dont be like that lah chelsea!! AHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now everyone in class thinks that amanda is  chelsea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, all the guys were answering all the questions&lt;br /&gt;and denise for the girls with fiona helping out&lt;br /&gt;amanda and i just talked about school work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*me tying my hair in pleats*&lt;br /&gt;*teacher stands in front of me and raises one eyebrow*&lt;br /&gt;amanda: hahahahhahaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;*i stare at amanda and holds up her pleat excitedly*&lt;br /&gt;amanda: AHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;*i look in front*&lt;br /&gt;*both me and teacher stares at each other curiously*&lt;br /&gt;... WE SO DID NOT. we just looked at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nearing the end of the lesson,&lt;br /&gt;*amanda looking for a phone wallpaper*&lt;br /&gt;*i cough really loudly*&lt;br /&gt;*amanda continues looking for a wallpaper*&lt;br /&gt;then, amanda finally finds one nice one and says "NAH~"&lt;br /&gt;suddenly teacher's voice is heard right in front of my table&lt;br /&gt;teacher: (in chinese)very nice (: looking at pictures of you and deborah's boyfriends?&lt;br /&gt;me: (in chinese) we share the same boyfriend!!!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday had racial harmony day celebrations. class dance got 2nd. went around with eda and mayo and crystal... then had to cancel fps lunch cos had training...  it was fun (: totally bonding... even though there were only half the sec 1s there.  didn't shoot cosll the guns were at safra... ): but jiaolian didn't let us off... after training went to kfc with mayo... then went to macs for dessert! (: yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday and i fell down the stairs ):  on my butt. so pain. grr. or was it on monday?... had ice cream with mayo and hanjun. yum. french was boring lah... but still okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had our first official VSA meeting (: yay! but not many people came, actually...  so like... if they really dun come at all... they won't get status... no prob....went to library to vote and to order library pics... sigh. i wish i came for the shooting picture ): training after that... awa and i went again... (: we are such good students (: and then... jiaolian had like a half an hour talk with us... felt like a SEC TWO! (: so funny... kept on laughing... did you know awa is from CHINA?! how could he tell! i didn't know! so embarassing! i thought she wasn't then i kept on shaking my head when he asked ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG REPLIES &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{jiana} i DID promise, you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{mayo} YES WASTE MONEY. NO. NOT WORTH IT. YES, YOU FINALLY ARE... UHH... YEAH. WHO ARE YOU TO TALK...  no idea who leh... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} I SO DID NOT GET DAOED. he replied kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{caitlin} CAITLIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{VG} yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{qinrong}aiyerr... tag more! and tag meaningful ones can... like cheese said (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheese} HI CHEESE. YEAH I DID. YOUTAG MORE ON MINE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{emem} did i tag once before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{clara} BELINDA TAKES BAHASA. AHAHAHA. you'll get your letter soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-7570846054011266387?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7570846054011266387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=7570846054011266387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7570846054011266387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7570846054011266387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/07/had-qp-on-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-3949384244287036678</id><published>2008-07-18T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:52:55.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;yesterday went to toapayoh hub... at ichiban sushi with alethea... we had to go without drinks ): then went to braddell, laura's house... met kelly there. did our fps. it was VERY productive kay. (: we had three backup solutions... they were our last hope if we really can't think of any. (: our underlying problem was improving services (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backup solution 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;we, the surgeons, will let religious patients adhere to their beliefs... as in like... you know... if they wanna wear a scarf to cover their hair and it doesn't interfere with the operation, we'll let them keep it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backup solution 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;we, the hospital board of government, will give each patient who does an operation a bowl of rice. we will buy the whole paddy field and then supply them with fresh rice. we will also sell rice to Bali. cos they would want to support our hospital. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backup solution 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;we will provide shuttle buses and airplane tickets for people who do not have transport to get to the hospital by themselves or do not have enough money left over after the operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool right! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and our criteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which solution is the banana-est so as to improve services....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which soluton is the doggest so as to improve services...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which solution is the ballest/bounciest ..... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're going to do just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to mayo for like... 2h 45mins. she's making me waste money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, went to rgp with mayo and alethea. yay! so funn! saw all the teachers... helped mdm loe re-number the math mocks that we renumbered last year but like... it wasn't too neat... so she made us redo it -.-" but we got energy bars! so that's good! then... ate fried rice! two bowls each! (: and alethea had to leave early around 1... after she left mayo and i remembered mr teo... so we made an appointment with him~ (: and bothered him for like... ten minutes... he shifted to the second level already. (: and then mr seah came with curry chicken (: oooh~ we sat in some lessons... and cos today there were some foreign visitors, we had this whole row at the back of the class all for us! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 230, we left for gelato... shared.. fries, a canned drink(coke zero) and a float (: yumyum. did our VSA thing there for half an hour (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and found out that my sister is joining dance mania... finals on TEACHER'S DAY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} its another one lah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{emem} yes. it is a cool blister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{minchh} (: -.- cheese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{char} you too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): that looks so pathetic. tag more ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-3949384244287036678?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/3949384244287036678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=3949384244287036678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3949384244287036678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3949384244287036678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/07/yesterday-went-to-toapayoh-hub.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-7444278150897050317</id><published>2008-07-16T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:36:40.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay... 10th july. chilli day. chilli everywhere. ergha. lols. no more white jacket. went to acsb with alethea and mayo. sat with mayo christina amanda... it was so fun.(: sasa hit the mike stand in the middle of the song(: bianbian looked so... tiny! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11thjuly... went home early i think... and slept. (: yay me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12thjuly... had the math test... then tried to go for second shift for balloons but then they cancelled it... so then mayo and i sorta walked around... but adeline gave us the idea... we could have organiser status AND cip hours if we organised the thing in school! discussed about the vsa on the way home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13thjuly... first tuition session with amanda... i was translating the entire lesson for amanda... who was like "huh?" the entire lesson... (: she got dao-ed by the ri guy. AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14thjuly... met mayo and eda and...hmm in school around 9... at the d&amp;amp;t lab... (: bonded&lt;3 went to far east for lunch and met alethea there... walked back together with her to plant grass (: i got one blister. it was the size of a pea. but it was a blister nontheless(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15thjuly... stayed at home and tried to do homework... -.- nothing much completed. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16thjuly... woke up at 730... reached bishan at 750... much earlier than alethea... who made me wake up. so freakin early. sigh. went to watch gym... missed elaine by abit D: and then went for lunch at food junction, saw roti prata... but missed it. ARGH. i want rotiprata): went for judo after that... saw justin -.- psp games... lols. raffles got second... you know... the entire stadium was packed with hwa chong people?! and then like... raffles only got one small box. and nanyang got this whole block... so raffles people were spilling onto the floor... ):  talking about duck-voiced, chao shuai ri guys (: yeah right. slept today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG REPLIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{DAWNE} hi (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{CLARA} yay! you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{CHEESE} cos no one tags ): i haven't done lit either ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{QINRONG} (: yay! (: tag more kay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{MINCHIH} i'm so sorry... i haven't been a vey good regular tagger ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{AMANDA} you are being daoed by an ri guy. (: damn funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-7444278150897050317?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7444278150897050317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=7444278150897050317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7444278150897050317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7444278150897050317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-7070410253591941863</id><published>2008-07-09T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T15:06:03.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG REPLIES</title><content type='html'>oooh~first time i used title:  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} hi (: bonding time tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{eda} hi (: where's my link eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{charlene} hi! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{denise} haven't you said that already? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheese} then come along lah! when are you free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{qinrong} yeap! (: did you like my tie joke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{sasa} thanks? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{emem} it was damn funny lah. you were like... slithering like a snake! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} your sister fixed the phone. never forget that. (: what is TorD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{wanqi} eh... cos you are a sucky mathskateer :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{jocie} jocie! invite! and reply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} posted (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{roanna} write more can... (: lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-7070410253591941863?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7070410253591941863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=7070410253591941863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7070410253591941863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7070410253591941863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/07/tag-replies.html' title='TAG REPLIES'/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-7685595273162006485</id><published>2008-07-09T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T15:00:16.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for hearts on saturday with mayo and alethea. raised about 20 dollars in the first hour and then nothing for the next 2 hours. then chionged the last three? hours and finally colelcted a grand total of... 140!!! yay! proness! then alethea went to my house we bathed and then my mom fetched us to cheryl's house where wanqi was waiting. emem came then we watched wizards of waverly place and hannah montana thn left foj8 to meet huifen and shimei. atedinner. guitare concert after that. it was good. (: sat at the camera with CJ and played with the coloured spotlights! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youth day on monday. slacked at home. nothing better to do. smsed people... and some of them were weird. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday went to j8 with mayo and alethea and crystal. bought bubble tea and tako pachi. mayo was convinced to try tako pachi again cos the only reason she didn't like it the last time was cos hers became soggy.then we ate at j8 and bought breadtalk and walked to moelc. we timed ourselves. we'regoing to walk the other way tmrw to see which one is faster (: we very bo liao one. started wailing to anyone who would listen about not getting shooting shirt. but my wonderful seniors got through and i get one! i think. got into the same carriage as m.h.t again. and left her there alone. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had sl discussion today. it was actually productive! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh~ yesterday, talked to mayo for exactly two hours and five minutes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;borrowed poetry books today. i am a good girl. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-7685595273162006485?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7685595273162006485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=7685595273162006485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7685595273162006485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7685595273162006485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/07/went-for-hearts-on-saturday-with-mayo.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-8657722011379893211</id><published>2008-07-04T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:35:22.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't find a short song for my poem anthology. i mean like... all the nice songs are 40++ lines over ): haiz.... ARGHHHHH so stressful.... grr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm... today was... oooh~ PE! saw mayo practicing her gym routine. lol... we made good progress with our own routine! we all flopped around! (: AHAHAH. and then like... float? lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese was interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, was supposed to work on poem anthology with yiming but she had malay so just sat in 110 with amanda mayo christina sasa claire crystal roanna and a few random 110 people. (: lols. SO FUNN! ahhh. obama's face was on reader's digest's cover page... heehee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brocolli forests. blooming brocollies. censored! (: AHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then choir people left. judo ppl left. so mayo and i walked to far east and crystal stayed in school and waited for third lang bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeyer. yesterday didn't go j8 before third lang -.- sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-8657722011379893211?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/8657722011379893211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=8657722011379893211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8657722011379893211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8657722011379893211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-cant-find-short-song-for-my-poem.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-3552880573627184972</id><published>2008-07-03T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:56:33.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHAHAHAHA. c div rifle yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeyer. felicia got four tickets... then alethea and i have guitar tickets... -.- so WE HAVE TO ARGH MISS AN OUTING WITH FELICIA. ARGH. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french was fun? awa started playing with suzanne's mealworms. -.- (: they were so... hehe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did you eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;je ne manges pas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno what to do...oooh~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think c**** ppl are scary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-3552880573627184972?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/3552880573627184972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=3552880573627184972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3552880573627184972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3552880573627184972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-9203650575755488895</id><published>2008-07-01T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:33:11.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YEAH. today, charmaine remembered the weird poem that she, emem and i create during math in term 1... damn cool. but then she did the picture way and my poem was poofed ): but still! (: i totally forgot about it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{churen} I LIKE MY SHEEP :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{stef} hii! (:  you forgot? ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{char} uhm... if you count like... once every five days regularly sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{eunice} yeapyeaps! (: as promised! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda}-.- you said okay to it! ): LIBOOD. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cra} hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{hengyeng} your fluff thing keeps beating mine in races ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda}(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-9203650575755488895?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/9203650575755488895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=9203650575755488895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/9203650575755488895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/9203650575755488895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-6012317626287632779</id><published>2008-07-01T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:41:57.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH MY I MISS MY PISTOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;): i want trainings back ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sophia and i were reminiscing rgp days. so much fun. the windows. zls's oral practices. the non-stop laughing. oh my AHHHHH. wait wait! excerpt from old blog! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;sasa, mae, emeline and me went down for lunch together cos the rest were...&lt;br /&gt;still looking at the pictures, i think. and then, when i turn to emeline to talk&lt;br /&gt;to her, she suddenly like... lies on her tummy and slides down the stairs... and&lt;br /&gt;i know i should be asking if she's okay, but i just can't stop laughing. it was&lt;br /&gt;hilarious. so we stand there for awhile... me and mae can't stop laughing, you&lt;br /&gt;see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after lunch, we meet soap and amanda and i tell them about emeline's...&lt;br /&gt;sliding. and then, when i told them that she slid down the rest of the flight,&lt;br /&gt;emeline intervenes and says that it was only three steps... and so we all laugh.&lt;br /&gt;and then mae and sasa come. and we all laugh again cos they heard and they were&lt;br /&gt;still laughing. after we stop, there is this sudden loud laugh and so we all&lt;br /&gt;burst out in laughter. after we stopped, we sorta stare at each other, and we&lt;br /&gt;laugh again... when we finally stop, sasa says," why don't we just laugh again "&lt;br /&gt;and we all stare at her, and guess what we do? we laugh. after awhile, cheese&lt;br /&gt;comes along and says something about felicia pointing at a peice of paper on the&lt;br /&gt;floor and she starts laughing about it... and no one gets it. so we're like&lt;br /&gt;stare at each other... stare and cheese... stare at each other... and we start&lt;br /&gt;laughing and laughing. not because we get it. because we find that cheese&lt;br /&gt;laughing about something that she thinks we should understand but we don't quite&lt;br /&gt;funny... when everyone stops, i am still giggling like mad.. i try to quench it,&lt;br /&gt;i do! but i just can't. so, we're all laughing again.... after that, amanda says&lt;br /&gt;that she can't laugh anymore... when sophia reminds her of this basketball&lt;br /&gt;one-on-one game that they played last time... and they laugh.. really hard. the&lt;br /&gt;rest of us are like... huh? so they explain and we all laugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;OH MY AMANDA AND I ARE LAUGHING LIKE CRAZY. AHAHAHHAA. you should've been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. had malay yesterday... (:  fun? katu chikgu? simon says?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went toj8 ith mayo crystal and alethea. had bubble tea and tori q and that korean shop (: nicee (: took mrt with mayo and alethea... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyer. can't remember any funny thing today :O argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. class tee discussion finished today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-6012317626287632779?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/6012317626287632779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=6012317626287632779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/6012317626287632779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/6012317626287632779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-my-i-miss-my-pistol-i-want-trainings.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-2318298069804676015</id><published>2008-06-28T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:20:57.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oooh~ i forgot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end, when we(alethea crystal and me) handed up the box and board, they wanted to take our picture... and she said, after seeing our unwilling faces, you guys can like hide if you want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i raised the board, and all three heads disappeared behind it... and then she said "not your whole face!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we popped up half a face... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so funny!! AHAHAHAHAAHAHAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound crazy, laughing like that... i blame siyun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-2318298069804676015?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/2318298069804676015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=2318298069804676015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2318298069804676015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2318298069804676015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/06/oooh-i-forgot-at-end-when-wealethea.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-564932464566653664</id><published>2008-06-28T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:11:15.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tag replies (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{alethea} hellos (: today was funn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{chihmin} and i am yours! (: get a bigger screen :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} LIBUUUUUUUDDDDDD. phototaking was funn (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{roanna} yeaps! (: he allergic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{charlene} hii (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{chihmin} grrr. are you going for choir?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-564932464566653664?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/564932464566653664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=564932464566653664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/564932464566653664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/564932464566653664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/06/tag-replies-alethea-hellos-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-862593219600980860</id><published>2008-06-28T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:06:43.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooh~ on thursday went j8 with mayo and alethea. mayo says she dun like tako pachi ): haiz. french sucked. i can't concentrate anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, went to j8 with amanda christina and roanna... and then we were like... persuading roanna to eat her food... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you know how many people are starving?&lt;br /&gt;in afganistan!&lt;br /&gt;in africa!&lt;br /&gt;in pakistan!&lt;br /&gt;in india!&lt;br /&gt;in singapore!&lt;br /&gt;in malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;in *mumble* stan! (this was me. i know. shh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I'LL EAT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: totally funny. and then after we left KFC, (I STILL DUN GET WHY YOU COULDN'T FOLLOW ME TO MINITOONS TO GET SWEETS! YOU... YOU...) and then as we were approaching the mrt station, there's this person... and then she said something like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hi,i'm helping this organisation that helps delinquents *point to bottom half of clip board* that take drugs,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we said something like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;but... we don't take drugs!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;aiya! i know lah! i'm not saying you! and go to girls homes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;but... we are good students! we go to school&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i know! argh! i'm collecting-- how old are you arh?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sec one--NONO! WE MEAN sec 4!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; *she bends down to roanna's height* yeah yeah. very tall sec 4s.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OII. its just her!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*roanna pulls her IC*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;so you're 21?!&lt;br /&gt;but you're so sh--*i turn away and start laughing and amanda completes my sentence* SHORT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all burst out laughing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;AIYO. donate lah... i know i can't ask you all for ten dollars each cos then your parents would kill me... but like... 2.50 each to make one ten dollars lah!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;can we have like... four names? and four signatures?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;uhm... but don't you think 2.50 looks a bit pathetic when its alone?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;nono! i mean like... one line, four names and four signatures...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;caan...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and amanda writes our names, and then she signed, and held it upside down for me... so i just did this squirly thing... and the person said "why this one sign upside down one arh?" whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so funny... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today right, at the start, this one guy... this really tall guy, went "NO!" in this really whiny and high pitched voice and his hand was like... *flick* AHAHAA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we chased this catholic guy for five minutes before giving up on him. alethea's idea. obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. wanna do it again next week&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-862593219600980860?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/862593219600980860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=862593219600980860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/862593219600980860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/862593219600980860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/06/ooh-on-thursday-went-j8-with-mayo-and.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-3881193658675175860</id><published>2008-06-28T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T20:47:12.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had the lovenotes thing today... supposed to meet mayo at 8.05 but then she was late... and i was on time... so like... i stood there. alone. at the mrt station. alone. all alone. for a whole ten minutes. alone. alone. without any mayo beside me. alone. and hungry... i bought old chang kee crab claw at toa payoh mrt station but then i couldn't eat it cos i was rushing to dhoby gaut to meet mayo, who was late, who made me wait alone. alone alone. anyways. she came... and we fetched alethea from star bucks. she doesn't know how to get to the second level of the mrt station! its like... take the escalator right in front of starbucks... but she took the one behind the bus stop... haiz (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached SMU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with alethea mayo crystal ningxin and eda at first... but then in the end, we broke up (sounds wrong... lol (: ) and so crystal alethea and i walked around orchard... then we went to park mall... and got alethea's dad's colleagues to donate (: and i got my dad to donate(: it was fun lah... but then singaporeans were damn dao... we would uncertainly walk towards them... and then they would like... run away... and then when people donated... they didn't want to like... write messages... cos they didnt know what to write (: so i told them that they could write jokes... and their response was always... "but would the kids understand?" and then crystal alethea and i would like.. laugh... and reassure them that &lt;i&gt;we&lt;/i&gt;, at least, would laugh... only one person wrote a joke though, and to her, &lt;3. it was a funny joke kay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What did the tie say to the hat?&lt;br /&gt;A: You go ahead and i'll hang around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was totally fun! but then... i think it would have been more fun if we did the balloon one... or the stone one... ): we went back to SMU at like... 120... cos we were tired... and then we sat there and waited, with a cold drink from mr bean, bandung soya bean with pearl (:, for mayo and her group... but then alethea had to leave... and so did i, so we left at around 235... and mayo still wasn't back -.- so we were alone. alone. all alone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, mayo, during morning assemblies, has been listening to the announcements with dates, and she would go... well.. for example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person on stage: go for the choir concert on the 10th july... blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;mayo: 10th july. 20th july. 30th july. 30 july. 30th july.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once, SHE FORGOT. AHAHAHAHAH. and i did it for her! (: it was fun! i now know why she does it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my attendance in term 2 is less than 75%! mrstay wants to see me! diedie! and ms siu isn't here to prove that i've her consent! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh~ the steward of gondor is back to normal! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember there was this period of time where i used to love LOTR. oh my. i remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-3881193658675175860?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/3881193658675175860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=3881193658675175860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3881193658675175860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3881193658675175860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/06/had-lovenotes-thing-today.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-3871496119393448693</id><published>2008-06-25T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:41:17.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my hundredth post! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been saving it... for half a month.... just cos i can't bear to use it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just not the blogging kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i wasn't really saving it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just seemed like a nice reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it shows that i am sentimental! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june hols was nice. went to china/hongkong/macau... missed the first two days of school... i dun think i missed much... except for philo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to choir concert with amanda and mayo and crystal! so funn! i think alethea is coming with us? but she bought the 15 dollar ticket. ah well. the journey will be fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. did i mention? I HAVE ONLY HAVE TO TRAIN ONE DAY A WEEK COS THE COMPETITION PEOPLE ARE GOING TO TRAIN EVERYDAY. HAHAHAHA. YAY. SO SLACKKKKKKKKKKK. so i can go home at 1.10 on wednesdays! OH MY GOSH SO EARLY MANXX.  but its only until about the end of july... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alethea and i are going to sign up for the heart thing... we get to help people, cip hours and walk around shopping centers. yay! we're going to sign up for the same slot as amanda... then persuade mayo and crystal to go too! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tako pachi tmrw... can't decide if i want like... ham and bacon... or squid... maybe i'll do what i did last time and switch one ball with amanda... so i got two squid and one hamandbacon ball. but then the prawn looks really good... but most people say its not nice... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonded with charlene today... cos laura wasn't here... and then we started decorating yingxin's campaign stickers cos cheryl was tired... or something. (: and then... my bubble treble cleff sucked... and made char laugh so hard. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday it was fun... cos... uhm... it was funny? oh yeah. saw crystal's fringe... mayo pointed it out... and i giggled. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was fun too! before schoool, mayo wanted to tell amanda and me something... privately... so then we walked around the corridor... but couldn't find a safe spot... so we sat in a triangle outside 109... it was so damn funny. and then... when a person walked pass, one of us would wave cos we knew them... and that person would look down and give a weird look... and just walk past... or laugh. then, this chinese teacher walked past, and looked down to say zao3 an1... oh my... we just burst out laughing... and we went for assembly... hung around with mayo before third lang. and then we bonded.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. EUNICE IS MY FAVOURITEST JUNIORR &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{eunice}yeap! and i dedicated the last line to you! as promised (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{roanna} thanks. but it wasn't hurt... cos i do my finger exercises! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{char} no he doesn't but i was waiting for some girl to appear and say like... I AM INDIANA JONES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{emeline} orh. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{mayo} HI MAYO. MINE IS SO NICER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{charlene} okay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{crystal} my links are all old and un-updated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} LIBOOOOOOOOOOD. ): why you never tag):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{crystal} JASON DOLLEY&lt;3  YOU GOT BOOKED FOR FRINGE *HORROR*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{mayo} but he's hot. and he's not that old! older than me. oh. i see your next tag... lol. yeah it was... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{felicia} it was the one who was squatting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheryl} there are more primary school math carnivals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheese} yeap! she is a flying prawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheryl} nope... not at that time... i just... wanted to stay away from everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{laura} you still haven't given them to me):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheese} -.- that was lame? BLOGGED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{mayo} i am now? you should know that! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} POSTED!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{VG} it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheryl} how'd you know i was back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheese} i am now... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} POSTED. AGAIN! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{shimei} I KNOW RIGHT. hmmm... not really dreepy wadd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{roanna} YEAP THEY ARE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOH~ this reminds me... after the journalist talk, i went to check if there was training with rheesa... and we saw roanna on the way down the amphi... and she asked where the talk was... we told her to run to the KSChee and then we saw clarrise. outside the shooting range. and i then she told me there was no training. so we went towards jblock and saw roanna again... she didn't go for the talk but then the teacher thought that she had been there the whole time but just forgot to take attendance... SO IT IS RECORDED THAT SHE WENT FOR THE TALK EVEN THOUGH SHE DIDN'T!!:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-3871496119393448693?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/3871496119393448693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=3871496119393448693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3871496119393448693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3871496119393448693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-my-hundredth-post-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-5353518818013537725</id><published>2008-06-04T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:08:14.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uhm... so like.... spent the last three days trying to clear my room. BUT THERES SO MUCH JUNK. LIKE. ARGH. and my shooting cards. i can't decide if i wanna laugh or cry. oh dear. haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then like... found out that it is actually possible to get a finger cramp! (: lols. must do my finger exercise. before my training. lols. reminds me of the nush math thing... like... in case during competitions i get a finger cramp... and drop the pistol... or can't pull the trigger (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIMMY LIN SO HOT. oh. uhm... felicia and cheryl agree~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYSTAL AGREES THAT JASONDOLLEY IS TOTALLY HOT IN MINUTEMEN. oh. AND CUTE WHEN HE'S PLAYING NEWT.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junior has a... PROBLEM. with a GUY. who is just a FRIEND. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched narnia today. was really cool. quite funny. even at the really... tensioned. times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{TAGREPLIES}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheryl} you totally should have gone ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{felicia} you are. and like... what makes you think that i even KNOW the diff between the two of them. to me, they're both... ZHENG SOMETHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{char}BUT I'M SURE THERE WAS AN "L" SOMEWHERE IN THE NAME :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{regina} (: i tagged. i think. or at least, i've been to your blog. yes. it is much cooler than the one where all the links link back to the blog. red. blakc... stuff... -.- lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{hazel} i'll do it next time kay? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheryl} and i've replied yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{vivian} yeah they do (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what? i'll do the quiz now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you like your present school? &lt;br /&gt;sure. why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who is the person you trust most? &lt;br /&gt;i'll tell you if you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you hate your friends sometimes? &lt;br /&gt;nope. irritated or annoyed at most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you afraid of death?&lt;br /&gt;i am afraid of the unknown. but there is heaven. so there. but i am scared of the pain before the death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after it rains? &lt;br /&gt;i want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;depends. between who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever broken someone's heart that he wants to commit suicide? &lt;br /&gt;eh...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you enjoy doing the most? &lt;br /&gt;a lot of things. crapping. shooting. getting it right. talking. i dunno.. should have a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What's your most spoken language? &lt;br /&gt;english. duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you cherish every friendship of yours? &lt;br /&gt;probably?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who would you probably spend the rest of your life with? &lt;br /&gt;i dunno. i'll tell you when i get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What do you think is the most important thing in your life? &lt;br /&gt;everything and nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who do you hope to be always there for you? &lt;br /&gt;those that i want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you find life meaningless? &lt;br /&gt;i don't think so...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's your hobby?&lt;br /&gt;ehh... a lot of things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your goal this year? &lt;br /&gt;i really have no idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who knows you most? &lt;br /&gt;i wish i knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the eight people... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eunice. the junior.&lt;br /&gt;crystal. the.... thinker...thatjasondolleyishot(: &lt;br /&gt;i have no idea... &lt;br /&gt;denise the seniore who think shooting is cooler than chess&lt;br /&gt;elaine the person who i owe many many outings. (:&lt;br /&gt;felicia the ztdhoohsfs. who i think i owe a quiz. i'll do it later.&lt;br /&gt;vivian whose theory of finger cramps has just been proven by me.&lt;br /&gt;justin... if he's online... just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;jocie the person whose letter i lost cos united square is so big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-5353518818013537725?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5353518818013537725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=5353518818013537725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5353518818013537725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5353518818013537725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/06/uhm.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-104377702454832015</id><published>2008-06-02T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T00:47:53.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGOSH. BLOGGER JUST DELETED THIS WHOLE LONG POST. OMG. I AM SO PISSED.  on friday. bonded with felicia weiyi vivian and a bit of suyun. (: that's all i have to say. oh. right. it was so fun. saw our old teachers. mrtan mrteo and mdmloe. mrs sia said she was going on an exchange program. and RI teacher is coming to teach us. blew flying kisses to felicia. laughed with felicia. typed something on my phone to felicia which made her laugh which made melvin think she was mad. watched felicia getting pelted with rubiks cubes. bought weiyi another iceblended. when i spilt hers. while trying to reach for ink pad. talked to vivian. shared ipod music with her. bonded. yeah. that is what the long long long long post that was deleted was about. oh. right. uhm... told lame jokes. with vivian while we were working together. mrs sia said that she'd ask if we could get the full cip hours. back ache from bending over.  vivian made me lose my balance so my chair almost just crashed. and i made the entire table shake so everyone stared at me. -.- that's all i think.oh. linmin raped me. zhengsomething acted like a frog while i was sitting in a circle with the dunman people. jingpei was antisocial. yeah. told felicia what i thought about people. walked around in circles. bonded some more. i can't remember anymore. argh. oooh. had macs breakfast again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-104377702454832015?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/104377702454832015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=104377702454832015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/104377702454832015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/104377702454832015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/06/omgosh.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-4595703558178171435</id><published>2008-06-02T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T00:39:51.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saturday... slept til 1. cos its the first saturday i can remember where i have nothing on. (: &lt;3 so like... just lazed about the whole day and ate spanish. i think. can't quite remember. oooh! watched indiana jones. lols. i feel dumb. i didn't realise that indiana jones was a guy til like... in the middle when he told professor ox that he "am(was) indi jones" -.- cos i usually think that girls names end with "a" and indiana sounds really girly. but then, the show was really good. but i still dun understand why that russian lady dissolved in the end. ): but the crystal skulls were so scarry. (: and today, went for piano. i think that my teacher's a bit pissed with me.  ): went to my aunt's house after that... played the piano... played games... ate dinner... went to my grandma's house... and yeah. that's about it. (: oooh watching that show on ch8 from 1030 to 1230 i think the liu lang and qi lang are hot. (: okay. tag replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheryl} yeah she is. okay. if you say so. your birthday card is half done (: felicia was disappointed when she found out that you were suppposed to go for the nush math thing but didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{VG} its over now. but it was so fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{CHIHMIN}i know (:byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{regina} what's your new blog again? i forgot. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{jocie}ITS NOT MY FAULT KAY. it was in my pocket... and like... i took out my wallet... so it dropped out ): and at least i replied that letter. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{char} isn't it daisol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{felicia} TOTALLY. BOND SOMEMORE. (: HE DOES ________ YOU. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheese} you know... she raped me... :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{eunice} OKAY DENISE. I WILL REMEMBER YOU ARE NOT DENISE, DENISE. (: JUNIORR. REMEMBER. HIT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{felicia} you are SOMEBODY. you are actually, A Flying Prawn. cos... like... fei1(fly) li4(one-&gt; yi2li4) xia1(prawn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{VG} your voice was so much better on the last day. it was so much funn (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{wanqi} you are so lost lah. at least i can act like i know what i'm doing. i know i'm second choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{laura} hellos. chicken wing, i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} told you already. some sat, i will come.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-4595703558178171435?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/4595703558178171435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=4595703558178171435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4595703558178171435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4595703558178171435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-7592766953105962550</id><published>2008-05-29T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:10:10.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday woke up at 1130... 12... around there... got ready and then took the mrt to plaza sing... reached about..1230 then weiyi called and said that her guides thing just finished. so then she was on her way... started smsing wanqi about being all alone... lols. ended up faraway from the topic in the end. walked around levels 4 and 5 trying to find artfriend that weiyi insisted that she had gone to before.... then gave up after awhile... and went to spotlight... told weiyi... and she finally remembered that artfriend was at taka. plazasing was the one with spotlight. -.- waste my time. then... couldn't really find anything useful for the nush thing... so then... went to...dora? dura? you know... that shop with the big red sign... everything at two bucks? yesh. that one. went there... found the rings for our calendar thingy. then weiyi came... told her all i found were the rings... and tiny origami paper that could replace our original idea of COLOURED PAPER. but really. the packaging was so damn cute. (: oooh~ we were supposed to buy whiteboard markers... but then.... neither of us could read japanese... so then we were stuck there... looking for bits of english words that we could try to guess from. we gave up in the end. but we found the coloured paper in times~ and markers too! cool orange markers, we bought. and weiyi is donating hers to the class. if i'm nice, i will too. but it is such a cool orange marker! ): anyways, ran down to macs cos it was so late already, and bought student meals... couldn't buy sweet talk... or the so called (by alethea) fake tako pachi ): ahh... then was tempte the entire way to clementi.... cos we couldn't eat on the train ): sadd by then... quite late... so then caleld vivian... to ask her where nush was exactly. she said clementi ave 1. but we didn't know where that was... so after the train ride, while i was stuffing myself with fries cos i missed breakfast, we couldn't find a bus to bring us to nush. talked about... something something... something... end up in geylang... something... laugh. then hailed a cab... which brought us straight to nus! (: yay! sisn't know where to go... but then we saw suyun's face peeking out the g.o. and then.... we went to eat lunch after getting mrs sia's permission. (: everything was soggy. ): but... haiz. after lunch went to set up. we did like... negative and nonnegative letters... for the signboard. and guess who i saw? FELICIA. YES. FELICIA FROM RGP.HAAHAHAHAH. DID OUR OOOH~ SIII~ THING AGAIN SO FUN. SAW LINMIN TOO(: yeah. then.... poked holes... and ate.. and talked.. and cut.. with... suyun weiyi charmaine and vivian... and mrs sia sat there talking. then... when we were done, mrs sia brought us to clementi mrt... no wait. it was dover. it was the cool one. with like... blue glass for walls. (: then... took to raffles place with suyun and weiyi... then to somerset with suyun... then toapayoh all alone.. .(: uhm... yeah. almost poked the papers for the calander but then found out that like... EVERY SINGLE PIECE was wonky. so i had to reprint the questions. weiyi's printer ran out of ink. yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today, woke up real early to go to nush. got macs along the way. sausage macgirdle. its nice okay. its like... sausage between two honey covered pancakes. YUM. yeah. had to cut and paste and poke then thread the 21 pieces of paper. cos we had this piece "NAPIER'S BONES" and another piece "THE END" and then 19 questions. (: then there was this holepuncher... and SOMEONE called from ACROSS THE HALL. to ask if we wanted it back. -.- then she WALKED OVER. to return it. lol. then there was this long speech and some short skit about this country person.. and something.. and then they came. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. kind of fun lah. a bit stressful at times.. but otherwise okay. oooh~ we get cip hours. so its all worth it. (: and vivian's voice was getting better at first, but then she switched with weiyi so she had to explain so much more. and it got worse. my voice is getting slightly scratched. so. yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun man. we all got like... 1.5 lunch sercing cos we had to split the food that was ordered for the people who weren't there. so damn fool. gave away my chicken wing... i mean... after you eat two chicken wing and a lot of rice and three fried wontons, you sort of just stare at the third one (the chicken wing, i mean) and wish it would disappear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met felicia's friends today... ooh~ (: well... i was dared to blow a kiss. but he never looked at me. so i did it! (: well... the first time i almost did it... but then... its like... there was this other guy standing in my line of view and just at the right time, he turned... so yeah. that wasn't counted. but it was really embarassing. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: oooh~ can't wait for tmrw (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-7592766953105962550?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/7592766953105962550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=7592766953105962550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7592766953105962550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/7592766953105962550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/05/yesterday-woke-up-at-1130.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-8161444347208408199</id><published>2008-05-27T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:03:09.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VOTE TAN YINGXIN FOR VICE CAPT COS SHE IS LIKE THE WINGX. HOT, SMART, POWERFUL AND SOMETIMES BIMB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(just to make it rhyme. cos i think that slogans sound better when they ryhme)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-8161444347208408199?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/8161444347208408199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=8161444347208408199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8161444347208408199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8161444347208408199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/05/vote-tan-yingxin-for-vice-capt-cos-she.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-622890322944169422</id><published>2008-05-27T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:59:03.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TAG REPLIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{regina} its my msn (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheryl} have you found out who it is yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{emeline}lols. we rock at remixing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} i know. i read your blog. i can't go this sat, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheese} sorry. i meant minitoons. :P oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{char} it blends in with the rest of the stickers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{regina} cool~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{yingx} i got the letter! (: have a nice holiday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{denise} omg. how'd you get my blog url...?! i mean... we just talked today! you are fast man... was it siyun's blog? i like my skin too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{laura} hi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-622890322944169422?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/622890322944169422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=622890322944169422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/622890322944169422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/622890322944169422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/05/tag-replies-regina-its-my-msn-cheryl.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-8172023892202707084</id><published>2008-05-27T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:54:20.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well. today, had SMO. reached school and found claire and jocie standing in the foyer... so then... we just sat on a bench... mayo came... and then zig zagged around... for so long... before reaching us. (: then huifen came and she reached us too! (: then we all went to the hall after awhile... (: and saw wanqi and cheryl goh and the rest... so mayo jocie and i went into (oooh i saw yingxin. and we said hi) the hall then we were trying to find where our seats were supposed to be... cos there wasn't any sign... and then... we were like "this girl is from 113!" so we walk a few rows back... and "oh no. that's my angel... she's sec 2!" and we walk... and walk... and walk(actually, it was less than 2 mins) and then realise its free seating. -.- yeah. and then... this girl sitting behins me was so irritating. she kept on rustling her papers SO DAMN LOUDLY. i mean... a soft rustle is fine... a few loud rustles accidentally is fine. but hers was so obviously on purpose... and she kept on rustling and rustling. oh. and tapping her feet too... so there i was trying to multiply some 5digit number by some other 7digit number... and then there is "taptaptap" so i stop... then it stops... so i continue.and it FREKIN CONTINUES. ohmygoodness. argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. went out with alethea and wanqi after SMO ( mayo father fetched her ): ) and we went to wisma atria... wanqi looks really lost around orchard (: and we ate at... din tai feng. wanqi didn't like the fried rice :0 i know! how can right! but alethea ate her rice for her. then walked around... tried to look for ice cream for me... but couldn't find any stores... so alethea left... and wanqi and i went to... well, we wanted to go to shaw house... but we ended up at tangs. don't ask how. we just did. but just as well. there was the taiwanese chicken for wanqi who was hungry cos she didn't really eat much aside from her porkchop(on the fried rice) and her mango pudding.  and we both got sweet talk. (: yum. so after that we DECIDED to go home. wanqi dragged me to j8 give a name... for lingying's birthday present... -.- so then i had to take mrt BACK to toa payoh... it rained the moment i stepped throught the lobby. (: lucky me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanqi made me feel really guilty, though. cos whenever i tried to guilt trip her, she would say sorry in this very sincere tone... and i felt bad... oooh~ i wanted to buy  sweets from minitoons but then wanqi was rushing me... so i didn't. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-8172023892202707084?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/8172023892202707084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=8172023892202707084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8172023892202707084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8172023892202707084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/05/well.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-8733404375142639826</id><published>2008-05-27T19:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:40:06.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>monday was first aid course. no slacking... its teacher to student 1:7... yeah. real hands on. get to kiss a mannequin (: oooh~ then there was this one part... the teacher told me that i had a cut thumb that was bleeding very badly... but hazel was supposed to diagnose that... so all i could say was "oohhh... so pain" over and over again... (: lols. there was practical. the guy was nice! (: he gave us the answers when vivian and i didn't know them... we would like... stare at him... then he would be like... "uhm... like... you know...' and then make the first few syllubuses of the word... he ended up giving us the whole word most of the time (: then... after that... the written test... didn't understand some words... ): and then after that was another practical. it was scary... the guy was like... "why do all of you like to go behind the victim? " and then i shuffled in front of vivian... "which side should you stand on?" i shuffle to the other side of vivian "your mom(vivian) wants to drink water." i stare at him in shock. "huh?" "you know... she's thirsty" "oh. uhm... you can't drink water... or, if you require an operation, you'll puke after it." vivan and i stare at the guy. he stares at us. "well... continue!" so then after more shuffling... i finished... and it was vivian's turn... she had a locked door in front of her... so i had to unlock it for her... in accordance to her instructions... funn (: then alethea and i had to rush off for fps. we were half an hour late already. ): but then ... ah well. we reached. they left. :o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-8733404375142639826?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/8733404375142639826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=8733404375142639826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8733404375142639826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8733404375142639826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/05/monday-was-first-aid-course.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-1631399860305990738</id><published>2008-05-27T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T19:18:23.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sunday was really slack. didn't go for anything... was sick... so then... just stayed at home. finally tried the mcgirdle(however you spell it) it was nice! like... pancakes with sausage(: yumyum... yeap... after that went out for lunch... some newly opened japanese restaurant. quite okay lah. oooh~ the koi at the front of the restaurant... could do somersaults! (: cool right! (: i know! the ones at suntec can too! when i sit at the window seat at tony romas, they always flip! (: so cool! omg. then... went home cos we were all sleepy. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-1631399860305990738?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/1631399860305990738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=1631399860305990738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/1631399860305990738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/1631399860305990738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunday-was-really-slack.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-2362010484696084855</id><published>2008-05-27T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T19:14:39.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on sat was open house... reached school at 830 supposed to tour the school with amanda... but i couldn't find her so i just talked to shze hui who was scaring off all the little kids... she was on duty as the person who gets people to sign in and gives them the waterbottles. (: and the goodie bag. (: then hazel came... so i went to look at the different booths with her... naturally, she wanted a redcross sticker but didn't dare ask for it. -.- but anyways... then i saw awa and clara came so hazel and clara went off to like... stare at their seniors or something... then i went to the physics, bio, chem and sap booths with awa. the sap booth had this place where you could draw a picture on a piece of halfplastichalfpaper thing... and then they put it in the oven and it shrinks! SO FUN! i made a red pistol &lt;3 cos i'm in tarbet. we're red hot~ then had mass cheering. at the amphi. the photographer made us laugh. then lunch followed by cheering in the hall. a few of us went to the area directly above the stage to watch cheerleadin and when the waddle cheerleaders lay down to wriggle, bianbian's sister saw us~ (: lols. then shooting booth. spent most of the time decorating with stephanie (: aileen came towards the end. then library booth, with amanda. slightly akward towards the end ): sorry. then... yeah... but the end of the day, i collected many stickers! (: yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-2362010484696084855?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/2362010484696084855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=2362010484696084855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2362010484696084855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2362010484696084855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-sat-was-open-house.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-2906511284902558345</id><published>2008-05-23T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:24:04.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tag replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{felicia} i like sheep... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{nadia}... uhm... but you top everything all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{chihmin} soon kay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{regina} i wanna tag on your blog! i saw that weird blog you have... where all the colours lead to the same page... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheese} who ask you be so guai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{clara} you can help me eat chocolate every sat~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} you can spam all you want...  (: cos i  am so nice, i let you spam a lot lor, see i am so nice. i rock more at haikus~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{emem} sure~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{vivian} i think my version is nicer. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} i might go for choir concert. order through emem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{blooberry}yay &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{jiana} hellos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{huilin} i know~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{samantha} hellos stephanie (: they eating lollipops... not spastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{evonne} SO CUTE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{isabel}... that is so spamming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{weiyi} hellos weiyi~ good. come often~ i will finish my orange next lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheese} i will post more often and write less in my posts (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheryl} i never said that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{weiyi} yeap. i'll remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{wanqi} SOON&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-2906511284902558345?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/2906511284902558345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=2906511284902558345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2906511284902558345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2906511284902558345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/05/tag-replies-felicia-i-like-sheep.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-1026754066319968629</id><published>2008-05-23T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:15:24.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday was first chem lesson. i thought the teacher was okay. then training. there was a new teacher that replaced miss siu. it was a philo teacher... no one trained much. the teacher spent the training making us slack and talking to the seniors -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was bonding for mayo and wanqi and i in math. we are the three MATHskateers. we signed a contract and made up an official rhyme and everything! then later was hypochondriac. it was damn funny. but it might have been a bit too mature for us. oooh~ before that, met cheryl mayo and crystal at bugis junction... supposed to meet at 5... but everyone was late. except me. so i stood at the mrt station... alone... for half an hour++ but then after that it was funn. went to cold storage with mayo cos we couldn't find the rest of them... and we bought SUSHI. yeapps then cheryl came... so we went to gramaphone... and cheryl went alookin' for her click5 cd... and mayo and i messed around... then crystal came so we went to look at tracks for their dance. yeah. then we decided to go eat... we were super hungry. saw emem.. (: then we went to eat... couldnt decide cos mayo didn't want to eat ANYTHING. so we just pulled her to some random stall (6th on the right! private joke~) and we ordered... lols. then alethea smsed she just went straight to the library after mayo pissed her off-.- so then we started walking towards the library only... we didn't know which way the library was. so then there was a map.. and i said it was that way but mayo swore it as the other way so we ran across the road cos the green man was flashing ( oooh~ another joke!) and then when we looked back, we could see the top of the library... but the red man was on... ): so then we ran the library. and like... cheryl walks really fast... faster than when mayo and crystal are jogging (: saw jocie and alethea. then saw wanqi. standing. outside the toilet. lols. okay. alethea got a new fringe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on sunday... had family gathering... grandma's birthday. emem was climbing some hill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on monday... vesak day... just slacked around the house... uhm... had interesting conversations with interesting people. (: found out loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then tuesday was our first dance lesson... chacha~ i was guy emem was girl... we had a special way of holding hands with only fingers cos it was really sweaty. yeah. and then after that was... well... lessons... and then french. (: oooh~ but before that was NEW ZEALAND ICE CREAM then at moelc... saw wee xuan... he didn't racognis me... but yea. he was &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; wee xuan. (: after lessons alethea started chasing taka again... so awa, yiming and i just walked slowly behind while aleteha went ahead... but she waited for us after the traffic light. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on wednesday... found out that 110's rhd dance (choreographed by mayo who has no sense of time) wasn't choreographed finished... so the just skipped around in a cricle when they played lollipop... and then from shimei, i heard that the skipped around in a circle then posed then continued skipping (: oooh~ shimei sat in laura's seat then cheryl sat in shimei's seat then emem sat in cheryl's seat. (: and then mrs sia gave us all the worksheets for both algebra files... and shimei was so stressed. (: then went to j8 for tako pachi. on the bus saw aileen and elaine... then seperated cos they were going to make their class tee... after that i tempted shimei to buy sweets at comic connections... where they were looking for miss ning and liu lao shi's presents. (: and then shimei and i bought sweets in the end... then we shopped around after cheryl huifen and qiuhui left for basketball... and then elaine suddenly just popped up... along with aileen... so then walked around with them... then aileen just went down the escalator while everyone stared... went to popular... looked at the bokos with shimei while charlene alethea and elaine started talking about SLs... then shimei bought a book and we went to the three of them and started talking about SLs too~ after that charlene and shimei went home ): so then alethea elaine and i just walked around j8... cos there were no seats in macs. then we saw the guys on tv... caught on camera... so then we went up, wanting to like... hit them on the head... but we didn't... and this 3 year old kid like... knocked over the poster... so we walked away... then this group of boys like ran in front of us and there was this BOOM like when that 3yr old kid knocked the poster down so we thought that the guys knocked another one down... and then this one boy stood there and then went "bree-ak! picha!" so we laughed and went away... in front of us was this RI guy... who hit his head when he heard them... and suddenly, he WAVED to his own reflection in the shop window! omg. we couldn't stop laughing... after that trailed these two dudes...who we couldn't decided were RI boys or not... they weren't, in the end. but we had fun.. after that went to macs sat down stole a drink from another table... then went home. lethea got a lift from elaine's dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thursday, ICT was fun. i made a dancing orange shimei and weiyi were amused with it. i think it is cute kay. no french... but there was MEP concert... alethea had her controle2...suyun went to j8 with her and left me all alone ): helped the term2 sls perparing for the crossing over thing... stole food... weiyi cannot open a can~ (: and her sausages looked nicer than hanjun's... vivian's nuggets, i think, were nicer...then... went to the library met awa... and then talked to her... then went to the foyer... and then weiyi came... talked for a few seconds and she ran off... CJ came and then ran off... so did grace from 209... and then charisse came and sat next to me. found out she was from rgps~ mr teo and miss phua taught her... and she loves rgp food! (: then she told me about the horrors of the canteen food. ): liyan minyee and sarah came out... so did xiaoting and siyun but then emem got let out from choir... so then i had to go... (: went to the MEP concert... and then ate dinner at starbucks... emem's mom paid first cos i had no money... (: and then... we walked back... after cracking VERY FUNNY jokes. chi1 he1 wan2 le4 and tu1 kou2 shui3(: rain was tamed after we left.. (: yay~ met sasa and bianbian and weiting and churen at 45 waterloo street... and then concert started. mr chang was sitting next to us... and i got emem and kimberly to do the ding dong bell thing... and then we couldn't remember if MEP concert was a support school activity... and then couldn't decide if we were allowed to cheer cos it wasn't like... very formal... but not inforal either... but anyways... churen was good... so was weiting... and leevoon... and all the others! the pipa and the erhu were super nice~ then went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh~ today last day of school... GPA wasn't too bad lah... comments weren't too bad... only miss chen's were slightly negative... but most people's i know were negative too so there. there was the cheering thing... then walked to the bus stop with nadia... spoke to yiming... then went home... after entering the gate, saw huijun... so i stopped and stared at her, waiting for her to tap her card to come in... but then she just stood there... and we stood there for like two minutes before i realised that she didn't have a a card so i ran to the gate and pressed the button~ apparently she just stands there and waits if like... no one opens the door for her-.- lols. slept from 1-930 today~ (: good sleep. like rgps days... oooh~ and i found out something look look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;hooting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;RGP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;istol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool right~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open house tmrw... i want the book marks): rheesa says i can train tmrw... then... like... hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i gae yingxin this slogan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOTE FOR TAN YINGXIN COS she is like the wingx. hot, smart, powerful and sometimes bimb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rhymes okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOTE TAN YINGXIN  FOR TARBET VICE CAPT. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-1026754066319968629?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/1026754066319968629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=1026754066319968629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/1026754066319968629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/1026754066319968629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/05/friday-was-first-chem-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-3783183285726650403</id><published>2008-05-15T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T23:37:36.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;uhm... went to school to clean up -.- i got CLASSROOM! (: yay! lazed about and let those really assertive people assert their way across classroom... (: talked to some people... BONDED. ah. well. after that tried to go to RGP but then we found out we aren't let in until after 1. or so mr seah said. we think that he just didn't want alethea to come disturb him ;) so we went to KAP. and bought flowers for my mom. they're still blooming. hid them behind the cupboard at first... and then brought them out on sunday. but neverminds that. after(apres) KAP we went to RGP cos miss lim told us that she would let us enter under her name... so we went there.. and took like forever to sign in at the guard house... and then another eternity to sign in at the general office. the place is like a prison. and when we went to the staff room our GEteachers actually chased us out! OMG right! and they have like... increased the font(&lt;- this is a conjrugasaion for faitre. (: ) and its like two big pieces of paper almost covering the whole glass door that said girls keep out... -.- yeah. after that alethea and i rushed back to KAP for FPS. laura and andrea were there already. kelly had to go home to look after her babe bro. yeah. so we did some work... i think alethea finished rephrasing six or seven problems. kudos to her... i spent the whole time thinking about food... and the toilet... (: yeah. and then i went home... and i think that's it. i can't quite remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;went for math(mathematiques) training. ate ice cream in like... 5 mins. with the help of clara. she loves chocolate! and she took HUGE  CHUNKS of my ice cream! yay her! like.... i finished faster than evangeline who was slowly making this mountain shape in the middle of her container... you know... my spoon broke... cos i couldn't find the wooden one... so i used the plastic one meant for youghurt. everyone started laughing. i know i have strong arms kay. so then minyan evangeline hazel clara wanqi jieying yiming shixuan and i think a lot more people trooped off to AVA rm for math training! (: mayo was late. :O spent the entire time crapping with clara and hazel and wanqi and a bit with minyan and jacjac. i threw them a letter. they stared. so did mr lim... whom i didn't notice was sitting like... one(un) seat away from jacjac... so scary. he stared... and we pretended to listen. (:so fun! after that alethea was supposed to come to my house but then she didn't have transport... so then i just stayed home alone... when i could have gone to my aunt's house... ): but then at four(quatre heures. used it in redaction) laura came... and we did fps! alethea had finished all the 16 probs. so we just used laura and her sister's rephrased-more-pro-sounding underlying problem for reference for our solutions. it was fun. we came up with... 11 solutions and did step four and five. keely did action plan at night. (: yay! oooh~ i think i saw justin... but he dao me leh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;started piano lessons again... :o omg. i feel so... argh. he made me sight read this weird classical piece that didn't really sound like anything when I played it. when he played it, it sounded so good... lols. had chinese(chinois) with denise... i think i saw natalie. not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;went out with amanda mayo crystal and alethea. watched "what happens in vegas" i was.... funny. but not the kind of jokes you would laugh at when with your family... you would all actually cringe... when with family... but we were with friends. so that was okay... amanda kept on HITTING ME everytime... most of the time she laughed... she told me later that she had to either clap or hit something whenever she laughs... -.- she chose to hit me. this sort of friend arh. so i guess alethea didn't go for the bowling thing in the end... she went for training after lunch... along with crstal.. ahh... well... had lunch at some japanese restaurant that took half an hour to serve our food... alethea and i played hp games. amanda just stoned... mayo and crystal went to the toilet for mayo to show crystal the dance. weird right. we thought so too. but then turns out crystal had to change (: lol. uhm... then after that went home and just like... moped about... and slept... and then i think i talked to amanda... not sure... ahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;slack day. no class at all. just sat around watching the RHD dancers dance. mayo and amanda say that our class dance is pro. apparently naomi is choreographing the 111 dance. i wanna see (: never took her for the dancing type. then... mayo is choreographing the 110 dance. lols. mayo dances better this year. its true. then sasa and bianbian are choreographing the hiphop part of 112 dance. their class damn bonded lah. most are dancing... only like... three or four not dancing... and they're all dancing different themes... was laughing at the ballet one with emem and amanda and christina and roanna. lols. andrea looked so lost... and then when amanda was being proposed to... andrea sorta just twirled around them... everyone burst out laughing.(uhm... this happened today... thursday) yeah.  and then after that was french. i told mrs anis my knee cracked... which is true. it did. so i couldn't do pft. then alethea promised to do pft on thurs cos she was in sports cca and she could obviously do all those sporty things. (: french was boring... crapped with awa. drew on my hand again. went to j8 before french and got take pachi. then reached moelc at like... 230? so went to the library to borrow books... i borrowed one  book meant for ages 7-10... lols. alethea borrowed one too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;oooh~ paper day! i got sucky(bof) marks. i have to mug. a lot. for eoy. otherwise... haiz. actually, i just need to mug. (: okay. then after school bonded with minchih throughout the day... cos we were sitting next to each other. then... after school went to fareast to buy oldchangkee and sweet talk. (: i emo-ed awhile at the back for awhile. then after that took 105 home with minchih. yeah. talked about our classes and people and stuff... contemplative stuff. yeah. (: then mugged a bit of french for about 15 mins. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY &lt;br /&gt;today. well. i went to 112 and watched them dance... (refer to tuesday) anyways then i watched churen and shasha dance... they were like... "make doobie go away!" ahhh. me hurt. haiz. am i that scary? had S&amp;D assessment. she said that i feel out of character at times... but i thought the skit laura and i did together was rather okay... it was very CONTEMPLATIVE and had ,and i quote, "many internal conflicts" you know... that's good cos her instructions were... gimme a short skit that has inner conflicts. something like that. oooh~ i mugged for french during the day... and then like... during reccess... i did my S&amp;D journal. thanks to vivan! (: love her. she lends me her S&amp;D journal all the time. (: finished it in time! and passed it up! yay! (: oh... uhm... missning came to our class... then... i was named... for the presentation thingy for physics booth... come on... i almost failed physics paper... like.,.. -.- haiz. then after school mugged french somemore. with yiming. found lanqiao in the library. omg i used to hate lanqiao cos i thought she was pms-y... like... she left me in front of the hall when i was p4... along with celeste... then we spent fifteen minutes trying to find the classroom... -.- yeah... well... i like her now? uhmmm found out that kay nin's name(might nt be right spelling) is actually kay nin and not kailyn... i've been calling her that all along... haiz. lanqiao found that real funny... haiz. then went for french... yeah. after controle, felt so carefree for about... twominutes. then we started discussing answers... haiz. haiz. haiz. well... then... went home... mayo and awa on the same mrt! yay! funN! where you stop? 41marks. remember? private joke! (: in the underpass, I SAW ISABEL. OMG MAN. LIKE. she was walking... i was walking... then i looked and thought she looked familiar... then she looked and then we both were like. "OHH." then we hugged... talked about stuff. lols. she's still short... even after "growing a lot". lols. ahh... yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. cheryl wants to be featured. so. remember the last post i had, i persudaded cheryl to go watch movie with us? yeah. well... cheryl called her mom in the... cannot say. i think it's illegal. but then... i saw mr ang... so i stopped him and asked if we HAD to have math training and he said yes. but then cheryl put down the phone and told me that her mom was really suspicious... cos she heard a boy's voice.. and she was like "where are you? why is there a boy's voice in the background?!" or something to that extent. damn funny lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh~... french controle today. french words are running through my head... i know that today, i replied someone with french conjrugasions when they asked me a question... lols. couldn't help myself. the words are still there, you know.. .thats why i had a few references to french in this post. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy~ shooting(le tir) tmrw! so long never shoot already. (: i am going to use xiaoting's gun ... shhh~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puis, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing really... tag replies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda}... i TOLD YOU THEY WERE THERE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{alethea} hellos (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{toot} i like it too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{VG} thank you! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{felicia} lols. had to find something that went with my url... i might change url soon... but these lollipop sheeps are cute! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{alethea} it is, isn't it. (: TAKO PACHO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{chihmin} lols. they are so cute! (: i will link soon lah... i thought i linked already leh.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheese} TAKO PACHO~ TAKO PACHO~ TAKO PACHO~ you know.. hazel says that it's actually tako yaki.. the balls, i mean... i think you mentioned that... macho nachos... hmmm ri right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{nadia} YES I DO! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{emeline} i like it too! (: yayness! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{regina} lols. i am a very vivid person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{clara} no they are not! they are eating lollipops... its your fault! you pressed the button twice! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheryl} sorry. now you are! (: this reminds me of alethea kissing her ice cream (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{char} of course you did! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} oooh~ that's what happens to me on your blog! (: high five mann!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{alethea}TAKOPACHI IS LOVE &lt;3 SUPER BONDING&lt;3 you accepted the name! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{felicia} it's you influence one lorh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{wanqi}i will link you when i relink my entire blog... or change my blogskin again.. sorrys wanqi... how about... by next tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{regina}i stil think regina is WEIRD DUN TELL HER ARH. yeah. emem and i feel included at your class table even though everyone stares at us... people ignore us when we go to our own class table ): uhm... i think aliens are cool? i will go to your classtable more often! (: i dun like painful groins too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda}yeah. nono~ got library! (: well.. we can do it anytime... she has that grey notebook wadd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{jie ying}hellos jieying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{rei}hi rei! (: i'll link you when i link everyone else. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{wanqi} soon... soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} POSTED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-3783183285726650403?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/3783183285726650403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=3783183285726650403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3783183285726650403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3783183285726650403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-8759793636135998488</id><published>2008-05-08T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:30:38.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goeog. it was okay lah. after geog went to kap with cheese amanda and alethea. was fun... we just sat there and &lt;s&gt;mugged for history&lt;/s&gt; played our handphone games... then we switched phones. and played some more. had my big breakfast (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MONDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history was... okay... as well... but then... the previous night, althea wanted me to help her send the geog notes that nadya so wonderfully posted on yahoo groups to qiuhui. but then... i accidentally closed the convo that had qiu hui's email... and then alethea wouldn't answer her phone... so then i sent those files to 168_qiuhui@hm, 168qiu_hui@hm, quihui168@hm, qiu_hui168@hm. then... i found out... that it was actually quihui95@hm... or something like that. :O i feel so bad. ): went out with mayo alethea and crystal... omg. you wouldn't believe what a good physics teacher mayo is... it is so UNLIKE her. she really understood what she was talking about... i guess that's what you get for having a physics teacher as your mom...but then... my dad uses physics in his biomechanics... and i still don't understand. so i guess mayo is just... smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics was... okay too. lols. they didn't have those scary kinematics questions. o.o but then... haiz. we'll find out when it comes out. never mind. so. afterwards, went out with amanda cheese and alethea. we first went to KAP and we stuffed ourselves with macdonald food... then sushi from coldstorage... then more macs. and then, we bused to j8 cos alethea and i had third lang. and then we bought sweet talk... well... alethea and i queued up for sweet talk, then amanda came towards us with this cup of blended youghurt. and we talked for awhile... and realised we couldn't find cheese... so amanda tried calling her... and we found her across the room from us... at TAKOPACHI's. omg. so amanda went to join her... and ten minutes later, alethea and i got our drinks and we went over to tako pachi. cheese was waiting for her cheese and ham balls to be cooked... so we just sat there and talked... then cheese got her ham and cheese balls... and started eating them... then we all tried some of it... and alethea and i each bought a box each -.- i finished mine! alethea didn't. WASTE FOOD. by this time, we're all really really really stuffed... so alethea and i decide to start walking to moelc and amanda and cheese went to the mrt. and then we tried the new way... i think it took less time cos we were speed walking. (: at night, we all agreed to call each other tmrw morning but then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didn't. ): so we didn't go out to bond... ): stayed at home to watch yuanlaiwobushuai. starring jjlin! (: quite nice lah.uhm... sis's friend came over... kept on staring at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today! we had math and then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MYA OVER LIAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. (: something about some kukup trip.. and then every single sec1 was on jblock lvl1 near the field there... listening to miss sally wong. uh-huh. so then persuaded cheryl to come with us to the movies. cheese. alethea. cheryl. me. plaza sing. went to watch speed racer. yes. i know. rain isn't hot. but the show was nice overall. (: very emotional.. and exciting... and... high tech. yeah. hopes and dreams... crushed. then restored. lives lost and never returned in the same way. blah blah. yeah. then we mrt-ed to j8. got my tako pacho! (: yes. pacho! (: it was really good. saw roanna on the mrt. she was really late! HAHAHAHA. shooting no more training! HAHAHA. lols. i found the money i lost for french class treaury. (: french mya is next week. i shall get an mc to skip napfa. (: haiz. and then amanda is telling me that my tagboard doesn't work ): haiz. wish me luck for french myas! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-8759793636135998488?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/8759793636135998488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=8759793636135998488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8759793636135998488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/8759793636135998488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/05/uhm.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-2269399012029333602</id><published>2008-05-06T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T22:07:53.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tag replies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i was forced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will lessen the impact of the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is to settle amanda's "tumultuous soul"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} i think, she has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{VG} i agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{laura} hello. no i haven't. thank you. you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cra} hola cara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{kisa} i dun think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} oh. okay. but. i am insignificant. so. like. even if i stopped. you would still see your tag. many many days ago. i agree big d is happier than small d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheese} no. it is making me fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{shzehui} (: reply soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda}they are cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-2269399012029333602?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/2269399012029333602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=2269399012029333602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2269399012029333602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2269399012029333602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/05/tag-replies.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-4851611911177226303</id><published>2008-05-06T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:47:20.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gritty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;unless i've forgotten then i'll just give a brief overview. lols. i sound like i'm going to start a powerpoint presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-4851611911177226303?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/4851611911177226303/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-5217670116540823808</id><published>2008-05-01T22:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T22:30:19.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tag replies! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda}yeap. me too. haiz. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{regina}... but they are so.. taxing. they like... suck out my brain juices. i can feel myself feeling less brain juicy with ever paper. ): but the early hours are cool! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda}yayness! (: love you too~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheryl}heyys crapps!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{janelle}hi. (: yes. i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{roanna}okay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda}UPDATED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{chih}yeapss. soon. when i update all my links (: i might link you as chih min. you never know. i accidentally saved your contact and chih min (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{mayo}BIMB. why not?):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda}i know! (: we are UPER DUPER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{jacjac}yes. but my links aren't updated. i saw you at shaw~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheese}-.- f7 LAME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-5217670116540823808?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5217670116540823808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=5217670116540823808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5217670116540823808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5217670116540823808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/05/tag-replies-yeap.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-6289161111226815171</id><published>2008-05-01T11:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T11:45:58.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>amanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at her house. she made me go to katong mall... i'll talk about that later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wants to say that she voted to go to KAP too yesterday but was outvoted along with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hehehe yes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-6289161111226815171?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/6289161111226815171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=6289161111226815171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/6289161111226815171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/6289161111226815171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/05/amanda-she-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-6823831570188609148</id><published>2008-04-30T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:55:04.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is mya period now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that Comptine d'un autre ete: L'apres-midi is a wonderful piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's has so much... feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chinese paper was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog is coming up on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really has a nice tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aesthetics yesterday was fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally did the drums! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was on time some more! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt totally dead today morning. totally dao-ed almost everyone. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese was okay lah. before the paper min chih, eda and ningxin(i think) we playing caterpillar... and doing cool handshakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to shaw center. macs. they had hashbrowns! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we picked roanna up on the track and shouted (it was actually only me :o) roanna! wanna come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way there, mayo was acting totally retarded. her beat boxing went "boom chick boom"... yes. pronounced that way. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we met the harry potter freaks (: lols. was totally fun. told them about awa topping up her ezlink and holding up the entire line cos she... nevermind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then &lt;s&gt;min chih&lt;/s&gt; chih min smsed and we were like... i'm in far east. so near yet so far! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they actually mugged for geog! i was sitting there playing games on my phone. lols. crystal mayo and amanda... roanna and awa left early. naomi and shasha left even earlier. (: i was only there for the food! ): i wanted sushi, actually. i was outvoted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. just had an 88 minute talk with amanda... discussing. stuff. lols. we're going to have a study group tmrw. and if we go to orchard, we'll have to sit next to the, according to mayo,and i quote, "cushioned seats" next to the toilets. fine. so maybe the "next to the toilet" part is mine. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll just sit on the floor... and mug... while the people pass us by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooH~ i remember! at macs, we suddenly heard the radio loud and clear so mayo amanda and i started singing "you're the reason for the teardrops on my guitar. the only *mumblemumble* on a wishing star. *mumblehummumblehum*" it was all very fun! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-6823831570188609148?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/6823831570188609148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=6823831570188609148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/6823831570188609148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/6823831570188609148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/04/so_30.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-5414690566554253451</id><published>2008-04-27T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:20:01.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am handwriting this post with my dad's wonderful laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up on the rock idea. I decided that I shan't care about what any one says about me as long as I'm being the real me. l know. l sound very... eh... mature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols. l like the way how the handwritten words disappear, only to be replaced by computer text the moment l press insert. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's so much easier to correct the mistakes :o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh~ today, I had many many interesting sms conversations about how See School life changes a person. ):  I miss primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, We had Math training. It was so fun!!! Mayo and I sat behind and threw notes at Wan Qi's head. Actually, it was one crushed up piece of paper. And we had this wonderful conversation about how she's in denial about feeling &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; way about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was totally hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, after awhile, we got bored so then mayo wrote a note, I folded it into a paper aeropause, and threw it to clara and hazel who were sitting across the room. :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then later they started throwing smaller paper aeroplanes made out of hazel's tiny paper... Mr Ang never noticed a single thing. or, if he did, he didn't show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l think that he's a very nice teacher. You know right, to go to the toilet, he makes us do this hand sign thing... he says that he thinks it's very embarrassing to voice your needs out loud in front of a whole class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYA period now. oh golly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's better sooner than later, isn't it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching last year's teacher's day performance and thought that it was very cool and very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-huh.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I going to sleep early today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cos kezia has been pestering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say that jiaolian wasn't there during training on tuesday :O  should have gone lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-5414690566554253451?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5414690566554253451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=5414690566554253451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5414690566554253451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5414690566554253451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-handwriting-this-post-with-my-dads.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-2326908809958912925</id><published>2008-04-26T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T17:33:10.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{so phia}-.- okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{jac} i agree. it's a very nice word. well jacjac. you can tutor me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{VG} yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} i do too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;3arron} ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{laura} but you never read them~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{regina} uhm... nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;3arron}&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;who's the one spamming my tagboard? whatever we crap about is always funny (:  yayness~ (: then we can not feel so bad about not understanding her. yes, you did. we agreed. you're talking to yourself and you think i need a life? (: jk. you know. sometimes when someone says no offence, you are still offended. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{toot} (: yay! you too! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-2326908809958912925?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/2326908809958912925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=2326908809958912925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2326908809958912925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2326908809958912925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-phia.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-5773394546478474818</id><published>2008-04-26T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T17:24:55.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after reading emem's tags i feel so totally sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go find a rock to crawl under until monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-5773394546478474818?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5773394546478474818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=5773394546478474818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5773394546478474818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5773394546478474818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-4042767447227421849</id><published>2008-04-24T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T23:18:01.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was an okay day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was another free day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during history mdm rozanah came dangerously close to my desk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think she noticed when i shoved all my chinese stuff under my table the moment the glanced at me. i tried to look like i'd been listening all along. which i had been. maybe half along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was math. and mrs sia pointed out that she stll doesn't know who the lethargic girl in RS is. at this point, minyan turns around and starts mouthing stuff to me. only... i didn't know she was talking to me... so i continued staring at her dumbly... and then when she suddenly stopped and stared, i turn behind and find out that cheryl vivian and hazel are all doing math. so then i point at myself and go "you talking to me?" minyan rolls her eyes and nods. apparently, i look lethargic in RS. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during reccess... emem and i crapped... about... uhm... can't remember... really... but it was funny. or at least... we laughed a lot. i remember THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during physics i listened cos miss ning was talking about light/measurements. and light/measurements, i understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english lit... hmm... we did rythm and personification... and stuff... then i started feeling sleepy... and when i get sleepy in a class, i sleep. and only stop feeling sleepy when it's reccess/lunch. yes. it's very very... can't get the word... hmph. anyways. i fell asleep on my table and then i suddenly jerk up cos i hear muffled whisperings in emem's voice. then i realise she's telling me not to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was GEOG. oh. and here, i'd like to thank amanda hsiung for lending me her geog notes which i think might help me scrape a pass in geog. for some reason, we didn't get some notes. geog was just crap. as in... not the lesson itself... in my perspective... cos people we talking about stuff and emem and i were exchanging our favourite "huh?" glances at each other. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was lunch. emem had gastricts. she had to pay extra cos she looked easy to bully when she bent over. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese. we had that three ke4 in one test thingy again. at the second last question, jacjac says: "I ALREADY HAVE FIVE MISTAKES I'M GOING TO DIE" or something like that. without the "i'm going to die" part... and less dramatic. emem and i exchange glances (again) she has 8 mistakes. i have 13-.- haiz. that's what you get when you study history in geog. chinese in history/geog/english. and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw. i will tutor emem. i sound pro! (: yayness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love richard(on emem's tagboard) (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna guess why? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-4042767447227421849?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/4042767447227421849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=4042767447227421849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4042767447227421849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4042767447227421849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-then_24.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-3468113040042780545</id><published>2008-04-23T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T20:58:01.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TAG REPLIES (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{'jac} jacjac. long word. (: quintessentially. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ELAINE} hellos. i'll sms you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{kisa} you owe me a letter.... or maybe not. *stare*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{yingx} you too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} yay! (: we rhyme (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{kisa} ooh~ me special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cra} as you wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;3arron} hellos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{VG} greetings. :s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-3468113040042780545?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/3468113040042780545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=3468113040042780545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3468113040042780545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3468113040042780545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/04/tag-replies-jac-jacjac.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-1340549087546238740</id><published>2008-04-23T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T20:45:46.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might understand physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you take away the graphs part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda is lending me her geog notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently her teacher prints notes for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will take the weekend to understand geog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe memorise history points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss May Tan did not point out the lethargic girl in RS today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we need to do a tripod stand for gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so does emem's apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics was a disappointment again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still didn't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't bother staying back for the CES block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i haven't understood her cos she keeps on stopping her explanations halfway cos some advanced students get it but the rest of us don't, i don't think this lesson will help much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss ning is nice and all but i think we have different learning styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we need examples. she thinks we need basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we kind of need examples to confirm our basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLE=nomination for term2 SLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the busstop after emem left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw min chih. and eda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw nadia. and kimberly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw mayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went with her and a few others... crystal... amanda... and a few more to far east plaza. to buy bubble tea. bought a lot of old chang kee. (: nice man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sophia promises to tag on my blog. we are on the phone now. along with amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tagged on emem's blog as richard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me laugh lots. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-1340549087546238740?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/1340549087546238740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=1340549087546238740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/1340549087546238740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/1340549087546238740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/04/yeah_23.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-4855610998240280843</id><published>2008-04-20T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:11:05.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad just taught me kinematic stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kinematics is used in biomechanics all the time. i can even show you a real life 3D graph if you want. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i look like i understand even 2dgraphs? haiz. i feel inferior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a change in timetable in week 6 for everything. guess that's what happens during MYAs eh? shooting change. timetable change. fps change. french change. ahh. but most of them are just for a few weeks. so it'll be over before i know it. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for badminton tmrw. its a support school activity! yay! but i'm missing geography and history... my two worst subjects... actually... geography will be my worst subject once i take the SA. :o at least i'm not missing physics. if i miss that THAT will be my worst subject. but i think... if i can understand chemistry... or bio... whichever i'm taking next semester, i'll do fine for overall. but if i DON'T. oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry it took so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} love you too dear. did i? when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cara} heyys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{VG} no you are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;3arron} ahh. yes. remember how they would just stare at us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{charmaine} hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheryl} ahh. but that is what YOU think. for all you know, underneath the cover of a construction company, you hide a.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAT IN A TONIC SHOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{wanqi} yeah. right. who's side are you on, anyways! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{amanda} you'd better not. ever. call me that. EVER. you hear? i love you a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{cheryl} yes. it is. it is really really horrible. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{emeline} could tell. uh-huh. cos i didn't update?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then. good luck badminton team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for physics and geog and history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone know the format of the geog and history papers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please please tell me ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-4855610998240280843?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/4855610998240280843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=4855610998240280843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4855610998240280843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/4855610998240280843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/04/hellos.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-3534697009996559262</id><published>2008-04-17T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T23:33:31.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>scratch that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not understand physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now everything is a jumbled mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single explanation i've read or heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is contradicting each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might be able to pass physics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-3534697009996559262?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/3534697009996559262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=3534697009996559262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3534697009996559262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/3534697009996559262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/04/scratch-that.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-1385963745146863618</id><published>2008-04-17T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T20:14:29.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people had 2.4 and they did brilliant! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for third lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun think i'm going to take 2.4 in the end... my knee feels really weak. its scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during PE we started gym. lols. mrs anis made us run about the room... and run... and then run around the room... there was a difference. after that we became rocks, trees, bridges and a curious girl. the girl had to go under the bridge. emem and i cheated we made the bridge super high for each other. but no one said we couldn't make the bridge high. so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during english we made poems... and ms chen passed them around randomly for everyone to guess whose it was. laura got emem's and it was so obvious. &lt;em&gt;i wonder why i am so much shorter than him. &lt;/em&gt;and cheryl guessed mine cos the sentence sounded &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;romantic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  i mean like... how romantic is&lt;em&gt; i see adults playing in the rain, throwing catupults.&lt;/em&gt; it was meant to rhyme with the sentence before. yeah. and so cheryl and i started passing notes about her dad and my dad and her tonic shop and her cat and dogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my english SA is tmrw. at 2.45 exactly and i will fail if i miss it. i am scared that miss ning won't let me leave early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madame desilva asked awa and i why we weren't doing pft with the rest of the sec1s and we stated our physical problems.... and later, awa said that we should have told her that we couldn't bear to miss french cos we love it so much. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i very stupidly signed up for math SMO twice. and then i signed up for badminton... BADMINTON. it takes up the WHOLE day! and its so close to midyears. i am stressing. o:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i think. i understand physics better after reading my physics textbook which i found under a stack of papers that suddenly just appeared... out of the blue... all of a sudden... on top of the book. and my dad explained how to connect angular momentum to kinematics. kind of interesting... but i am still sick of physics. its cos we have it ALMOST EVERY SINGLE DAY. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am off to feed my cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really have one. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-1385963745146863618?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/1385963745146863618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=1385963745146863618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/1385963745146863618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/1385963745146863618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/04/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-9221118934610316052</id><published>2008-04-15T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:48:35.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about those days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i haven't posted about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was basically sick the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed three days of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blecgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am insignificant. me sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laura; i know its a little late but thanks! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yingx; hellos. yupps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl; uhh... yeah. sure. cos shooting is super! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivian; yeah. i sound like you... as in... the voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl (again); yeah. good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda; love you too? i have okay! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3arron; no she doesn't! just like how cheese is closer to MEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siyun; hellos senior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda (again.); lols. (: love you too! (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheese: :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leevoon; okay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3arron; thats cos you're the only one who tags... duh. what about me? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'jac; what video?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl(yes. it is her again); thanks(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claire; why are you laughing at me, you traitor?! lols. whee~ how's ncc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda; yeaps thankyou (: love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3arron; ooooh. you care! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hazel; oh-hoho i am SO going to emo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-9221118934610316052?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/9221118934610316052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=9221118934610316052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/9221118934610316052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/9221118934610316052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/04/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-2083930317831075490</id><published>2008-04-07T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:59:21.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well. i am filing. at least... i am trying to file... my worksheets are everywhere. its scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three more weeks and then no more physics with miss ning. sadd :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm... yesterday had family dinner cos one cousin is leaving for NS and it was the other's birthday (yes, emem. poh wun and poh yih) it was fun. haven't had one since newyear. last time... when everyone was not so busy, we had family dinners everyweek. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had PE. netball. was totally scared. but then. my team won! :D thanks to wanqi and emem and charlene and me! :D i think it was mostly luck. except for wanqi and charlene... i mean... have you seen me and emem play? oooh. i scored one point and then another and then charlene scored another. and emem and wanqi kept on intercepting the ball! :D we make a brilliant team! i think... i will not fail PE after all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave laura her nicci teddy bear. she named it "ilovedoobiealotalotalot". yes. she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emem clara and i gave alethea a giant elmo... which has freaky eyes that, according to her, hurt when you knock it against your nose. lols. emem carried it to school. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun today in class. except that i was still sick. and it felt like stupid man were in my head drilling holes with giant sledgehammers. no. they are not usually used for drilling holes. yes. i know they use drills. and i couldn't hear. everyone sounded muffled... got through the day nodding and smiling... and answering vaguely.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during geog i sat next to emem... and then we realised that some people think that its cool to be sick or something... cos it was very fake. and we started giggling... actually... we giggle for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. i sound like a croaking duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emem owes me a letter and a email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hazel owes me a letter               OO  &lt;- i am staring at you, hazel, from halfway across the room, at my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i owe many many people letters. i am very stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rgs is very stressful. argggrh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound like a pirate. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall continue filing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know vivan sticks her thumb up and winks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-2123090663150852612</id><published>2008-04-06T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T01:33:19.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't quite like change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know we all need change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but surely not that big a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change is always noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not by the changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then by others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will jump out and bite you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you realise that it isn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was hidden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being hidden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-2123090663150852612?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/2123090663150852612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=2123090663150852612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2123090663150852612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2123090663150852612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-dont-quite-like-change.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-2551191704578602377</id><published>2008-04-05T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T01:03:47.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so. on. thursday. there was speech and drama. we made masks and i showed my pro-ness at cutting up stuff with scissors and penknives :D and... yiming and charlene and laura and me were sharing one piece of vangard and charlene said that i have to get the wonky-ly traced mask shape cos it was my fault that she laughed at couldn't keep still and then i threatened her with a wonky nose and she relented. can't remember who got the wonky mask in then end, though. they all looked the same. and then... i realised after i finished cutting laura's, chen jie's, yiming's, and part of charlene's masks, that i hadn't started on my own... so i hurriedly startd hacking at mine... i think i accidentally cut laura and cj's eyes wrong... oops! :D during the cutting, we had intellectual conversations about our mother tongue and how people are dumb to not want to study it cos its really important and how all of us (there) would take mother tongue even if it were not compulsory. oooh! i remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlene: you just sit there and look pretty, yiming. (cos yiming didn't have a pair of scissors or a penknife)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiming: alright then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: yes, yiming, you have to sit there and look pretty. but we don't have to&lt;em&gt; look&lt;/em&gt; pretty. we ARE pretty. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiming: (after a two second pause) OI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlene, laura and me: AHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;later&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*there was this part which included charlene's legs. but we are not allowed to blog it.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlene: i shall sit here and look pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: yes, charlene, you have to look pretty. we don't cos we ARE pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlene: no! i am pretty okay! every thing around me appreciates my beauty! (spreads her arms and embraces the room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laura: like who. the walls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: no. the old man across the street who's staring at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*we all burst into laughter even though it wasn't very funny*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlene: (staring at her pencil box dreamily)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: what are you dreaming of? the old man who was staring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlene; yes. he was so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: uh-huh. the mole only served to make him hotter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laura: oooh! it had hairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: and he was stroking them lovingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laura: and tenderly with his fingertips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*we all burst out laughing again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our masks were so white. so... pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a conversation with mayo in the canteen during the one hour before third lang. it was very... "heavy" uhm... like... a lot of emotions and uhm... hidden secrets and meanings... cos... like... just... it was about change. and we missed the last bus to moelc. which was just as well cos just as we were nearing the traffic light to get to j8, i felt sick. must have been cos i ate something wrong... so i went home instead... bidding mayo and crystal goodbye. and. i bathed. and decided to take a nap. at 530am. and then. the next thing i know, its 630am, sports fest day (remember emem?) and i had to go pack my bag. my dad said that he tried to wake me up three times but i went.. mmmmghm... or something to that effect. and he decided to let me sleep cos i needed my rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... cos i was a bit blur on thursday, i called mayo and asked her if we needed to go to school before sports fest... for mass dance practice or something. she said it was at 945. so, after very intense planning, i took the bus to school. and thanks to my brilliant timing, i reached school at 8. yes. one hour forty five minutes early. i know. i have wonderful planning skills. my plan was to leave my house by 745, reach the bus stop by 8, wait for the bus til 830, and then ride it to school. one hour. cos i assumed it would be peak hour and would take really long. i left my house at 745 on my watch and reached at 7.47. overhead bridges look longer from below than they really are. so... the bus reached at 7.49 and i stopped opposite the school at 7.56 and i crossed the road and went to the foyer to sit down at the bench and read my book. at about... 900 vivian came. i spent the entire time trying to stop her from doing her homework. and we heard weird sounds. figured it was the OM people singing. at 940, emem came and we trooped off to the canteen and started mass dance practice. the lady in black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat with laura on the bus to toapayoh stadium. and then. sat next to emem and yiming (and for awhile, hazel and vivian) during the competitions. the selective practice before sports fest was funny. cos... none of us could hear the voice. and it was disconcerting agreeing with a voice that had no body... at least... it was for emem and me... until i located the lady in black and emem and i were laughing... until we realised that she had passed the mike to someone else and we couldn't find the body to fit to the voice. mass dance was fun. we all remembered our steps (even richardsonians. who remembered to dao the floor. and we all know how hard that is) and to hold our poses. and to run. and to squat. and to jump. yeah. was kinda stressed at first cos after our march in, house comm disappeared and tarbet was the only house standing at the opposite left side of the field. and some people ran to the opposite right side of the field. so we were two seperate red dots and then they ran back so we were one relatively big dot. and then we had to run to the other side of the field. and we got into positions! yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all cheered. and... tarbet got 5th. moor also got 5th. weexuan laughs. so does clara. -.- but we got second for cheerleading... or something... :D couldn't hear the emcees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked laura to mrt gates. we stopped for oldchangkee crabclaws and fishballs. i fell asleep. woke up at 1am in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. i. was. sick. and. i. missed. the. last. psl. session. and. the. first. fps. session. :(... and a random math training session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have. the flu. the cough. the sorethroat. the headache. and. the blocked nose. i don't know how one can have a blocked nose and the flu both at once... but i do. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-2551191704578602377?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/2551191704578602377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=2551191704578602377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2551191704578602377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/2551191704578602377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/04/so.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5626819596995547577.post-5360004955571681104</id><published>2008-04-03T01:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T01:07:45.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I AM ALMOST DONE. I WILL HAND UP MY PT AFTER ALL. AND. I WILL NOT BE SAD. AND I WILL BE HAPPY. :D unless i don't finish... then... erghk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound like vivian in the video -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out that miss ning's name is on the web if you search "miss ning hwee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i CAN finish the project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and only then can i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCCEED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5626819596995547577-5360004955571681104?l=doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/feeds/5360004955571681104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5626819596995547577&amp;postID=5360004955571681104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5360004955571681104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5626819596995547577/posts/default/5360004955571681104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doobielikes-her-sheep.blogspot.com/2008/04/hahahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>DOML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11881197667077868880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
