<?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-37671551</id><updated>2011-08-02T07:43:33.912+08:00</updated><category term='family recount'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='Sisters recount'/><category term='fun facts'/><title type='text'>The Story Of Nelly (2006-2009)</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi, this is the official history of me in the period between 2006-2009, you see the metamorphosis period, the process of turning into a beautiful butterfly~~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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>232</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37671551.post-1224727840827148270</id><published>2009-12-26T21:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T22:57:46.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/hWlreEGvjmadtwllf1BGvXQgo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://classics.tumblr.com/page/2"&gt;gatekeeper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(its surprising that i posted this... supposedly the longest post this year. haha. yo thank you thank you. u better know that you're reading the rocker's blog entry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;I AM BACK FROM HONG KONG YO!&lt;br /&gt;it's saddenning yet happyenning THAT i have to leave earlier because of Queenie and some of her matters(can't be revealled because of her warning who threatened to hack into my blogger account if I refused to listen to her)... Anyway, at the thought of this secret she has, I've regretted quite a bit of not opting for a SAP school but it's no use feeling sorry for myself so let me make it possible for me to enter the ever SAP-py JC - HCJC :D lalala. ok don't dream - i will work and xing dong do the action de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, during my hk trip, I went back to my mom's place of birth - guizhou in china. This place is a place filled with passionate people who constantly help anyone in need. I mean these people are really lovely, they just help you without hesitation. it's filled with ren qin wei, the way everyone should be which isn't the fact in developed countries. Not say that guizhou is not develop, it's very developed too. everywhere you see people using iphones. hmph. that reminds me of my lousy phone that big silver phone you always see me using. Lousy as in the button 3 and 9 are undetectable. gah.. now i have to use my mom's LG phone which is erm not say very old or very new ok at least i can sms and call pple. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okkk guizhou food is awesomely spicy and we went to huang guo shu which spledid waterfall views are seen by my bare eyes. They say these views are even more spectacular when visited during summer - thinking of a trip for next year june hols alr! haha. we met a family which my grandma is very qin (close) to, closer than real blood family and they were uber great ! constantly assisting us. however, there's this one family who has 3 daughters just like mine that ordered 20+dishes for us! OMG. I was like mouth hanging in the air while eyes popping out, staring at the table full of big dishes. The number was so massive that dishes had to be put on top of each other as in stacked on a second level. :O. And guess what? they gave us really huge amount of ang bao money. better not reveal the number or else i would expect a robbery. We climbed up a mountain too, in guizhou but didn't climb all the way because of construction of stairs... -.- anyone guizhou is a state, hopefully you know (i doubt so) - i went to guiyang and du yun in this particular state in china. after more than 1 week of stay there, with ever so wonderful hotels - 4stars hotels (having breakfast in there everyday...-_-):D, we were back in hong kong. ok not really, we were back to shen zhen then bus to hong kong. that's how we arrived to shenzhen airport when we went guizhou too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh by the way, the temperature in guizhou has been hovering around 0-5degree celcius during our stay. but snow didn't give us a chance :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we went back to hong kong, the temperature risen! hongkong's temperature 22 degree celcius. darn hot ... but still not as hot as you-know-where SG~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahgahgah. we had dinner at the other grandmother's place and yup the grandmother who has super a lot of grandchildren and i played basketball with one of them whos 10yrs old and like sticking around me. haha. she's a volleyball player.. you would be like 0.0 when you see her 'voluptuous' figure. ok not insulting her. but i have hope in her that she will ultimately slim down one day. i shot 8 shoots haha! and Queenie shot 6! lol. i rock~haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because those da ge ge, big boys are coming, we went back and had dinner... later we had ice cream feast and fattened ourselves :( - apparently not what they think but what Queenie and I think!!! hmph. we exchanged gifts... and one of my cousins - the biggest sis bought gifts each specialised for us but we insisted to draw lots and ended up with undesirable gifts ... later we exchanged back to the 'desirable' gifts. hah. wasted paper for drawing lots - LOL. and!! i won the first prize- ice cream tickets. man. fattening. anw, we came back early and didn't get a chance to buy any super ice cream - YAY FOR ME :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm yup then on christmas it's settled that only Queenie and my dad get to go back to sg. it's so sudden that my dad suddenly changed his mind and protested that nora and i could go back together too. i was exasperated!! i mean like why didn't he tell us earlier, why didn't he make that decision earlier? ARGH. but we still rushed and rushed. we went to the lift the grandma's house, thinking the luggage stuff are all sufficient when suddenly my aunt (yi yi - mom's sis) shouted that i forgot to bring my medicine - (my nose medicine)... i galvanized my steps and took the bag... later when we went down... i realized i forgot to bring my piano theory bk!! I went up again and took those books AND undergarments AND queenie and nora's waterbottles... BUT STILL... when we were on the aeroplane, we forgot TO bring NORA'S MILK !!! YUP SO WE DAI ZHE DA BAO XIAO BAO - a lot of bags stuffed with things in the disorder manner. -mei ban fa!! it's really rush-y. i was mental-ised while packing all these stuff. erm anw, there're no seats that's like four at a row, so we were separated! nora and dad of course sat together, found a precious two-seats at the side place while queenie and i were separated but still i exchanged place with an ang mo after asking him and we stick together. luckily i was brave enough to ask that tall man, if not, i would have sat for 1 hour delay... oh did you know that the plane delayed for 1hour+ because of the stupid fog??? air pollution :(!!! okk anw... the funny thing is when we went to hong kong on the plane from singapore to hong kong, i watched harry potter until some place (harry potter and the half blood prine) and!! the funny thing is that on the plane to singapore from hong kong (old plane - cannot fast forward) i slept at that particular precious part which i din't watch. I woke up only after the movie ended. I really can't help it but sleeeeep you know. i was damn tired. donno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately i came back with the three of them - dad queenie and nora. if not i would have travelled with six-year-old nora perhaps quite helplessly. but you'll never know how professional i would be after 6 years of constant travelling. muahahha. ok. stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite sad that we spent (rather than celebrated) christmas at home unpacking the ever dishevelled luggages. but still happy to be here to do my chinese story bk hw and theory! erm. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks pearlyn &lt;3 love uuuuuuu :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.media.tumblr.com/Q6LiRKneko5j9btydJfgYEJHo1_400.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beachoice.tumblr.com/post/116697572/yaruo-petapeta-gifanime-kanmei"&gt;beachoice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh these people are just so crazy about fattening food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1224727840827148270?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1224727840827148270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1224727840827148270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1224727840827148270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1224727840827148270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/12/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-1878332184519827388</id><published>2009-12-11T22:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T23:01:51.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>really appreciate you.</title><content type='html'>Hey hey you you, thanks for reading this very post, I really appreciate your openness and thank you thank you thank you.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fianlly starting to learn to appreciate the little things around me, even the littlest which hopefully isn't too late to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't know what to blog about... let me just conclude my 2009, my suckiest year thank you. Yes, 2009 sucks to the core for ME. Reason being for all the cryings, mournings, fake smilings, unnatural friendliness, extreme inactiveness and most importantly super selfishness. I blame a lot of these to my surroundings yes, I begin to hate a lot of things. Getting a good partner (as in the person sitting beside you) is very significant for she can change your entire personality. Who I used to be is changing, and now, I am trying to push it back to who I am supposed to be. The people around you influence you A LOT. Nearing to someone who's always complaining, it's just making yourself like her, always blaming and not 检讨ing. The type of school you get into also affects you. Leaving my dear old Chinese cultureful school makes me uneasy in terms of communication, declining of my own Chinese standard. Leaving your dear old friends change you. In fact, most of these cases change you to the negative side rather than the positive side. You might think that you are doing all good for yourself but in fact you are not. It's the kind of people who will truly motivate you who will make you shine. Now, I am losing these lovely people. And I hate to lose them. These wonderful darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, of all these around me which I had blamed on into turning my life upside down, I myself can control on my own if I had not been so dependent on those factors. ME. I can search for those whom I can be with. I can accept the school I am in and strive on my own. Can't I? All these problems were created because of ME myself simply refusing to get a sense of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my soul will return. I hope I won't remain as sucky as I had been this year. I hope someone, you can understand and help me. I wish I won't say that I wished that I never existed. I hope... I hope... I hope... I can be ME again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. sisters can't be friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1878332184519827388?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1878332184519827388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1878332184519827388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1878332184519827388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1878332184519827388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/12/really-appreciate-you.html' title='really appreciate you.'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-5557849713977236218</id><published>2009-11-18T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:44:37.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!!</title><content type='html'>hey! maybe nobody's reading but!! my skin is being used ! wee~ i feel so honoured! LOLS. i think i might consider making skins again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://overmyhead-.blogspot.com/"&gt;check this out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though she changed to lj. so sad. :(&lt;br /&gt;right. honoured! i think i should stick back to my purpose of life so that it won't feel so empty like now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-5557849713977236218?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5557849713977236218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=5557849713977236218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5557849713977236218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5557849713977236218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/11/omg.html' title='OMG!!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-520438067134091196</id><published>2009-10-28T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:53:31.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi to whoever out there, maybe it's just me reading the post again but WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kays. Actually I realize that I am not lazy, I am not uncommitted, it's just time obstructs my way to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don't be surprised to see me missing for a month or so. haha it's kind of like I passed by my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you ~ bye~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-520438067134091196?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/520438067134091196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=520438067134091196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/520438067134091196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/520438067134091196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-to-whoever-out-there-maybe-its-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-872127017663821689</id><published>2009-10-22T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T18:32:00.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-exam Day 2 :D</title><content type='html'>Hi to the Nelly reading this post in the future!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will tell you something irrlevant... I went to Wan Ting's blog just now and saw Cherry. She looked exactly like my senior Shanon but with different hairstyles. Cherry looking all feminine while Shanon's head is topped with spiky short hair. Same face, different hairstyles, those just give you a different impression of both of them respectively. LOL, I am talking like a Jury in Style By Jury. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, we listened to this cyber wellness talk which I find VERY useful. Http:// this Http&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;://www.blogger.com. Doesn't that already show? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the talk, I was even more angry with the internet. I hate it even more. Hello? It's obvious that the cons weigh over the pros of the internet. However, if not for the internet, I would not be posting down here. I don't trust the internet. Yet, I'm posting here. I don't trust the internet. That's why my blog entries could never be as in-depth as it should have been in a private diary. I post on blog for the sake of its popularity. I mean like everyone around me has a blog and all, if you just don't blog, doesn't it show how anti-social you are? I don't like blogging but I am forced to. I don't get the point for blogging, really. I simply don't get it. Blogging is like just showing off. Luring people to tag you. Increasing your so-called popularity. I don't know!! But just so many threats are actually on the internet!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conclusion - buy original CDs, don't download illegally&lt;/b&gt;. I never ever knew that downloading from limewire is illegal. I mean, I ever came across with that comment on Yahoo Answers but I just thought that it's not credible. UNTIL today, this expert came and so professionally told us so many stuff we never knew they're so dangerous, I just can't help admitting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conclusion - don't spend more than 2 hours on the net&lt;/b&gt;. It's not addictive to me. I don't play games anymore. They are just lamos. Stupid games. Play for what? They can't help you in anyway. OK perhaps mentally. I mean like you shoot here, shoot there, increase your alertness or something. But over-gaming just cause mental illness on you. Violence naturally conquers you. You never know. I don't know why people actually started gaming. Maybe they are interesting. Yes they are, I must confess that the sound of 'Audition' just switched on the bulb in my mind LAST TIME. Now, I am completely deadpan towards this normal word, 'AUDITION'. You dance in audition, yeah you dance. Faking. Dancing with your fingers. What's the point? You're not physically dancing. You're just using your ten fingers to dance. You call this 'indulgement'? You're not sweating. You're not feeling the beat. You're faking your dance. Facebook games? I don't even think about it. What pet society? You're not owning a pet in real life. You're owning it in the computer. How fake is that? I don't know how the game works but just telling me it's called 'pet society', I don't know how you're going to have fun playing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm... I think I am improving my assertiveness but am I very accusing? But I AM stating the fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conclusion - education comes first. I don't care how fun, how intriguing the internet is.&lt;/b&gt; I just don't care. Even if it is. I don't fail my parents. They are the two most important people in my life, without them, I won't be here. They work so hard just to nurture me. Why should we hurt them? We should never ever oppose them even if you think you should. Sometimes, they are in the wrong, but you'd just have to resist your sense of anger and get your patience and humanity. Our parents rock K!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MORE COMING...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-872127017663821689?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/872127017663821689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=872127017663821689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/872127017663821689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/872127017663821689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/10/post-exam-day-2-d.html' title='Post-exam Day 2 :D'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-4211003829064846643</id><published>2009-10-21T20:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:02:15.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun facts'/><title type='text'>HOW TO RANK LUCK . MONEY . KNOWLEDGE . HARDWORK . ATTITUDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;my mom just called and she told me this:!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;fun facts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;LUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;L = 12th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;U = 21st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;C =   3rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;K = 11th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;TOTAL - 47&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;MONEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;M = 13th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;O = 15th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;N = 14th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;E = 5th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Y = 25th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;TOTAL - 72&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;KNOWLEDGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;K = 11th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;N = 14th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;O = 15th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;W = 23rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;L  = 12th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;E =    5th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;D =    4th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;G =    7th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;E =    5th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;TOTAL - 96&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;HARDWORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;H = 8th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;A = 1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;R = 18th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;D = 4th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;W = 23rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;O = 15th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;R = 18th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;K = 11th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;TOTAL - 98&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ATTITUDE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;A = 1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;T = 20th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;T = 20th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I  =   9th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;T = 20th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;U = 21st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;D =   4th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;E =   5th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TOTAL - 100&lt;/b&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/37671551-4211003829064846643?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4211003829064846643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=4211003829064846643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4211003829064846643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4211003829064846643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-to-rank-luck-money-knowledge.html' title='HOW TO RANK LUCK . MONEY . KNOWLEDGE . HARDWORK . ATTITUDE'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-5337491466499539300</id><published>2009-10-20T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T14:27:10.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALPHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xgyhWFOz068/St1U1pL5qgI/AAAAAAAAALs/yRi7cRvpZL4/s1600-h/DSC01147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394561209225292290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xgyhWFOz068/St1U1pL5qgI/AAAAAAAAALs/yRi7cRvpZL4/s320/DSC01147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xgyhWFOz068/St1TObF_DcI/AAAAAAAAALk/CNapSL56kD8/s1600-h/DSC01146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394557461225241202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xgyhWFOz068/St1RbezDenI/AAAAAAAAAKs/cl_uMyk6i2E/s320/DSC01139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xgyhWFOz068/St1Ra_CYiVI/AAAAAAAAAKk/FSuJ0GqZSgI/s1600-h/DSC01138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394557452699601234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xgyhWFOz068/St1Ra_CYiVI/AAAAAAAAAKk/FSuJ0GqZSgI/s320/DSC01138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xgyhWFOz068/St1RaASpw9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/x_ZbBOGAkwI/s1600-h/DSC01137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394557435856405458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xgyhWFOz068/St1RaASpw9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/x_ZbBOGAkwI/s320/DSC01137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE LOVE US :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-5337491466499539300?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5337491466499539300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=5337491466499539300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5337491466499539300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5337491466499539300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/10/alpha.html' title='ALPHA'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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/_xgyhWFOz068/St1U1pL5qgI/AAAAAAAAALs/yRi7cRvpZL4/s72-c/DSC01147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37671551.post-2215140442501815858</id><published>2009-10-17T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T00:16:24.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family recount'/><title type='text'>Regret</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the confusion, people! BUT mynameisnelly.bs.com is the right one! I know - I've relinked too many times... wait I think I'm just going delete those unused blogs first so as to make things cleaner and not to steal these url names so that people who wanted these names can use them as their blog url.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DELETED! YAY! Hence, for now, on my blogger home page, I only have got 1I BLOG and my blog which is this mynameisnelly.bs.com - it's a silly url but it's simple and straightforward and UNIQUE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great. Title - regret. What regret? Well, it goes like this. My cousin, Charlotte had her celebration of turning 16 for her Chinese birthday today at Hong Kong. I am so glad for her!! I wanted to go to Hong Kong so dearly but couldn't. If only we were informed, then we would have ended up in H.K today since you know, I've got like a 5-day holiday! Oh my gosh, I can't believe that I actually MISSED this chance! I have had 5 completely free days - Friday, Saturday (TODAY!), Sunday, Monday and Tuesday! Oops, fine, it's not COMPLETELY FREE, just no school kays! Friday, I've got piano so it's actually not counted. Sunday, I've got Art so it's also not counted. Monday, going out with HWEELEE -.- Tuesday, Queenie has school -.- ALL IN ALL, it's today, the only COMPLETELY FREE day and I totally didn't use this chance. THE ONLY CHANCE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only we had been keeping in touch with each other (with my cousins), I would have known. I can't believe that our coldness on the outside towards each other overpowers what we truly felt. I mean, ok, like now, we've all grown up and kind of think that we don't match anymore. She's hongkong-ish and we are singapore-ish. IT'S DAMN UNTRUE LORH OKAY. We still missed them. We still remember all the wonderful times we had together. we HAD together. We still speak cantonese at home, we still watch HONG KONG drama, WE still stick to what's happening in HK. Right, so from this 'lesson', I learnt to face people whom we have a gap between and stop doing what it's not supposed to be like. But I don't mean we have a gap. WE MADE that stupid freaking gap. AND I am going to close it and shut us tight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I hadn't been doing a lot of things today. Today, I did few minutes of wallowing in misery of what I had mentioned above. On the positive side, I tidied up Nora's dishevelled shelf the whole day. Serious, THE WHOLE DAY. I don't need any complimentary comments or gratitude, the sense of satisfaction I felt within was more than enough. BUT of course, there's MORE! The living room is totally not a place where anyone can survive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 6.30pm, Queeenie and I jogged to Parkway. It's pretty annoying that we constantly need to stop in front of traffic lights. HMPH. Until we finally reached Parkway around 15minutes later, we bought Nora's barbie DVD- Barbie and the Swan Lake as a reward for her and for us, Confession of a Shopaholic. When we reached home, we watched Confession of a Shophaholic while having dinner. The movie was funny in a way but it's not COMPLETE! The book actually stir me a lot more effectively. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From this, I learnt that hard work, as in your efforts actually bring out results/good things. In one sentence, good things come out of hard works. Merely watching a movie might be an easy thing to do but you don't get all that you would get from a book. You need to check the dictionary for unfamiliar words in a book but ultimately when you'd read the book, you'd feel so gratified. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You have to mill, to face obstacles, no matter how difficult they might be. 'Cause you'll never know just how wonderful they may turn out.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-2215140442501815858?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2215140442501815858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=2215140442501815858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/2215140442501815858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/2215140442501815858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/10/regret.html' title='Regret'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-7653239539187416106</id><published>2009-10-16T20:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:12:21.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>Birthday videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY 15/10/2009 (yesterday)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Queenie, Nora and I walked all the way to Bengawan Solo, a very long distance and bought Dad's favourite pandan cake~ &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D37e0405c2b6b3ca6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331281528%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B997AB7FC4F26A60B7578061270B38B278D553A.550D2EC3061FE8B538347882718DA9BA4B778D98%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D37e0405c2b6b3ca6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFwc4KByyYSMrCbiBwZNJ6PZlrvw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;decided to post some ancient-history stuff. hahas (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I owed you. (now that I resumed blogging, that's the right thing to do [:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-7653239539187416106?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7653239539187416106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=7653239539187416106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/7653239539187416106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/7653239539187416106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday-videos.html' title='Birthday videos'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-6659600253782435541</id><published>2009-10-16T19:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:09:18.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisters recount'/><title type='text'>1st adventure accomplished</title><content type='html'>Hello World!&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I just can't help sweating. I mean like I am not hot (as in warm) at all, but beads of sweat just keep flowing down my cheeks which is ANNOYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you know I'd moved house right? Yup, so there's this park near my house and I just went there with Queenie and Nora who are my sisters. (Queenie is 13yrsold while Nora is 6yrsold. ) So, we intended to get Nora riding her scooter merrily in the park. BUT! Things went wrong. Nora was as timid as ever, riding the scooter in a speed that is far slower than a turtle's. So we just patiently followed her, trying very hard not to offend her zi zun xin. But, I can't help anymore, hence, patiently, I told her,"Nora, please, the foot where you land on the ground, you can actually use your toes to push yourself forward, that'll be faster~" "AND YOU CAN LEAVE UP THAT FOOT TO GO FASTER! BOTH FEET OFF THE GROUND PLS!" Queenie exploded. (well, that's not really what she'd said. Still, she was angry) "IF YOU DONT WANT TO RIDE, THEN I SHALL THROW YOUR SCOOTER AWAY!" &lt;strong&gt;Volcano erupted.&lt;/strong&gt; But she's serious. She snatched the pink scooter away and fastened her footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was boiling, Nora and I secretly went the other way. (But that just heat Queenie up even more) Nora and I went to play! LOL. We went to an unusual place. Across the park where it's all deserted. (I'm just curious to know what's on the other side of the park) I told Nora that maybe later we can give Queenie a &lt;em&gt;surprise&lt;/em&gt; when she saw us on the other side. &lt;em&gt;Little did we know that danger was uncovering itself... &lt;/em&gt;As we walked down the narrow aisle, dogs bark from every house all ferociously. I whispered to Nora and told her to keep really quiet or we'll get into trouble. Of course, everyone knows that dogs can sense anything right? They just barked as we passed their houses despite our soundless footsteps. I told Nora to hold my hand really tightly as the floor went steeper, so steep to the extent that we might fall into the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our relief, there's actually a way out on the other side. We got free and saw Queenie's tomato face. Nora immediately poked her butt, trying to make her happy. However, she just didn't say anything. -.- As we walked back home, we saw Nora's scooter standing by a rubbish bin. I took her scooter and Nora improved her riding skills instantaneously. I bet the super scary ignoring dogs barking adventure works for her. Motivation rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can tell you one thing for sure - if Queenie ever walks that aisle, she will faint halfway. But she dared me that she won't. :P!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SthiIx1THFI/AAAAAAAAAa0/49coBz_lNx0/s1600-h/DSC01105.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SthhjGjf4MI/AAAAAAAAAas/aCxgTJSfbCo/s1600-h/DSC01104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393167809458987202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SthhjGjf4MI/AAAAAAAAAas/aCxgTJSfbCo/s320/DSC01104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nora and I &lt;3 :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- blurry~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-6659600253782435541?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6659600253782435541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=6659600253782435541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6659600253782435541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6659600253782435541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/10/1st-adventure-accomplished.html' title='1st adventure accomplished'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SthhjGjf4MI/AAAAAAAAAas/aCxgTJSfbCo/s72-c/DSC01104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37671551.post-4217745641915675385</id><published>2009-10-15T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:46:20.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>over and a new beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;EYE IS FINALLY OVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I am FINALLY back to blogging. It's been like 2 months since I last blogged? So, you know what, I'll just make an effort to blog weekly for now. And you know what? I've been searching for a blogskin for an hour and finally found something satisfying. But it seems familiar, I think maybe Yf or someone else used before. Just for now, hopefully, no one is using it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think blogskins nowdays are really not that nice anymore. It's like everyone can do such simple &lt;em&gt;'nice'&lt;/em&gt; skins. I don't even think those iconic simple skins are nice anymore 'cause I am so&lt;strong&gt; sick&lt;/strong&gt; of it. I still prefer my old picture-ful blogskins. They rock so much more OKAY. 'cause picture speaks a thousand words and you need a thousand words to match with a picture. That's why I say Art rocks harder than Literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shan't blog too heavily. Well... oh yes I haven't even touch my theory yet 'cause I've been revising this whole week and tomorrow's my piano lesson. Urm but I'm gonna finish it by tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I also did You Jing's present today, heehee&lt;em&gt;hee&lt;/em&gt;. Youjing, you will get your&lt;em&gt; lovely&lt;/em&gt; present on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-4217745641915675385?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4217745641915675385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=4217745641915675385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4217745641915675385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4217745641915675385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/10/over-and-new-beginning.html' title='over and a new beginning'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-1214179945463719774</id><published>2009-04-09T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T23:32:47.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW LINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.soar-reach-touch.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://www.soar-reach-touch.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1214179945463719774?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1214179945463719774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1214179945463719774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1214179945463719774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1214179945463719774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-link.html' title='NEW LINK'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-4841867605859917856</id><published>2009-03-21T14:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T15:20:00.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YO PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA SURPRISEEE!&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I AM INSANE!&lt;br /&gt;PREVIOUS POST - DOWN&lt;br /&gt;NOW - SUPERRR HIGH!&lt;br /&gt;LOLLOLOLOKKK!!&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why the heck I am sooo high?&lt;br /&gt;I know you're anticipating my answer...&lt;br /&gt;'cause i am supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;lame -.-&lt;br /&gt;okayokay&lt;br /&gt;I am so obsessed with Seventeen okay! The MAGAZINEEE~&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to feel optimist this month for ... i mean the coming month for it's my birthday month!&lt;br /&gt;Since MARCH is ending soon, I might as well start optimising~~~&lt;br /&gt;okaaa~~&lt;br /&gt;ehh actually, I am here for another reason...&lt;br /&gt;wait arh, WOW, it's been almost a month since I blogged!!&lt;br /&gt;BREAK RECORD LEH!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, let me continue.&lt;br /&gt;I am here for another reason...&lt;br /&gt;'cause right&lt;br /&gt;I want to quit blogging... don't ask why or make any wild guesses,&lt;br /&gt;it's just that I am feeling guilty leaving my blog without erm... notifying...&lt;br /&gt;i mean not leaving lah, I left temporarily and now I AM BACK!&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;going to leave.&lt;br /&gt;okayszzxx!&lt;br /&gt;don't be sad lahs!&lt;br /&gt;'cause blogging really steal a lot of my time and I don't want this to happen!&lt;br /&gt;MY TIMEEE = $$$$$&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;KAYSXZ!&lt;br /&gt;ANW... I DON'T THINK MY BLOG IS THAT INTERESTING AS IN THEY ARE CRAPPP&lt;br /&gt;OKAY STOP THE PESSIMISTIC THING AND NOW I AM BACK TO OPTIMISING! AND BYEEE BLOGGIEEE XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petergreenberg.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/time_is_money.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://www.petergreenberg.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/time_is_money.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yarh!&lt;br /&gt;today's spring equinox and...&lt;br /&gt;ohh clare's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;(if you came~~)&lt;br /&gt;i know you won't though.&lt;br /&gt;okay start optimising!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;bye~ xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oh yarh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;don't expect another oh yarhhh okiieee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i rebonded my hair and i look super dollish ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;kays byesszzxxx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;xoxo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;take care!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i hope i'd come back only next year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;deal! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;let's meet up at 21 mar 10 ohh so wired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;okay 21 march 2010!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;byeeeeeeee T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;byeeeeeeeeeeee xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-4841867605859917856?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4841867605859917856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=4841867605859917856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4841867605859917856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4841867605859917856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/03/yo-people-hahaha-surpriseee-okay-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-8963849525425705359</id><published>2009-02-26T20:49:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:01:52.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TO ALL</title><content type='html'>Today is the unhappiest day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I figure out that in blog, you could share your sorrow and happiness out instead of keeping it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I am so left out.&lt;br /&gt;I MUST exchange group.&lt;br /&gt;arhh I will continue blogging larh harh.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't stick to a basis x)&lt;br /&gt;So I'll pop up unexpectedly anytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND YOU'D BE SURPRISED MY FRIENDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like NCC, I feel as though I have a line with people here.&lt;br /&gt;As if I don't belonged.&lt;br /&gt;But then I am obliged to.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to bond.&lt;br /&gt;I always feel mo sheng to whoever out there.&lt;br /&gt;Always phrasing my words properly before I speak them out.&lt;br /&gt;Always cautious of what I am going to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My previous theory of best friends is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Best friends are the most wonderful thing in the world, not the ones who will betray you.&lt;br /&gt;I got the negative side of it.&lt;br /&gt;Now I learnt the positivity of it.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for what I am doing now for I will changed.&lt;br /&gt;I will try my best.&lt;br /&gt;Friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;But perhaps that I am not doing the wrong thing.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that the suitable one is the needle in the haystack that I have to uncover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/a_friend_is_someone_who_understands_your_past/9562.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A friend is someone who understands your past, believes in your future, and accepts you just the way you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am still guilty enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-8963849525425705359?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8963849525425705359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=8963849525425705359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8963849525425705359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8963849525425705359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-is-unhappiest-day-of-my-life.html' title='TO ALL'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-8309722839244688988</id><published>2009-02-01T19:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T20:42:04.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Official Sunday Post</title><content type='html'>I know I sounded pretty aggravated yesterday, oh the day before yesterday, just bear with me okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, I am so mad that I just lost track of time. lol xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, I am back to the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me continue yesterday's post, oh the day before yesterday. :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yep and that's how I kind of appealed for Table Tennis. They said that they will discuss. If I am in they will report to me, but it's not a promise. Are they trying to tell me that I am not in &lt;em&gt;indirectly&lt;/em&gt;... like somehow? Don't you think so? Alright, I shouldn't be that pessimistic, afterall, nothing is impossible, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hoped I am promised to get back to piano at least. Perhaps I shall give NCC a try. If Table Tennis doesn't take me, I'll just widen my mind and head forward to NCC. I know if I appeal to musical CCAs, I am surely in, however, perhaps, NCC isn't that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been acting pretty unfriendly to the metal door in my classroom lately. It hit my arm once &lt;em&gt;ominously&lt;/em&gt;. That must implicate to how I got the bump on... Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, I went for the Business Incubation Workshop for I am pretty interested in it, &lt;em&gt;not mentioning that it's free here when out there it costs bucks&lt;/em&gt;. Therefore, I stayed back that day with Yasmin. We had lunch together and I made two new friends! They are Rachel and Caroline. Yasmin's friends. Caroline doesn't like Edward, she said that he looks ugly in the movie which I strongly disagreed&lt;em&gt; silently&lt;/em&gt;. (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the entire talk, I am suddenly worried about our class on the Cedar Fiesta. Later, Yasmin went back to the our 1I classroom to check if she'd left anything under her table, therefore, I accompanied her. In our classroom, were some seniors, planning something on the whiteboard. While that person talked, everybody listened intently, looking at what seemed like a plan. As I was about to walk out of the classroom, mesmerized by how well their discussion went, I banged onto the metal door in my classroom. Immediately, on my forehead, a bump swelled up. I felt so agonized that my tears began to pricked, while I gently rubbed the bump. Oh it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297800555060254162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SYWRiS871dI/AAAAAAAAAWc/sj7iNXtxKfk/s320/29012009292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me when I was in the toilet, on my hand is the bag of ice the Red Cross handed to me to rub the bump; soothe the blood in my forehead. My lips might looked puckered, not because that I am pursing my lips, showing temper or what, it's because of the dirt on the mirror. You know when you splash water onto the mirror, after a while it stayed perpetual.&lt;br /&gt;On my forehead protruded a bump.&lt;br /&gt;My bump is not that visible now ; inconspicuous, though it still hurts. Especially when I washed my face.&lt;br /&gt;Often, I hit my head when I did something wrong &lt;em&gt;usually, awkwardly&lt;/em&gt;, perhaps this' just another ominous sign, suggesting that I was too harsh to myself? lol xD&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and you must noticed, I changed my blogskin. Part of it is because of my bump. I don't want to continue blur-ring as to the title of my previous blogskin. LOL. Therefore I changed it to this one which titled My Heart's In Two. It means that my heart is just so unsteady, 三分钟热度, that I've no idea which to go to. To be more specifically, that I've no idea which &lt;em&gt;CCA&lt;/em&gt; to go for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-8309722839244688988?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8309722839244688988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=8309722839244688988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8309722839244688988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8309722839244688988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/official-sunday-post.html' title='The Official Sunday Post'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SYWRiS871dI/AAAAAAAAAWc/sj7iNXtxKfk/s72-c/29012009292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37671551.post-770576219148265232</id><published>2009-01-30T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:01:57.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>compelled to blog</title><content type='html'>Though I am greatly exhausted right now, something pushed me to blog. ARGH, this something arh...&lt;br /&gt;I got into NCC! If you were me, how would you react? I am asking this question for I am just so impassive upon knowing this 'news'. First things first, it's appeased to know that I didn't get into Media Club. Since if I am going to appeal, it would seem absolutely absurd to do so when you got into your first choice. Secondly, CLDDS, I know I can't get in, soooo no point elaborating. Thirdly, it's NCC. Why on Earth do they want to take me in? I don't think the interview was well done. Let me try to recall what was asked that day -&lt;br /&gt;From 1 to 10, how many do you want to join NCC?&lt;br /&gt;I was about to say 6 but then I blurted 7.&lt;br /&gt;What do you look forward most to for NCC?&lt;br /&gt;Shooting.&lt;br /&gt;('cause that was the one of the only two things I know from NCC.)&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can survive in NCC through lots of tough trainings? (something like that...)&lt;br /&gt;I said yes.&lt;br /&gt;You need to crawl on muds... don't you think it's dirty?  I said no.&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can remember...&lt;br /&gt;When they asked for the Napfa test result, I was pretty paiseh, to say BRONZE.&lt;br /&gt;gahh... however, they replied upon eyeing my embarrassed expression, "nonono, it's okay."&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. They really meant it, it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? It's pretty deceiving. When I had the interview for Media Club, that senior kept saying good stuff like I was in. In the end, I'm not. She said, "GOOD CHOICE!"&lt;br /&gt;I appealled for Table Tennis today. As in...&lt;br /&gt;I looked for the Table Tennis teachers... they are Mr Yau and Mr Ang.&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that might pulled me to Table Tennis is the writing down of my name by that Table Tennis senior...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eyelids getting heavier...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh don't wanna continue anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-770576219148265232?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/770576219148265232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=770576219148265232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/770576219148265232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/770576219148265232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/compelled-to-blog.html' title='compelled to blog'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-5914386843168519987</id><published>2009-01-26T15:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T15:27:28.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One easy way to get bald.</title><content type='html'>I have just discovered that rebonding your hair can get to hair loss or even get bald!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Information from &lt;a href="http://www.beyondjane.com/Beauty/Hair/The-Truths-About-Hair-Rebonding.170521"&gt;this credible website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, that explains my hair fall previously, though it still incurred to me now!&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, one of my targets is thwarted.&lt;br /&gt;So there, fellow readers, do consider this before you rebond your precious hair!&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh... my cousins... &gt;.&lt; . &lt;em&gt;Blog entry ends...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch INKHEART! XD&lt;br /&gt;p.s&lt;br /&gt;People say the older you are, the more red packets you get, however, does it even imply to me? ;o&lt;br /&gt;If only I am in Hong Kong!...&lt;br /&gt;They have just so much fun there!...&lt;br /&gt;XXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CNY!!!&lt;br /&gt;:):):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;常有压力表示工作不差!&lt;br /&gt;常洗洗涮涮表示有个好家!&lt;br /&gt;常去购物表示有钱可花！&lt;br /&gt;常被宴请表示还有身价!&lt;br /&gt;常有人约会表示年龄不大!&lt;br /&gt;常来我的BLOG表示有人牵挂!&lt;br /&gt;LOL XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-5914386843168519987?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5914386843168519987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=5914386843168519987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5914386843168519987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5914386843168519987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-easy-way-to-get-bald.html' title='One easy way to get bald.'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-9021970143787202858</id><published>2009-01-25T14:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T15:04:52.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ina Fabregas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/58/167997012_5750d6c753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/58/167997012_5750d6c753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneously natural shot.&lt;br /&gt; I found it &lt;a href="http://www.photomalaysia.com/forums/showthread.php?t=13053"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she is the singer of the song, FALL.&lt;br /&gt;My instinct tells me that she most probably isn't.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Gemaine's blog's songs rock really hard!!!&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded lots of them!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Gem/Germ;x!&lt;br /&gt;xDxD&lt;br /&gt;I love especially, So What, Tell Me Something I Don't Know, Fall, Toxic, and Better In Time x]&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, these few days, I felt especially free, therefore, I blogged especially frequent!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;If you want me to blog even more frequent, gimme the time and i'll do it! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-9021970143787202858?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9021970143787202858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=9021970143787202858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/9021970143787202858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/9021970143787202858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/ina-fabregas.html' title='Ina Fabregas'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-6182282202116986718</id><published>2009-01-24T23:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:57:52.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzz from Sujata!</title><content type='html'>1: Besides your lips, where is your favourite spot to get kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;2: How do you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;"SHIT! IT'S 8.45PM!"&lt;br /&gt;3: Who was the last person you took a photo with?&lt;br /&gt;WITH MY MOM AND SISTERS!!! [NEOPRINTS]&lt;br /&gt;4: Would you consider yourself to be spoilt?&lt;br /&gt;NEVER EVER. I LOOK HIGHLY UPON MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;5: Would you ever donate blood?&lt;br /&gt;If I can.&lt;br /&gt;6: Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;No, but good friend, ever.&lt;br /&gt;7: Do you want someone dead?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I respect others just like how I respect myself.&lt;br /&gt;8: What does your last text message says?&lt;br /&gt;"Huh" - From: Sharmine.&lt;br /&gt;9: What are you thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of wanting to sleep? XD&lt;br /&gt;10: Do you wish someone was with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE-S ARE NOW WATCHING TV BESIDE ME. X)&lt;br /&gt;11: What time did you go to sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;2200&lt;br /&gt;12: Where did you buy the t-shirt you're wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;FROM AMERICA? ;X MY AUNT BOUGHT IT FROM USA, KANSAS X]&lt;br /&gt;13: Is someone on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;YES, THEY ARE SOMEONE-S.&lt;br /&gt;14: Who was the last person who text you?&lt;br /&gt;SHARMINE.&lt;br /&gt;10 PEOPLE TAGGED TO DO THIS QUIZ:&lt;br /&gt;01 Sharmine.&lt;br /&gt;02 Germaine.&lt;br /&gt;03 Yu Fang.&lt;br /&gt;04 Qiao Chu.&lt;br /&gt;05 Yu Feng.&lt;br /&gt;06 Yi Xuan.&lt;br /&gt;07 You Jing.&lt;br /&gt;08 Zen Juan.&lt;br /&gt;09 Nurul.&lt;br /&gt;10 An Tong.&lt;br /&gt;15: Who is 2 having a relationship with?Germaine.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody, I think. She just complained in MSN, "Why so many people have bfs?"&lt;br /&gt;16: Is 3 a male or a female? Yu Fang.&lt;br /&gt;Female. But her (restrained to delete the three-letter word! T.T) is a Male.&lt;br /&gt;17: If 7 and 10 get together, will that be a good thing? You Jing and An Tong.&lt;br /&gt;None of them are lesbians. I am pretty sure. xD&lt;br /&gt;18: What is number 1 studying about? Sharmine.&lt;br /&gt;Everything. Especially her HIM.&lt;br /&gt;19: When was the last time you had a chat with them?&lt;br /&gt;Who them. Sharmine?? Just now?&lt;br /&gt;20: Is number 4 single?Qiao Chu.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not?&lt;br /&gt;21: Say something about number 2. Germaine.&lt;br /&gt;Lovely and adorable who has the cutest blogskins!!! x]&lt;br /&gt;22: What do you think about number 3 and number 6 being together? Yu Fang and Yi Xuan?&lt;br /&gt;They don't even know each other! x}&lt;br /&gt;23: Describe number 9. Nurul.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! [TODAY RIGHT???]&lt;br /&gt;She is offically 13 today! xDD&lt;br /&gt;24: What will you do if number 6 and 7 fights? Yi Xuan and You Jing.&lt;br /&gt;If they know each other, I'll tell you ~.~&lt;br /&gt;25: Do you like number 8? Zen Juan.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you mean SEXY??? Of course. X]&lt;br /&gt;She knows CANTONESE!!! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-6182282202116986718?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6182282202116986718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=6182282202116986718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6182282202116986718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6182282202116986718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/quizzz-from-sujata.html' title='Quizzz from Sujata!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-1463126004386184125</id><published>2009-01-24T21:08:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:45:27.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sujata's request on this xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;U&gt;H&lt;/U&gt;ere you are, my distant relative - SUJATA LIEWWW&lt;br /&gt;chio horh?&lt;br /&gt;and then... in the background is...&lt;br /&gt;JOLYNN SEEMINGLY REPRIMANDING SZE WEN... ;O;O&lt;br /&gt;evidence! proof! source! (terms from HISTORY) Such absorbent me, LOL XD.&lt;br /&gt;omg, laughing my head off!!!! LOL!!!! XDD&lt;br /&gt;Starting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsXfItta5I/AAAAAAAAAV8/SSkL4cOqtkY/s1600-h/DSC00663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294851610586737554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsXfItta5I/AAAAAAAAAV8/SSkL4cOqtkY/s320/DSC00663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsTUjOhT4I/AAAAAAAAAU8/AR7acpp43Sg/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294847030678605698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsTUjOhT4I/AAAAAAAAAU8/AR7acpp43Sg/s320/DSC00664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsX-b2W5DI/AAAAAAAAAWE/pPCEtbNmF9Q/s1600-h/DSC00665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294852148299228210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsX-b2W5DI/AAAAAAAAAWE/pPCEtbNmF9Q/s320/DSC00665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sze Wen looked sun-shined ;x;x ;s;s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imma confused!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsXNj1ySOI/AAAAAAAAAV0/WZDJQ2Dzl9M/s1600-h/DSC00667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294851308630722786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsXNj1ySOI/AAAAAAAAAV0/WZDJQ2Dzl9M/s320/DSC00667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOMBA! (THUNDER) [PITCH DARK]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Sze Wen... having been scolded by Jolynn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okayokay... don't take it too seriously jolynn, jkjk!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Otherwise, I'd be the next ill-fated girl... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okayokay... since I posted those pictures, I might as well post other interesting pictures x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually, they are ALL taken like damn long time ago.(FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL - 2ND JAN) LOLxD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsVN7qbm7I/AAAAAAAAAVE/oTgB0S6PJS4/s1600-h/DSC00686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294849116002294706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsVN7qbm7I/AAAAAAAAAVE/oTgB0S6PJS4/s320/DSC00686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHARMINE DODGING, AT THE SAME TIME EXPOSING HER LOVELY SMILE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL ANTONG, THE HEROINE! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsVjmeYcKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8hm8V892KYs/s1600-h/DSC00682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294849488271732898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsVjmeYcKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8hm8V892KYs/s320/DSC00682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TENG LEONG AND HIS CARDBOARD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsV0dKkgvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/FYu7whUwDTI/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294849777830494962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsV0dKkgvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/FYu7whUwDTI/s320/DSC00676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Li Kai being sobotaged, but then at the same time, the HERO OF THAT PERSON BEHIND HIM!! LOL XD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsWM6kJROI/AAAAAAAAAVc/QhgkO97QQ2E/s1600-h/DSC00674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294850198039250146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsWM6kJROI/AAAAAAAAAVc/QhgkO97QQ2E/s320/DSC00674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! These are contrasting figures!!! LOL! XD&lt;br /&gt;NICE ONE QC!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsWhGV020I/AAAAAAAAAVk/_8TjfaniMsc/s1600-h/DSC00672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294850544797801282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsWhGV020I/AAAAAAAAAVk/_8TjfaniMsc/s320/DSC00672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay this picture is not very laugh-able except for Valerie's back...sid...ee .;x&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsW6Jz5WgI/AAAAAAAAAVs/OB1EkH23o9g/s1600-h/DSC00671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294850975225960962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsW6Jz5WgI/AAAAAAAAAVs/OB1EkH23o9g/s320/DSC00671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;actually, she posed this way! lol xD!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;--THE END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;WOOHOO!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CREDIT TO ALL MY VOLUPTUOUS POSERS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I SAY, GIVE MODEL A TRY!&lt;br /&gt;CAN DO MO-TE-ER. HAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsg15EiQ8I/AAAAAAAAAWM/fCrcgie1gPc/s1600-h/DSC00692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294861897129149378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsg15EiQ8I/AAAAAAAAAWM/fCrcgie1gPc/s320/DSC00692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lEaCL3Q8E0w/SXspTO8GNxI/AAAAAAAAACc/ZVrY3jAjKgM/s1600-h/6p+forever.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lEaCL3Q8E0w/SXspTO8GNxI/AAAAAAAAACc/ZVrY3jAjKgM/s320/6p+forever.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294871197308565266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6P!!! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1463126004386184125?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1463126004386184125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1463126004386184125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1463126004386184125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1463126004386184125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/sujatas-request-on-this-xd.html' title='&lt;u&gt;S&lt;/u&gt;ujata&apos;s request on this xD'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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/_udujDIip3HQ/SXsXfItta5I/AAAAAAAAAV8/SSkL4cOqtkY/s72-c/DSC00663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37671551.post-1168594521584727039</id><published>2009-01-21T16:49:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T09:52:16.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This week's Sunday Post </title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This week's Sunday Post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the crap isn't there any Sunday Post from freezeeee this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday is Chinese New Year, it's a public holiday! duh. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 4.52pm now! Ohmygosh. What de OhMy, OhMy waddd. Sorry for the previous lame words yeah, they are just the symptoms of my lunacy, that is being crazy since, you know endlesscraze(if you know my other hotmail arhh)! Though it's pretty officially dead. woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the crap am I talking about, woo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, geography homework - a picture consisting of both human and natural enviroment. It just ignite me with that idea of continuing my post on my Beijing Trip yeah. Yap, and what I am going to submit for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo heng!! This computer just lag off, giving me that anxiety that my whole blog entry might disappear. Thanks God, everything is still in place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay what did I just say? Oh that question reminds me of Mdm Choong, what did I just say? ARH LOL. That's what outcome you get being Mdm Choong's student! wahahah. ;x Anyway, what I am going to submit for that particular geography homework is most probably this...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a hilarious picture, you know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXbkr6K2aBI/AAAAAAAAAT8/jvFd-jM6-28/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293669855020869650" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXbkr6K2aBI/AAAAAAAAAT8/jvFd-jM6-28/s320/DSC00443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(taken in the Beijing Zoo)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, for natural enviroment, obviously there are those 3 snowy fox and plants nearby. Yap Natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, for human enviroment, there is that window or cage kind of thing to isolate them in. Yap. Human. It seems, there is a lack of human thingy, perhaps, my reflection and the camera I am holding might be considered too?? ahahaha. Funny huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just kind of find my 'jokes', super damn not funny. The thing is I wanna amuse people, make people laugh until they cry. Yet, what "&lt;em&gt;success" &lt;/em&gt;I made, funny huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I am neither funny nor umm... should I say chatty... Yarhh... that's exactly why the heck I was extremely remorseful choosing those four... three CCAs. I regretted submitting Media Club as my first choice, CLDDS as my second choice and NCC for my third choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly for media club, seniors from the double bass of Symphonic Band said that it's just a hobby, with a comment that I've wasted one of my CCA options. Somehow, I might get into Media Club for you know, not many people put that as first choice and also that I put that as first choice. LOL. But then, I am pretty sure that my interview that day was not well performed. Hopefully my poor performance that day may help me FLEE away from Media Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, for CLDDS, seniors from the double bass of Symphonic Band asked me whether I chose CLDDS because I am from Chinese Orchestra in Primary School and that I wanna kind of continue 'Chinesieee'. Yep I guess, they read my mind. They said that CLDDS is completely different from Chinese Orchestra, they don't play instruments, it's just all kinds of Drama, debate and whatsoever. If you know me well, I am so-not-a-drama-person, and often, my face just expresses what I felt. (uh) Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes to the third choice, NCC. Initially, I thought, going to NCC might train my determination, perseverance kind of thing. But then now that I know we need to paint our faces with green and black and crawl on the muddy ground, I sensed my uneasiness. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth choice is Table Tennis. I hope I won't get into any of my first three choices. Please, I beg you, pardon me, at least give me Table Tennis, my fourth choice okay! They recorded down my name, so I am pretty sure they will take me if they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For other musical CCAs, like Gu Zheng, Handbell and Symphonic Band if none of my choices pick me, they will surely scramble for me. HAHA. ---arrogant-ing---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of these three, I kind of want Handbell the most. ;b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing, if I am qualified for Badminton, then I REALLY WANNA GET IN, no matter how fierce the teacher is, how tough it can be, how hard I will die, I REALLY WANNA GET INTO BADMINTON. I am really unrepentent now, I hope time machine really exists, I WANT BADMINTON BADLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BADMINTON.&lt;br /&gt;BADMINTON.&lt;br /&gt;BADMINTON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh!! Soo back to the point, why the wrong choices of CCAs affect my personality that is chatty. My Mom said it's best for me to get into Badminton for first of all, I am a quiet type of person, getting into Badminton will makes me more active and high. Second of all, in Hong Kong I kept playing Badminton with my sister in that indoor stadium in my grandma's house, I HAD FALL IN LOVE WITH BADMINTON UNCONCIOUSLY THEN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEN...&lt;br /&gt;if I am not qualified for Badminton... , Table Tennis will be fine too... just that my growth spurt will not increase as much(my height!!) and my enthusiasm too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASEE!!! I WANT YOU BADLY, BADMINTON!! BADLY!!! BAD!MIN!TON! BAD-MIN-TON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BADDDD!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S SOOOOOOOO BADDDDDDDD THAT YOU MUSTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;PRAY FOR ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293681977298251362" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXbvthK_7mI/AAAAAAAAAU0/3RYWoNMiKgQ/s320/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293677322258640306" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXbrejzEbbI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7WmjAyfv5io/s320/DSC00395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293677886868751954"  alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXbr_bInBlI/AAAAAAAAAUU/R4DHPpW6PbY/s320/DSC00401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293678474739533810" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXbshpH7R_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/9O4NRAzKfzU/s320/DSC00411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293679034030401634" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXbtCMpQqGI/AAAAAAAAAUk/F2qHsO4aEEY/s320/DSC00513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293679524198273570" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXbteuqY0iI/AAAAAAAAAUs/kBMDSpI0UvA/s320/DSC00639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suddenly, I wanna go back to piano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1168594521584727039?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1168594521584727039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1168594521584727039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1168594521584727039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1168594521584727039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-weeks-sunday-post.html' title='&lt;s&gt;This week&apos;s Sunday Post &lt;/s&gt;'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SXbkr6K2aBI/AAAAAAAAAT8/jvFd-jM6-28/s72-c/DSC00443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37671551.post-1714988275073413529</id><published>2009-01-17T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:00:59.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helloooo!!!</title><content type='html'>hiiii! peeps!!&lt;br /&gt;hmm how do I start?&lt;br /&gt;okay, this is the post for tomorrow because erhh... i won't most probably have the time tomorrow to post yeah!&lt;br /&gt;next thing is today we got this grand induction ceremony! yo!&lt;br /&gt;erhhh... I know I always look gloomy, emokia kind of thing, but it's the other way! When I look gloomy, I am super high within me!! Though it's not applicable to the other way yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Sooo I received my badge, it is from the I/C !!! Unfair!!!&lt;br /&gt;But then, it's uniquely special! YAY FOR MEE!&lt;br /&gt;Now, the sense of doing homework arose within me!!! YAY ME AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I AM ZIKUAING.&lt;br /&gt;Sharmine, you're a real pro!!! Sharmine Teo Wan Pin, chumingle!&lt;br /&gt;I really belong to chinese ;b.&lt;br /&gt;I feel uneasy now that I am not in a Chinese School, but then still, Valerie Crystelo is here!&lt;br /&gt;YAY CRYSTELO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1714988275073413529?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1714988275073413529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1714988275073413529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1714988275073413529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1714988275073413529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/helloooo.html' title='helloooo!!!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-516381945294309755</id><published>2009-01-14T16:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:53:40.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiiiii!! here's the post!!</title><content type='html'>Hereby 'expiate' my missing last Sunday post by posting today, on Wednesday! Sorry, to the ones who expected a post from me on Sunday! (if there's anyone...;D)&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why I came to post?? Well, one, I stand while posting, and occasionally bend down to adjust my eye level on the screen, so it's part of exercising my hip muscles ;D Second, it's to fill up my blog with the missing last Sunday post and third... I wanna spit out whatever I wanna say ;D&lt;br /&gt;lol... though I've got heaps of homeworks today! @_@ yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Now, like NOW, then I am starting to feel that sense that I am in school, you know, that kind of play play mood in me is beginning to disappear, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So many icecreams come and tag! i linked all of you, my yummy icecreams ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo, I had CCA auditions today for basketball, volleyball, and badminton. Umm... out of these three wonderful sports, I love badminton best! Though I didn't put it as one of my choices. Guess what? I find that after all these auditions right, those I love most are those which I didn't put as my choices. gahhhh... I know I will be allocated to a CCA I don't really like... I wonder if there's any appeal for CCA, just like appeal for secondary schools. If there is, it'd be too good to be true! If there isn't, I DON'T CARE, i must get into the CCA I love most!!! Yi Ting, regretted putting Badminton as her first choice, she also wondered if there is any appeal. When I heard that she also have this 'appealling' idea in mind, I am soooo happy, I mean I am not alone!!! So we can appeal together! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;I think I really lost my mind when I was choosing those CCAs the other day! ;(&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;strong&gt;Badminton/Gu Zheng/Handbell/&lt;/strong&gt;???( something!!!#$#$%^&amp;amp;*()*(*^%^%$assdfzxcvcv(*)!&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE ! MAY THERE BE APPEAL FOR CCA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-516381945294309755?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/516381945294309755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=516381945294309755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/516381945294309755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/516381945294309755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/hiiiii-heres-post-to.html' title='hiiiii!! here&apos;s the post!!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-6603608302138480668</id><published>2009-01-04T18:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:36:42.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun-dayyy! but then it's wind-day!! :P</title><content type='html'>It is pretty breezy today! I love it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm... it's another sunday! WEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first day of school on Friday! I love that day completely! I feel extremely relaxed at school for some unknown reasons :D My partner is Yi Ting! She was a vice-head prefect in her primary school man! Pro! But then there were five vice-head prefects at her primary school. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay let's start with what happened today, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to art class at crestar with my sister! It was my first day at that class though after being transferred from the age 12 class to the age 13 class. Umm... we were quiet... heehee... too concentrated in our work le! There was a girl from Cedar Girls' too! lawls. She is most probably in secondary 3... then there is another girl named Sabrina who comes from an unknown secondary school. She said that she had camp during the school holidays with her schoolmates and then there was this swimming pool there. There was a boy who loved playing a fool, he fooled people by screaming,"HELP! HELP!" while swimming when he didn't need the help at all. So, like at 10pm, the swimming pool was closed and there was a 'DO NOT ENTER' sign before at the gate there. That boy stepped into the swimming pool alone so arrogantly and swam in a very deep pool. He swam and swam... then suddenly screamed, "HELP! HELP!" (real one). Despite his splashing of the water and shouting as hard as he could, nobody helped him because of his many fools before. He drowned and died... there was a newspaper article about him... Sabrina said... oohh... so sad... it was like the story, 狼来了。最后真的被狼吃掉。So the moral of the story is, do not play a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Art Class, we went 3rd floor to look for Pa and Nora. Nora went to her art class too, and dismissed punctually. She was super hyper! Pa said that before dismissed,Nora rushed out all of a sudden from her art studio and showed her drawings to Pa! lawls~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went Parkway for lunch at Swensen. After that, I bought my sport shoes for school! Cedar doesn't allow shoes that are not shoe-laced. I think. Or should I say for all secondary schools? I bought a pair of sports shoes that consists of 70% white and of Cedar colours, blue and grey :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After back home, Queenie and I went swimming at Jalan Besar Swimming Stadium! YAY! It was like people wanna compete against me in swimming. lawls... I swam as fast as I can but didn't win and didn't lose~ ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yesterday - 3rd January 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Qiao Chu's birthday! So basically, my day was spent with Qiao Chu in celebrating her birthday. We watched Yesman! It was extremely hilarious, I must say. Though I hate the last part... naked backs. YUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a MYUK wallet for her! It cost $$. Oh... now then I remembered that I had forgotten to take off the price tag! ZOMG! -.- yeah... she loves it totally! noooo, she loves me more! :D I love her even more! lawls! After watching the movie, she had to go for tuition. MAN, it's her birthday, SPARE HER! TUITION???!!! :b gahhh... anyway she left. And that left with Sharmine and Shu Yun still in their cchms uniform after their orientation. I mean they rushed to the cinema in taxi! gahhh... please, their orientation camp ended like 40 minutes later? ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we intended to go to the Bunk at the MRT station, but then no pupils in school uniforms are allowed! -.-' We planned to go arcade next, but then the same thing stopped us! :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, they had their lunch at seven eleven and we dispersed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd January 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ohhh! That day was the first day of school! Not only did I love it, I am looking forward to going to Cedar Girls' everyday! I love school!!! I feel no stress AT ALL! No pressure! Ohh... and practically everyone in Cedar are unexpectedly approachable, friendly, energetic, enthusiastic, hyper... and much more! I love all Cedarians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I could remember 33 names from my class after cautious calculation. lawls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some sort of prize giving that day for the orientation camp. 1I gets none of them! lawls, but it's okay! The most enthusiastic class award goes to 1Oreo! :no surprise: lawls! Their class is very rocking. Erhh... but 1Ice Cream rocks harder KAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class chairgirl is Megan! YAY! I feel so proud! Vice-chairgirl goes to my partner, Yi Ting! YAY! SUPER PROUD! (She loves being vice!) Treasurer is Yasmin! haha... and so on... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love Cedar! (from the bottom of my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1st January 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Sharmine's 12th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;We watched Twilight. (like super unupdated?) -laughs-&lt;br /&gt;Okay... after watching... I have no idea why I really looked up to Edward! anddd the Cullens!&lt;br /&gt;I mean they could resist that temptation!&lt;br /&gt;If it were me... I have no idea how I am to resist! (I always fall for temptation) LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the movie, out of nowhere, Hwee Lee's phone rang! LOLS. Shimu called her. dots! FUNNY SHIMU!&lt;br /&gt;OH NO MY PHONE IS RINGING NOW...&lt;br /&gt;LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;It was Yu Fang!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;Funny Yu Fang! lawls... :D&lt;br /&gt;So I told her what to bring tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;anyway... back to &lt;strong&gt;2nd January&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;she rocks! She is completely my 恩人！&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you know that day, we had a 6P class gathering at Boon Keng there.&lt;br /&gt;It was she who accompanied me there! Luckily she lives there, if not, I have to travel there by a very complicated way! yfily!!! THANKYOUUUSOMUCHHHHHH!!!! MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... back to &lt;strong&gt;1st January&lt;/strong&gt;, the first day of 2009! After watching the movie, we took neoprints! YAY! And this time round, I totally love these neoprints! All so chio except me! lawls! Queenie drew something funny... I shouldn't state for I will be deadmeat if I do... for more enquiries on this, YOU ARE WELCOME TO ASK ME PERSONALLY!&lt;br /&gt;I put touch-up on Sharmine's face. LAWLS. Didn't mean it, Sharmine! Okay, I meant it. I mean, birthday girl gotta look super pretty right! I don't mean that you're not, you already are! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;31st December 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown... lawls! Watching Channel 5! It was oh-so-funny that night! After countdown, it was like 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, !!! HAPPY NEW YEAR! After all those super high cheers, like about 10 minutes later, Queenie came into the room from chatting with whoever on MSN, and asked, "Is it the countdown yet? Is it the countdown yet?" LAWLS! IT WAS 1ST JANUARY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30th December 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Something happened but I can't remembered.&lt;br /&gt;The same thing for the rest of the days! LAWLS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-6603608302138480668?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6603608302138480668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=6603608302138480668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6603608302138480668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6603608302138480668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/sun-dayyy-but-then-its-wind-day-p.html' title='sun-dayyy! but then it&apos;s wind-day!! :P'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-1680615419543254893</id><published>2008-12-28T17:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T18:58:32.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY! IT'S SUNDAY!</title><content type='html'>Hola! It's Sunday! That means I had to blog! Ohh... this is the last blog entry in 2008 'cause today is the last sunday in 2008! Precious Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days without a maid is tougher than you think it can be... I have to sweep and mop the floor, fold the clothes, cook (:D), wash the dishes, tidy up Nora's dishevelled room... (usually, ... (for me) means that I can't think of another thing to say ;D;D) LOL. It's so much tougher than when I said all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahs! So, our positive lies to Nora went pretty effective. I mean of course she has a little emotions inside her but A LITTLE. Our maid returned to her hometown 11 days ago and we told Nora that she was coming back 10 days later which she didn't. Sooooo... innocent Nora was emotional about the absence of our maid... therefore we planned some kind of exciting activity to indirectly console her, I suggested to go to Pasir Ris Park to cycle! Everybody agreed. The trip went out efficient, she felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's 2nd day of orientation! I am so looking forward to it! There's amazing race! I am so totally excited about it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and I submitted the CCAs online yesterday, here's how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;1. Media Club (Publications &amp;amp; Photography)&lt;br /&gt;2. CLDDS&lt;br /&gt;3. NCC&lt;br /&gt;4. Table Tennis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can get into my first choice!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1680615419543254893?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1680615419543254893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1680615419543254893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1680615419543254893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1680615419543254893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay-its-sunday.html' title='YAY! IT&apos;S SUNDAY!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-1920497143651206302</id><published>2008-12-21T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T21:34:39.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Not?</title><content type='html'>This is the quiz qiaomei tagged me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes or Media Player or etc on"Shuffle" mode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.For each question, press the next button to get your answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THE SONG NAME NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Put comments in brackets after the song name.(if possible) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag People.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you male or female? &lt;em&gt;Anywhere But Here - Hilary Duff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;female lah you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe yourself.  &lt;em&gt;Bubbly- Colbie Caillat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am listening to this song.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like floating in the air... very peaceful... very carefree... except! my sister suddenly scream at the television! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do people feel when they're around you? &lt;em&gt;Come Clean - Hilary Duff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo,and agitated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would you like to be now? &lt;em&gt;I Kissed A Girl - Katy Perry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to dance! Club! I kissed a girl, and I like it, the taste of her cherry... it felt so wrong, it felt so right, don't mean I'm in love tonight... I like it... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about love?  &lt;em&gt;Last Christmas- Hilary Duff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel encouraged :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your life like? &lt;em&gt;Play With Fire - Hilary Duff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Dangerous? Everything is dangerous... my life is shaky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you ask for if you had only one wish? &lt;em&gt;Is It You - Cassie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the "You"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone say "is this okay" you say... &lt;em&gt;一比一-范玮琪&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't disturb me! I want to listen to this song! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you describe yourself? &lt;em&gt;I Will Be Very Good To You - Audition &lt;/em&gt;(LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Don't understand the song lyrics? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your life's purpose? &lt;em&gt;Little Voice - Hilary Duff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of that little voice in my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your motto? &lt;em&gt;Positivity - Ashley Tisdale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live in a world of positivity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your friends think of you? &lt;em&gt;Like Whoa - Aly &amp;amp; AJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Like Whoa! They feel good 'bout me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your parents? &lt;em&gt;Dreamer - Hilary Duff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them! (stop watching me... bom bom bom bom...) continue watching me, mum and dad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about very often? &lt;em&gt;Tattoo - Jordin Sparks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't waste time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 2+2? &lt;em&gt;My Happy Ending - Avril Lavigne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 lah, my maths (A*) okay! LOL... too arrogant... so much for my happy ending...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your best friend? &lt;em&gt;Break My Heart - Hilary Duff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break My heart, then sew it back. :D enemies, then BFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your life's story? &lt;em&gt;Into The Night - (Ft. Chad Kroeg) Santana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance into the Night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up? &lt;em&gt;Supergirl- Hilary Duff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Supergirl! hahaha... Super at everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you dance to at your wedding? &lt;em&gt;Shine - Hilary Duff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will they play at your funeral? &lt;em&gt;Haters - Hilary Duff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nooooooo, don't play this song lahs, I am your lovers!!! don't!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your hobby/interest? &lt;em&gt;Weird - Hilary Duff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;being weird? dots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest fear? &lt;em&gt;Lose Your Love - Vaness Hudgens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lose My Love? dots... My real love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest secret?&lt;em&gt; I Can Do Better - Avril Lavigne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do better lahs. dots... what a secret. I hate somebody? (I hate you now, that's why you're gone, I can do better...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your friends? &lt;em&gt;Things I'll Never Say - Avril Lavigne&lt;/em&gt; (LOL... if only this song goes with the previous question)&lt;br /&gt;Lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you post this as? &lt;em&gt;Why Not - Hilary Duff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not try doing this quiz, yeah? (to the ppl I am going to tag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 5 ppl to do this quiz: Queenie, Sharmine, Qiao Chu, Clare, Qian Hui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1920497143651206302?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1920497143651206302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1920497143651206302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1920497143651206302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1920497143651206302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-quiz-qiaomei-tagged-me-to-do.html' title='Why Not?'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-8456260250783699621</id><published>2008-12-19T20:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T20:30:29.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cedar Girls!</title><content type='html'>Hihihihi!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, to all my darling taggers, I have no time to return back your taggies! :( sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Like tomorrow still need to buy uniforms and those things, so bussssy!!!&lt;br /&gt;There are blouse, skirt, pe jacket, pe shirt, pe shorts, sports bra (:o), blahs... still need to measure here and there... :o:o&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to Cedar Girls' alone today because my Dad have to go with Queenie. At first, I wasn't quite happy going there, because like nobody in hws is going with me! But then, after all those briefing I found out that Cedar is not bad LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then, when dismissing time, suddenly, I saw Valerie Crystalo. LOL. But then her mum and she were enquiring the teacher, so I didn't bother to disturb them.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh... later I bought all the books all by myself... I just ticked everything I need (luckily I didn't tick those CL books 'cause HCL no need CL books) and anyhow ticked for the optional items... I brought everything back home all by myself... those books weigh like golds. -.- That's why I gotta buy Cedar Clothing tomorrow, unless I have more hands to spare.&lt;br /&gt;After home, only then that I realised one of the optional items, which is the dictionary is the same as the Chinese dictionary bought in hws... so I gotta go back to the refund counter and refund that dictionary tomorrow which cost me like... $50?? I forgot... or 18 something(impossible LOL)...&lt;br /&gt;Orientation Camp starting from 26th December!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-8456260250783699621?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8456260250783699621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=8456260250783699621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8456260250783699621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8456260250783699621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/cedar-girls.html' title='Cedar Girls!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-2320524498648687679</id><published>2008-12-15T23:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:51:43.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Singapore!</title><content type='html'>I am back to Singapore! Yay! :o So that I can rest :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been away for 18 days, from 27th November-15th December(today!), LOL, so I'm quite unupdated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;27th November-4th December&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;visited all relatives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;settled down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;:D:D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5th December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SUZ1n-NeWYI/AAAAAAAAATE/8A83Rpt3NTo/s1600-h/DSC00185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280036942713346434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SUZ1n-NeWYI/AAAAAAAAATE/8A83Rpt3NTo/s320/DSC00185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;visit our(Queenie and my) old pri school :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SUZ2Py3XWNI/AAAAAAAAATM/NxlHkl0gHGs/s1600-h/DSC00190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280037626862590162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SUZ2Py3XWNI/AAAAAAAAATM/NxlHkl0gHGs/s320/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our cousin's school(Abigail), top in hk okay! (quite small[as compared to sg's] ;x;x) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SUZ4gK2HSlI/AAAAAAAAATU/bmBa4tjN2Y8/s1600-h/DSC00204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280040107200957010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SUZ4gK2HSlI/AAAAAAAAATU/bmBa4tjN2Y8/s320/DSC00204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this photo in our grandma's house. LOL. Queenie's bottle was three times bigger than mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7th December&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Beijing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SUZ5cP1iQ8I/AAAAAAAAATk/ap56FX8wTwQ/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280041139332858818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SUZ5cP1iQ8I/AAAAAAAAATk/ap56FX8wTwQ/s320/DSC00246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the aeroplane~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SUZ5B_byWtI/AAAAAAAAATc/c47VOQMEm9M/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280040688253295314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SUZ5B_byWtI/AAAAAAAAATc/c47VOQMEm9M/s320/DSC00292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hotel!(more like a condo inside ;D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8th December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SUZ6EeVe1oI/AAAAAAAAATs/uB6gwxNtSgA/s1600-h/DSC00299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280041830419715714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SUZ6EeVe1oI/AAAAAAAAATs/uB6gwxNtSgA/s320/DSC00299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;polluted air in Beijing ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SUZ6feZV64I/AAAAAAAAAT0/HsOfttb0hzk/s1600-h/DSC00302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280042294292376450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SUZ6feZV64I/AAAAAAAAAT0/HsOfttb0hzk/s320/DSC00302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cable car to Great Wall Of China. LOL. &lt;em&gt;CABLE CAR.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;--going midnight--to be continued...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-2320524498648687679?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2320524498648687679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=2320524498648687679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/2320524498648687679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/2320524498648687679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-to-singapore.html' title='Back to Singapore!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SUZ1n-NeWYI/AAAAAAAAATE/8A83Rpt3NTo/s72-c/DSC00185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37671551.post-403469681963286408</id><published>2008-11-30T20:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:08:03.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roar!</title><content type='html'>nothing much to write not because that I am bored like what everyone is but because of the overwhelming things that had happened to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay, I am pretty frustrated deleting all the images in my new camera!!! URGH! This is like the third time carelessly deleted all these precious images!!! ;(&lt;br /&gt;next, I hereby declare that I am in Hong Kong!! So don't call/sms me unless you wanna waste S$2.70 (think so??)per minute! Haiz... a stupid stranger who keeps calling my sg phone like he had nothing better to do. He asked,"Where are you now?" Dots... who the heck is he???? I can hear his accent, I think he is a malay or an indonesian. Gahhh... don't call me again you ****!&lt;br /&gt;now, buh-byes! :D:D pretty emotion-less. LOL. thankyouuu blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-403469681963286408?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/403469681963286408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=403469681963286408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/403469681963286408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/403469681963286408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/roar.html' title='roar!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-6284388060472966168</id><published>2008-11-28T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T15:12:00.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzie2</title><content type='html'>A. People who have been tagged must write their answer in their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Tag 8 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they are tagged by and cannot tag the person who they were tagged by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was tagged by serene ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. Continue this game by sending this to 8 other people:&lt;br /&gt;1.Shi Ting&lt;br /&gt;2.Yi Xuan&lt;br /&gt;3.Ivy&lt;br /&gt;4.Jia Yi&lt;br /&gt;5.Sujata&lt;br /&gt;6.Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;7.Edlyn&lt;br /&gt;8.Wan Ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;i've been busy-ing with lots of things. blogskinning, swimming, choosing sec schs, changing passports...&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;no, because it never die. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;3. What happened at 10 am today?&lt;br /&gt;10 am arh? right, my ez-link fall deep down into the toilet bowl in a public toilet in Hong Kong. I was trying to pick it up and succeeded!&lt;br /&gt;4. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;i can't answer this question... not this month, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;5. Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;br /&gt;idk!&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want in your life now?&lt;br /&gt;visit my cousins!&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you tend to make relationships complicated?&lt;br /&gt;:p too early.&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;yes, from my mum.&lt;br /&gt;9. What was the last movie you caught.&lt;br /&gt;The Coffin~.&lt;br /&gt;10. Does the person you like knows that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;of course. my sister knows.&lt;br /&gt;11. Who always makes you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;my lover; my sister.&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you speak languages other than english?&lt;br /&gt;yes :D i speak mandarin and cantonese.&lt;br /&gt;13. Favourite website(s)?&lt;br /&gt;LeeHwee's blog!&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;going fotan(HK).&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;I am very... positive ;D&lt;br /&gt;16. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;with my lover; my sister. LOL, no offence!&lt;br /&gt;17. Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;tsing yi, you ma dai. youmadai, queuing to get my passport changed outdoor! &lt;br /&gt;18. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;no game.&lt;br /&gt;19. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;MDM CHOONG! ROOM 402!&lt;br /&gt;20. If you have to choose between a friend and a lover, who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;i can't choose a lover because i don't have one, so FRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;21. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;being nagged by my aunt to shut the com.&lt;br /&gt;22. Which primary school were you from?&lt;br /&gt;hongwen ! hws! homework sch! husbandwifesch!&lt;br /&gt;23. Name three colours you like.&lt;br /&gt;orange, blue, black!&lt;br /&gt;24. What emotion do you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;25. What is life to you?&lt;br /&gt;always positive! always at the tip of the roller coaster!&lt;br /&gt;26. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;hit the table. OUCH, MY HAND HURTS!&lt;br /&gt;27. Who did you last chat with on msn today?&lt;br /&gt;last? the day before ytd... Yi Xuan?&lt;br /&gt;28. Who do you admire the most?&lt;br /&gt;aunt april! always so stylish!&lt;br /&gt;29. Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;april! ahahah. ^&lt;br /&gt;30. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;i want to stop doing this quiz!&lt;br /&gt;31. What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;15.01!&lt;br /&gt;32. Your opinion on the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;serene; brainy girl.&lt;br /&gt;33. What colour do you like to dye your hair? &lt;br /&gt;black. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;34. Why are you doing this test? &lt;br /&gt;serene demanded. ahahah LOL. ;X;X&lt;br /&gt;35. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;br /&gt;SMILE :). lol.&lt;br /&gt;36. At which stage do you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;25.&lt;br /&gt;37. Who is closer to you?&lt;br /&gt;my lover; my sister.&lt;br /&gt;38. If today is the last day of your life, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;kiss everyone. MUACKS! lol.&lt;br /&gt;39. Who is/are the people/person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;my love; my sis.&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you believe in seeing the rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;erh... i saw before.&lt;br /&gt;41. If you have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;260!&lt;br /&gt;42. What is your goal for this year? &lt;br /&gt;NYGH. but then bye.&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;of course. when i get the right ppl. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;44. What feeling do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;"satisfaction :D hahaha."&lt;br /&gt;YARH.&lt;br /&gt;45. What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;"jealousy~ it kills ok. hahahh"&lt;br /&gt;YARH.&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you really think it's global warming now?&lt;br /&gt;of course.&lt;br /&gt;47.Do you like doing quizzes?&lt;br /&gt;no. very troublesome. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you believe in gods?&lt;br /&gt;FIFTY FIFTY.&lt;br /&gt;49. Who cares for you the most?&lt;br /&gt;everyone. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;50. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;51. What will you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;BRING MY CORALS. lol. TOP.&lt;br /&gt;52. What have you regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;PLAYING.&lt;br /&gt;53. What do you do if nobody cared for you any longer?&lt;br /&gt;WRITE DOWN USING MY BLEEDING FINGER ' NOBODY CARED FOR ME ANY LONGER' !&lt;br /&gt;54.What will you do if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;KICK HIS...&lt;br /&gt;55. How do you feel now?&lt;br /&gt;STOP DOING THIS QUIZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-6284388060472966168?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6284388060472966168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=6284388060472966168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6284388060472966168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6284388060472966168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/quizzie2.html' title='quizzie2'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-544846917225588874</id><published>2008-11-27T20:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T15:40:27.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzie1</title><content type='html'>My distant relative, Sujata asked me to do this quizzzie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have secrets ?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Would you fall in love with a boy younger then you ?&lt;br /&gt;If he is cute and not too childish. LOL. ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Do you enjoy school ?&lt;br /&gt;Of course, why wouldn't I? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.What would you do with a billion dollars ?&lt;br /&gt;Keep the money to a place where no one knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Would you fall in love with your best friend ?&lt;br /&gt;If I have a best friend, certainly I will love her, but not the other kind of love which you meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Which is more blessed , loving someone or someone loving you ?&lt;br /&gt;"None of the above. See, if you like someone and that person doesnt likes you, it hurts a lot. LOLOL. And if someone likes you but you dont like that person, you'll find it irritating. (: "&lt;br /&gt;Totally agree with what my brainy distant relative said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.List out 15 of your favourite songs :&lt;br /&gt;1. The Potential Breakup Song&lt;br /&gt;2. He Said She Said&lt;br /&gt;3. With Love&lt;br /&gt;uhh... can I don't list all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.If the person you secretly like is attached , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;I will be jealous, and I will do what normally jealous people do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Is there something that make you extremely happy ?&lt;br /&gt;Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What makes you angry ?&lt;br /&gt;"When things dont go on like what I want :D " Sujata is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.How would you see yourself in ten years time ?&lt;br /&gt;A uni woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currenly the most important person to you ?&lt;br /&gt;My family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What is the most important thing in life ?&lt;br /&gt;Love. Is it a thing? I &lt;3 my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor ?&lt;br /&gt;Single and rich. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What is your favourite colour ?&lt;br /&gt;I won't say all because that's da fei suo wen. My favourite colour is white because when all the seven colours in the rainbow are mixed up, it turns out to be white &lt;3. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What would you give all in relationships ?&lt;br /&gt;I would not want to be in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.If you fall in love with two people who would you pick ?&lt;br /&gt;I would pick the one I love more. LOL. You never say love equally right. LOL. (SO EASY...) ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing that someone has done ?&lt;br /&gt;It depends. If it is forgivable then I will forgive and forget. LOL. Though most probably I will because it already happened, I can never turn back the clock and stop whatever is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you really want now ?&lt;br /&gt;I want... to go home.(I am not at home now) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 People who are doing this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;1. Yi Xuan&lt;br /&gt;2. W. Si Ying&lt;br /&gt;3. Sharmine&lt;br /&gt;4. Queenie&lt;br /&gt;5. Qiao Chu&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged/passed me this is:&lt;br /&gt;Sujata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The relationship between him/her is:&lt;br /&gt;Distant relative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Your 5 impression of him/her is:&lt;br /&gt;1. Funny&lt;br /&gt;2. Hilarious&lt;br /&gt;3. Optimistic&lt;br /&gt;4. Emo&lt;br /&gt;5. Pretty. :D:D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.The most memorable thing he/she had done for you was:&lt;br /&gt;Laughing Out Loud. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.The most memorable thing he/she had said to you was?&lt;br /&gt;Go Nan Hua with mee! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.If he/she becomes your lover, you would?&lt;br /&gt;Tell her that I am not a lesbian and neither is she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.If he/she becomes your lover, things that he/she would need to improve on?&lt;br /&gt;To change her gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.If he/she becomes your enemy, you would?&lt;br /&gt;Tell her that I am not your enemy. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.If he/she becomes your enemy, what would be the reason?&lt;br /&gt;Laugh too much. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.The most desired thing you would want to do for him/her?&lt;br /&gt;LAUGH. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.How do you think the people around you, feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;GREAT, ALWAYS GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.The characters that I love about myself, are?&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn, Thinking, Responsible, Integrity. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.On the contrary, what character do you hate about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;clumsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.The most ideal person that I'd want to be?&lt;br /&gt;myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.For people that love, care and show concern for you, what do you have to say to them?&lt;br /&gt;ily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this quiz to 10 people that you'd want to know, how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Queenie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-An Tong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-Clare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-Yuan Zhen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-Rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-Jia Yi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-Sharmine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-Yi Xuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-Qiao Chu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who is (6) [Rachel] having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;erh... i really don't know... ahhaha. is it arix phua? i don't know whether i spell correctly. hahaahs.&lt;br /&gt;2.Is (9) [I dont know] a female or a male?&lt;br /&gt;Female. &lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.If (7) [Jia Yi] and (9) [Yi Xuan] are together, would it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. MAYBE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.What is (2) [An Tong] studying about?&lt;br /&gt;something I don't know. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.When is the last time you spoke to (3) [Serene]?&lt;br /&gt;Before she leaves for holiday. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What kind of music does (8) [Sharmine] like?&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Does (1) [Queenie] have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Me and Nora. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Will you woo (3) [Sharmine] ?&lt;br /&gt;If she is a lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.How about (7) [Jia Yi]?&lt;br /&gt;She won't like it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Is (4) [Alyssa] single?&lt;br /&gt;How would I know? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What's the surname of (5) [Yuan Zhen] ?&lt;br /&gt;Koh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.What's the hobby of (10) [Qiao Chu]?&lt;br /&gt;DDR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Does (5) [Yuan Zhen] and (9)[Yi Xuan] get along well?&lt;br /&gt;Of course they get along well. actually i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Where is (2) [An Tong] studying at?&lt;br /&gt;Hong Wen, but gradutated :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Tell something casual about (1) [Queenie].&lt;br /&gt;She has longggggggggggg legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Where does (9)[Yi Xuan] live at?&lt;br /&gt;Kallang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.What colour does (4) [Alyssa] like?&lt;br /&gt;idk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Are (1)[Queenie] and (5)[Yuan Zhen] good friends?&lt;br /&gt;Very good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Is (7)[Jia Yi] the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.What is (6) [Rachel] doing now?&lt;br /&gt;breathing~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-544846917225588874?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/544846917225588874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=544846917225588874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/544846917225588874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/544846917225588874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-distant-relative-sujata-asked-me-to.html' title='quizzie1'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-7415021969163179728</id><published>2008-11-25T20:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:37:34.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!</title><content type='html'>Just chilled! I am so nervous! I submitted the S1 form... and here's the screenshot I took...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SSv2Ugo772I/AAAAAAAAAS8/NuUBaNPam_k/s1600-h/S1+SCREENSHOT.PNG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-unavailable- LOL. ;X&lt;br /&gt;Since Sujata posted an SS for her S1 submition, I shall too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DADA!&lt;/span&gt; I should have said this earlier...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I am pretty sure that I am quite the only possible person going sngs... haiyas, Shu Yun put sngs as third! :( andd... Gisella... hopefully she will be able to make it there... though I don't really know her nor do we communicate often... um... and Yi Xuan... the only thing I know is that she is not putting sngs as her first choice...&lt;br /&gt;so now! 65% of my instinct tells me that I am alone in sngs.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I will certainly make new friends, and I don't have to depend on people I know right, it all depends on whether we have that little affinity.&lt;br /&gt;Talk so much on others, what about myelf???&lt;br /&gt;W...h...a...t... if I can't make it to sngs? ;o&lt;br /&gt;then I wasted my energy typing all that I typed earlier ;o&lt;br /&gt;MY CHEMICAL POTENTIAL energy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-7415021969163179728?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7415021969163179728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=7415021969163179728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/7415021969163179728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/7415021969163179728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/omg.html' title='OMG!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-3208879420598291493</id><published>2008-11-20T19:07:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:22:45.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deadpan</title><content type='html'>Hahahahaha... it had been three days since I blogged, obviously, it wasn't 7days, so I broke the rule to blog unevenly... I won't blogged on this Sunday then. :d&lt;br /&gt;I came to blog because of a &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; important thing, MY PSLE RESULT. How can you deem examination like this to be unimportant, that's why, I must break that rule...&lt;br /&gt;Okays. The result I got left me deadpan for I've expected that to happen almost accurately. I estimated myself to get 240-260 and it really came true that I got the middle score minus one after adding the two marks for Higher Chinese merit. So you should know how much I scored.&lt;br /&gt;I am utterly disappointed with my English, I failed Miss Irene Koh who expected all in EN1 to get 80+ for English. GRRRH. Anyway, I am exceptionally happy with my Science. I thought that I would fail or get a C, but NO!!! I was stupefied with joy! I got an A O.O!! Almost as surprised as my own Science results, Sheng Xian actually got A* for Science. He is the one who got the lowest and the one and only 6Punkster who failed for Science Prelim!!!! It's unbelievable! And so miraculous! Anyway, congratulation Sheng Xian. Maybe he should appeal ;x&lt;br /&gt;Erm... So I got A* for Mathematics as expected and A* for Chinese. I was quite surprised for my Chinese result too... So overall, that's what I got... which didn't satisfied my Dad and myself to get 260 and above. But all is done, I can't change the fact, because I don't get to have another PSLE unless I retain. OH, BULLSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Choong and Ms Yun recommended me to Cedar Girls' or Tanjong Katong Girls'. These are the two schools they recommended in common. Ms Yun said that she found the girls in these two schools behave better than in other schools. Erm... and for some farther schools, I have considered CHIJ St. Nicholas Girls and River Valley High School(hopefully...). And the other two schools out of these six choices are Singapore Chinese Girls' School and Methodist Girls' School. Only one mixed school, WAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;+++ you know, once, my Dad told me to get another 294(another as in last year's highest is 294) but then I replied,"249 can?" that's 249 now. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-3208879420598291493?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3208879420598291493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=3208879420598291493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3208879420598291493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3208879420598291493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/deadpan.html' title='deadpan'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-4082862633390531919</id><published>2008-11-17T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:18:31.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6p!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dOLh4S_hayU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dOLh4S_hayU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Sean!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-4082862633390531919?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4082862633390531919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=4082862633390531919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4082862633390531919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4082862633390531919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/6p.html' title='6p!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-1572772023604739459</id><published>2008-11-17T21:20:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:47:55.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalalalala</title><content type='html'>Greetings to my darlings,&lt;br /&gt;ummm... I notice putting on the post number in the title part is too formal for me, so I'd erased this habit and be myself again. Gahhh... just finished dinner like unsually late, but I am sitting here. 'But' means my maid said after dinning, sitting will make you fatter, but who cares? I shall exercise more. -blahs- yeah, I will be greatly remorseful some while later. Yeah, speaking about fat, today, I transfer unnecessary fats to my body. First of all, after going to CDAC to register for the holiday programmes, my sister and I decided to go to KFC in the vicinity to have some snacks. I ate quarter of a burger and three quarter of the cheese fries, I know I must have got much heavier. VERY MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;Later, &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt;, I am sitting here. gahhhh, that's&lt;em&gt; means&lt;/em&gt; I shall exercise even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, why I am blogging so spontaneously, you might ask, not because of any informal reasons but that I am here to declare that I am going to blog weekly okays? That will kind of brighten my blog with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so ridiculous. I mean we are supposed to feel bored now like what everyone does. Strangely, I do not. My time was completely packed with activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-gahhhh damn stupid arrows, deleted my words. I won't waste my time retyping whatsoever I typed earlier. You can guess what I had typed in this part but &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; ask me to type this whatsoever.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my art class went fine, I would be going for the forth lesson next Sunday. Till now, I did a clay work of a witch which coincidentally my sister, Nora spontaneously loves witches, and also, I did a pattern work like what we did at school during art and craft lesson. I feel okayokay getting an A* for that pattern work of a total score, 94/100. :) Oh, perhaps I shall blog every Sunday, since I will be pretty busy during secondary life, I bet. However, remembering what my P2 teacher in Hong Kong said, I feel 矛盾 with my words. She said secondary life is totally fun, with NO pressure at all. Perhaps, that's old Hong Kong. Boohooos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm... hope QiaoChu can fix her blogskin code. I can't tag her blog because her tagboard is locked. Something is wrong ;x For don't know when till now, there're like a lot of spammers hanging around Shi Ting's and her blog. Get well soon, QC's blog!&lt;br /&gt;"I HEAR YOUR SCREAM, "help!" Need a helping hand with your codes QC?"&lt;br /&gt;that's likely what I wanted to tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for me! 27th November will be the huge day for I will be returning to Hong Kong for the first time this year!!!! What's more exciting, I will be going to Beijing on 1st December~~~ I shall see "CAN'T SEE"康熙's great palace! muahahahahah~ and the bird nest! muahahahahha~ and tiananmen square~~~~ and the great wall of china where you can see it even when you are up on moon~~~ that means chang-er can see it~~~~ no lahs, there's no chang-er. hahahaahs. okays, and I will be getting my first SONY camera in Hong Kong for it will be so much cheaper than in Singapore. My Dad said, "Definitely, it will cost S$100 lesser." WOWHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEARECOMINGCOMINGCOMINGCOMING!&lt;br /&gt;(ilovethismarchingtune)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1572772023604739459?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1572772023604739459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1572772023604739459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1572772023604739459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1572772023604739459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/lalalalalala.html' title='lalalalalala'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-1881125885423592465</id><published>2008-11-11T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:26:12.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#205: not determined</title><content type='html'>LOL!&lt;br /&gt;OH SO FUNNY LAHS.&lt;br /&gt;and OOPS!&lt;br /&gt;you caught me blogging T_T&lt;br /&gt;This shows how 'determined' I am. Okay next time, better don't count on me, my words. Now, I am blogging with this sudden gush of interest. Why ah, that I am interested to blog now, OH-SO-INTERESTED. All I know is that now, at another tab, is screening An Tong's blog. Something infectious told me to blog, something almost invisible when An Tong's blog is totally visible to me. geee... this is so difficult. (something about her blog song... so nice...)&lt;br /&gt;My heart is like pierced, ehh... it will be woven once again when I got so 'determined'... I mean, we are graduating from Hong Wen, and tomorrow will be the last day I am ever going to sing the school song, the last time I will embarrassed myself in Hong Wen School, the last time to embarrass myself in the old Hong Wen School, the last time that all of us will be like so all in this together in the old HONG WEN SCHOOL. I really wanna cry, but I can't, because something invisible (again) stopped me. Or should I say that I don't have the urge~~ I wonder if Mdm Choong is ever going to cry tomorrow, maybe not for WE ROCK, in contrast, she should be so contented that she weeps while being impressed and touched by our effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--arrested--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1881125885423592465?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1881125885423592465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1881125885423592465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1881125885423592465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1881125885423592465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/205-not-determined.html' title='#205: not determined'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-2884554574432750830</id><published>2008-11-02T13:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T13:26:36.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#204:hey, you must know this, plan for tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>I was stupefied to see 10 votes for my latest entry.&lt;br /&gt;As you see, that entry must be typed by someone nuts who is me. I was pretty mad that day for don't know what reason, that's why I typed all those hellos to cheer up. It is quite effective as you can see an 'oopsie' which I told myself because I typed double hellos in one row. So, I was ROFL, that's what. I was surprisingly contented to see that my blog became lively and more popular because of that silly entry I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now that I understand why some active blogger actually start rotting their blog where decomposition happens. Maybe this is not what they think but I think this way. Blogging occupied most of your time and it doesn't help at all in your studies because you are doing all the typing, hence your penmanship will surely deteriorate and what's the point to reveal your secrets in your blog... won't writing a diary goes better and more effective which saves more time than blogging... plus you still gotta tag here and there just to receive another tag back by the dear taggers who wasted their time. It just goes around and around; a cycle. Another point is that your eyesight will also deteriorate when you blog constantly, eyeing the bright screen as hard as you can when sting of tear began to form behind your eyes. aw, I've no idea how much I would have lost blogging daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, handwritten is X100(infinitive number) BETTER THAN BLOGGING, TYPING, SPOILING YOUR EYESIGHT. Though your must keep to a distance to your diary book when you are handwriting your diary too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. writing on diary expresses your personal feelings more than typing, for sometimes when you're angry, you would see a dark patch of ink on the paper, happy, neat handwriting, sad, anyhow, tremendous mess on the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s.s. when you blog, short form surely comes in where I typed ROFL above, this also increases the deteriorating in your English Language which in P5 COMPREHENSION OE CA1, I wrote a short form FOR A WORD in the sentence of answer in the blank to question NUMBER 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-2884554574432750830?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2884554574432750830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=2884554574432750830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/2884554574432750830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/2884554574432750830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/204hey.html' title='#204:hey, you must know this, plan for tomorrow.'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-5567761923968819712</id><published>2008-10-22T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T14:29:32.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hellos</title><content type='html'>hellos~&lt;br /&gt;hellos~&lt;br /&gt;hellos~&lt;br /&gt;hellos~&lt;br /&gt;hellos~&lt;br /&gt;hellos~&lt;br /&gt;hellos~&lt;br /&gt;hellos~&lt;br /&gt;hellos~&lt;br /&gt;hellos~&lt;br /&gt;hellos~&lt;br /&gt;hellos~&lt;br /&gt;hellos~hellos~&lt;br /&gt;OPPSIE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-5567761923968819712?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5567761923968819712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=5567761923968819712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5567761923968819712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5567761923968819712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/hellos.html' title='hellos'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-3506545366107126160</id><published>2008-10-18T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T19:16:52.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Influenced</title><content type='html'>Reading XiaXue's 18Sept04 post impacted me to stop blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I should blog infrequently and use computer just for once in a while then ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-3506545366107126160?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3506545366107126160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=3506545366107126160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3506545366107126160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3506545366107126160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/influenced.html' title='Influenced'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-8461767654309123109</id><published>2008-10-15T20:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:14:27.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#201- Feelings</title><content type='html'>Today, we were given the books for posting to Secondary 1. Oh my, I don't know, but I feel a ripple of something(either excitement or... fright) chasing up and down my back and I simply feel my hair standing up when looking at these words: Posting to Secondary 1. I don't know what happened. I feel quite... sad knowing that I am leaving Hong Wen but it's strange because I am not leaving like so soon yet :S Donno lehx, simply eyeing at S1, I felt uncomfortable. :P Perhaps I would really miss everything that (used to) belong to me then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, then then then, we were chided by Mdm Choong for not being disciplined after PSLE, and then then then we went to the computer lab and do social studies research. After that, we were free to do whatever we wanted to. I went to blogskins.com, and commented on some blogskins, hoping to increase my hierarchy in blogskins so that these wart blogskinners will link back to my blogskins to comment on my latest blogskin. It is totally unfair, and I am stating the truth. Okay, since Mdm Choong said that we should tolerate like what Singaporeans do when they feel disgusted to some cultures of the other religion, I shouldn't drone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, we trained for the inter class basketball game. I was completely stupefied that Hwee Ling could succumbed to the temptation of not getting hungry you know. I mean, I, who had lunch was already hungry at 3pm and she, not having lunch from 12 onwards didn't even seemed to complain. Right, and I tell you, I've never been so lethargic at least for the past two years before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's 9pm already and my recent readers should know what I am engaged to. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-8461767654309123109?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8461767654309123109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=8461767654309123109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8461767654309123109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8461767654309123109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/201-basketball.html' title='#201- Feelings'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-1803387155637990394</id><published>2008-10-14T20:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T20:39:07.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200th post</title><content type='html'>WAY TO GO!&lt;br /&gt;Yays, here typing the 200th post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there's the trip to Little India which lures 9 schools. That's what Hwee Ling accurately counted 0.0. Anyway, the trip was fine, and fun! Strangely, I could not help yawning at the beginning of the trip, tears were rolling down my cheeks irrepressibly. But they were like deadpan tears. TT We had roti+pratas+another one which I was not sure of the name. It tastes &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; without the sauce. From this trip, I had gained impression on Little India, I felt that the Indians are very meticulous in their work. Simply look at the carvings they made for the gods and goddesses in the temple, and shops with lots of &lt;em&gt;things&lt;/em&gt; (that have shiny glittery small things sticking on it) hanging on the roof. Lastly I could feel how they adore shimmers, I mean like everything they have are shinning. At the end of the trip, I went for a henna, I thought it was beautifully drawn. I got a flower on my hand :D which only cost like 50cents? :D Also, that I bought a merlion key chain for the MALACCA PUPIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm... later that day, I tell you I've like never borrow so many money from my dear friends :D I was short of 10cents for the henna sooooo, I borrowed 10cents from Sharmine. Then later on, going to Hwee Ling house for practices on the upcoming inter class game by bus, due to my forgetting for bring ez-link card, I have to borrow 55cents from Hwee Ling and then borrowed 55cents from Qiaomei for travelling back home. Ohhhh thank youu you people for your wonderful shilling :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahs, going to Hwee Ling's house was fun! At first, we intended to practice basketball, but then later we found out that the basketball has a hole which leaks the air inside, which was not &lt;em&gt;bounceable&lt;/em&gt;. Sooooo we've been busy finding a solution but then all failed. Then we just practice the overhead pass, chest pass but not bounce pass for obvious reason. At last we played Monopoly and either Qiaomei, Serene or Hwee Ling win because I know I lost. :D Okay, you might find me spouting nonsense because these are the only other three playing the game. :P Whatever, win or lose is not that really important lahs. Then then, got home with Qiaomei's shilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how I played Monopoly, I borrowed too much money. heex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1803387155637990394?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1803387155637990394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1803387155637990394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1803387155637990394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1803387155637990394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/200th-post.html' title='200th post'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-7115199260694139587</id><published>2008-10-12T17:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:45:29.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogskin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/info/217349"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/skin_images/217/349/screenshots/217349_m1223789830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out my latest skin~ I thought this is the most gorgeous blogskin compared to all my other blogskins. Perhaps the main reason for my accurate perception is the help of my dearly great sister, QUEENIE KE! She plays such an important role in this skin that I credit her. I really do appreciate your time in helping me to judge on what's nice and what's not. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite our hard work, there is one blogskinner who is quite unreasonnable, she rates me 4.5 stars. Well, I really thought that that's unfair initially because blogskins which do not at all deserve 5 complete stars got 5 stars, but when I think deeply, I thought this person is the sort of fair person who has "versatile" ratings, not like those who rate every skins for 5 stars just to show how kind he/she is. However, I do appreciate if she gives me why my blogskin does not deserve 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After designing this fabulous blogskin, my sister and I went to Popular. She bought some stationery while I sort of sauntered, looking at the secondary schools' books. I thought that maybe I shall act fast now, so that I will not end up like what I am now in the future, so I bought a book on chinese composition. Although, I have like no idea of the format. Heex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm... that's like about it. OH yahs, today, when my sister and I were prepared to leave the swimming pool after all the swimmings and showers, we saw Si Qi. Okay, we were like hiiii. I was surprised that she wore the same shirt as what she had wore yesterday when we met in Popular. Or probably because that my spectacle is not on that very moment, that I assumed that. But I am quite sure that she wore shirts with the same colour. My sister said that she supports red house, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health Ed test tomorrow! Hopefully I can do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yllen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-7115199260694139587?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7115199260694139587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=7115199260694139587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/7115199260694139587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/7115199260694139587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogskin.html' title='blogskin'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-3285989148523688693</id><published>2008-10-11T17:57:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T19:21:27.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuck!</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I really regret what yucky food I bought just now from Bugis Street. At first glance, people like me will probably got saliva dripping out, but when you consume it then you know how yucky it is. It is completely oily (as oil as whoever's face is[not to mention any names for it will be insulting]) for your fingers will turn shimmering even in the dark when you touch it. When you eat it, it has got yucky root hair appearing. Lastly, you will feel a sticky lump in your throat. It tastes so disgusting that you can puke. :X Therefore, unwillingly though because of my dearly money, I threw it into a dustbin plastered with cigarettes that I have to stop breathing for 3 seconds to prevent the smoke wafting from these cigarettes to be absorbed into my nostrils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today, at one o'clock, Queenie and I went out together with Hwee Lee, Jia Yi and Sharmine. Initially when Queenie and I arrived at the bus stop, we were like so defiant, thinking that we were the first to arrive, but no, a familiar-looking leg:X appeared from the bus stand and we got closer then we discovered the oh-so-tall Hwee Lee. We say hiiiiiii and that's when we saw another familiar-looking figure looming from road ahead. She has a cool blackishly pink cap on with a plain white T-shirt and an oh-so-short short and a pair of black converse shoes. At first glimpse, we thought whoever she is was going for some sort of tennis match. But no, this girl appeared to be Sharmine Teo Wan Pin. Dots. We were extremely curious why didn't she bring her tennis racket. LOL. Next appeared Jia Yi with her chauffeur(father).:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We boarded the bus congested with people. We were packed like sardines man, really crowded. When we finally reached Bugis Junction, we took Neo Prints. We were so not prepared, when Queenie alerted that the camera was counting down, 3, 2, 1 and there snapped! The camera captured all our anxious-looking faces. LOL! There we cracked frenziedly looking at our appeared to be dumb profile. Queenie especially who was pointing at the camera, almost shouting, "要拍了！" with all our stunned-looking faces. I appreciated this picture the most, that's why I get to have this big photo. The wave of hysterical laughter will be etched in my mind forever :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... Queenie complained that she was thirsty so we got to Watson to buy a bottle of drink and Sharmine served herself a bottle of mineral water. Next... we went to... arcade to play, winning lots of tickets because the machine seemed to be dilapidated somehow(like cheating). One of the most easy-winning game is the... thing which you pressed on the button, the harder you press on it, the more tickets. And we used all sorts of tools, like Queenie's coke bottle which she bought from Watson and JiaYi's umbrella. Sort of cheating when we were supposed to press with our bare hands. Next, we went to Bugis Street I think where we looked here and there congested with even more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 3.30pm, we headed towards Popular and found Yuan Zhen who originally should be accompanying us to Bugis and rejected because she droned on boring Bugis. She was with Si Qi. I wondered what both of them were doing at Popular when they did not seem to be looking at any accessories to be bought. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we dispersed and got home, with me typing in front of the computer now :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Back to the morning after I had my swim, it was really frustrating and annoying of me forgetting to bring the towel when I was having a shower. 真是万事俱备，只欠东风!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I gotta go, toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-3285989148523688693?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3285989148523688693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=3285989148523688693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3285989148523688693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3285989148523688693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/yuck.html' title='Yuck!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-272992751278235751</id><published>2008-10-10T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:12:36.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>Hello my dearest readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, like everyone's happy worhx.&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere and everythere, "PSLE is over" LOL!&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;you never know&lt;/strong&gt; when sadness/frustration would dominate our mood.&lt;br /&gt;YOU NEVER KNOW. (MDM CHOONG'S FAVOURITE EXCUSE)&lt;br /&gt;Okayxxxx, so guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy and so in the i-don't-care mood that I didn't even bother to study for Health Ed some sort of test on Tuesday. &gt;&lt; It's like no important. But I'd better have an ace up my sleeves, HAHAH. NO lahs, I will do my revision, but it will be delayed till tomorrow, who wanna spoil their moods like so damn early right.&lt;br /&gt;Yippeeee, I am screaming gleefully away in my heart, I am going to resume swimming tomorrow!! Like so long since I swam last time. I MISS YOU MY WONDERFUL SWIMMING POOL! At first, Nora is supposed to come swimming together but what coincidence that is, running nose. Like duh, I always 碰了一鼻子灰 when I have such visage of sincerity to request her for some fun. :P&lt;br /&gt;Queenie is always looking at me as if I've done something wrong, and when I approached her, guess what? smelly face(脸臭臭） Just kidding my dear, but can you just give me like just a little amiability, I felt guilty.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the 叮当‘神’探is showing, byeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-272992751278235751?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/272992751278235751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=272992751278235751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/272992751278235751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/272992751278235751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-8716464104498227202</id><published>2008-10-10T14:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T14:36:31.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second day after PSLE</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, how are all of you doing on the second day after PSLE? I don't think I think that PSLE is over somehow. Like I still had lots of incomplete stuff. Plus I am feeling utterly discomforting and squirmed. My sister is harrassing me with her voice talking to the phone every now and then, alright, she hangs up now. Oh now, she is telling me,"3 o'clock go out." Yep, yesterday, like I said, we were going for a movie right? Plan changes, all thanks to me, we'll be watching Wall-E at 4.35pm today in Vivo City. Really feeling unsettled, looking at these dishevelled things around me. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, Sujata is already feeling bored on merely the second day after PSLE. Nope, she already commented on that yesterday. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we had the Malacca trip's briefing, received (to me) lots of papers on that. Brought my Hong Kong passport to school for we were supposed to. When Mdm Choong looked at the photo in my passport, she said, "Too YOUNG." Oh right, it's only like four years ago, I only looked differently young in the photo because I didn't have my spectacle on and perhaps the short cute hair I got. :D So, I was given the form which I am supposed to give it to whoever at the ICA Building to show how urgently we've to change the photo. Since I didn't at all know how it really works, therefore, I just got the form, hoping to get rescued by Daddy by letting him help me out with this task. He went to the ICA Building and as expected, I was not accepted to update my passport for it is a blue HONG KONG passport book. Hence, now Daddy got to go to Geylang Road for the place where I can get it updated. So, hopefully, he is able to make it. THANKS DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's historic voice was reverberating my mind. She was crazily happy that she got CREDIT for Maths ICAS. Congratulation sis. Hopefully I'll get the results soon but it seems unlikely possible because we have been busy with trips here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm... yup, I think Qiao Chu, Yuan Zhen and Si Qi are now playing whatever they are playing  in Suntec City. Well, just to tell you the truth, Si Qi spoke about DDR, but actually I've no idea what it is, all I know it's a sort of game. HAAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to watching High School Musical 3 with the eight wonderful people in my class! Perhaps Nora's going too with my maid, but it kind of spoils the atmosphere if that the case :X... bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-8716464104498227202?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8716464104498227202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=8716464104498227202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8716464104498227202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8716464104498227202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/second-day-after-psle.html' title='Second day after PSLE'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-6199953591697743924</id><published>2008-10-09T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T13:17:38.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM BACK!</title><content type='html'>Hello there my dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;if you notice, IAMBACK from&lt;br /&gt;PRIMARY SCHOOL LEAVING EXAMINATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds utterly funny, you know, looking at your previous entries.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it seems, supposedly I should be happy like crazy after PSLE, but I am not quite.&lt;br /&gt;Totally DEADPAN. :P&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea why, my mind is completely blank.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have exam fever, 100 degree celcius.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had Higher Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Paper 1 is really bad.&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my mind.&lt;br /&gt;There's like nothing for me to write.&lt;br /&gt;I just wrote wrote wrote trying to add something extraordinary to fill in the spaces until the forth page because that's the limit for us 6RCL to write.&lt;br /&gt;A few more lines to complete the page when Mrs Chiam declared to stop.&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it's over why talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope for at least I can get 240 and above.&lt;br /&gt;For at least I can get to Anglican High School though it will be a disappointment to Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;If my estimation is right, I should get like 245... just pray man.&lt;br /&gt;Just one more sentence before I quit talking about PSLE, Science is damn difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So erh, like everything's gone new. Blogger, you know the layout, cbox, blogskins, everything seems strange to me, like going to a new world, HAHA. Oh yahs, lost all your dearly links 'cause I was extremely infuriated that day when I deleted all the codes. And then, maybe I shall resume blogskinning too! Perhaps I might be going to movie later with my sister to celebrate this oh so exhilarating ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, give me your links please, leave them in the tagboard, I'm frustrated to collect your links from everywhere I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing before I go, Northen Lights by Philip Pullman rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nelly:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-6199953591697743924?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6199953591697743924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=6199953591697743924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6199953591697743924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6199953591697743924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-back.html' title='I AM BACK!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-1612593484214111930</id><published>2008-05-11T13:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T13:49:21.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English</title><content type='html'>I am extremely surprised, seeing my English SA1 score.&lt;br /&gt;Higher Chinese.. had been the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;Too horrified to even elaborate on.&lt;br /&gt;NO more words, Mathematics and Science are hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;*I wish Ge Lin can convey some intensive skills to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1612593484214111930?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1612593484214111930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1612593484214111930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1612593484214111930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1612593484214111930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/05/english.html' title='English'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-408335961568683107</id><published>2008-04-30T19:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T15:34:32.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've like never experienced these days? Except the fact that I am experiencing &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt;. Has my whole body&lt;em&gt;{don't get the wrong definition}&lt;/em&gt; drown into a pool of candies? Every now and then if not for the rescue of either &lt;em&gt;fans or air conditioners&lt;/em&gt;, my &lt;strong&gt;BOOOOODDDDDYYYY&lt;/strong&gt; would have automatically turned stickier and stickier. What's wrong with the atmosphere these days huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yucks. My armpits too :X. I perhaps have no logic don't I huh, sweating certainly involves armpits lerh. &lt;u&gt;Anyway, today is my favourite day!&lt;/u&gt; I really realised that I have multiple personalities? One minute I am sad, another I am exhilarated. And now I am boiled with anger. Look at my foolish sister. Okay, better not be so evil. I felt innocent and at the same time guilty just scolding her. I've just told her that she detests the movie, &lt;strong&gt;cars &lt;/strong&gt;right, and it's viewing now, on her dearie Disney Channel, therefore I've yet to off the television for electricity saving isn't it. I off-ed it. And what's got her? Crying miserably? Or is it weeping incoherently? I've already stated what's what, and she didn't disagreed didn't she?&lt;br /&gt;Another thing earlier on. She has off-ed the television herself. I've on-ed it again for my own intention. I wanna watched the news. And next minute she wanna watch her&lt;strong&gt; MR.BEAN?&lt;/strong&gt; I've wondered how many times had she watched this &lt;u&gt;freakout MrsBean&lt;/u&gt;. I would have garantined &lt;strong&gt;(a grand word !!)&lt;/strong&gt; you if you ask, definitely more than a thousand times. How much electricity plus the electrical bills have she actually wasted? And how much has she actually polluted the Earth? (if this' is anything related to Earth) I don't know anyway, yet I know that wasting electricity will do harm to &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, what the thing am I talking about. This makes me feel a bit more pleased now. I mean my own words actually makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"do harm to &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;,"&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHAH. I AM A FOOL! Right. Yes, I fave today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Changing this skin is one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Submitting the stop and watch skin is one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Contented comments on that skin is another one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tomorrow's holiday is one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today's early leave is one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today sufficient work is one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today's dinner is one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;My sister might probably be the only discontented thing. Okay, I think she's furbishing to her regular self so abruptly now. And so am I phasing in gradually. Hoo. Ai ya, my previous everything are like all junks. Not wanting to waste my efforts, I shall leave them there :P And I've not the time to amend them either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow's the best!! HOLIDAY!! YIPEEE. And Serene! Hippie Birthdiy! ((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-408335961568683107?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/408335961568683107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=408335961568683107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/408335961568683107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/408335961568683107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-like-never-experienced-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-7662023687086166554</id><published>2008-04-27T17:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T18:16:44.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Perhaps that I shall actually thank the annoying call my sister has been receiving lately. Upon receiving this what called annoying my sister named, she would have went away to her privacy from what she's doing, which is looking at what I am doing with the computer. &lt;em&gt;Annoyed?&lt;/em&gt; Thank you whoever this particular person is!&lt;br /&gt;OH no. She's back. The call lasts short. =.= Hopefully that she's eyeing at one blueish thing. Oh she's gone. (to her room) (:&lt;br /&gt;Another phone call alerted. Woohoo. She looked at the number and desperated. Progressing phone calls HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;That's what.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, LOVE ALY &amp;amp; AJ!&lt;br /&gt;P.S &lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;udition sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;audition&lt;/u&gt; sucks. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-7662023687086166554?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7662023687086166554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=7662023687086166554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/7662023687086166554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/7662023687086166554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/perhaps-that-i-shall-actually-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-7222964276033466767</id><published>2008-04-24T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:50:55.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having these stale papayas now, YIKES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New patch was drew for Audition! Coool man! I am agitated with it!! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's oral is hunky-dory. I've heaps of things to improve on! Mr Kok who is my oral examiner for English told me three major points I've to improve on:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Eye contact&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. 5Wh and 1H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Darn! It ran away from my mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't remember this very important point, it just slipped off my mind D: &lt;u&gt;COME BACK!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;至于华文呢，朱老师是我的考官，我认为我不是说得非常好，但是惊讶的是，朱老师竟然评论说我讲得很好。那时我很惊讶地看着她。我的天呀！哈哈哈。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am pretty obsessed in reading newspaper nowdays! 看报纸像是改变了我的生活！还有呀，从今起，我每天都会读弟子规里的一小段，拼且读一片英语文章，你们说我这么做是否给自己太多东西做呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-7222964276033466767?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7222964276033466767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=7222964276033466767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/7222964276033466767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/7222964276033466767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/having-these-stale-papayas-now-yikes.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-4147270626432711805</id><published>2008-04-20T09:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:32:42.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I promised to post images of my big creamy icy uber cake right!&lt;br /&gt;Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;Let's open it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SAqagR2S1bI/AAAAAAAAAMI/3MPVQoCHAwk/s1600-h/DSC01508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191131399835538866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SAqagR2S1bI/AAAAAAAAAMI/3MPVQoCHAwk/s320/DSC01508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! You see the misty air flowing on top of the cake right, it's actually the cool icy air I am describing about in the previous++ entry:!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SAqamR2S1cI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Uc_Jxoud7AU/s1600-h/DSC01509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191131502914753986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SAqamR2S1cI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Uc_Jxoud7AU/s320/DSC01509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we went,"WOW!" together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SAqatR2S1dI/AAAAAAAAAMY/onirKm0cyQU/s1600-h/DSC01510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191131623173838290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SAqatR2S1dI/AAAAAAAAAMY/onirKm0cyQU/s320/DSC01510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those two cookies looked like two huge black panda eyes, whereas those snowy strawberries looked like the sweet eyebrows and the sweetsens looked like the lovely lips of it.&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHO- what beautiful imagination I have ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SAqazh2S1eI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-sF3jCZFMms/s1600-h/DSC01511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191131730548020706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SAqazh2S1eI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-sF3jCZFMms/s320/DSC01511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I was practicing Scrabble with my sister. The first shot we got is this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SAqbyR2S1fI/AAAAAAAAAMo/f1MHU3E8sNg/s1600-h/DSC01525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191132808584812018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SAqbyR2S1fI/AAAAAAAAAMo/f1MHU3E8sNg/s320/DSC01525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second's complete set was this:&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it better than the previous one?&lt;br /&gt;You can see more colourful squares on the board being covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SAqb8h2S1gI/AAAAAAAAAMw/s1mJhbOgT44/s1600-h/DSC01534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191132984678471170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SAqb8h2S1gI/AAAAAAAAAMw/s1mJhbOgT44/s320/DSC01534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-4147270626432711805?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4147270626432711805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=4147270626432711805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4147270626432711805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4147270626432711805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-promise-to-post-images-of-my-big.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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://bp3.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/SAqagR2S1bI/AAAAAAAAAMI/3MPVQoCHAwk/s72-c/DSC01508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37671551.post-8310554258983446364</id><published>2008-04-19T19:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T07:58:46.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrabble</title><content type='html'>My gosh! Blogskins.com advertises &lt;strong&gt;tales of pirate&lt;/strong&gt; man. Thinking about the fun I had then and just simply listening to the songs I used to listen when I played TOP, really provokes me to feel that strong and cozy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My today was taken away by this &lt;u&gt;Scrabble&lt;/u&gt; thing. I guess I really was too emotional. Thinking in that very negative way, but it'll never have changed, things like that occurring to me, I &lt;em&gt;can't&lt;/em&gt; stop feeling emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to utter that I really am doing a bad job though I've stated what looks positive in the previous paragraph. In overall, there are three rounds of matches played. During the first match, which my opponent is from SJI Junior, his name is.. &lt;em&gt;you won't be able to pronounce this&lt;/em&gt; was what he had advised me - (if I'm not wrong, the spelling is) &lt;u&gt;Enique Marcelo&lt;/u&gt;. A unique name I'd thought. He looks like a genius to me I could tell you, though he was (small) compared to his ordinary P6 friends, and it's just because of this that I'd thought he's bright. Certainly, from what I've said, you'll know that how pitiful I'd lost to him right. &lt;strong&gt;The spread is intense&lt;/strong&gt; dude. Hundred and something, that's really bad. He got around two hundred (something) and my noob self? 114.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this match, I was very remorseful and perhaps that's why I'd win in the second match. In other &lt;em&gt;perhaps&lt;/em&gt;, I should have say, the opponent isn't really that pro. She has an easy name, Karen Oh probably in the primary four state. Very certain, you'll say I'll beat her. Yes. And I thought that she wasn't that skilled and even I would've say she's greatly new to Scrabble &lt;strong&gt;(just like me!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last round of match, another Primary four student. His name is.. (what) Jing Hao. You'd say I'll surely beat him in comparison of age. But well it's so &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; true. He'd beat me. I am way noob you see. &lt;u&gt;In fact, he's sly man.&lt;/u&gt; I'd put tiles of two letter-ed words as you know, I have memorised them&lt;em&gt; practically&lt;/em&gt; from head to toe and he kept on wasting our&lt;strong&gt;(my)&lt;/strong&gt; time, by challenging me. Though yes, he lost his &lt;u&gt;challenges&lt;/u&gt;, and I got my points but the points was too less you see, I could have done something huger than this&lt;em&gt; tiny things&lt;/em&gt;. Well, once I'd put a wrong word as I was seriously lagging of letters and he'd probably give up on challenging through the many challenges&lt;strong&gt;( which was what i think ).&lt;/strong&gt; Who knows that he continues his challenge and he got his points xS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've to really admit - I've drew way too much &lt;u&gt;I (s).&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way before these matches, the Mayflower School sponsored us food, and I ate them &lt;em&gt;of course I did.&lt;/em&gt; Guess what? After having these&lt;strong&gt; 'food'&lt;/strong&gt;, I felt really &lt;strong&gt;sick&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;u&gt; I vomited, I coughed, I shivered.&lt;/u&gt; Indeed there's a problem with these food, one has expired and the other was &lt;em&gt;going&lt;/em&gt; to expire. Such delicious snacks huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that's why Hwee Ling hadn't furl any of these luscious x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s I changed my audi IGN again, reason being I wasn't very comfortable with the previous one, my new one is : -BUTTER ((: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p.p.s HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR ABIGAIL ~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-8310554258983446364?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8310554258983446364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=8310554258983446364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8310554258983446364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8310554258983446364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-gosh-blogskins.html' title='Scrabble'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-3234462329489066614</id><published>2008-04-17T14:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T14:51:34.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed</title><content type='html'>I know I am repeating this all over AGAIN, but I just have to repeat. Apologise if you feel really annoyed, I just can't plop this thing. REALLY CAN'T. I know I can, but in some ways, it is only for temporary, all the while, it will bounce back. I don't wanna be like that last year P6 sports day race again, I really inculpate a lot of people, I mean as in not so serious lah, but I felt really guilty, is like everyone's just hated me after that. I guessed maybe I won't nose into the parking lot, you people probably are smart enough to know what this' is. And too, I don't wanna be another criminal again to be complained as 'long and annoying post' or whatsoever negative comments about my entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You people would eventually tell me things like are you emotional or 'get over it nelly'. YES. Get over it. I am doing what so. But inside, I am not comfortable at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I shall look in the positive way. I am already trying my best. When I look at those&lt;em&gt; 'stuff'&lt;/em&gt;, I tend to feel edgy and agitated which definates me that I am trying my best. Moreover, it's them who invited me, who obliged me, I accepted it in that of a merciful way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIYA. It's no use. Negative things just detonate back into my mind. Mum says, it okay to err, eventually I will get up. It's like so interdependent listening to this, it's like depending on this statement, I shan't be afraid, which makes me more shaken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-3234462329489066614?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3234462329489066614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=3234462329489066614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3234462329489066614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3234462329489066614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/stressed.html' title='Stressed'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-290732579458768946</id><published>2008-04-15T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:41:21.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SWEET NIBLETS!&lt;/strong&gt; (what does it mean.. ;/)&lt;br /&gt;I don't get a chance to blog so often nowdays, probably because of &lt;em&gt;my profuse mind&lt;/em&gt; yeah (:X). Every other time I approached the computer, computer things are popping out in my mind that gradually, I'd forgotten the orientation for starting computer-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAIYA.&lt;/u&gt; I wished nothing will just interrupt me like what so was now. That super annoying TV show is attracting me and blogging just repulsed from the original feel I got for blogging at the beginning anyway. And I can't even forcused here. HAIYA. I'll just try to recall what I really wanna split.&lt;br /&gt;HAIYA. My maid is making heaps of comments every now and then. My sister&lt;em&gt;(nora)&lt;/em&gt; is duper ... She is really fertile man. Guess how old she's now? 4. ..&lt;em&gt; OCT, NOV, DEC, JAN, FEB, MAR, APR&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;4 years and seven months old&lt;/u&gt;, and her tooth is already so 'fertilised' that it dropped on the 14th of April. I could tell her age by then which was supposed to be.. &lt;u&gt;4 years, seven months and 3 days old &lt;/u&gt;and she gets her small little stout tooth out of her gums&lt;strong&gt; ALREADY&lt;/strong&gt;. Back to my first tooth dropping age, it was that around&lt;strong&gt; five&lt;/strong&gt;. HARD TO BELIEVE. Think of a child &lt;em&gt;sorry,&lt;/em&gt; an infant rotting his teeth at the age of one. WHOA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I handed the scrabble consent form, which means I was to be consent for this event on my cousin's birthday 19 April. I am underconfident for this man. I don't even think I know how to play scrabble &lt;strong&gt;PEOPLE!!&lt;/strong&gt; I was so really pressed by this and I don't know why. Like a big flat rock just collapsed on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm yah. I wanna update some photos on my uber( really uber :P) milky creamy crunchy crashy silky whitty cake, it is certainly my &lt;u&gt;this year's cookies 'n' cream ice cream birthday cake.&lt;/u&gt; You shall see how gorgeous it is whooo. (i shall put it on when i feel to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow the Taiwanese are trudging to&lt;em&gt; our&lt;/em&gt; land wooooo. Seems like everyone just forgot the particular thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I was blogging was on 13 April, now's the 15th, I felt practically that it had taken a week from the last time I blogged till now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-290732579458768946?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/290732579458768946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=290732579458768946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/290732579458768946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/290732579458768946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/sweet-niblets-what-does-it-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-5614139932359404384</id><published>2008-04-13T08:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T17:14:37.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="url" href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/theangrymob"&gt;TheAngryMob&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="url" href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/frozendespondency"&gt;frozen.despondency}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="url" href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/xiiaomiie"&gt;xiiaOmiie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="url" href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/ch0c0lates_d"&gt;Ch0c0lates :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="url" href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/hurricanecat"&gt;hurricanecat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="url" href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/chocoxbaby"&gt;Chocoxbaby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="url" href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/gingersweet"&gt;gingersweet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="url" href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/_108"&gt;.곰미*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="url" href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/shatteredreams_xx"&gt;SHATTEREDreams_xx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="url" href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/mika_shigure"&gt;mika_shigure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="url" href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/primadonna"&gt;PRIMA.Donna}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank youu you people! love ya! for wishing me happiiee birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back to thirteen years' today, I was one day old.&lt;/em&gt; LOL. That's one sentence I made for almost all the descriptions related to my birthday. And of course, they have to be this years'. Probably next year, I'll be saying - &lt;em&gt;back to forteen years' today.. I was....&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;I am ultimately a teenager! Just can't believe it! In a blink of an eye, &lt;strong&gt;nope&lt;/strong&gt; half a blink of an eye, I was as big as &lt;u&gt;this&lt;/u&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;I guess why people call &lt;u&gt;thir&lt;strong&gt;teen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; the starting age of &lt;strong&gt;teen&lt;/strong&gt;ager is because thir&lt;strong&gt;teen&lt;/strong&gt; is the first &lt;strong&gt;'teen'&lt;/strong&gt; number word. ((:&lt;br /&gt;I felt so glory in receiving so mannny present!! And too of all your wishes-es~&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"(&lt;/span&gt;Lucky this years' on Saturday, if not I'd be wasting money on gifting goodie bags &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;x;)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hope you people are used to this newww-ie skin yeah ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-5614139932359404384?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5614139932359404384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=5614139932359404384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5614139932359404384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5614139932359404384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/theangrymob-frozen.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-4213545715210311323</id><published>2008-04-09T12:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T13:29:13.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow hey!!!</title><content type='html'>OH YESH!&lt;br /&gt;It seems like it has been the maiden Wednesday I had! For I was back home by 12 as 'un'usual (:&lt;br /&gt;There was another four days (is it ? today's 9 right) I must treasure these days extreme well. My precious last four days of being a children, that's what. After that, I shan't be that any more, I would be a teen. Let's face the fact then, &lt;em&gt;'dont want'ing&lt;/em&gt; is completely ineffectual.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad that I was home early that I've to repeat this again and again which' typical for human, unless you're an alien, you would have been repeating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope I won't muddle along with school days again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qiao Mei asked me to chiong for level 25 , she's ridiculous man. You see, it's possible anyway, the only problem is how am I going to earn that efficient exp. I've no idea why she wanted me to be so high at first but now I think I know. Or maybe &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;. You see the thing is, why should it be 25, why can't it be &lt;strong&gt;22? 23?24? 21? 20?&lt;/strong&gt; Perhaps.. this' just my guess. I think it would have been related to Clare, maybe. 'cause she just leveled, and now she's level 25, &lt;strong&gt;SEE&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;u&gt;25 AND 25&lt;/u&gt;. Or perhaps that I'm just&lt;em&gt; way too&lt;/em&gt; sensitive. Anyhow, I'm not gonna play audition for now, only when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PSLE is done once and for ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hwee Ling asked me to join that scrabble but I agreed with her reluctantly. I don't know if I should go or not. Since I've &lt;strong&gt;poor English&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;I didn't even know how to play scrabble&lt;/strong&gt;, then why am I going for that kind of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'CHAMPIONSHIP'?!?!&lt;/span&gt; The reason I agreed is I find her irritating ,always asking me &lt;strong&gt;please&lt;/strong&gt;. I think I shall return my promise luh. I wouldn't help at all in this competition, or rather I would just be a troublemaker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-4213545715210311323?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4213545715210311323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=4213545715210311323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4213545715210311323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4213545715210311323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/wow-hey.html' title='wow hey!!!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-1332241780999575782</id><published>2008-04-03T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T20:02:33.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that that &lt;strong&gt;Touch My Body by Mariah Carey&lt;/strong&gt; actually appeared to be in the list of &lt;strong&gt;U.S billboard 100&lt;/strong&gt; and you know what? It's on that date - &lt;u&gt;12 April&lt;/u&gt;!!!! :P Kind of hate that song I tell you, and it actually appears on my birthday. &lt;em&gt;What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I realised one thing~~ &lt;strong&gt;27 March&lt;/strong&gt;, which appears to be Samantha's birthday is a &lt;em&gt;popular date&lt;/em&gt;. What'cha I mean by that? It is (from youngest to eldest) &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Brenda Song's birthday&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lin Jun Jie's&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fergie's&lt;/span&gt; and wtf that &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mariah Carey's&lt;/span&gt; birthday. WOWOWOW! Samantha's so damn lucky wowowow~~!! &lt;em&gt;omggggg.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But too, I'm not so that bad lah~ At least one of the Westlife(s) [though this person flies away from Westlife for that&lt;em&gt; f reason&lt;/em&gt;], his birthday appears to be on 12 April wooohoooo~&lt;br /&gt;Haiya. I've actually got a lot of &lt;em&gt;'lucky'&lt;/em&gt; people around me you know, now I then realised. :X Yep, one's Samantha and the other instance is that my sister is too another lovely luck to me. The Andy Lau's birthday is 27 Sept too (like hers). Though very unfortunately Hilary Duff's birthday falls on the next day. boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;I was like so gossipp-iie.&lt;br /&gt;Which wasn't the advice I'm supposed to get.&lt;br /&gt;Lin Lao Shi said that I'm too gossipp-iie, that's why I was a bit off to oral.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I've no idea how to become the not so gossipp-iie one, and be like don't know what to improve my oral, one thing I know is the maiden practice which is so basic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1332241780999575782?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1332241780999575782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1332241780999575782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1332241780999575782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1332241780999575782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg-i-cant-believe-that-that-touch-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-1548588715084713025</id><published>2008-04-03T18:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T19:22:09.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There isn't much homeworks this week~&lt;br /&gt;Probably because of teachers' absent.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know how bored it was for Shi Ting who always call people.&lt;br /&gt;Haiya, I know I should do some extra stuff like assessment, but right, I have no idea why I wasn't in that status of doing stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;9 more days till my birthday =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1548588715084713025?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1548588715084713025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1548588715084713025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1548588715084713025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1548588715084713025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/there-isnt-much-homeworks-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-4684383152931493775</id><published>2008-03-29T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T18:16:38.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I slept for like 2 hours for afternoon nap?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;We collected our new performing uniform today!&lt;/u&gt; which we are going to have on that very SYF day. It's in&lt;strong&gt; green(yuck),&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;yellow&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;pink(kcuy).&lt;/strong&gt; The yellow is &lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt;, however the green and pink are oh so &lt;em&gt;too &lt;/em&gt;dark and bright and too they don't at all suit together(i think). Yet, it's still fine generally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;WE missed the talk on PSLE science , &lt;/u&gt;reason being it had been took away from Chinese Orchestra. [[[ actually.. we had a choice either to&lt;strong&gt; go there&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;come co de&lt;/strong&gt;, since our SYF competition is coming so soon, both my sister and I went co instead of that talk. okay okay, but it doesn't mean that psle is not important, since my Dad is already up there in the hall listening to the talk, he can transfered some information after home right? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is what the 一举两得 thing is- kill two birds with one stone. &lt;/span&gt;The only possible loss is on whether my Dad would get us to all the info discussed. After CO, both my sister and I quickly rushed to the hall for the talk &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell you a secret lol, my pe shorts right which I had been wearing all day at school is &lt;em&gt;so the loose&lt;/em&gt;, that I have to pull the pants so high in order not to let it fall :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For heaven sake, tomorrow's a busy day I TELL YOU. And!! I hadn't even finished my homeworks! .____.!"!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-4684383152931493775?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4684383152931493775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=4684383152931493775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4684383152931493775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4684383152931493775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-slept-for-like-2-hours-for-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-4496628203329777804</id><published>2008-03-28T13:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T13:43:20.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another weekend ahead D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like once in a blue moon I get a 1 o'clock leave from school D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182663758336375250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R-yFOrHuOdI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4E47erX97Mw/s320/b%27day+banner.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, 15 days till my b;day!! weepee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's about two weeks' time! WOO ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-4496628203329777804?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4496628203329777804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=4496628203329777804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4496628203329777804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4496628203329777804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/another-weekend-ahead-d-its-like-once.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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://bp2.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R-yFOrHuOdI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4E47erX97Mw/s72-c/b%27day+banner.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37671551.post-4165217438594019314</id><published>2008-03-24T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T19:32:14.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>I'm totally obssessed with rainy days!&lt;br /&gt;I love raining!(which is what is happening now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our seats were changed today.. aw.&lt;br /&gt;Sharmieeeew was arranged to be seated next to Yao Liang.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Sharmiew is damn pathetic lol, she is sitting with him during sup class and so does she during the normal class.&lt;br /&gt;And almost everyone is sitting with people of their same 'sex', except for three pairs.. I think. They are so unlucky lollol.&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting with Shu Yun the quiet girl (:.&lt;br /&gt;And there is those two china men in my group. Mdm Choong made them sit together with one condition-to speak English to each other, which is what so called phasing in English and out Chinese. During 'group' work, all four people were so duh quiet. I can't help it anymore and therefore speak.[though i think someone already did before me hahah {whose so much more impatient than me}]&lt;br /&gt;And Sharmiew's 'new' group is just that different, instead, they are snatching the chance to speak which is oh so active luh.&lt;br /&gt;OH and today's homeworks are sososo many okay so bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-4165217438594019314?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4165217438594019314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=4165217438594019314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4165217438594019314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4165217438594019314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/weeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='weeeeeeeeeeee'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-5675234442686585812</id><published>2008-03-23T13:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T13:38:31.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;哈咯~~&lt;br /&gt;我现在用华文写博客。（：&lt;br /&gt;真的难以自信！我竟然用了差不多整个早晨去做这篇不能超过200字的文章。我本来以为不超过200字的这么短的作文，是很容易做的，15分钟就能做完，想不到，我可用了。。1个钟头15分钟去简化这篇文章！！现在我知道。。原来简化一篇文章还比写一篇文章难很多！==”&lt;br /&gt;这个星期太多功课了！但是，我不是在投诉，只是在make a comment (: 我有总共17样功课！我现在做了13样了！phew! 只剩下4个功课哈！&lt;br /&gt;鸟力HERE! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-5675234442686585812?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5675234442686585812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=5675234442686585812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5675234442686585812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5675234442686585812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/20020015115-make-comment-1713phew-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-4250327570509083179</id><published>2008-03-21T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T11:50:01.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R-SBm7HuOcI/AAAAAAAAAL4/O0PGHjwJNuQ/s1600-h/imNELLY.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180407977088006594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R-SBm7HuOcI/AAAAAAAAAL4/O0PGHjwJNuQ/s320/imNELLY.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quit -KNS-, sorry KNS members .. :{&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm now -imNELLYx3 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R-SBdbHuObI/AAAAAAAAALw/7wnE9V-oouc/s1600-h/1908kfm.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180407813879249330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R-SBdbHuObI/AAAAAAAAALw/7wnE9V-oouc/s320/1908kfm.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;190 8K FM~~! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R-M2M7HuOaI/AAAAAAAAALo/BJfMd8LCxvc/s1600-h/twins.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180043592062613922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R-M2M7HuOaI/AAAAAAAAALo/BJfMd8LCxvc/s320/twins.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWINS &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R-M117HuOZI/AAAAAAAAALg/ASq3i_KMqME/s1600-h/19.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180043196925622674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R-M117HuOZI/AAAAAAAAALg/ASq3i_KMqME/s320/19.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent my entire morning earning exp for licence.. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-4250327570509083179?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4250327570509083179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=4250327570509083179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4250327570509083179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4250327570509083179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-spent-my-morning-earning-exp-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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://bp3.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R-SBm7HuOcI/AAAAAAAAAL4/O0PGHjwJNuQ/s72-c/imNELLY.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37671551.post-6475385747000292147</id><published>2008-03-20T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T20:44:31.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R-JcI7HuOYI/AAAAAAAAALY/BqLsQmhzxZ8/s1600-h/audi+wedding.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179803829808281986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R-JcI7HuOYI/AAAAAAAAALY/BqLsQmhzxZ8/s320/audi+wedding.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-6475385747000292147?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6475385747000292147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=6475385747000292147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6475385747000292147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6475385747000292147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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://bp1.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R-JcI7HuOYI/AAAAAAAAALY/BqLsQmhzxZ8/s72-c/audi+wedding.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37671551.post-7571231028700752343</id><published>2008-03-17T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T19:00:01.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ivy's true friend test makes me wanna create one too, here:&lt;br /&gt;MUST GET 100 HO. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/1504400"&gt;&lt;img alt="Leaderboard" src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/1504400/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-7571231028700752343?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7571231028700752343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=7571231028700752343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/7571231028700752343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/7571231028700752343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/ivys-true-friend-test-makes-me-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-632500303289113123</id><published>2008-03-15T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T18:40:08.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahlao I hate phonecalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I hate those stupid co boys, they think they are who harh, especially that retarded *alester ong, they are students, think they are gangster ah, STU-PID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case this is an offence, right, I typed them this way (:&lt;br /&gt;If there's a war now, they are just those retarded spearhead, what is the mean to snarl everyday, won't they rather be positive in spending their time than snarling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Horton yesterday and it was nice (: It was about one elephant named Horton who finds a speck which lived billions of tiny (hu) people on it. A kangaroo saw this and wants a hindrance for Horton to start with another folly again. She doesn't believe what Horton had insisted however, Horton was very true about it. I was wondering if we are just living in one of that similiar speck now, one blue and green earth-y speck, there might be one large giant in space that is just watching us. Perhaps rain and thunder and snow are just simple plays by this giantly giant. &lt;strong&gt;PERHAPS.&lt;/strong&gt; Though it wasn't true I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School is soon.&lt;/strong&gt; And my homeworks are yet to be done. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-632500303289113123?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/632500303289113123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=632500303289113123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/632500303289113123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/632500303289113123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/wahlao-i-hate-phonecalls.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-6694897813297419055</id><published>2008-03-12T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:51:16.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh. Everyone changed url. LOL. 5 people including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently (like forever) obsessed in blogskinning, my latest blogskin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/info/181353"&gt;http://blogskins.com/info/181353&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/info/181353"&gt;http://blogskins.com/info/181353&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/info/181353"&gt;http://blogskins.com/info/181353&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't quite that nice, not up to my expectation. But here it is the skin. I am imitating soldmysmile's style heh, she's awesome, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-6694897813297419055?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6694897813297419055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=6694897813297419055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6694897813297419055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6694897813297419055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-2363290432288612497</id><published>2008-03-10T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T19:51:11.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm lethargic and weary by this &lt;s&gt;holiday&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Let's not complain (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeworks strode in, stroll on! I'm appalled, they are like just slipped in whenever they want. I'm dubious of the amount of homeworks in the beginning already, now.. I think I'll be doing these homeworks in distress, I don't so have that constant time =.= Right, I'll cherish my time, okay, I'll go to my homeworks right away (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-2363290432288612497?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2363290432288612497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=2363290432288612497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/2363290432288612497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/2363290432288612497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-lethargic-and-weary-by-this-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-2027597635541170210</id><published>2008-03-08T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:38:12.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today isn't a nice day &gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This March Holiday isn't a nice holiday &gt;3&lt;br /&gt;I've to go to school everyday except for that last Sunday which is so bad because I can't sleep well that night, so why? The next day is already a school day.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, my effort won't be wasted, because at least I have this effort.&lt;br /&gt;Not all effort won't get wasted. Why? March 7 threw my effort. I was intending to make a nice video on that very IT lesson, I was editing one text-ie thing, when suddenly the whole computer just lag-ged. !@#^&amp;amp;*(() I scold all this in my diary book. rats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end here ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-2027597635541170210?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2027597635541170210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=2027597635541170210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/2027597635541170210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/2027597635541170210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-isnt-nice-day-3-this-march.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-3925760250679159996</id><published>2008-03-05T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T20:29:03.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#170- NAPFA .. maths..science..</title><content type='html'>Tiring 1.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 17 position which is so =.=&lt;br /&gt;It had worsen.&lt;br /&gt;Last year 14 which is so good and this year ..&lt;br /&gt;Last last year 16 which is average average and this year is ...&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this isn't that important hah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;All the items in my napfa test.. except for the run lah, which I don't know, all those five items, none of them are A, none of them are B and none of them are C. I ONLY GOT D AND E =.= which is so _l_&lt;br /&gt;wth wth wtf =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;My maths and science are.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;all sixty something.&lt;br /&gt;CRAZ-EY. D:&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;whatever. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-3925760250679159996?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3925760250679159996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=3925760250679159996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3925760250679159996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3925760250679159996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/170-napfa-mathsscience.html' title='#170- NAPFA .. maths..science..'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-8774342038101426115</id><published>2008-03-03T17:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T20:29:49.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Terrible results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though so, I won't be&lt;em&gt; that childish again &lt;/em&gt;to be emotional on my results (: Well, my results are average average, I didn't improve and though I did degeneracy (the right word for deprove), I still stick to the average. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I took the English Paper 1 today, outside the HOD stuff room, &lt;strong&gt;all by myself. &lt;/strong&gt;And the feeling is so damn peaceful. I like the HOD better than the classroom examining which the classroom is with all those chaotic noises, &lt;em&gt;yikes :S&lt;/em&gt; The paper was &lt;em&gt;okay okay&lt;/em&gt;, I did the question 3 which um was quite short :S And too, the situational writing, it &lt;strong&gt;was &lt;/strong&gt;short :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARKAKAKA. Do you wanna know my results? I don't know what you answer me lol, therefore, I'll state them here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now I only know these :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Section A 17/30&lt;br /&gt;Section B 35.5/65&lt;br /&gt;Total 52.5/95&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mathematics&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section A 18/20&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Appoint maths 20 I get 18 and my English appoint 30 I get 17, my English is so lousy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Science&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section A 44/60&lt;br /&gt;So lousy ): Our class highest is 54, which is quite low :X Okay, I didn't mean that I get very high kay (: Highest goes to Choong Yu Xiang and Qiao Chu. I get so low loh, I want 50 ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Higher Chinese&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total 46.5/60&lt;br /&gt;This shows that my Science is somewhat lousier than my Higher Chinese lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, during my science paper, I was like sleeping you know. Two questions that I got them wrong, they are actually questions that are so easy, I mislooked them and mistaken what the question wants. I can get 48 for SCIENCE BOOKLET A ONE LORH ): And English too, the synthesis and the comprehension , I'M SO CARELESS. When I refer to the Weimin's mother, I wrote &lt;u&gt;him&lt;/u&gt; for &lt;u&gt;Weimin's mother&lt;/u&gt; which is so ridiculous. ): I can get that half mark easily, so easy right ): I can get 53 loh. If I total up my carelessness and add these marks to the current total mark, I am sure that the mark will be around 60. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH BLAH BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am waiting for my Mathematics booklet B and the normal chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOPE THEY ARE FINE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-8774342038101426115?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8774342038101426115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=8774342038101426115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8774342038101426115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8774342038101426115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/terrible-results.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-3039778792131542133</id><published>2008-03-02T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T10:35:42.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You know what, I am so beginning to hate blogger ler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'Cause I'm starting to love livejournal. Okay, you don't know,&lt;strong&gt; I'm intricate&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;okay&lt;/strong&gt;, and it's impeccable for me to be so wierd kay. &lt;em&gt;I don't know how to explain&lt;/em&gt; because I'm intricate, so bare with it, but I just so want to have a livejournal now. Do you negotiate with me? Perhaps to cater myself, and to be more impartial, I shall create a livejournal when I'm thirteen which is &lt;strong&gt;so SOON!&lt;/strong&gt; (: Perhaps I shall marooned this blog on my thirteenth birthday this year, and strike for one livejournal account! &lt;strong&gt;HA!&lt;/strong&gt; Is this receptive then? (: &lt;strong&gt;It is so that :P&lt;/strong&gt; Sorry, blog, don't be susceptible kay ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay okay... I might be talking so doubtfully, I know you don't understand what all my stupid torrents are about, kay kay kay. Just take it as I'm talking to a wall kay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yesterday we bought a lot of birthday presents in Bugis! We bought flock of name tags, one for Wan Ting, one for Wen Jing and one early tag for Clare whose having her birthday very soon. &lt;strong&gt;They cost so much luh.&lt;/strong&gt; Three for about 19 dollars! &lt;em&gt;One cost about six dollars! :S&lt;/em&gt; And we constantly bought a lot of other things. I lost my water bottle. So we went to the Nike shop and bought one Nike bottle, and it's not that spray-eh common one and not the Stephanie one and not the Clare's one either. I think it's neither of you-r water bottles, it's one which is physically so different lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt; bought, &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; bought, one pink ring file which cost 10 dollars! However it's one outright great one, and I completely love it. And I bought one very early birthday present for Hui Qing which she requested - one hole puncher. I bought a white one and I think she only doesn't want either a black or a pink one, &lt;strong&gt;HUI QING, white one can?&lt;/strong&gt; And then I bought one nice correction tape with a free eraser in it, and a blue pen, lastly one pink-k pen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Am I boasting or what..... Okay don't mistaken that, I know it contrast with boasting would be so similiar .. but because that &lt;strong&gt;I'm so totally don't know what to do&lt;/strong&gt;, that I had to.. blog.. and don't know what to blog.. so I blog about ytd.. AND.. &lt;strong&gt;she said hey again.&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/37671551-3039778792131542133?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3039778792131542133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=3039778792131542133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3039778792131542133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3039778792131542133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-know-what-i-am-so-beginning-to-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-4183165689449905289</id><published>2008-02-29T19:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T19:55:12.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You see, I actually got so much things to blog about, but guess what? These things just disappear and fade off easily in my mind, so hard, it's really damn hard for me to catch them and actually knows what they are you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, I think I caught one thing in my mind now. Oh yeah, even tiny little thing like this, I can forgot this. Today's? WanTing's b'day? OH HAPPY BIRTHDAY WANTING! and? Today is a precious day I TELL YOU. But I know you know. Today is the day where it only appear once in 4 years! So, after today, we'll have to wait for another 4 years for today to appear again. Wow! I really envy Wan Ting you know. Such a date! She has such nice parents, such a nice mother, to have her borned on today. Do you know how young Wan Ting is?!?! She's just three! But I guess some disadvantage of having a birthday like this is that, the person will precious birthday a lot, right Wan Ting? Though you mightn't understand what I'm talking about lah, but.. raftly, you take birthday very precious right? I know you're nodding your head :) And you might be very insulting, since people will laugh their head off because you're only three but it's not a bad thing to be three right, at least you're so young.. I wish I could be three again &gt;&lt;, when I do nothing and know nothing and that's the so best thing to know nothing !! :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay what else. Can you show up, things in my mind? GREAT. Nothing showed. umm... oh yesh! Since today is so precious, my sister Queenie suggests us to celebrate today! WOO-HOO! We just bought pizza hut which is so nice, I mean we bought the delivery lah, but it wasn't yet here, I mean the pizza. IT'S THE FIRST TIME.. FIRST TIME WE BOUGHT PIZZA HUT DELIVERY HERE ! So, there another thing to celebrate on, &lt;strong&gt;our first pizza hut delivery!&lt;/strong&gt; HOHOHO! So damn precious. Hey, did you notice that I had a lot of &lt;strong&gt;'precious' &lt;/strong&gt;in this blog entry. YEAH. Okay if I'm going to talk about another precious, I will pick it out and &lt;strong&gt;bold &lt;/strong&gt;it :) Now really nothing in my mind &gt;&lt;. ehh.. should I or should I not leave? umm.. nothing. alright, then, bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I think one thing came fading in my mind liao! It's the English section A thing, we took back our MCQ, I knew my score. It's so damn low okay :( Oh and it's such a not nice thing to post it here :X &lt;strong&gt;SO WHY AM I HERE THEN IF I'M NOT POSTING IT..&lt;/strong&gt; alright, just here to tell you right, how pity I was :X Okay bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-4183165689449905289?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4183165689449905289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=4183165689449905289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4183165689449905289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4183165689449905289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-see-i-actually-got-so-much-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-3852978476661956003</id><published>2008-02-29T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T18:14:35.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey Hey Hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hey I am here! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I feel so ultra relaxing now hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So good to be true, that today hasn't IT LESSON afterschool :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I LOVE TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And somemore exams are over.. &lt;u&gt;almost&lt;/u&gt; over :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I still have english paper 1 woo.. I hadn't take it as I had been absent that day, however the other paper which was to be taken that day which is the chinese one, I re-took it yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The chinese paper 1 was okay lah, though I wouldn't say I would take like a star or what so ever star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was &lt;u&gt;okay, fine.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And thank-ie god, sis said hey ytd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I so hoping she would never say hey again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Why, do you hey here and there all the time?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I made &lt;em&gt;an&lt;/em&gt; Ashley Tisdale skin just now, and it's nice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And I changed to this skin which is nice too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nice x2! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And arial rawks! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-3852978476661956003?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3852978476661956003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=3852978476661956003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3852978476661956003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3852978476661956003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey.html' title='Hey!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-5410050464963987803</id><published>2008-02-28T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T15:51:02.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/info/179779"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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HEIGHT: 156px" height="186" src="http://www.buddytv.com/closedquiz/images/results/hsm-ryan.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on &lt;a href="http://www.buddytv.com/High-School-Musical.aspx"&gt;High School Musical&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.buddytv.com/"&gt;Created by BuddyTV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-5496780453115925523?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5496780453115925523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=5496780453115925523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5496780453115925523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5496780453115925523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/02/which-high-school-musical-character-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-3116905571789945903</id><published>2008-02-24T15:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T15:15:28.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back! XD</title><content type='html'>Hallo people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back I tell youuu. I think I was fully recovered. Still got some tiny bit haven't lahhh :X the only thing that I am lacking of is my proper voice, okay, it already sounds proper, just that it's hard to speak. And sometimes, it's like.. so itchy that I've to burst out coughing. I wish I had never been that greedy. Next time, I will beware of those crispy hotty food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I hadn't finish my homework yet, I'm already so relaxing! :) I've no idea why so. Yesterday when I'm still so brittle, I'm worrying about my homeworks so much but today when I'm much tougher, I don't feel the need to really do all the homeworks :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the higher chinese paper &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've learnt nothing in the chinese class in the past, so, I'm so preparing to fail. No luh, all depends on fate and luck, if I really had learnt nothing.. &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-3116905571789945903?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3116905571789945903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=3116905571789945903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3116905571789945903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3116905571789945903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-back-xd.html' title='I am back! XD'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-5324693581644038579</id><published>2008-02-24T14:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T14:59:28.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>77 only..</title><content type='html'>I reached &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;296 points&lt;/span&gt;, so I achieved position &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;119485 of 698246&lt;/span&gt; on the ranking list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I type&lt;strong&gt; 429 characters&lt;/strong&gt; per minute&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;strong&gt;77 correct words&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;strong&gt;2 wrong words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 60px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 40px; BACKGROUND: url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png) no-repeat; WIDTH: 300px; COLOR: #009933; PADDING-TOP: 50px; FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;77 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-5324693581644038579?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5324693581644038579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=5324693581644038579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5324693581644038579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5324693581644038579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/02/73-words-i-noob-lah.html' title='77 only..'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-2816965898308546791</id><published>2008-02-20T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T19:15:32.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day when I fell sick.</title><content type='html'>Today had became the day when I fell sick. I only fell sick once in a blue room, you see. Though... only my primary two report book showed full attendance.. but the others like last year, I only had been absent for &lt;strong&gt;one day&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;horh&lt;/em&gt;. Last year, I was absent for the same reason as today's, Primary 3, I didn't really did absent, just that I fell in the field, where that crocodile thing is, I fell off from that bench, and I got one big &lt;strong&gt;half red half blue (purplish) cock eye&lt;/strong&gt;. And I think it's the left eye that got cocked.. And today, I didn't really absent, at least I stayed for half of the day in school.&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of today, I felt well, nothing really stroke me, but then when it was the English lesson, I began to feel&lt;em&gt; hot&lt;/em&gt;, my face was like burning.. I began to apprehensive of having a fever.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;And then next, Maths lesson, I got hotter and warmer.. and yet I still took the percentage test. I was like so rushing the test, I got some unusual mistakes but I still realised them (if not how I know I got mistakes). Andd... I felt quite certain that some odd mistakes will soon be discovered as well.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;At last, I felt really really.. so uncomfortable that I took my temperature using my own thermometer and on it stated, '37.7'. Though I know &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, it's not yet so hot, but just to prevent myself to continue trekking this &lt;em&gt;fire&lt;/em&gt;, Sharmine sent me to the general office through our &lt;em&gt;Chinese relief teacher's&lt;/em&gt; permission.&lt;br /&gt;I went home. And I began to &lt;em&gt;cool down&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My fever is mild now, with the panado drugs and my maid's massaging.&lt;br /&gt;It's so a very fortunate day 'cause the lessons I didn't attend aren't quite that important.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to go to school tomorrow no matter what :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-2816965898308546791?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2816965898308546791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=2816965898308546791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/2816965898308546791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/2816965898308546791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/02/day-when-i-fell-sick.html' title='The Day when I fell sick.'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-5786218000106352282</id><published>2008-02-19T18:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T18:59:16.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOO!&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;okay okay.. I know you're so very scared, as my mention about being away from blog right?&lt;br /&gt;I think, I shan't dodge from blog, it's such an idiot thing okay. Blog is to help me lol :D &lt;em&gt;sohereiam!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BOO! BOO! BOO! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed another skin again, sorry luh, &lt;strong&gt;I love changing skin okay.&lt;/strong&gt; Without changing the skin, the blog is like so &lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt; dead okay. It's like so much more lively if your blog is always animated with skins :D&lt;br /&gt;Though I say so about not dodging from blog anymore, it's not the thing that I am going to well, like &lt;strong&gt;update 24 hours&lt;/strong&gt; kay kay kay :D&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Today's the higher chinese paper 1! OMG! &lt;em&gt;so fast CA1 liao ==&lt;/em&gt; I hadn't even custom in 6P. Sometimes I even wrote the 5P index number in those worksheets, and even write 5Patience for the class column. And same to Chinese class, I wrote the 5R index number too, and even &lt;em&gt;(rarely)&lt;/em&gt; write the 5R index number.&lt;br /&gt;gahhhh. &lt;strong&gt;TIME, can't you just freeze?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-5786218000106352282?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5786218000106352282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=5786218000106352282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5786218000106352282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5786218000106352282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/02/boo-okay-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-8361867091148769585</id><published>2008-02-15T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T20:42:20.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:220%;"&gt;I MISS YOU FINELLA!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-8361867091148769585?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8361867091148769585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=8361867091148769585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8361867091148769585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8361867091148769585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-miss-you-finella.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-1782181278099728009</id><published>2008-02-15T19:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T20:11:59.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry for the sleepy song, but the sleepier it is, &lt;strong&gt;the more i love it!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this skin is nice! isn't it? the other skin i had just updated, the kynzgirl's skin, it's fab too! the only thing is that i don't think i want to take the risk to use that skin as my blogger's skin for it always randomly disappears its bg, and i'm so totally annoyed by it. so, i went bs today and found d&lt;3 's latest skin which is this and which .. at first by looking at it, i didn't have that faving feeling, but the more i look at it, the more i &lt;3 it! so, here's the skin~ oh and the skin i used before that kynzgirl's skin is the soldmysmile's skin, that skin is nice too, but if you are more observant, you would know why i had changed it to kynzgirl's that skin. &lt;strong&gt;ihatethatppcircle&lt;/strong&gt; - remember that this' the title? that's wad. i hate that purple circle in the image of the skin, it's so completely out of place, though the other images on it is very pretty but just a simple &lt;strong&gt;low img quality circle &lt;/strong&gt;could cause so much of the humiliation.&lt;br /&gt;this skin , d&lt;3's, my current skin, one reason that it is so infectious, is that the colours are so neat. &lt;strong&gt;i&lt;3thecolours.&lt;/strong&gt; very peaceful {that's why i have that sleepy song, it was meant to be peaceful (as in a more positive way) alright}, very.. just so exceptionally beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;i want less blogging. i want to dodge from this. i had already dodged for 10 days, from the last post till now, it's 10days. no... not actually, i still had had visit my blog very oftenly though i didn't blog. so there, i wanna stop visiting my blog alright. &lt;strong&gt;this is so conquering my time.&lt;/strong&gt; it's like i had just use the computer at 1pm and then it's like after a very short while, it had turned to 4pm! and that three hours mean a short while?!?! &lt;strong&gt;i can't feel the long while, you see.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today IT, 1.30.&lt;strong&gt; iloveit.&lt;/strong&gt; we had to put background music, and the teacher said we will do it in the next lesson. antong and sharmiew were like so enthusiastic when they heard this. after the lesson, we came down through the stairs and while waiting for my sister from f2, while antong was waiting for some friends from f2 as well, while samantha was waiting for her mum and while sharmiew had nothing to do, antong and sharmiew began discussing on that music matter. they talked about yang chen lin, lin jun jie, zhang shao han, zhou jie lun, wu yue tian, chai yi lin, and one waadd huang zhong wei, all these artists, all their mastersongs... it's so sian listening to them. everyone walked past us that time, as it was the afternoon's session recess, it's so crowded and yet they could still be so chanting. woo.. they talked about that like half of the recess, 15 minutes, or even more i should say. &lt;strong&gt;golly, 15 minutes and yet it was still not set of which background music we were going to use!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, do i dodge from you for...?? &lt;strong&gt;forever?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1782181278099728009?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1782181278099728009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1782181278099728009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1782181278099728009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1782181278099728009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/02/sorry-for-sleepy-song-but-sleepier-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-4469510453574055387</id><published>2008-02-05T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T16:01:40.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOS xD&lt;br /&gt;I'm home so early =x&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be released 10 minutes after by right, but, I came home early because LIN LAO SHI has to go to the hospital this early.&lt;br /&gt;POOR LIN LAO SHI.&lt;br /&gt;She is so extremely good, you know. Though I know that, reluctantly, she didn't give us the spelling, I know she wants to, but.. everyone disagreed so. And perhaps another reason is she's too tired =x Okay, anyhow, 林老师，新年快乐! Everyone was so screaming and shrieking with joy when LIN LAO SHI RELEASED US FROM 3.30 TO 3 AND FROM 3 TO 2.40. Oh my gross! She is so nice to us &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZHU said that he's going to test my cpl with his FORTUNE POWER LOL =D These words really do, make me feel better, that I'M NOT GUILTY :D So thank you so much zhu!! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERENE IS SO PRO! PRO! PRO! PRO! We had the spelling bee today and guess who gets the highest in our class?!?! Apparently SERENE LOL &lt;3 Can I reveal the score she got?!?! Better not ;x This is just a... hint to all participants from 6R AND 6K, beware of us, HOHOHO~ WE HAVE THE SECRET WEAPON LOL =X&lt;br /&gt;So unfair you see,.,., My sis' class is not participating this spelling bee thingy. She shouldn't had gone to that loyal class, it insults her so much. This loyal class ah, those china ducks are all so rude, they think they are in the third class, PUI PUI PUI! RUBBISH! My sis is so damn miserable.. And so is JIA YI, POOR QUEEN AND JIA YU ;{&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm... tomorrow's the last day of the year of pig. MY YEAR! AHHHH... The rat is so going to conquer us, POOR US! WE, ADORABLE PIGS ARE SO GOING TO BE DESTROYED BY THESE TEENY EVIL RATS ;{ Anyhow, it was set, by the heavenly god. All I can do is to wait for another 12 years for my PIGGY YEAR TO COME BACKK! &lt;br /&gt;aw.. we gotta perform again tomorrow. eeks. We have to change after performing. CHIOR MEMBERS ARE ALL SO SHUANG. They don't have to change, all they do is, perform in their home clothes.&lt;br /&gt;US?!?!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;nelxx ;d&lt;br /&gt;rush hour 4- homeworks :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-4469510453574055387?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4469510453574055387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=4469510453574055387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4469510453574055387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/4469510453574055387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/02/hellos-xd-im-home-so-early-x-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-9168474994415335213</id><published>2008-02-04T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T15:17:18.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today &lt;em&gt;is not&lt;/em&gt; an ordinary day.&lt;br /&gt;I thought&lt;em&gt; "unhappiness"&lt;/em&gt; should come before the happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Or had I had the &lt;em&gt;wrong&lt;/em&gt; understanding?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cpl with a twins person. Some of you know right. Is it &lt;em&gt;guilty&lt;/em&gt;?!?! Like that I'm breaking one of the KNS rules.. Afterall, not all TWINS people are &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;bad. Anyhow, he also wants to quit TWINS. But the TWINS leader isn't that bad&lt;em&gt; either&lt;/em&gt;, it's all the members who ruined the guild. &lt;em&gt;Tell you a secret - the TWINS leader has once been in my friendlist lol =x Perhaps it's his bad luck for having such members ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;blah blah blahs.&lt;br /&gt;Let's not talk about the &lt;em&gt;negative&lt;/em&gt; extraordinaries, but the POSITIVE ONES :D&lt;br /&gt;First thing first.&lt;br /&gt;Sharmine said she's going to buy me a 30K cashcard for my birthday present !&lt;br /&gt;I was like OMG when I heard that =x&lt;br /&gt;She's such a &lt;em&gt;good good good good good...&lt;/em&gt; friend :D&lt;br /&gt;And actually..&lt;br /&gt;She didn't actually did want to gift me that &lt;em&gt;at prime tense&lt;/em&gt;. It's because of her &lt;em&gt;big mouth&lt;/em&gt; that cause her to buy me that ;x She said she had once bought ANG CHONG BENG a 20K cashcard. So, if she's going to gift me any cashcards lesser than 20K or even not giving me any cashcards &lt;em&gt;at all,&lt;/em&gt; she would think that I'm going to think the other way, that it isn't fair because she bought him a 20K and not buying &lt;em&gt;at least&lt;/em&gt; a 20K for me. And I might think that ANG CHONG BENG'S grade in the bottom of her heart is more than mine, understand? That means ACB is more of a... means that ACB means&lt;em&gt; more&lt;/em&gt; to her than me..&lt;strong&gt; SO! THAT'S HOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh..&lt;br /&gt;this somehow..&lt;br /&gt;gets to be negative ;S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-9168474994415335213?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9168474994415335213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=9168474994415335213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/9168474994415335213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/9168474994415335213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-is-not-ordinary-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-3727173970904003873</id><published>2008-02-02T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T19:16:53.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R6Qs9lqYHfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/qKhXckKdv9M/s1600-h/18.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162300509466926578" style="CURSOR: hand" height="153" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R6Qs9lqYHfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/qKhXckKdv9M/s400/18.PNG" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second try passed T.T&lt;br /&gt;I've wasted some dens =.=&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Serene, I never first try passed.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes so many perfects sometimes so few perfects &gt;&lt;em&gt;0&lt;/em&gt; lol =.=&lt;br /&gt;Then second try~~ I made some &lt;em&gt;extra&lt;/em&gt; perfects, &lt;em&gt;em..&lt;/em&gt; get what I mean ? =x&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm &lt;strong&gt;already&lt;/strong&gt; level 18 lol, there ain't a need to care about how I passed dee licence. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-3727173970904003873?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3727173970904003873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=3727173970904003873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3727173970904003873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3727173970904003873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-thats-one-example.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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://bp0.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R6Qs9lqYHfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/qKhXckKdv9M/s72-c/18.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37671551.post-2847738412286126933</id><published>2008-02-02T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T14:40:01.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hola!&lt;br /&gt;Greetings for the start of Feb, YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Time is so fast, Feb has arrived. Let's enjoy another month again, people! xD Today's 2nd Feb, such a &lt;em&gt;nice &lt;/em&gt;date ;x&lt;br /&gt;I've just made a &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt; skin, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.complication-of-life.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.complication-of-life.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/info/176927"&gt;http://blogskins.com/info/176927&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it so much! Although, I don't feel like using it in my own blog =x&lt;br /&gt;And I made another skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/info/176842"&gt;http://blogskins.com/info/176842&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both skins were arranged &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;em&gt;new column&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;in &lt;/em&gt;my profile! &lt;em&gt;Get what I mean?&lt;/em&gt; =x&lt;br /&gt;And both skins are oh-so-nice, and I'm so loving them! &lt;em&gt;Have a look at them please?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I hadn't break my promise at all! :D I hadn't play audition yesterday which is considered as a weekday~ WOOHOO! I'm &lt;em&gt;so so&lt;/em&gt; happy. Now... although I hadn't finish my homeworks.. should I or shouldn't I play audition? 'Cause I WANNA EARN THAT 3K!! FOR LICENCE.!! I don't know if it's guilty playing audition before the homeworks are done =x Sooo... what am I going to do?!?! Okays, just let's see if I'll be itched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-2847738412286126933?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2847738412286126933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=2847738412286126933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/2847738412286126933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/2847738412286126933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/02/hola-greetings-for-begin-of-feb-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-1696648286242143368</id><published>2008-01-31T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T17:48:22.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vintage is so rocking on :d!&lt;br /&gt;3 more k until licence, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; can't break my promise with my Dad on Audition.&lt;br /&gt;I mean &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We promised him not to play audition during weekdays, &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; weekends - Saturday and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;So!&lt;br /&gt;I can't earn my 3K &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; soon.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, today's already Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;Oh my godnesss...&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Two more days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wooo-hoooo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Friday and I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; I'll aim for finishing &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; the weekend homeworks by tomorrow, before the weekends come!&lt;br /&gt;Don't think! &lt;strong&gt;GO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO NEL GO! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1696648286242143368?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1696648286242143368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1696648286242143368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1696648286242143368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1696648286242143368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/vintage-is-so-rocking-on-d-3-more-k.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-3867951583697815433</id><published>2008-01-30T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:33:28.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4.30pm</title><content type='html'>I've thought that Wednesday is my favourite day. It doesn't suit to be my favourite day for now. It seemed, the day I detest most has turned out to be Wednesday now. 'Cause, Wednesday had been the day which I can go home the earliest compared to all the other weekdays&lt;strong&gt; at first&lt;/strong&gt;. And now, it has been the day which I can go home the latest compared to the other weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;diaoz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it had been set&lt;strong&gt; right&lt;/strong&gt;, I can't change the truth.&lt;br /&gt;We had sectional practice now, I mean, for us, &lt;strong&gt;cello-ers&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neh-ba-mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's best to stay later &lt;strong&gt;since,&lt;/strong&gt; we are preparing for SYF&lt;strong&gt; right&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I stayed at school, no I mean, in C3, for.. four hours ==&lt;br /&gt;And guess wadd??&lt;br /&gt;This melody we played in the CO ROOM had been repeating in my mind, over and over, playing in my mind... But I got better when I was doing my maths worksheet, this thing begin to go away from distracting me.&lt;br /&gt;So now, I had no idea what melody I had been distracted by.&lt;br /&gt;THOUGH. ;B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the taboo and pictionary for proverbs today and it's&lt;strong&gt; so&lt;/strong&gt; fun.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, we had gave a surprise for Sean today as it's his birthday:D&lt;br /&gt;He's so good, you know.&lt;br /&gt;He would give goodie bags every year on his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, I never give any.&lt;br /&gt;It's like &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; unfair &lt;strong&gt;you know&lt;/strong&gt; ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave him the&lt;strong&gt; surprise-Mdm Choong's idea&lt;/strong&gt; actually ;D&lt;br /&gt;It was break time and everyone went to their break.&lt;br /&gt;I think, Li Kai or somebody purposely asked him to go to the toilet downstair.&lt;br /&gt;And that's when Mdm Choong took this excuse, scolded Sean in front of the entire class, for going to the toilet downstair instead of the fourth floor.&lt;br /&gt;And then..&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Choong asked Sean to face the whiteboard.&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;that's when all of us stood up and sang &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt; to him :D&lt;br /&gt;Such a nice surprise ;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-3867951583697815433?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3867951583697815433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=3867951583697815433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3867951583697815433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3867951583697815433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/430pm.html' title='4.30pm'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-8565313324866690124</id><published>2008-01-29T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T17:44:15.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOHOHO!</title><content type='html'>HOHOHO!&lt;br /&gt;I got my mood back! =x I'm so damn humourous on blogging nowdays =x And I'm so extremely happy :D I think I had fall in extreme love with blog =D Isn't it too much love?!?! That's why I had been mood-less yesterday =x&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, now that I'm so humourous, my mind doesn't come with anything for me to pour out, this is so illogical O_O&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there, something came to my mind! Yes, we had our 6Patience's very maiden spelling test today. And it goes so unfavorable =x Anyhow, this is the very first, isn't it. It's not so peculiar at all :D&lt;br /&gt;Gah. What happened to me today?!?! Oh I mean, what happened to me whenever I'm so willing to blog?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Neh-ba-mind, it's like thiss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-8565313324866690124?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8565313324866690124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=8565313324866690124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8565313324866690124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8565313324866690124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/hohoho.html' title='HOHOHO!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-1961194794997220469</id><published>2008-01-26T13:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T13:14:54.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear my dearest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just pass by and think that I should drop by? I want to watch the 成语万花筒 , screening on Channel 8 at 10 o'clock just now. It is certain for everyone in my school to watch this, since HWS' students were in this show, and yet I can't watch it, and why? It's all because of this Chinese Orchestra Practice, I should've watched this show then, without the ;B CO!! ;{ I wish there's rebroadcast, but there ain't, &lt;strong&gt;okay&lt;/strong&gt;. Tell me if there is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now clicking here and there in my fuko notebook. As, I've no humor at all in doing homework. Anyhow, I've no mood in hanging around in my lappy too! What can I do?!?! I had the mood in audition, however.. MY SISTER IS .. OH DUHS. Doing &lt;strong&gt;something&lt;/strong&gt; at the destop. ;{&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what I can do ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please come back- the humor of homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-1961194794997220469?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1961194794997220469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=1961194794997220469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1961194794997220469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/1961194794997220469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/hallos-my-dearest-just-pass-by-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-6660824898200280676</id><published>2008-01-25T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T21:33:31.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>week-y</title><content type='html'>gahs.&lt;br /&gt;stupid idiotic fuko ;b&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had never had a lappy, 'cause i &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; it for now! why had i made my wish for granted!? &lt;em&gt;Perhaps&lt;/em&gt;, I do like laptops at the first place, no, not even &lt;em&gt;perhaps&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;it is.&lt;/strong&gt; Guess why I hadn't love it now?!?! It works damn &lt;em&gt;stupidly.&lt;/em&gt; I guess it's because that I've poured this glass of water last year onto my lappy, it's an &lt;strong&gt;accident &lt;/strong&gt;okay. But my Dad still rescue it in time, &lt;strong&gt;RESCUE!&lt;/strong&gt; LOLS! After this&lt;em&gt; 'operation'&lt;/em&gt;, the computer sort of&lt;em&gt; 'sensed'&lt;/em&gt;, and guess what?!?! &lt;strong&gt;It is rescued! ;d&lt;/strong&gt; RIGHT. BUT IT'S LIKE, THERE'S MEMORIES BEING &lt;em&gt;SHATTERED&lt;/em&gt; AWAY FROM IT. THIS STUPID GLASS OF WATER, IT'S LITERALLY THE DISEASE. However, it's better than nothing ;X I mean it's &lt;strong&gt;rescue-d&lt;/strong&gt;, better then &lt;strong&gt;die-d&lt;/strong&gt; ;d I WISH I HAD NEVER BROUGHT THIS WATER IN, BESIDE THE LAPPY, IF NOT, MY LAPPY WON'T BE SO &lt;strong&gt;INNOCENT &lt;/strong&gt;NOW, listening to ALL MY STUPID SCOLDINGS ;{ But it's really work so &lt;em&gt;bumblingly!&lt;/em&gt; It's error here and there, and laggie there and here, it's not at all helpful to me alright ;[ DESTOP RAWKS! ;B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, you can see, this entry is classified as the 'weekly' entry =D Yep, and &lt;strong&gt;it is&lt;/strong&gt;. Now, I'm going to tell you all about the week. &lt;strong&gt;First come first serve&lt;/strong&gt;, the&lt;em&gt; first&lt;/em&gt; thing that comes into my mind will be&lt;em&gt; first&lt;/em&gt; be blogged here. :D OH MY GODNESSES! Friday really does disappoints me a lot. &lt;strong&gt;It's the only hope for me, yet it just give up so easily.&lt;/strong&gt; Now, I've got IT LESSON on Friday!!! The only day I'm supposed to have&lt;strong&gt; nothing&lt;/strong&gt; afterschool. URGHH!!! Anyway anyway, it's not &lt;em&gt;not nice&lt;/em&gt;, it's &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt;, I always love&lt;strong&gt; IT&lt;/strong&gt;. But, I JUST prefer going home than staying at schooool ;{&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing prompts in my mind ;D And what is it....&lt;em&gt; it ran away ;[&lt;/em&gt; umm.. YEP! OYX CHANGED her spectacles! OMG... it looks.. kind of... aw... it's insulting.. might be? It's too &lt;em&gt;oval &lt;/em&gt;;X Get a more squary one lah OYX ;} Anyhow, red really suits her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, SOMETHING WAGED IN MY MIND. Yep, Jia Yi and Yuan Zhen. Yuan Zhen is &lt;strong&gt;such a bully.&lt;/strong&gt; She keeps on bullying Jia Yi, &lt;em&gt;and me&lt;/em&gt; ;{ as if &lt;strong&gt;it's fun&lt;/strong&gt;. oKays, I can see that it's really&lt;strong&gt; that fun&lt;/strong&gt; to her, but we are &lt;em&gt;so innocent&lt;/em&gt;, you SEE! She didn't let Jia Yi to sit on the bench when we are having lunch today afterschool. And a lot more things ;{ YUAN ZHEN ;B Perhaps that's YUAN ZHEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on come on!! I want to blog more things!!! umm... let me think...&lt;strong&gt; I CAN'T THINK!!! ;X&lt;/strong&gt; Oh there is something! This week's debate is really totally &lt;strong&gt;火星撞地球！&lt;/strong&gt;You know what it means, don't you? TOTALLY! &lt;strong&gt;WONG LI KAI&lt;/strong&gt; IS SUCH A GOOD SPEAKER MAN ;X KEEP ON... &lt;em&gt;QUOTING&lt;/em&gt;, SAY WHAT ,"What do you mean by &lt;strong&gt;'cool'&lt;/strong&gt;" Oh yes, the topic for the week is, &lt;em&gt;should students be allowed to wear school uniforms to the shopping centre?&lt;/em&gt; The team against his team which is Anthony's team, they agreed with that question, he said, (or is it Si Ying) "Let's be cool in our school uniforms." And that's when the rebutter from the opposition team, Wong Li Kai said &lt;strong&gt;that,&lt;/strong&gt; using his quoting fingers, "What do you mean by&lt;strong&gt; 'cool'&lt;/strong&gt;" And still got a lot more quoting words, and his eyebrows keeps on jumping. &lt;strong&gt;OH DUHS&lt;/strong&gt;. SO 夸张。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 MORE K TO LICENCE! YO! I WANT LICENCE!!! WHY SO LONG DEH!!! LICENCE! LICENCE! LICENCE! LICENCE! LICENCE! LICENCE! ;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-6660824898200280676?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6660824898200280676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=6660824898200280676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6660824898200280676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6660824898200280676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/gahs.html' title='week-y'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-6951273418125553181</id><published>2008-01-19T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T21:51:10.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOOOL!&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT MY&lt;strong&gt; SEXY&lt;/strong&gt; POSE DOWN THERE o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R5GATjVlRnI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Eriyj9Om_Tg/s1600-h/cool+pose.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157044121707562610" style="CURSOR: hand" height="300" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R5GATjVlRnI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Eriyj9Om_Tg/s400/cool+pose.PNG" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-6951273418125553181?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6951273418125553181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=6951273418125553181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6951273418125553181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/6951273418125553181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/loool-look-at-my-sexy-pose-down-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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://bp2.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R5GATjVlRnI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Eriyj9Om_Tg/s72-c/cool+pose.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37671551.post-5279907354063166839</id><published>2008-01-15T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:21:21.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wah-kao!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;KB AH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually intending to &lt;em&gt;blog&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;change the blogskin&lt;/em&gt;, but now, &lt;em&gt;changing the blogskin&lt;/em&gt; already &lt;em&gt;tired&lt;/em&gt; me ;X&lt;br /&gt;Alright another &lt;strong&gt;KB&lt;/strong&gt; thing is that, I find really hard for me to well, to... &lt;strong&gt;YAP right&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;APPROACH&lt;/em&gt; to this &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beautifully &lt;/strong&gt;adorable destop!&lt;/em&gt; ;(&lt;br /&gt;Why? You will ask. That &lt;em&gt;cute&lt;/em&gt; idiot lorhh ;X that &lt;em&gt;queenieee&lt;/em&gt; idiot ;X She think &lt;em&gt;she is who&lt;/em&gt;, keeps on using the computer &lt;em&gt;like hell&lt;/em&gt;. Taking &lt;em&gt;doing homework&lt;/em&gt; as &lt;strong&gt;an excuse&lt;/strong&gt; to use the computer. Certainly, approaching the computer, will itch her to come and edit in blog, and what's next? She'll then continue on blogging there and blogging here &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;FORGET ALL HER HOMEWORK ;O&lt;/strong&gt; That's why, I &lt;em&gt;"encourage"&lt;/em&gt; her not to use the computer &lt;em&gt;"while"&lt;/em&gt; doing homeworks. And guess what she said? &lt;strong&gt;"Want check dictionary what, the same meaning words."&lt;/strong&gt; LOL, what a &lt;em&gt;"genius"&lt;/em&gt; excuse ;d Alright then, go to my lappy ;) &lt;strong&gt;YAYS~ I WON ;d&lt;/strong&gt; LOL... I won, and it's &lt;strong&gt;KB&lt;/strong&gt;?! ;XX dots....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nowdays in Primary six is really... &lt;strong&gt;dying&lt;/strong&gt; ;X ALMOST, everyday's afterschool exciting mood is spoilt by heaps and heaps of&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;sup&lt;em&gt;py&lt;/em&gt;, remedial&lt;em&gt;ie&lt;/em&gt;, enrichment&lt;em&gt;yy&lt;/em&gt; classes ;( and there's still the CCA&lt;em&gt;ieeee&lt;/em&gt; ;( ONLY FRIDAY IS NOT OCCUPIED, &lt;em&gt;I TELL YOUS&lt;/em&gt;. Lol?! And Friday?! It's the last day of the weekend, and what do I do in that supposed to be &lt;em&gt;"afterschool excitements"??&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;DO WEEKEND HOMEWORKS ;{&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway, I kind of feel myself in the mood of not playing audition. YAYS~! &lt;strong&gt;AND I LOVE MYSELF FOR THAT ;}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-5279907354063166839?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5279907354063166839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=5279907354063166839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5279907354063166839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5279907354063166839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/wah-kao.html' title='wah-kao!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-7654883137058939162</id><published>2008-01-12T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T21:59:47.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;learn-&lt;strong&gt;ed&lt;/strong&gt; the moral&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story is... you will only &lt;em&gt;succeed&lt;/em&gt; if you&lt;em&gt; enjoy&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;'drill'&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What I mean is, &lt;strong&gt;success&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; comes&lt;/strong&gt; for people who &lt;strong&gt;enjoy&lt;/strong&gt; doing &lt;em&gt;that particular thing,&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;forcing&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;him &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;self to do &lt;em&gt;this something&lt;/em&gt;. I've learned this today, &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;u&gt;I say- You only made yourself useful to this world if you enjoyed everything, force is useless.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How I'd learn this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R4h63TVlRlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/5SIoD5wQ_ZI/s1600-h/x11.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154504864027723346" style="CURSOR: hand" height="300" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R4h63TVlRlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/5SIoD5wQ_ZI/s400/x11.PNG" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry&lt;/strong&gt; for this &lt;em&gt;negatively&lt;/em&gt; screenshot, but this is the&lt;em&gt; only&lt;/em&gt; example I &lt;em&gt;can find&lt;/em&gt;. Guess what happen&lt;strong&gt;ed&lt;/strong&gt;? Whatever &lt;em&gt;related &lt;/em&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;audition&lt;/strong&gt; moral-&lt;strong&gt;ed&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;? Okay, I &lt;em&gt;admit&lt;/em&gt; that this mightn't be really that &lt;em&gt;ethical&lt;/em&gt; for a&lt;strong&gt; moral&lt;/strong&gt;. However, read &lt;strong&gt;my sentence&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;, I stated a &lt;strong&gt;'really'&lt;/strong&gt; there, so? It makes &lt;strong&gt;negative&lt;/strong&gt; things to turn out to be&lt;strong&gt; positive&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;as well,&lt;/em&gt; although, you may say, &lt;em&gt;as many percentage as you can,&lt;/em&gt; but it still have a &lt;strong&gt;0.000000000000000000000000000001%&lt;/strong&gt; of&lt;strong&gt; good&lt;/strong&gt; in it, &lt;em&gt;doesn't it?&lt;/em&gt; It's not &lt;strong&gt;completely&lt;/strong&gt; negative, &lt;em&gt;I tell you&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okayx, I've talk&lt;strong&gt;ed&lt;/strong&gt; too much, I should go back to the question,&lt;u&gt; whatever related to audition moral-ed me?&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Look&lt;/strong&gt; carefully in the image,&lt;em&gt; doesn't it look??&lt;/em&gt; Well, I got my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;new&lt;/em&gt; record&lt;/strong&gt;, -&lt;strong&gt;combo- 11.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;How did I do it?&lt;/em&gt; For those who wants to break your personal &lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt; record, &lt;u&gt;I tell you - &lt;strong&gt;force&lt;/strong&gt; won't succeed.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;That's it.&lt;/strong&gt; I &lt;em&gt;didn't &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;force&lt;/strong&gt; myself to break the record. I just press the spacebar with&lt;strong&gt; feasts&lt;/strong&gt;, I didn't &lt;strong&gt;force&lt;/strong&gt;, I&lt;em&gt; didn't force myself to press the spacebar so hard that I almost &lt;strong&gt;hated&lt;/strong&gt; myself for the pain I'd &lt;strong&gt;caused&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So, the concludsion is- if all of you wants &lt;em&gt;breaking&lt;/em&gt; anything, &lt;em&gt;whatever your record is&lt;/em&gt;, you wanna break it, force won't help it ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've another&lt;em&gt; negative&lt;/em&gt; screenshot...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R4h9YzVlRmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Jk_cshR-b_0/s1600-h/omg!.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154507638576596578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R4h9YzVlRmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Jk_cshR-b_0/s400/omg!.PNG" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-7654883137058939162?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7654883137058939162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=7654883137058939162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/7654883137058939162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/7654883137058939162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/learn-ed-moral-moral-of-story-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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://bp0.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R4h63TVlRlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/5SIoD5wQ_ZI/s72-c/x11.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37671551.post-5157281322244426883</id><published>2008-01-10T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T12:36:47.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;eccentric&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh..&lt;br /&gt;why am I always forgetting what to blog?! I always plann&lt;strong&gt;ed&lt;/strong&gt; so well to blog before I even open this &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; blogger page ;( &lt;strong&gt;haiiii...&lt;/strong&gt; the big problem lies on my &lt;em&gt;stupid fragile&lt;/em&gt; memory ;( haiiii... anyhow.. I realised something about me these days, that I'm always saying &lt;strong&gt;'aiya...'&lt;/strong&gt; . I'm so completely &lt;em&gt;freaking&lt;/em&gt;, sometimes.. &lt;strong&gt;maybe..&lt;/strong&gt; I always abandon what I really want to say, meaning that when I said it in a way that &lt;em&gt;nobody&lt;/em&gt; understood, I'll just&lt;em&gt; give up on it&lt;/em&gt; and say.. that word &lt;strong&gt;'AIYA' &lt;/strong&gt;which is the &lt;strong&gt;oh-so-not-found-in-the-English-dictionary&lt;/strong&gt;, what Mdm Choong had said, not to &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; use words which are not &lt;em&gt;found &lt;/em&gt;in the English dictionary&lt;em&gt; during&lt;/em&gt; oral. &lt;strong&gt;WHAT AM I GOING TO DO DURING THE ORAL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; MY GOSH!&lt;/em&gt; Oh and &lt;strong&gt;oh so&lt;/strong&gt; was originally copyrighted from jelly&lt;em&gt; right&lt;/em&gt;~&lt;strong&gt; yays!&lt;/strong&gt; GO ME! I called you jelly &lt;em&gt;yeah&lt;/em&gt;! ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yesh! FINALLY I remembered what I planned. I mean not that whole plan.. &lt;em&gt;plan..&lt;/em&gt; okay.. just part of the content.. YESH! TODAY'S &lt;strong&gt;IMMUNISATION!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;WOAHHH!&lt;/strong&gt; I LUV IT! lols... I'm nuts, you say, certainly, I'm &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;okay! I luv this injection ;d. Anyhow, I don't have to have that &lt;strong&gt;'MMR',&lt;/strong&gt; oh yeah! Oh actually, not only, &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;, the only one not having this, my sister also has the same thing either ;d perhaps, just &lt;strong&gt;two of us&lt;/strong&gt; in the whole school.. &lt;em&gt;lahs&lt;/em&gt;. PERHAPS. I say- not &lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt; people. ;d Anyhow, I called this - &lt;strong&gt;zhi tong che,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;express&lt;/strong&gt;, lols. Although the &lt;strong&gt;'the other not MMR'&lt;/strong&gt; (I forgot what to call it), is a lot...&lt;em&gt; I think, from most of your opinions,&lt;/em&gt; the not MMR is much &lt;em&gt;more &lt;/em&gt;painful than the &lt;strong&gt;MMR&lt;/strong&gt;, you say that&lt;em&gt; right&lt;/em&gt;. HAHAS. What you say- I'm &lt;strong&gt;pro.&lt;/strong&gt; LOL! Of skipping &lt;strong&gt;MMR&lt;/strong&gt; isn't it? Yeah, I took &lt;strong&gt;MMR&lt;/strong&gt; during my &lt;em&gt;two years old time&lt;/em&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/strong&gt; yeah! &lt;strong&gt;1997....&lt;/strong&gt; Not that I remember it, it's that I saw the record in the nurse's lappy ;d I think I was supposed to be the tenth person for &lt;strong&gt;the not MMR&lt;/strong&gt; originally, however, because of my zhi tong che, I turned out to be the &lt;strong&gt;second &lt;/strong&gt;girl for&lt;strong&gt; the not MMR&lt;/strong&gt;~~ YO! LOLSS! I think, I quite luv &lt;strong&gt;the not MMR&lt;/strong&gt;.. HAHAS. Although, I felt my arm starting to itch, and I've no idea if this is supposed to be connected with &lt;strong&gt;the not MMR&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;but I feel my that..&lt;/em&gt; joint of my leg, kind of pain &lt;strong&gt;as well&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, sorry to say, maybe I'm&lt;em&gt; eccentric&lt;/em&gt;, but I sort of love... &lt;strong&gt;PAIN!&lt;/strong&gt; ;d &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-5157281322244426883?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5157281322244426883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=5157281322244426883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5157281322244426883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/5157281322244426883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/eccentric-ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-3027977615417934863</id><published>2008-01-09T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T22:04:09.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;RUSH-Y&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellos everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to say- that I'm rushing through this entry.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Appologise for my rushy words ;d&lt;br /&gt;mmm...&lt;br /&gt;what am I going to rush for?&lt;br /&gt;ehh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having lesser opportunity to use the computer nowdays due to my works right?&lt;br /&gt;But also, sometimes, however, negatively, it's my laziness on plays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So sad...&lt;br /&gt;So bad...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my wish in my wanted list is going to be&lt;strong&gt; crossed&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;again..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; cross ;(&lt;br /&gt;lol, I didn't mean to...&lt;em&gt; purposely&lt;/em&gt; get this wish &lt;strong&gt;undone&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;this just can't be&lt;strong&gt; bared&lt;/strong&gt; ;(&lt;br /&gt;alright, maybe it &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt;, but it has the &lt;strong&gt;1% quantity of impossibility&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; ;(&lt;br /&gt;I wish I'd never&lt;em&gt; touch&lt;/em&gt; the computer,&lt;br /&gt;then I shan't have that wish&lt;strong&gt; 'crossed'&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;what I did was, &lt;em&gt;played audition ;(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself not to play audition until PSLE is &lt;strong&gt;over&lt;/strong&gt; ;(&lt;br /&gt;and it's not even a Sunday, for why I can play is because my Daddy wasn't in this particular locale (my room, in my house &lt;em&gt;of course&lt;/em&gt;) that this particular guilt was done.&lt;br /&gt;it's a &lt;strong&gt;guilt &lt;/strong&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing that I can't get really over it is my ever particular lappy.&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;em&gt;spoiling&lt;/em&gt; my life.&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;strong&gt; time&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;strong&gt; everything&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I got all my&lt;em&gt; precious&lt;/em&gt; time on fixing that particular &lt;strong&gt;messenger error&lt;/strong&gt; that I got this typical error almost &lt;em&gt;three centuries ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RIGHT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this lappy is &lt;em&gt;getting &lt;/em&gt;me!&lt;br /&gt;don't you &lt;strong&gt;notice&lt;/strong&gt; that I hadn't sign in msn for a &lt;em&gt;long long&lt;/em&gt; time.&lt;br /&gt;that's all caused by my &lt;em&gt;great great&lt;/em&gt; lappy-ness &lt;strong&gt;benefactor&lt;/strong&gt; ;d&lt;br /&gt;HOW AM I GOING TO &lt;strong&gt;FIX THIS THING BACK&lt;/strong&gt; ??!!!;(&lt;br /&gt;and it is somemore, &lt;em&gt;stealing&lt;/em&gt; my time as in &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; doesn't work in that lappy ;(&lt;br /&gt;not &lt;strong&gt;blogging&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;not &lt;strong&gt;msning&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;not &lt;strong&gt;emailing,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not&lt;strong&gt; blogskinning&lt;/strong&gt; (well, this is fixed now --){by the&lt;em&gt; very&lt;/em&gt; miee! ;}}&lt;br /&gt;not,...&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;strong&gt;lot &lt;/strong&gt;more,&lt;br /&gt;what it said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ERROR, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MUST &lt;/u&gt;INSTALL SOMETHING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PROTECT&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;VIRUS&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;AND ALL KIND OF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;error&lt;br /&gt;ERROR&lt;br /&gt;error&lt;br /&gt;ERROR&lt;br /&gt;error&lt;br /&gt;ERROR&lt;br /&gt;error&lt;br /&gt;ERROR&lt;br /&gt;error&lt;br /&gt;ERROR&lt;br /&gt;error&lt;br /&gt;ERROR&lt;br /&gt;error&lt;br /&gt;ERROR&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even I, myself &lt;strong&gt;WAS&lt;/strong&gt; influenced by this,&lt;br /&gt;what called as this lappy is&lt;strong&gt; 'INFLUETIOUS'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm not &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;going to get a lappy again =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DESTOP ROCKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEY ARE THE &lt;em&gt;REAL &lt;/em&gt;ROCKERS! ;d&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhs.&lt;br /&gt;today, we had this&lt;em&gt; 'pervertic'&lt;/em&gt; check-up =x&lt;br /&gt;right, not so.&lt;br /&gt;it's the &lt;em&gt;positive &lt;/em&gt;kind of &lt;em&gt;'pervertic'&lt;/em&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;aw...&lt;br /&gt;but anw, it's&lt;em&gt; experienc&lt;strong&gt;ed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by we, the &lt;strong&gt;GALS~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but too bad for da boys &lt;strong&gt;yeah?&lt;/strong&gt; ;d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-ta &lt;strong&gt;rush-iness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i'm going &lt;strong&gt;tariness&lt;/strong&gt; yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-3027977615417934863?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3027977615417934863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=3027977615417934863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3027977615417934863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3027977615417934863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/ahhahaha.html' title='ahhahaha'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-7161389921099338997</id><published>2008-01-05T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T21:19:51.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Mood- trying&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallos everyone,&lt;br /&gt;HALLO!!&lt;br /&gt;HALLO??&lt;br /&gt;=="&lt;br /&gt;I'm proceeding to blog again, I think, I would blog once a week only, for now that I'm primary six, homeworks and anything considered as school works are more important than anything else extraordinary, right? I felt inclined that my blog is as decent as I am, aren't you, bloggie? No doubts on this, anyone? So all of you subscribe and approve to this, then well this is a DEAL then. These few days are.. I say- literally great! Except... I felt quite stressed, however, my bestest friend typically kind of 'tackles' on me, although, I don't called this a 'tackle'... mmm... just can't find the right word to describe this. I mean, she doesn't tackle on me, being with her just felt really comfortable without what called as "tackling". It's very like, everytime, every moment I'm with her, she just got this&lt;strong&gt; invisible power &lt;/strong&gt;ceaselessly to comfort me. Do you all penetrate on what I'm talking about, am I too.. out of point.. or what?! Okay, just take it as, that I'm &lt;strong&gt;right&lt;/strong&gt;. Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you all, applaud and hail please. &lt;em&gt;Guess what?&lt;/em&gt; This is the very first post that I'm wearing spectacles to type all these words on my blog! Well, although it doesn't feel so comfortable, and.. I don't feel so good looking at my spectacles lens, typing.. aw... I just felt everything too clear and.. a little small.. &lt;strong&gt;aw well well well..&lt;/strong&gt; actually should this be so called as 'grumbles', I'd thought grumbles are supposed to be &lt;strong&gt;negative&lt;/strong&gt; and what I've just said are kind of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;positively&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 'gurmbles'?! &lt;strong&gt;LOL. AW..!&lt;/strong&gt; I'm really kind of not comfortable looking in a different way. I wish I can take off my spectacles, however I'll be worser without the sepectacles, because I gotta look into the computer screen with a nearer distance and therefore, my eyes will get spoilt again and there, I shall go check my eyes and those &lt;strong&gt;many troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about school through this week. My form class had been classified into groups of four. And guess who are my group members? Well, it's great for us, perhaps, as there's only one maiden boy in our group - Jin Hao. And the other three girls are - Serene, Sze Wen and I. Now I wondered, what for to type about my group memebers, because there &lt;em&gt;seemed,&lt;/em&gt; nothing really much to type about it ==. &lt;strong&gt;ISN'T IT?!&lt;/strong&gt; Let's talk about... mmm... there's nothing really much going on at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what?? Okay, let's talk about &lt;strong&gt;blogskin!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I'm loving blogskinning! &lt;em&gt;I'M LOVING BLOGSKINNING!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Right. I did two particular skins. I love one of them very much- &lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/info/174394"&gt;http://blogskins.com/info/174394&lt;/a&gt; and the other is obnoxious -&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/info/174262"&gt;http://blogskins.com/info/174262&lt;/a&gt;! Look at them, aren't they great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And applaud again please, for I've made these skins with difficulties on my laptop. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is love:&lt;br /&gt;Live Preview- &lt;a href="http://www.nellyke412.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.nellyke412.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R3-BrzVlRjI/AAAAAAAAAKU/84KNtKOY0Us/s1600-h/Untitled+-+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151979088250226226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R3-BrzVlRjI/AAAAAAAAAKU/84KNtKOY0Us/s400/Untitled+-+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is EEEKS!&lt;br /&gt;LIVE PREVIEW - &lt;a href="http://www.dignityy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.dignityy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R3-B8jVlRkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/-DZjbpksIV8/s1600-h/fdasd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151979376013035074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R3-B8jVlRkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/-DZjbpksIV8/s400/fdasd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-7161389921099338997?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7161389921099338997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=7161389921099338997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/7161389921099338997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/7161389921099338997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/hallos-everyone-hallo-hallo-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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://bp1.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R3-BrzVlRjI/AAAAAAAAAKU/84KNtKOY0Us/s72-c/Untitled+-+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37671551.post-412659271582467851</id><published>2008-01-02T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T19:25:33.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Mood- psychic &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the first day of school! And, it isn't quite so enjoyable because.. mmm.. you shall know after you had read this entry :) Well, I had been enjoying my &lt;em&gt;first very day&lt;/em&gt; of school in 2008 at the beginning of the day, hanging with my dear old &lt;strong&gt;Sharmiew&lt;/strong&gt; :D, and of course my dearest cutest of all ,&lt;strong&gt;Jia Yi&lt;/strong&gt;~ &lt;strong&gt;Jia Yi&lt;/strong&gt;, I know this, ahhh, I'm &lt;em&gt;nauseating&lt;/em&gt;... I miss you a lot, Jia Yi, I know that... I've been saying this for quite a&lt;em&gt; many times&lt;/em&gt;, but I &lt;em&gt;really, really&lt;/em&gt;, is missing you a &lt;em&gt;lottttt!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'd thought that I'm in the 2nd higher chinese class at first, but after a while, I then know, the second class I'm in now is my &lt;strong&gt;actual form class&lt;/strong&gt;, and, my very chinese class doesn't share with my form class, but, in the &lt;strong&gt;r's room&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh yesh! When I knew that I'm not in the 6PHCL, I'm so happy! I'm &lt;strong&gt;pleasant&lt;/strong&gt;, because that I'll get a chance to be in the same Chinese Class with &lt;strong&gt;Jia Yi!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Oh Jia Yi, we had been in the same class ever since the year I've came to Hong Wen!! Five years~~!!! But for p5 and p6, we are only in the same chinese class, I wondered if chinese class counts??! Talking about five years, actually, someone had actually been in the very same form class with me ever since I came Hong Wen in 2004 when I was 2C, and now he's still in the same form class as I'm, guess who??&lt;em&gt; He's CYX, hehes, who lehx?&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, now that I'm in 6RHCL, I felt quite uncomfortable because I quite &lt;em&gt;hated &lt;/em&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;R's classroom&lt;/strong&gt;, and I don't really know the exact reason why. Perhaps, it's &lt;em&gt;a little bit&lt;/em&gt; messy, not &lt;em&gt;as neat as&lt;/em&gt; P's. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, guess why &lt;strong&gt;'Blow!'&lt;/strong&gt; got to be the title?&lt;em&gt; Please guess something!&lt;/em&gt; Okays, I'll give you a hint. It's something related to &lt;em&gt;my class&lt;/em&gt;. Oh yesh, I'm the &lt;em&gt;monitress&lt;/em&gt; :( I don't really meant to be the monitress of 6P for I've been &lt;em&gt;alway&lt;/em&gt;s the&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;monitress. I've thought Mdm Choong wouldn't choose me to be the monitress because she knows, that I've been the monitress for my classmates' murmurs on my past time, being the monitress. But well, since I had to be, &lt;em&gt;no choice&lt;/em&gt;, I shall do my best in being the monitress of 6Patience. &lt;strong&gt;AND BLOW! BLOW! BLOW! BLOW! BLOW! BLOW! BLOW! BLOW! BLOW! :[&lt;/strong&gt; Guess who's this blow monitor?! I don't wanna say his name but I've to because &lt;em&gt;he really odd to be blow!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;No way&lt;/strong&gt;, it's &lt;em&gt;Oyster Lee&lt;/em&gt;. I felt like being&lt;strong&gt; Gladi&lt;/strong&gt; in 4Diligence two years ago, do you know that? Oh or shall I say, &lt;strong&gt;Zoe&lt;/strong&gt;. For Zoe was actually replaced by Gladi for her&lt;em&gt; rude behaviour&lt;/em&gt;. Zoe, who had been chosen to be the monitress in 4Diligence in the beginning of the days while Oyster was the monitor that two years ago. I'm completely that Zoe. But well, I wouldn't be as irresponsible, you may say, &lt;em&gt;the other side of Zoe?!&lt;/em&gt; Everyone says that Oyster acts cool, I don't know how he could be fitted to be the monitor. Let's just hope he would be a &lt;em&gt;good one&lt;/em&gt;. Oh and if you don't know, it's &lt;em&gt;Royston&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;EEeeeeeeKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And guess what?! OYX is also the monitress of her very 6Responsibility. Oh my dear old&lt;strong&gt; Yi Xuan!&lt;/strong&gt; :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great&lt;/strong&gt;, now, I'm Primary Six, I gotta &lt;strong&gt;work hard!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REAL HARD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My Dad said I shall get at least 260, and I'm going to &lt;strong&gt;make it!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I would spend my nine months wisely, alright! So, it's hard for me to blog as often as last year :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-412659271582467851?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/412659271582467851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=412659271582467851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/412659271582467851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/412659271582467851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/blow.html' title='Blow!'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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-37671551.post-3963283719659512245</id><published>2008-01-01T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T20:28:33.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Mood- restless&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credicts to &lt;strong&gt;thatphobia&lt;/strong&gt;, I got this picture from &lt;a href="http://indoorhallways.livejournal.com/"&gt;him&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;2008~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOOHOOOO,&lt;/strong&gt; I'm going to be thirteen O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R3ow1zVlRiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xxXEc-1YmNw/s1600-h/2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150482824723514914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R3ow1zVlRiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xxXEc-1YmNw/s400/2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/strong&gt; EVERYONE! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-3963283719659512245?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3963283719659512245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=3963283719659512245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3963283719659512245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/3963283719659512245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/credicts-to-thatphobia-i-got-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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://bp0.blogger.com/_udujDIip3HQ/R3ow1zVlRiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xxXEc-1YmNw/s72-c/2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37671551.post-8020588948949437763</id><published>2007-12-28T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T21:30:02.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect.</title><content type='html'>I can't say if this is &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; perfect for the folk adage,&lt;strong&gt; "Nothing is perfect."&lt;/strong&gt; I don't see myself to be&lt;em&gt; prohibitted&lt;/em&gt; by such an common saying. So, I'm just gonna say, &lt;em&gt;today's the most perfect day ever.&lt;/em&gt; I don't know why and neither do you, I just feel perfect, I feel that &lt;em&gt;everything's fresh around me, EVERYTHING'S clear, everything's lucid, everything's brisky.&lt;/em&gt; It's like today's the very only day that I've got a towel, &lt;em&gt;to eliminate every sweep of dewy air from my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know you of how you make yourself lucid to the world, but I do know about myself. I feel just like what I was saying yesterday, &lt;em&gt;flying in the air.&lt;/em&gt; Although, well, &lt;em&gt;don't be silly,&lt;/em&gt; it's &lt;strong&gt;impossible&lt;/strong&gt;, but in my mind, I just feel a strong invisible arm carrying me in the air, making me bounce, float, it's that kind of feeling &lt;strong&gt;you know&lt;/strong&gt;. And, yesterday, I didn't feel as floaty as today, it's completely, TOTALLY, I've been like in a &lt;em&gt;wonderland. Oh, I felt you misunderstanding something again.&lt;/em&gt; Right, &lt;strong&gt;wonderland,&lt;/strong&gt; doesn't at all meant that I'm &lt;strong&gt;dreaming&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, I'll stop &lt;em&gt;hesitating around&lt;/em&gt;, what I'm really trying to say is that, I feel a lot relax after although,&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; work done. Alright, at&lt;em&gt; least&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; is done, to let me feel this way. I say - &lt;strong&gt;'DONE'&lt;/strong&gt; is the keyword of my life. Only well, something is done, that I shall have this feeling, if not, I felt something real biggy, plumping onto me.&lt;strong&gt; 'DONE'&lt;/strong&gt; . I like this word . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I think someone has this ought to be thanked by&lt;em&gt; the very me&lt;/em&gt;. And she's &lt;strong&gt;Yi Xuan&lt;/strong&gt;. From the moment she's helping me with the work, I felt really &lt;strong&gt;'DONE'&lt;/strong&gt;. Although, Yi Xuan, I'm afraid you minded really much of the many &lt;strong&gt;'thank yous'&lt;/strong&gt; I've said, because, I'm really in the mood of wasting my salivias to say the many &lt;em&gt;unoften 'thank yous'&lt;/em&gt; that I had said to you. I really hope that &lt;em&gt;you got my thank.&lt;/em&gt; :) &lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH YI XUAN, YOU'RE THE ONE WHO REMOVE THE VERY BIG PLUMP FROM ME :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37671551-8020588948949437763?l=mynameisnelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8020588948949437763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37671551&amp;postID=8020588948949437763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8020588948949437763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37671551/posts/default/8020588948949437763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisnelly.blogspot.com/2007/12/perfect.html' title='Perfect.'/><author><name>Nelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912069837086702922</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>
