<?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-7311402142943800247</id><updated>2011-08-02T19:08:31.651-07:00</updated><category term='Crapping Respect Argh'/><category term='National Day Dilemmas'/><category term='Burnt Fried Hot Sun HP6'/><title type='text'>Etched</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-4337450941729885408</id><published>2010-06-25T22:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T22:07:56.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many things to post since I came back from the trip, let's start from Guides Camp :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The first day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durga, Dana, LM, Taopang and I were at the first aid course, which I remarkably, was able to pass. So did the rest (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this really annoying sec1 red cross girl whom kept on *uhem* to the whole world that she got only 2 wrong :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed a 22/30. But a lot of pple got a higher score than me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed the practical the first time round though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ____ was being an irate ____. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher was absolute horrid, I swear. Just ask any of the pple who took the first aid course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some people forgot to call the ambulance. LOL :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the course, went to find the other guides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only about 1/2 the company came, most of them the sec1s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the sec2s had ard 15 people only :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I counted, there were around 40-50people only?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played the mind-boggling games with the sec1s. Haha they loved it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I spoke to them, like one of those heart-to-heart talks with them because they were behaving like rascals on the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I said sth I shouldn't have said in a million years :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I felt really bad so I went to apologise to Dana, but she said it was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope so :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had night trail, which the guides found a bit boring. We wanted better games, but because of restrictions we couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched UP, which then a lot of pple complained that they watched it b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showered, debriefed them and did night duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I kinda slacked of on the first day cos' I accidentally fell asleep and didn't wake up till morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, made breakfast for the guides. Did knots and lashes with them, I hope you've taken sth home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had joint act. with the Red Cross, which didn't turn out as planned, since sec1s were a bit lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The games in the sun made it even worse, as a lot of pple chose to stay in the shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we gave them a 5 min break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they went off for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, went to KEC, which was a BIG improvement for the whole camp, as everyone enjoyed themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentina went along with us ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played bowling, but it was kinda awkward with *uhem* there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the sec1s have really good attitudes, and I really like that about them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are really nice too, but not all of them brought the right attitude to camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned back, had dinner with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then had pre-campfire games.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was super awesome, the PSes did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then CAMPFIRE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which turned out not as good as last year, but fairly well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sec1s, where is your enthusiasm!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not many seniors came because I completely screwed up the date for the campfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had supper, bathed (unlimited time for us!) and did night duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which I messed up again because Dana tried really hard to wake me up for it but I just couldn't get me butt off the sleeping bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she had to do it alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Dana :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal routine, then had clean-up, which the sec1s did quite well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for the surabuya briefing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had prize presentation (which I missed) and the seniors stayed back to read what they worte about the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a number said it was fun, and a few said it was ok and could be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought it was unsuccessful, but after reading their comments, I felt a lot better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys, everyone and esp the PLC :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not post about my trip but all I can say is that I miss Seattle and Alaska very much :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SASM then :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived in school 1/2 late, because of the jam because of the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into groups, wasn't __________, but then it became better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had ice-breakers, and the sound we were supposed to make was gorilla, and I wasn't going to go around shouting ooh ooh ah ah so I just shouted gorilla! gorilla! over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which sounded kinda stupid but I felt that ooh ooh ah ah was worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I groped around in my blindfold for quite some time before finding yuanjia first, whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we found all the girls but we couldn't find th boys, haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were named Mulberry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off for 1st station, which we had to carry bags of water with a partner with a small piece of garbage bag over our heads. The more we transport, the more water we can splash at our opponents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite lame at first, but the splashing water part was the best :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a bit wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tension btw th SA boys and SM girls was near tangible at first, bt it became better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won this station :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd station, pingpong treasure hunt. I wasn't really good at it, but it was fun, because we poured water over LukChing's group. Haha sorry guys :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won this too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd station, yasira's flourey station. It was fun, but gross, because I ate a lot of flour, which wasn't paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha but I loved her station :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won this too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th station, this throwing ball over the net game. Which I wasn't really good at it either, but it was fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sth embarassing happened. lol wouldn't say it :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___was kinda left out but I tried my best to include her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost this :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th station, this transferring water with our diff body parts game. Mine was the knee, hard huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help noticing sth. Yea push that right out of your head Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th station, which was super duper fun as well, was eating the apple till it came off the line station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha it was super fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bit on the apple and _________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*uhem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had this dress to impress thing after lunch, which we went to eat at Mac's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really funny, and our seniors came back, but I don't really know them so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R-man rocks alright!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the comp was really good, they walked down a makeshift runway, and did like stupid poses, really sporting of the models :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainur you're awesome awesome awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they had to do a dance as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the costumes were really creative, like the high heels one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Monkey God was wearing a makeshift bikini, what..?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha but it was really fun, I enjoyed it a lot, and I'm sure everyone did too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to learning lab for reflections and a description of the prefect board in SA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strict huh? We so need to buck up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did reflections, presented it, wasn't reallty helpful up there, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you not love Veno? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prize presentation, where Mulberry got 2nd! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food as prizes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debrief by seniors, they said stuff about BGR, how we should make friends but not the worng kind, and hoped that we enjoyed ourselves etc. They said we would understand when we get to JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of trhe seniors dressed rather *uhem*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended with prefects cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the whole evnt today, sometimes I felt a bit left out and wishing that G3 or Amelia was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt overall I had fun of course, and that;s what matters :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides taking sth home :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to notice _________, and now I trying not to anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how um, someone is, I didn't know she was so obsessed until I _________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard _____say something about SA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few SM girls were *uhem* too. I could tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just the stage where the hormones start to kick in, and people just start noticing other people too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all of us should know that this is the wrong time to do that, your know very well, after all the sexuality talks we had and me giving the presentation about the to date or not to date thing, hahahahaah :D&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel as though I don't want to grow up. I like how I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents say you should appreciate the time in school, because in the working world, its a heckload of "fun".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seniors say that too, because once we leave SMSS, we'll miss it terribly, and I know i will too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what looms ahead is just the Os,nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to imagine myself anywhere else but NJC or ACSI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine it and I really hope i don't have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prospects ahead are dreadful, I should just enjoy my sec3 life now, because soon it will be sec4 and then the results day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be happy on my results day, I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i know everyone else wants to too.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So SM girls out there, push those people out of your minds and start focussing on what is and will be important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its your future, and you can decide how you want to run it, or ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all up to you.&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot about becoming vegetarian, esp when Sharminii told me about how she became one and I started reading articles about it. AND how healthy it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But parents say that it is an absolute NO-NO because "you're losing a very vital part of your protein intake and you won't be able to grow well".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, who can blame a girl for wanting to "BE THE CHANGE I WANT TO SEE IN THE WORLD".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is like kinda my motto now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a very long post and though I want to post somemore, I will stop here. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-4337450941729885408?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4337450941729885408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-many-things-to-post-since-i-came.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4337450941729885408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4337450941729885408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-many-things-to-post-since-i-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-689471857402093218</id><published>2010-05-24T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T08:09:11.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Results #2</title><content type='html'>Got the rest of my results back, and everyone's going like "wow, that's great" and I feel like telling them "yea, its great only if everyone failed".&lt;br /&gt;Its too horrible to say in comparison.&lt;br /&gt;yippee.&lt;br /&gt;My worst fear since the beginning of the year is, sadly, coming true.&lt;br /&gt;Just great.&lt;br /&gt;Chem by far the best, weird huh?&lt;br /&gt;Biology was disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;Physics was frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;SS was atrocious.&lt;br /&gt;English was the ultimate let down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But considering a lot of people failed, I guess I shouldn't be complaining.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just have to shout my prayers to the sky for a miracle like Top 6 to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Unrealistic, unbelievable and unthinkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I usually miss the next grade for a lot of subjects by 1 or 2 marks.&lt;br /&gt;2 of the B3s can become A2s by 1+ mark.&lt;br /&gt;So is one of the C5s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping my CA1 will pull it up as best as it can.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-689471857402093218?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/689471857402093218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/results-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/689471857402093218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/689471857402093218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/results-2.html' title='Results #2'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-2352869018740110049</id><published>2010-05-21T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T19:39:31.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>Results came back, emath, amath, geog, chinese and chem.&lt;br /&gt;Chem the best, chinese the worst. The rest are in btw.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, still not happy with the results, cos I knew i could do better.&lt;br /&gt;A LOT better.&lt;br /&gt;I have this inner fear that te would eventually get a higher position than me. Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Parents say its good enough, but not to me anyway ):&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Just have to hope that the rest will be good!&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to everyone! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-2352869018740110049?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2352869018740110049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/2352869018740110049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/2352869018740110049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-4880280761310558788</id><published>2010-05-20T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T08:11:47.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>How can you completely love and hate something or someone at the same time? Well, its possible.&lt;br /&gt;Today was prob one of the worst school days in every school day.&lt;br /&gt;Started off with the sexuality talk, which started the whole day off really bad.&lt;br /&gt;Following that was PE, which, after the NAPFA, we were split into 2 groups with 2 leaders.&lt;br /&gt;2 completely diff. emotions followed, anger and relief.&lt;br /&gt;Xinni and ys were whispering to me :"we're not in the &lt;s&gt;cool&lt;/s&gt; group."&lt;br /&gt;WHO CARES ANYWAY, I felt like screaming!?&lt;br /&gt;But I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After becoming a prefect, somehow I became a lot less &lt;s&gt;popular&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Does it matter anyway? Its obvious that would happen, I knew it right from the start.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone finds prefects annoying, and this in itself is annoying that people find prefects annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa don't get me wrong, I didn't say we were in the &lt;s&gt;uncool&lt;/s&gt; group!&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people in my group were &lt;s&gt;cool&lt;/s&gt; in itself, esp. Victoria&amp;nbsp;:D&lt;br /&gt;But I had fun.&lt;br /&gt;This heavy, depressed weight in my gut is still present though.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I care so much? Why does it matter to me anyway? Its weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I entered SMSS I could spot the difference btw these 2 schools.&lt;br /&gt;The academic standard in SMSS is higher, but STC beats SMSS in friendship and togetherness hands down.&lt;br /&gt;The bonds and friends I establised there can never be replaced nor broken, and really, its NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;I could feel the closeness of my friends there, nearly everyone was nice to each other, that's why its an IJ school isin't it? (:&lt;br /&gt;I miss it.&lt;br /&gt;The day progressively worsened during class discussion, when 3/6 couldn't agree on the type of poster they wanted.&lt;br /&gt;The *something* was dominating; fiercely, wanting their rights.&lt;br /&gt;Even kris got really angry, saying that "it wasn't funny at all", no matter how many times we laughed.&lt;br /&gt;I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;It was the least funniest thing I have ever heard in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, the &lt;s&gt;leftovers&lt;/s&gt; seemed to be one side, and the really &lt;s&gt;"bonded"&lt;/s&gt; side on the other.&lt;br /&gt;The day improved a little when Jen made me laugh with her stupid jokes, and Xinni as well.&lt;br /&gt;They are the greatest friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/5 or 3/6? I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;2/5 was split into many BIG cliques, but this time? Its just 2 big cliques.&lt;br /&gt;What's the diff.? The situation is equally bad.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, when we hear the word "bonding", everyone seems to cower down and hide, as though afraid to associate themselves with the whole class.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, why is this so? Why can't we just be a big family? Why can't people be willing to sacrifice their friends and make new ones? Comfort? Security? Familiarity? Or all of the above?&lt;br /&gt;We can't get along. ):&lt;br /&gt;Another piece of bad news - only 4 peeps in our class passed chinese, the rest failed.&lt;br /&gt;and I have a feeling I'm one of them.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's going to be a scary day. Frightening, nerve-wrecking and downright worrying.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Not just in our results, but in our improvements of bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-4880280761310558788?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4880280761310558788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4880280761310558788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4880280761310558788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-8888573071889313441</id><published>2010-04-09T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T09:24:07.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prefect's Commendation</title><content type='html'>Ooh ytd was great (:&lt;br /&gt;Left&amp;nbsp;relatively early, around 10.15am.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Sharminii had changed already, so the class saw what we were wearing and they were like going, Amanda! You look so professional!. Lol. ;]&lt;br /&gt;Changed into our shoes and put on the pantyhose, which I did not know how to wear @ first. When I realised that it was like wearing another pair of pants, I had a foreboding that it would by hot underneath.&lt;br /&gt;Went for break, then bus took us to the cathedral.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of prefects had their hair in braids, though I thought some looked weird, haha (:&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Grace on the bus, and I discovered that she wants to be an astronaut :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived there, placed our bags, and did one rehearsal with amendments and making sure everything was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;We had problems with the sitting down part :/&lt;br /&gt;And I was rather blur when I went up the podium the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At exactly 2.30pm, I was standing at the 3rd row from the front.&lt;br /&gt;When I entered, I didn't really smile, because well, I thought I would look weird if I smile and sing.&lt;br /&gt;Multitasker I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks goodness I didn't trip and make a fool out of myself, which is what I usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at my seat, continued singing, and then sat down.&lt;br /&gt;We did that part well (:&lt;br /&gt;Had Singspiration first, this was probably one of the best parts,&amp;nbsp;I loved the songs and they are now currently stuck in my head wherever I go. &lt;br /&gt;All of them sang well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole made her speech, and then I saw Jamie wiping a tear and kw too.&lt;br /&gt;I felt a bit like crying as well, because it was really touching.&lt;br /&gt;The hormones are kicking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thanked every single of the exco members, but ..&lt;br /&gt;Tan En made her speech thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda funny when the chaplain called Yasira Yu Xuan, I couldn't help laughing, and the people around me were grinning as well.&lt;br /&gt;Yx corrected him and&amp;nbsp;he rectified his mistake (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disc went up, then EM, and Pub and finally us.&lt;br /&gt;Wy you nearly turned around too early (:&lt;br /&gt;Thank heavens I did not trip again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace had to push me forward because i forgot we had to squeeze, thanks for the reminder (:&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I didn't say ty sir loudly enough, hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back, then Pastor Joshua spoke to us about truth and grace after telling us the hilarious story of the unfortunate pastor.&lt;br /&gt;Nearly everyone was laughing after that.&lt;br /&gt;Then the item by the prefects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't facing the audience, just this bunch og giggly Sec2s who couldn't stop laughing and whispering.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really smile either as if I did, I would be smiling at the window.&lt;br /&gt;But Chris told me I was right beside her, and I didn't see her! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it quite well, didn't forget anything ;D&lt;br /&gt;oh and I forgot to mention the choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris was the translator, but I couldn't see her or ys and they only sang one song ):&lt;br /&gt;They should do more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MCee was really good.&lt;br /&gt;We sang the recessional hymn and once we were out, we started hugging each other, and kw and k were crying.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people were relieved and happy that they were commended and it was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt sad, because it was over.&lt;br /&gt;Everything seemed to go by so quickly, maybe because I enjoyed it too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave a hugs, received them, and tried to find st. gab's, failing miserably, because in the end I found out they didn;t come.&lt;br /&gt;And D didn't even know I was her partner. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;So just mingled with Grace and Bartley, and introduced xt and yl to acs(i).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to make small talk with bartley as well, failing, again.&lt;br /&gt;And finally resorted to eating.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really resorted, but because I was hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad for the food (:&lt;br /&gt;Parents said they enjoyed it a lot, that's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing green collar, and some people said I look good, some said the uni is too big.&lt;br /&gt;Which is true anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a fantastic day ytd, will always rmb it.&lt;br /&gt;Love SMPB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-8888573071889313441?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8888573071889313441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/prefects-commendation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/8888573071889313441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/8888573071889313441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/prefects-commendation.html' title='Prefect&apos;s Commendation'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-2650218525567305261</id><published>2010-03-25T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T08:12:28.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THURSDAYYYYYYYYY</title><content type='html'>Ho-am-gee so many fascinating things happened together. That's the best word I can come up with :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school, received my Junior Prefect Badge. Hm are there any more senior ones? Just kidding. (:&lt;br /&gt;Went for duty, returned the earrings, was I supposed to say sorry? :/ Not sure about that.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was kinda boring, then Chem, which was a bit boring too, cos' she didn't use that random student program :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess, this was when all the exciting and exhilaring stuff happened.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was AMath, and the teacher wasn't here again. Which is so shocking because she missed 5 periods of lessons with us tyd, and today, another 4 periods!! ):&lt;br /&gt;What a waste of a week, we could have done a lot during 9 periods..&lt;br /&gt;A bit disappointed, what Bernie said was true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that was when the real skocker happened.&lt;br /&gt;The relief teacher sat on the broken chair that we hadn't removed and fell down and hit her head on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, we didn't freak out.&lt;br /&gt;But everyone crowded around her, and I was so stunned.&lt;br /&gt;We helped her, and Kris and Yuet went to get an ice pack.&lt;br /&gt;Then we came together in a united front (like 10+ of us) and persuaded her to go see a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;Poor her, get well soon!!&lt;br /&gt;We assured her that we would be able to take care of ourselves, and she finally agreed.&lt;br /&gt;What a great teacher with responsbility, she refused to at first because she said it was her job and she can't go away.&lt;br /&gt;Hope she's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then English, did like 7 CME presentations straight, cool, but a bit tiring (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another incident happened.&lt;br /&gt;Kris told me ________. And then I saw _______.&lt;br /&gt;And then Kris told me ________, and I went to 3G, and we went behind, and we found ______.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Dana, and then she said that if we didn't see it, don't confiscate, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll ask the seniors tomorrow about what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really shocked, like, how can they be so daring??&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;But a prefect has to do what a prefect has to do (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then SS, a bit boring as well, but yea it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see, there were many "exciting" things incoporated in this supposedly boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen got a bit pissed at us because we were playing and not focussing on the NE, sorry ):&lt;br /&gt;We let her cool off and then she was ok.&lt;br /&gt;Deja Vu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prefect Phototaking!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a million Shanny for lending me your everything. :D&lt;br /&gt;The white shirt is so awesome, I'm going to Giordano to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skirt was so tight, I could barely move in it.&lt;br /&gt;Due to my thunder thighs.&lt;br /&gt;I had to limp, wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But phototaking was fun, everyone looked great, and I felt really proud to be a prefect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ok that's all.&lt;br /&gt;Bye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-2650218525567305261?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2650218525567305261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/thursdayyyyyyyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/2650218525567305261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/2650218525567305261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/thursdayyyyyyyyy.html' title='THURSDAYYYYYYYYY'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-6661235678332937097</id><published>2010-03-20T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T10:00:44.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMPFIRE</title><content type='html'>Campfire was great, really enjoyed myself (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's phone woke me up @ like 5am in the morning, but managed to go back to sleep, thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up again @ 8am, went to republic poly for prefect seminar.&lt;br /&gt;It was quite interesting, I thought that those who went up to speak into the microphone were really great, something that I find hard for me to do, esp. in front of so many pple.&lt;br /&gt;Bought subway, then proceeded to SMSS, $17! :OOO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived there, saw S, V and S. Went to the hall then we were dismissed for lunch. I had eaten already, so stayed in school, away from flashers. Grosss.&lt;br /&gt;KITKAT. yum. (: ty Sherone!&lt;br /&gt;Ate the 2 chicken pies that mum packed, STUFFED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I'm driving everyone nuts playing the bangbang game (:&lt;br /&gt;Went for rehearsal for a bit, then carried benches and benches up. Tiring, but yea teamwork was great (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In charge of gateway, so I was the one who explained the game to the different students of the schools, those&amp;nbsp;gullible people&amp;nbsp;believe anything, when I told them that there was points, when there wasn't, yea but senior's instructions, so yea :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped out in Charades first, one guy was trying to act out the word 'flaming', and started flapping his hands like&amp;nbsp;a bird, and it kinda worked, because the members guessed 'flamingo' which was close yea, but some were hilarious, but there were so many cheater pants there anyway &amp;gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then helped out in the guide the blind, which was kinda funny as well, the funniest was the part where there was this student who took 4 pots of the paint and when his friend tried to take one, there was no more, yea that's about it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time for the CAMPFIRE! Was really excited @ the beginning ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my lines pretty well for the first time, but Mrs Yip was supposed to come up, we screwed up that part :/&lt;br /&gt;And the NEWBO game was uncontrollable, what with all the wild and nutty boys trying to steal the spotlight for their school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ask for 10 boys, and hoards of them swarm the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that game was out of control, but don't worry, all of you did your best, it couldn't be controlled entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there were some scouts carrying the guides and 2 scouts hugging each other, like literally, so it was kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;After this it went pretty smoothly, with the Sec2 dance, and then I said my lines, and when I tried to pull the microphone to the other end, it pulled me back cos' the cord wasn't long nuf'. And some people laughed, thanks for th encouragement. o.o &lt;br /&gt;I said 'OMG!' but luckily not into the mike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sec3's performed, and some boys tried to copy their moves, which was kinda hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;I said 'OMG' the 2nd time when Ruth dragged me down, and into th mike, darn it.&lt;br /&gt;Some people heard, but hopefully the marjority didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the campfire with prizes etc., and that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;Had a lot of fun, congrats everyone for th success of th campfire! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some boys who asked some smss guides for their no., and _______ gave _____ _______ ________. And ______ ______ ______ ________ _______ _______ ___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I felt kinda ______? And my CME topic is based on it too, what am I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;STUDIES AMANDA, STUDIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighto.&lt;br /&gt;That's bout' it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate some food @ reception, then left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;Buhbyes (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-6661235678332937097?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6661235678332937097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/campfire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/6661235678332937097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/6661235678332937097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/campfire.html' title='CAMPFIRE'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-4377788989029666862</id><published>2010-03-12T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T19:10:09.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>During duty I couldn't look at any of the exco in the eye. Only kw, but I don't talk to her much anyway. I felt like I was walking around with a big BIGHEADED sign on my head. I didn't even want to ask no about sth and when I was talking to her, I avoided any eye contact. I wish I could just turn back time and just redo the interview again. Its causing me so much misery now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esp since _________. Because ____________.And now I feel ________. I really didn't think _______.And now __________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen, Rach, Xinni and Ys were shocked that I didn't get in. Sorry for letting you guys down ): Jen was shocked at the same reason that I was shocked. She didn't think ________should have been ________. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen said she would've voted for me if I got in. AW SHUCKS THANKS JEN YOU'RE AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's going to be in our NE Group!! (: But argh its either belinda or kris. Some help here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really stupid. Seriously. I wish the new exco will take over quickly so I won't have to face them everyday. That's how bad it is. If the interview didn't happen, I wouldn't be feeling and thinking this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel glad that I had this opp that these nice people have given me :D Thanks for the people who nominated me, really aprreciate it guys (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being in the PB. It gives me a sense of belonging and responsibility. The rewards outweigh the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really really really wish I could turn back the clock. Or I had magic powers to erase the exco and teachers' minds. JK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress report is back. L1R5 is 9. Not bad, but could've done better for combined humans, when I missed at A2 by 0.2 marks, and A2 for Chem by 0.9 marks. Dumb ): I could've done better for these 2 subs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only topped Eng. Wish I could've topped more through, and I wish my L1R5 was lower ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a fun day on Friday though, CHEM WAS SO AWESOME, we saw reactive metals in water (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE Mrs Soh made me run 2 rounds. Darn it. Nearly died. But I passed my timing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED MORE STAMINA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-4377788989029666862?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4377788989029666862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4377788989029666862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4377788989029666862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-7938908741882012146</id><published>2010-03-11T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T01:22:19.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exco</title><content type='html'>Wow haven't posted for a really long time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things have happened over the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now a confirmed prefect. So that's a good thing. But the thing news that made my heart drop right to the pit of my stomach was that I'm not in the Exco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I totally screwed up my interview, hmmm let's see, this is how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Good Afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: So, Amanda, you just joined the board, why do you think your friends nominated you for this post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when all the nonsensical, stupid, foolish, wrong things came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, I think its because perhaps they see that I have been doing my job well, and so maybe that's why they nominated me for this position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Do you think you have been doing your duty well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I think I've been doing my duty quite well, as I try to put in my best effort in whatever I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Wrong thing to say No.1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Oh, how badly do you want this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I would like to join the Exco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: What are you going to do when you join the Exco?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'll probably bring the PB to greater heights, and change everyone's impression of the PB, because actually some people find us a nuisance, and so that is what I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Wrong thing to say No.2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{I start to notice the silence that ensues from all the teachers and know I made a bloody mistake just starting the interview in the first place}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many other worng things I said, making me sound like some sort of power-hungry moron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END. clap clap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's totally my face now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done Amanda, now all you've achieved is make yourself like a complete fool in front of the teachers and Exco, and now the Exco thinks I'm an arrogant, proud, bigheaded, overconfident, conceited, egoistic brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yippee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole and Dana were really happy that they didn't get in. lol (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big dread and heavy weight in my stomach is because of deja vu that happened exactly during the prefect interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And especially when I kept on enphasising that I've feel that I've been doing my job quite well, that was the worst mistake of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did my humility go!? Goodness gracious me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little upset now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that I'm disappointed about is that a PIT - HE&amp;nbsp;got in, so why didn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm speculating that the reason is because I sounded conceited and bigheaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have brought a needle along to poke the arrongant air inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of the Exco will prob think that is the reason why I'm not that close to many people in the PB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YX, Y, M, D, NC, TE&amp;nbsp;got in too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew they would, but I thought the last person would be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda shocked that LS didn't get in though, poor her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was triumphed. But I should've expected this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this little follish part of me THINKING and HOPING that I would get in, when I knew that the interview was disastrous in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How stupid of me, I should've knew it all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J DIDN'T GET IN!? OMGoodness. WHY!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER MIND BACK TO MINI YOG MAN WHOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun, but bossaball was so short mannnn. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3min. Pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confiscated a phone today. WOWIE WHOOPIE MAN. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT was from the class I'm in charge of. A repeat student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd better watch out for her, in case she does anything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She begged me at first to let her off her, but I flat out refused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I suspect she took out her SIM card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she got this really big scolding from Mr Ang, I've never seen him so fierce before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOL MAN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played bossaball, Jovin nearly smashed my glasses. But Haha its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then water soccer! It was really rough, violent and painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get into the arena at first, so embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I used my hand, malu again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT AINUR AND MY TEAM WERE SO AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esp. Ainur, she went all out man, she's so awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And jue hui as well, and nadiah. OMGGG, I LOVE MAH TEAM (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea I kinda got really tired at the end, after falling down 4-5 times and nearly breaking my back for one time, I felt really thirsty, I didn't know it would be so tiring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yea I was super awesome fun fun fun anyway ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WON! 1 -0 (: And we shook hands with the other team, that's what I call sportsmanship mannnn. Great game everyone :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belinda's team was darn funny, all of them tried to get in at the same time, and all of them fell down, I was laughing my head off at them weirdos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Jiajia. She fell down like a million times and was the wettest. But everyone played great, I LOVE COOKE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They won the 2nd&amp;nbsp;game, and third we lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we won water soccer overall! WHOO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Kris was really pissed at someone. CHILL MAN, relax, its just a game, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handball was fun to watch, I wished I played though. Cooke came in 3rd, lost the first and won the 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherone, even though you weren't the best player, cheer up alright and dry up those tears, its all about having fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were supposed to play the second game, but some people took over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOKE HAD TO BE ROUGHER MAN, but its okay great game everyone! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling was last. Our team did reasonably well. Good job (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini YOG was really fun, SMSS is awesome. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooke came in second for cheerleading and overall. I shouted myself hoarse. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fearon came in first (BOOOOO!), Tolley third and Gage Brown 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolley won the Cheerleading comp, same as last year's sports day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, its ok as long as everyone had fun, its ok its alright (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome day overall, besides the Exco thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Mum is a bit relieved, she said that I have more time to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I should not, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you didn't fall asleep reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-7938908741882012146?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7938908741882012146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/exco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/7938908741882012146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/7938908741882012146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/exco.html' title='Exco'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-6775097382224619435</id><published>2009-12-12T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T02:12:45.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6H Gathering '09</title><content type='html'>Ok today's gathering was neither a disaster nor a success.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm quite upset that _____ didn't give ______. ):&lt;br /&gt;Not you Glennys, haha but I shouldn't be so petty anyway, Christmas is a time for giving isin't it? Though I wish its all for me ;D&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, will start off&amp;nbsp; the day the moment I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I awoke when my handphone rang, Mum was about to switch it off and let me sleep! (:&lt;br /&gt;Quickly washed up, went to Gate A, her fatehr was waiting there already, sorry YK!&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded to BPP, went to supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;Bought all the utensils first, then when downstairs to buy the frozen food.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to Mac's to eat breakfast, I shouldn't have ordered the meal, I though the Monopoly thing was still on ):&lt;br /&gt;YK's father drove us back to Cashew Heights (thanks!) and we went to function room to set up the tsuff.&lt;br /&gt;And the boys were like what!? They were sitting in a corner emo-ing, like anti-social, and I was thinking WTH!?&lt;br /&gt;Finally they joined us and then we went downstairs to barbecue.&lt;br /&gt;Peoploe actually owe us more money, cos a lot people didn't show up when they said they would ):&lt;br /&gt;So in the end only 12 people came, like 6 girls 6 boys.&lt;br /&gt;How pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;There were 40 of us last time! Puh-lease! D;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, ate ate ate a lot of YK's Mum's fried rice, Glennys's Grandma's Bee Hoon and SQ's maid's fried rice.&lt;br /&gt;And a lot of barbecued stuff like crabmeat, chicken etc.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of stuff was thrown away or burnt ):&lt;br /&gt;And ate a lot of chips too.&lt;br /&gt;And after that I felt like exploding, but thankfully, my pants still felt like they were going to drop.&lt;br /&gt;Drank a lot of sweetened drinks too, luckily I brought water, but I think I'm going to get diabetes. Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;The marshmallows with chocolate were AWESOME! and YK's mum won the competition of the best food (:&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Went back function room, played a little bit of werewolf, some people found it fun, some not ):&lt;br /&gt;Played Captain's Ball with the boys, obviously even 7 against 5 boys, we still lost, cos you know how boys go through puberty and they suddenly get a growth spurt and suddenly they tower over all of us.&lt;br /&gt;Yea every one of them went through that.&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided to mix, so it would be fairer.&lt;br /&gt;Then played a little monkey, oh and before we ate, we played Monopoly and Bingo too, all thanks to YK.(:&lt;br /&gt;Then played Murderer, which was dead boring.&lt;br /&gt;And in btw we took photos, but my battery went flat at like 4pm, stupid ):&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Finally we were able to communicate better with the boys, not like before, I wished more people cam though ):&lt;br /&gt;I have now concluded that I should not choose dates for getherings, cos they will end up being the worng ones.&lt;br /&gt;In the end the party broke up, and yeah, here I am sitting at home typing, with my ducky beside me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out again.&lt;br /&gt;Tired ):&lt;br /&gt;Haha nvm I WILL SURVIVE.&lt;br /&gt;I think _____ likes _____ and _____ likes _____.&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHA;D&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding, not pin-pointing anyone.&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-6775097382224619435?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6775097382224619435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/6h-gathering-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/6775097382224619435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/6775097382224619435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/6h-gathering-09.html' title='6H Gathering &apos;09'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-4258664989069764444</id><published>2009-12-10T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T03:05:14.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACKKKKKKKKKKKKK;D</title><content type='html'>I'm BACK(: Missed me? Haha jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;6H gathering on SATTTTTTTTTTTT, can't wait, haha.&lt;br /&gt;After returning from the trip, I've learnt a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, 90% of students at Beau Soleil Students are __________.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what word to use cause I think all the rude and stupid words will come out.&lt;br /&gt;The councillors are ok, they are the only ones that are ok.&lt;br /&gt;This school, Beau Soleil, went on MSC Cruises with us. About 100 of them?&lt;br /&gt;And they practically dominated the whole ship, and some of them are really rude and ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Which made the ship kinda crowded, and whenever we went ashore, the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;The trip would have been a&amp;nbsp;LOT better without them.&lt;br /&gt;Although a lot of the girls are very&amp;nbsp;pretty.&lt;br /&gt;So whatever you do, don't go there, its derogatory to you.&lt;br /&gt;But I liked the cruise, though I wished I made more friends or friends could have gone with us.&lt;br /&gt;We made friends, but most of them were adults.&lt;br /&gt;Through this 14 days I have NOT seen a single asian girl my age.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;I was really glad to see the back of those students.&lt;br /&gt;They don't need to tie their hair (girls), wear fashionable clothes, sunglasses (even when there is no sun) and have relationships with each other right in front of their teachers faces.&lt;br /&gt;Please, if you go to that school, you're doomed.&lt;br /&gt;but your choice, not trying to defame that school or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;All right enough thrashing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be on FB really soon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at Changi Airport, we had a LOT of trouble there, cos our luggage weighed more than 17kg above the limit. What a disaster to start a trip :x Mom had overpacked ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had to repack the luggage and bring alot of hand-carrry on board D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we couldn't have dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flew to Amsterdam (13h), I vomited a bit when I reached there ): Bought a donut cos I flat-out refused to eat the food on the airplane. Was super hungry. Because Euros are stronger than Sing dollars, the food there is considered cheap to Europeans, but expensive to us. One donut cost Euro2, which is sing dollars 4! Oh well. Boarded the plane for a domestiv flight to Milan, when we arrived, had a 3h bus ride back to the harbour. Boarded the ship, went to our rooms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They greeted us with Chocolate Strawberries, Caviar (which was disgusting), Wine (which I didn't try) and fruits. Went for lunch, followed by the emergency exercise. Explored the ship and did other stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday there was games and other entertainment, really fun actually. E.g. trivia, competitions, games etc.&lt;br /&gt;And the sports area (MSC Arena) had Squash, table soccer, ping-pong, tennis and shuffleboard. That was where I spent most of my time there(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Virtual World had board games, cards, balls (basketball) etc. available. So I went there often too;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't attend the TeenClub activities though, cos they don't keep to their word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we go for it, the organisers don't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they don't really keep to their promises sometimes ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But TeenClub was where you made morefriends, but somehow, me and my brother just don't click with angmohs ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nightly shows are great, especially the ventriloquist one (: it was the best and the funniest.;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was good too, but I prefer Royal Carribean night shows, food and entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast could be ala carte or buffet, lunch buffet, dinner is sit-down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some nights for dinner is gala, some informal wear and some casual wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we disembarked at different places, we would have a city tour, and time for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at Egypt, Italy, Greece, Crete and um Turkey (squawk!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best welcome was from Turkey, free food! haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Egypt was really interesting, we saw a sphinx and lots of pyramids (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we had to wake up pretty early on certain days, so had to order breakfast to the room.&lt;br /&gt;But overall, I prefer Royal Carribean in about mostly everything. The food is better, the entertainment is better and the games are more fun:D&lt;br /&gt;But I had fun on this trip too.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly where we went when we stopped at different countries were ruins and museums(:&lt;br /&gt;Interesting;D&lt;br /&gt;Every morning when I went to breakfast my usual fair would be muffins, chocolate roll, rice krispies and hot chocolate. YUM:D&lt;br /&gt;Haha oh well enough about the trip I musta have bored you half to death already.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if you think I'm bragging, just want to write this down so I'll remember this trip(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I was able to go for Shanny's party though, seemed really fun ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have this crazy obsession of _________ now, won't tell you what, but I bet its the hormones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever said something to someone and totally regret it after that, well that's how I felt just last night when I was talking to HE, it was disastrous man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they must think I'm such big fat lazy liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since a picture speaks a thousand words I won't have to say anything else anymore, cos I took around 600 photos.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised that a lot of angmoh people like to wink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its as if they have this funny mannerism of winking...interesting eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the ship had tea time to, where they have tea and cake and cookies and sandwiches. Yum(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last night we left we exchanged contacts with people, said byebye and packed all our stuff back into the luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had trouble at the airport again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overweight luggages. Why can't they just go to the gym like I did and lose some weight themselves man?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had to throw away stuff :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I enjoyed the trip, overall (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha alright I've said enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-4258664989069764444?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4258664989069764444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/backkkkkkkkkkkkkd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4258664989069764444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4258664989069764444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/backkkkkkkkkkkkkd.html' title='BACKKKKKKKKKKKKK;D'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-8862999846384233392</id><published>2009-11-25T23:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:43:54.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>Sec 1 Orientation Dry Run #1 was last weeeeeeeeek. It was quite fun actually, being guinea pigs, cause my group was quite fun and enthu ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ever feel like you wish a hole would just come up and swallow you up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea that's how I felt in one of the games where I landed on my butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have worn my socks. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, I guess I'll be known as the clumsy person from now on -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't ________ T.T, so I don't know whether ________ ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, leaving today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So try not to sms or call alrights peeps? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$$$! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I've learnt how much spcae matter can take up through packing. UGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-8862999846384233392?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8862999846384233392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/8862999846384233392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/8862999846384233392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-4509908952008100680</id><published>2009-11-16T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:01:38.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO *drumroll* ME! haha lol I sound so egoistic.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, thanks for the people who wished me through facebook and sms, I love you all ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm I'll post again and keep on trying to add in more details about the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-4509908952008100680?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4509908952008100680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4509908952008100680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4509908952008100680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me!'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-5234089497471303168</id><published>2009-11-15T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T03:14:15.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACKKKKKKKKKK :D</title><content type='html'>I'm back from campppppppp (: heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pessismistic person would probably say on the first day of the 4D3N camp, "I'll be trapped here for another 4 days!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was me on the 1st day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, things changed as the days progressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp became quite fun, and surprisingly enjoyable actually (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to know more people, and grow closer to friends who I only knew through saying "Hi".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go through the days one by one ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school, met JR, left my bags with her, THANKS FOR HELPING ME BRING THEM UP, EVEN WHEN THEY WERE SO HEAVY(; proceeded to general office for interview, yakked with kris and frankie, went in, was super nervous. ): Firstly, I said "good morning teachers" instead of good morning teacher", because only Mrs Kaur and the head prefect were there. So they started laughing at me, and then I corrected myself, and Mrs Kaur said "you don't know my name?" and then I corrected myself again, saying "good morning Ms Kaur". And then she said "whoa from Mrs Kaur to Ms Kaur". So I was practically screwing it all up the moment I entered the room. Darn. And then they asked me questions (CONFIDENTIAL) and then after discussing they said they would give me a chance (: But she said I was arrogant. Bleh am I? Maybe I sounded like that a bit when talking to her, cos I answered her question wrongly. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankie rejected it! ): Anyway, went for guides, went to 3/9, split into groups. Played double whacko, and some other games. Can't remember much, but went for drills and manito, the angel and mortal thing. Camp prep as well, but our skit was really plain at first, thank goodness pris helped us (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper, bathed, went to sleep. Oh, btw lunch was fried chicken (actually, more like soggy chicken (:) and cabbage, dinner was chicken and vege and supper was biscuits and milo. The drinks were either chocolate water (milo) or orange water. Diluted, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really bad night, couldn't sleep, thank goodness I didn't hear the NPCC fire drill (: which means there was a part where I slept really soundly, but I tossed and turned for approx. 1h before I slep I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for PT, then breakfast, which was bread and kaya and other spreads, made by our dear PLs (: thankyou;D walked to botanical gardens for BOOMZ (Amazing Race), and we only managed to finish 2 stations ): cos we were stuck on the 3rd clue D: so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really tiring though, must've walked 1427364298374018965km that day. Really exhausted and hungry after that. It was hot too ): but we say some APEC cars and some important people;D heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientists will find that sea levels have dropped due to the vast amount of water that is in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and had ballon sculpting, After 3 ballons burst in my face and making many people scream, I gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank so much on that day. Ate lunch and went for games, drills, campfire prep and manito. And night games were awesomely FUN, when Valen touched my leg I screamed cos I didn't realise that that would happen, then after I realised that it was just the PLs I felt really stupid. They smeared toothpaste on us for the night trail (: and the animal game was really fun too, but we shouldn't have chosen snake, I felt stupid for choosing that animal too ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner (before that),&amp;nbsp;bathe, supper, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, PT, breakfast, games and drills. Drills were always the downside to the camp ): and testwork too. prep for campfire, was a really relaxing day (: Campfire was the highlight, I had so much fun ;D we performed, watched others performed, and sang and played games. Haha. And my angel was Rachel! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST DAY (: watched a movie, cleaned up, the movie was kinda sad, I think it is A NIght to Remember? Not sure. went home, and here I am now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'm done, need to go eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update somemore.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edited 7.10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I noticed like quite a few Sec1s like, like to boot lick the people they think are cool, and I think that is pathetic. ): most of them who like to do that are friendly, but I just can't stand some of them. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like when they realise that some seniors are kinda funny and fun to be with (not me btw ;D), they will start chatting to them and trying to fit into the 'group'. Some may argue that they just want to interact with their seniors..I don't know, not trying to offend anyone here alright? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and I forgot to add in like before the campfire we played some games, and the landmine game was quite fun (; the sweet game too, and Jennifer dropped 3 sweets! haha. the chair game was entertaining enough :D and dana's and elsie's were fun too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update more if I can(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for the 2nd time;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-5234089497471303168?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5234089497471303168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/backkkkkkkkkk-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/5234089497471303168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/5234089497471303168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/backkkkkkkkkk-d.html' title='BACKKKKKKKKKK :D'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-3844035730791696058</id><published>2009-11-12T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T01:41:33.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing 101</title><content type='html'>I need to go for Beijing 101. Cos I have 1/2 less hair than before. Excuse me for my bad English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, me and mum went to Bukit Timah Plaza. Ate Subway (eat fresh!) and then went to the hair salon, where I had half a head of hair chopped off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hair is enough to make a miniature Eiffel Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plus point is: I feel much more light-headed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bangs. But I sweep it to one side (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with half of my hair in the dustbin now, I try not to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should go for centre parting when I get sick of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I went West Mall ytd and met Rui Yun and Nat Ong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for camp tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And prefect interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye(;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-3844035730791696058?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3844035730791696058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/beijing-101.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/3844035730791696058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/3844035730791696058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/beijing-101.html' title='Beijing 101'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-2356308515907599908</id><published>2009-11-01T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:30:01.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Position</title><content type='html'>My position in class is 5th. ITS SO LOW ): I wanted 1st...:[ But the plus point is I topped 3 subjects.:] But I looked through my maths paper, I could've gotten about 10+ more marks ): then I could've gotten a higher position..sigh. Oh well. But I got into 3x science! But I still don't know if I've made the right choice going triple. If I answered very truthfully if I was going for the prestige, I would say it is partly because of that, and because its the so called 'best class'. Maybe I should have chosen 3/4. But now its too late already anyway. Cos my senoir said pure geog is the easiest out of the 4 humans, and i could've taken elect hist and no phy. I don't know though, if I've chosen the correct one. But dad says science is more useful. Oh well. And Kristina got a higher position than me!! Darn it, Kris(: haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-2356308515907599908?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2356308515907599908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/position.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/2356308515907599908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/2356308515907599908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/position.html' title='Position'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-4546131460241839521</id><published>2009-10-26T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T01:23:01.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D;</title><content type='html'>Ok I've gotten back all my results, and they were pathetic, like seriously, all of them. Kinda of moody now, I really don't know whether I'll get into 3X Science, or whether I should in the first place, seeing my science and maths results. I was really disappointed when I saw my science results, I expected an A1! Chinese was ok, wish I could've done better though. For Literature, I was disappointed as well for AF, but surprised for prose. HE was ok, wish I could've gotten higher though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe my science results. When I received it my heart dropped and disappointment welled up in me like a gigantic balloon. And if that balloon had popped tears might have flowed out of it. But thankfully, it didn't pop, and it hasn't popped. But maybe it would soon. But I tell myself that it is over, I can't do anything about it so I should STOP mooding and brooding over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish before the EOYs was to get Top 5 in class, but now that seems like an impossible dream, one that is so far away. Now my expectations are just to get into 3X science, nothing else, not even to get Top 5, because that would be a miracle by itself, and miracles can't happen. Now, I don't believe in ____. It just keeps on fluctuating, sometimes I do, sometimes I don't. And now I don't. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope to attend the Academic Awards for English. That's all. I'm only happy for the languages and HE. That's all. Not even for IH. But I guess I'm never really happy for IH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't stand ______. She was like whooping and whooping during Science, making&amp;nbsp;so much noise when she could see everyone, nearly everyone, wallowing in misery. Ugh I can't stand her, she's so annoying, even ____ agrees with me. Won't reveal any names here(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. What's done is done. I can't change history, even when Napoleon can using Squealer. but more unfortunately, I don't have a Squealer with me which can help me rewrite history, so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-4546131460241839521?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4546131460241839521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4546131460241839521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4546131460241839521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/d.html' title='D;'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-4047566624180142371</id><published>2009-10-21T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T00:00:06.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No school!</title><content type='html'>I didn't go to school today cause I had a fever D: So I need to ask for my jazz money back, not sure if they will return me though ): darn. Hope I can go to school tomorrow, then at least I'll attend one post-exam activity.(: I had the worst dream this morning, I dreamt that I calculated my maths marks and I failed! :OOO But then when I woke up I thought about the dream again and realised that it was not possible cos that was not the maths exam paper, there were some questions that were foreign that it didn't come out in the EOY. Whew! But there's still a chance that I'm going to fail thought, terrified ): Oh well. Didn't do much today, just slept&amp;nbsp;a lot, like a pig. Pfft. That's all, I'll try to post soon again.;D&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye(;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm addicted to Werewolf!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-4047566624180142371?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4047566624180142371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4047566624180142371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4047566624180142371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-school.html' title='No school!'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-247294999001998682</id><published>2009-10-15T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:13:38.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams = Over!</title><content type='html'>Exams are finally over, time to PARTEH everybody!;D I'll go through every subject, and then you can see for yourself if this EOYs went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;English&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was ok I guess, I always find it okay, but sometimes I don't really get good results. I just hope that I can maintain my position, but its gonna be hard. Paulois had a dream that jh got 1st, and I got second, oh well ): Hope it doesn't come true!;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chinese&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinah was quite hard, esp the zong he tian kong. So I tikam like A LOT. But after comparing answers with ry I felt a LITTLE better, cause some of my answers matched hers. And ry is always right when it comes to Chinah.(: But for the letter I forgot to write the dumb 'zhu' and the wishes! So stupid of me, that's why I was so pissed after the paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maths&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I took the paper 1, it was like taking THAT test all over again. That's how difficult it was. Just that it was a miniscule easier than that test. I didn't how to do so many questions, my mind was just like 'huh?' and blank. Zomg I knew how to do some of the questions but there wasn't enough time! &amp;gt;:( Paper&amp;nbsp;2 was better, but I made this really big mistake at the end of the paper, not going to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Literature&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature was fine, but I think the AF and the relationship was kinda difficult. The relationship was pathetic I swear, I didn't know what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;IH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IH was finally something that I can be positve about, just that I know I deducted some marks off already ): Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Science&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science was quite tough too, I felt, because the questions were kinda tricky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Home Econs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE was easy, but I didn't know how to do the last question [3m]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, these EOYs didn't go out as planned. I wanted to get 1st this time, but now I know this impossible dream won't come true. Oh well. But I just want to get into the top 5% so I can get $500! But I don't know if I'll be able to do it. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other stuff has been happening as well, like friendship problems, post-exam act. and leadership stuff. Won't say it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to NUSS ytd for dinner. Then I saw Mr Vincent Koh and Mrs Petrina Koh. Are they related?! I didn't know at all. But I was really shocked to see them cos I keep on seeing SMSS teachers there. Maybe I should stop going there (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mr Koh's gaze lingered on me for a fraction of a second as though he recognized me, maybe cos he watched my OM performance and gave comments, and that I asked him to call Mrs Tan SM for me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda angry at a teacher now. Won't say her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ytd was a fun day. After school went to Plaza Singapura to watch a movie and shop. Bought movie tickets, went down to basement to snack. And that was the first time I was eating takoyaki balls, I didn't know they were made out of potato.:/ Ate the ham and cheese one with Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Imagine THAT. It was quite hilarious actually, laughed quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from the movie after that little girl poured mustard, chocolate sauce, hot sauce and ketchup on Eddie Murphy's pancakes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EM [Eddie Murphy]: All right, let's say grace.&lt;br /&gt;EM: Dear oh Lord!&lt;br /&gt;Girl [Forgot her name]: Dear oh Lord!&lt;br /&gt;EM: Thank you for the food!&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Thank you for the food!&lt;br /&gt;EM: Please protect my father's throat!&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Please protect my father's throat!&lt;br /&gt;EM: And we all say 'Amen'.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: And we all say 'Amen'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I kept on laughing during that part. But EM didn't eat the pancake in the end. He said :"Hey there's Qually (sp?)!" and then when she wasn't looking, threw the pancake away. Lol then he started chewing and chewing air.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he was singing the dragon song I burst out laughing too.;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he appeared as King Kristina started laughing and laughing like crazy. roflmao.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun day. So I had to leave ys, shanny, kris, frankie, sam, cass, yoyo, nic, rach when I went to join Mum at the food court. I think they went to ION Orchard. Wish I could have gone, but nvm;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights.&lt;br /&gt;Bye^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-247294999001998682?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/247294999001998682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/exams-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/247294999001998682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/247294999001998682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/exams-over.html' title='Exams = Over!'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-1084432019346528091</id><published>2009-09-24T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:23:11.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want To Be Anything But You(:</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day, surprisingly, cause Thursday are usually bad days for me cause there are SO many boring subjects. I'll make it short and sweet, cause this will prob be my last post till after EOYs. NEED TO MUG.&lt;br /&gt;Assembly was so cool today! I mean, literally. Cause during National Anthem the sky looked REALLY dark and everyone was looking up at the sky while singing. Then after that they made the announcements really fast while everyone continued to look @ the sky, hoping that&amp;nbsp;it wouldn't pour all over everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Then when it started to drizzle, Mrs Karen Tay just said :"Everyone just find some shelter!" and we all ran to cover, but 2/5 was nearly safe in the shelter already cos we were dismissed earlier;D&lt;br /&gt;But I could see everyone running for their lives away from the rain, but I thought it was super cool!(:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;English. Was better, cause I finally did well in a test. But not the highest ):&lt;br /&gt;Ms He gave us some brain-teasers. My brain is teased.&lt;br /&gt;Science was alright, discussed group work which I have to reasearch now.&lt;br /&gt;Literature, Ms Soroma didn't come, free time, studied Maths.&lt;br /&gt;Recess, and then Science again, which was really fun because we could do a practical!&lt;br /&gt;But ALee and my experiment failed. We were doing in pairs. But a lot of other poeple failed as well(:&lt;br /&gt;IH was alright, did some group work again.&lt;br /&gt;Maths test, was quite easy, hope&amp;nbsp;I can score high!;D&lt;br /&gt;Alrights.&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably MIA from now till after EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;So bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-1084432019346528091?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1084432019346528091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want-to-be-anything-but-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/1084432019346528091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/1084432019346528091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want-to-be-anything-but-you.html' title='I Want To Be Anything But You(:'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-5073119611288800747</id><published>2009-09-16T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T05:51:34.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotten Day</title><content type='html'>I wonder if everyone is having a rotten day like me. The ____ was so super ____, and I think I'm going to ___ it, because it was so super duper duper duper duper duper _____. I was traumatised at the end of it..The ___ was ok, not too ____, but the ____ was a tragedy. Argh I feel so _____. And irritated. And dumb. And I can't manage me time properly. This must have the most ____ ____ I have even set for. Today was such a rotten day cause I know I ___ ___ ___.&lt;br /&gt;I ____ myself ):&lt;br /&gt;D;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-5073119611288800747?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5073119611288800747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/rotten-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/5073119611288800747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/5073119611288800747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/rotten-day.html' title='Rotten Day'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-6109256435171333637</id><published>2009-09-04T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T05:01:05.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Schhool</title><content type='html'>Today was a great day. We had a company meeting, and my new motto now is "I will report harder!". Kristina's is "I will fart harder!". yay! And Xinni is fired. Grace maybe too. Oops I'm revealing too many secrets of the company!:OOO And the newspaper I'm reporting is now The Farting Times, in honour of Kristina. Be honoured you;D&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough about our brilliant company. Devotion was good today, about working and studying hard, really motivating;) Had EL test, wasn't all that great though. Cause many of the questions were tricky. Darnnit. And for one of the questions I needed to rephrase long-neck and so I put neck was like a giraffe. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;Got back The Storm compostion test paper. Was really stunned but happy when I saw it. Nuff' said(:&lt;br /&gt;Helped V with her PW stuff, went for HE, did kinda well for the paper? But should've gotten higher though ):&lt;br /&gt;Discussed the cake stuff and went for IH.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I didn't need to minus marks! I thought the teacher calculated my marks wrongly!:D&lt;br /&gt;Got back progress report, some came as a surprise because it was higher than my expectations, and some, like EL, was terrible. Like disgusting, really.&lt;br /&gt;L1R5 of 10. Is that good? Don't know, but I dropped by 1 grade since MYEs. And Sherone got the same as me. &amp;gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Went for guides. Had one-to-one chat with frankie before that. Rejuvenating is the word(:&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded to SMPS, where I was paired up with this girl called Shandiya and had to bring her around to get stickers. Real simple^^&lt;br /&gt;Went back, said bye to many people, and Celia hugged me bye, so sweet;D haha.&lt;br /&gt;That's about all.&lt;br /&gt;Just that I didn't top any subs this term. So sad ):&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Bye;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-6109256435171333637?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6109256435171333637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/schhool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/6109256435171333637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/6109256435171333637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/schhool.html' title='Schhool'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-3496519114781637326</id><published>2009-09-01T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T06:57:12.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewind</title><content type='html'>I will rewind till Monday(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school, a lot of people started swarming around me, seeing what presents I brought. Surprisingly, not as many people gave presents than I expected. Compared to STC ): Had the ACES Day Dance, frankie foo was beside me!;D And Mr Teng was taking photos of us, and so, not wanting to reveal our beautiful *uhem* faces, we looked away. HAHAHAHAHA JK(:&lt;br /&gt;Paula laugehd a funny laugh when Ms Kaur was talking, and Ms Kaur gave her a bugged eye look.&lt;br /&gt;WEnt back to class for class party, it was rather a students' party instead of a teachers' party cos we totally ignored ms soroma and mrs tan. Sorry to both of them.&lt;br /&gt;Ate like A LOT. Me and veronica shared a plate of food, and we kept on refilling it again and again. Whoots. And luckily yo and xi helped;D&lt;br /&gt;Gave all the presents out, and sorry veronica, I left you behind ):&lt;br /&gt;Went back to BPPS, was really shocked to see so many boys who looked like they had streching jinxes cast on them :/&lt;br /&gt;Said hi to a lot of people, mrs huang included, and saw sq,ep,mc,glennys,amanda and lots more there as well;D Really glad(:&lt;br /&gt;______ was wearing sunglasses and this stupid shirt. What a show-off. I mean, who wears sunglasses at 1pm in the afternoon? Definitely for an attempt to brag, but if it is, it totally failed:D&lt;br /&gt;Which made me laugh at him a lot.&lt;br /&gt;And __________ is so stuck-up, I swear, when he saw me and glennys, he just walked past us like we were some sort of freaks or sth. But when sq came he made a beeline for her and started making forced conversation with sq looking bored:D&lt;br /&gt;Which made us all tease her, actually, only me;)&lt;br /&gt;Went to bpp with ep, glennys and mc, but sorry ep we left you behind D;&lt;br /&gt;Glennys went home and mc and I went to mos burger to eat, and then to the library. Talked and chatted a bit with ep and mc, about her leaving and stuff, before mc's mum came to pick us up.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot mc's mum for the ride home!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to national library, they were eating when I called them. LOL:D&lt;br /&gt;Waited for them, and then left the library to go to the 5th floor. And when I was going up, I realised I brought an unborrowed library book up, which made me panic(: But yea, whatever:D&lt;br /&gt;Discussed, discussed, discussed about ih and maths, then went to bugis junction.&lt;br /&gt;It was pouring and pouring, which was really fun cos me and xinni and the rest were running across the road screaming with the rain drenching us, and us getting really wet.&lt;br /&gt;But I was laughing while crossing the street cos I knew the cars were laughing at us, and so this made me shake the umbrella a lot, making us even wetter.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry xinni for making you really wet x.x&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;That's about all.&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch with mum and left after buying stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Bye:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-3496519114781637326?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3496519114781637326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/rewind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/3496519114781637326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/3496519114781637326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/rewind.html' title='Rewind'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-2266674269844982354</id><published>2009-08-26T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T01:21:41.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Series Of Unfortunate Events</title><content type='html'>Ytd and today was exactly like a series of unfortunate events.&lt;br /&gt;1.I did badly for my EL Techonology Paper.&lt;br /&gt;2.Ms He MIGHT(In very big bold letters) change some marks.&lt;br /&gt;3.I did badly for Literature.(sort of)&lt;br /&gt;4.I fell down during PE, like really ungraciously and my netball skills SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;5.I have a grazed leg.&lt;br /&gt;6.My team lost both netball matches(doesn't really matter but whatever).&lt;br /&gt;7.I'm going to do really badly in my Chinese Test.&lt;br /&gt;8.For Literature, I missed A1 by 1 mark.&lt;br /&gt;9.I think I'm going to get B3 or B4 for Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;10.There is a Chinese Test next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fantastic 2 days for me, don't you think!? Great. Spectacular. Outstanding. Amazing. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I realised that my life revolves aroung studying, studying and more studying now. Its just a non-stop cycle of work. I guess that's how life is.&lt;br /&gt;I seem to do better for big exams e.g. MYE instead of common tests.&lt;br /&gt;Nicole does well in everything, so why can't I be like her?&lt;br /&gt;And WHY is everyone pitching themselves against me? Even the people surrounding me do that.&lt;br /&gt;This class is WAY too competitive.&lt;br /&gt;A(anonymous) first question to me whenever we get back any results is,:"How much did you get?"&lt;br /&gt;B(anonymous) went all the way from 1 end of the room to another end just to ask me my marks.(and perhaps gloat in my misery)&lt;br /&gt;C(anonymous) was not what I expected her to be like.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't everyone just take back their results, go 'oh' or 'yay' or have a disappointed look on their faces without asking other people for their marks?&lt;br /&gt;Do people feel good when they get higher marks than others?&lt;br /&gt;Do they have a sense of thrill or excitement when they realise that they have beaten someone who is so called 'good'?&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get these questions answered because I'm not them.&lt;br /&gt;And even if she is older than me, I don't understand why she has to make people feel miserable.&lt;br /&gt;Like how I'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;This has got to be one of my worst days ever.&lt;br /&gt;-Moody Gloomy Amanda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-2266674269844982354?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2266674269844982354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/series-of-unfortunate-events.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/2266674269844982354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/2266674269844982354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/series-of-unfortunate-events.html' title='A Series Of Unfortunate Events'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-3483838476256539812</id><published>2009-08-12T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T02:08:43.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>Today was an ok day. With the exception of that dumb science test.&lt;br /&gt;It was uber hard, I swear, and the questions were just so tricky and tough, darn ):&lt;br /&gt;Its a short post, I know, cos the previous post I wanted to post is gone.&lt;br /&gt;I am not looking forward to the day I get my results back cos it would so totally ruin my day.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-3483838476256539812?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3483838476256539812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/3483838476256539812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/3483838476256539812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-5727381413759597437</id><published>2009-08-07T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T02:16:51.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Day Dilemmas'/><title type='text'>National Day!</title><content type='html'>Today was a fantastic day^^ Arrived in school, thankfully, I wasn't late:P Got ready, assembled, and when the whole 2/5 came down, they were like, laughing at me, and I was thinking to myself that I would kill them when I see them &gt;:( Lols;D The ceremony seemed SO long and I felt really tired and hot, and I really wanted to rest. You could say that I nearly had to go to the side to rest, but luckily, I survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to St. John's Chapel, the whole Sec 2 cohort was there, and Tamie was one of the emcees, well done!;D It was a bit boring I guess, I thought it was going to be more fun than that, with the exception of Jenny daring me to touch a squishy thing that was on the floor which looked like bubblegum, but in the end, I did kick it.(: Proceeded to the parade ground, sang a lot of National Day songs;) Which was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything, stayed back for subject combo talk and OM. Argh I dunno whether to take triple or double science, cause if I take triple, I will be in the best class, assuming I even get in. If I take double, it would be second best. Dad wants me to take triple and then have tuition, but what if I can't cope? And I want to be in the same class as Monoko next year too;D Sigh, dilemmas. Next, we practiced the script a little during OM, improvised the script to make it funnier, yadadada. That's a nice catchphrase xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE GIVE ME OPINIONS.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. MR TENG'S SON/DAUGHTER (I DUNNO WHICH) IS SUPER ADORABLE!;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-5727381413759597437?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5727381413759597437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/national-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/5727381413759597437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/5727381413759597437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/national-day.html' title='National Day!'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-3696639678614769143</id><published>2009-08-06T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T05:56:21.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gerbil</title><content type='html'>Today was such a looooooooooooong day, like always on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Started off with another test, yay!Hope you can sense my note of sarcasm here.&lt;br /&gt;American Maths Competition, I sort of "cheated" on 1 of the questions by using a scarp piece of paper to solve it(: The map question;D And when the bell rang and the teacher said 5 mins, I got a shock cause I thought it there was like 1/2 hour left. And so I anyhow did a lot of the questions. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;Ms He seems nice, but I'll miss Mrs Chan.): Call me crazy, but yea.&lt;br /&gt;Recess, Lit, was a bit late, sorry Ms Soroma. And hmmmm, Cherry is right, it is much noticeable now that she told me.(;&lt;br /&gt;Science was ok, funny as usual. Should I cut off the distractions or work harder? Hard Decision.&lt;br /&gt;IH, Ms Mary didn't come, so Mr Bobby Chew came in. He's quite a good teacher(: And Jennifer started passing notes to me saying that "the teacher looks like a gerbil" which made me laugh like crazy and this ended up in whenever I looked at his face, a gerbil popped into my head and I had to use my tie to cover my mouth so that it would muffle my laughter. Thanks a lot Jenny. Sarcasm?(:&lt;br /&gt;And when he asked us to stand up, she told me that "ooh, everyone is taller than him!" which made me dissolve into giggles again. Great.&lt;br /&gt;A free period;D And then it was Maths, and I can finally spell &lt;s&gt;Pythgoras&lt;/s&gt; Pythagaros'.yay!(:&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;I've finished all my maths hw!IYF;D&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye^^&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I can't wait for tomorrow. Hope I don't faint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-3696639678614769143?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3696639678614769143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/gerbil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/3696639678614769143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/3696639678614769143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/gerbil.html' title='Gerbil'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-7883503569947483851</id><published>2009-08-05T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T05:23:52.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted about last Wednesday. So I will post now(;&lt;br /&gt;So last wed we did this role play of all the literature characters, and I was Mollie. So I had to act all bimbotic and show-offy. Which was kinda fun;D And I said "I have a weak heart and so I don't want to get cardiac arrest like MJ". Sorry MJ. But thanks Peter for the good ideas;D And Jennifer was really funny, I couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it was cherry's turn, she said she "whacked the most geese" and "was the bravest of all of them". And she said the book was wrong! Haha it was so hilarious^^ And so I had a really good time for once in lit class(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, today. EL test, what a great way to start a day ): It was ok, but I think I was too long-winded. Lit, and then PE. Me and frankie went to the library while the rest did a survey. I like the barley sweets in the library. Played netball with no net. So, Netball - Net = Ball. Just kidding. We used the floor as the net. LOL;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess, Chinese, Science and Maths. It was all ok with the exception of my pathetically lousy marks, and that I don't understand the Pythogaras Theorum thingy. So questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is so stressful compared to STC. );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. J wore _____________ yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-7883503569947483851?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7883503569947483851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/7883503569947483851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/7883503569947483851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-5552922911771678097</id><published>2009-07-29T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T01:31:26.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>I have loads to tell about today, but now is not the time because I need to study for a test tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;So, bye;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-5552922911771678097?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5552922911771678097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/5552922911771678097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/5552922911771678097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday_29.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-6573962107369911719</id><published>2009-07-27T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T01:30:51.296-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crapping Respect Argh'/><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>My room smells like soya bean. Is that a good thing? whatever(:&lt;br /&gt;Today was an okay day, until I got back my suckish results which turned this whole day into a suckish day. Results can really spoil your mood and make you mad ): especially when all your other friends get WAY higher than you. I NEED TO BUCK UP ON MY CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school, chionged dcitionary hw EL meaning but in the end, we didn't even hand it in D; And I have to do my whole i-spent-4-hours-doing-this artwork again. Big Joy.(not referring to you Joy):D&lt;br /&gt;Maths was okay, it wasn't that boring. Recess, and then EL, nothing much. Had maths common test, the only thing I'm worried about is that I didn't write 'shown' after the last question's equation. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna start bulldozing about sb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Look, if I don't want to reveal my marks, why must you snatch it away from me? That was totally rude and insensitive and crappy man ): What satisfaction do you get out of knowing that you got higher than sb? I don't get it. Why must you ALWAYS compare? When you don't do well for sth, I don't snatch your paper and try to see where you stand next to me. That's totally childish. Yes, I admit, sometimes I do want to know your marks and I keep persuading you to tell me, but I don't SNATCH. I know when you don't want people to know your marks and I respect your decision. This isn't respecting me at all.&lt;/s&gt; ah whatever(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I'm done crapping. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;My room smells of soya bean, or did I already mention that?(:&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps its poisonous. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;In your butt Rachel.:D &lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-6573962107369911719?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6573962107369911719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/6573962107369911719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/6573962107369911719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-319470679940214585</id><published>2009-07-24T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:47:57.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner at NUS</title><content type='html'>Ytd went to NUS Guild House to eat dinner(: Arrived there, went to Cafe on the Ridge. And I SAW MRS KAREN TAY. And I was shocked, cos I didn't expect to see anyone I knew, even though dad sees a lot of people he knows there. She has &lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt; maids. Wow!(; And she has 2 children, a little girl and a boy, and she was cuddling and adoring them. But the kids were making quite a racket.D; Pointed this out to mum and dad. lol rofl.(:&lt;br /&gt;That's about all.&lt;br /&gt;Bye(:&lt;br /&gt;Blogger's not working well.):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-319470679940214585?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/319470679940214585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/dinner-at-nus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/319470679940214585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/319470679940214585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/dinner-at-nus.html' title='Dinner at NUS'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-655357190325493524</id><published>2009-07-24T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:49:43.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burnt Fried Hot Sun HP6'/><title type='text'>Burnt Skin</title><content type='html'>Ok, I haven't posted for like, quite long. Watched HP6 last Sun! It was not bad, I mean there was a lot of romance and stuff but I don't think it was exciting enough ): Except when the inferi came out and someone behind mum screamed and I thought it was part of the movie, but actually it wasn't. lol:D A lot of parts were cut off though, so it was like holes and holes in the movie. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Went for NDP marching ytd. Omg itwas like super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super blazing HOT. The sun was on everyone's skin, like most of the time, and when the sun went in it was like only for 1 second -.- And now I look like an Indian. Nicole says she would look like an Indian the next day and that she doesn't like Indians. Lol. I'm like really dark now D; And for the 3rd last practice I didn't feel very well so I had to go sit down. And I didn't want to cos I was feeling very paiseh and embarrased that I needed to rest when the rest didn't D: I wanted to make it to the end of the rehearsal. Sweat kept on running down my nose, and I kept on drinking my sweat cos it was going to my mouth ); And my ears were burning red. Argh. YOU CANNOT BELIEVE HOW HOT IT WAS.&lt;br /&gt;There was no solar eclipse on wed ): Cos it was raining and we couldn't see a thing. Firstly, we saw tamie running back and forth from our class and shouting. Then we asked ms soroma for permission when we saw a lot of classes coming out to see it. But then we were chased back in by mr chew and mr anthony in the end. D;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we presented our lit presentation. Yay and ms soroma said good job ^^ And yolanda heard her saying to ms quek that "they are doing very well"^^ lol.&lt;br /&gt;Wed PE was really lousy, cos firstly, we were doing dance which is super boring. And secondly, xinni wasn't around. ); Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Had science test on wed as well. It was okay i guess, quite a few questions were like quite ambiguous.): Hopefully I can get good marks.(:&lt;br /&gt;Today was ok, we were released at 10.30am! yay!(:went to ivins with mum, yum(: walked to king albert park and saw lynnyi, regine and ruth form 2/1 there. Lol i dunno whether they saw me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired and I have a lot of work to do now, and I still feel hot frm ytd D;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then,&lt;br /&gt;bye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-655357190325493524?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/655357190325493524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/burnt-skin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/655357190325493524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/655357190325493524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/burnt-skin.html' title='Burnt Skin'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-4703866808667801621</id><published>2009-07-18T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T21:23:20.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Wow I haven't posted for more than 1 week.(: Last Friday, sth happened, and I just want to say sorry jiajia, even though you were already paired up with Amanda. 'Nuff said(: The rest of the week was fine, except that Jenny makes me laugh with her powerful constipation and violent diarrhoea by eating dettol sanitiser. (Inside Joke) And though its very distracting sitting in front of jenny, I love it cos she entertains me A LOT. And helps me with my art.;D And during IH we were drawing pics of each other, and she drew me as a devil and I drew her as a medusa.&gt;:D Nth much has been happening, and I'm really lazy to post often, so yea I'll try to squeeze in time here and there to post.&lt;br /&gt;Bye:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-4703866808667801621?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4703866808667801621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4703866808667801621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4703866808667801621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-2141092550795550245</id><published>2009-07-09T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T04:16:50.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>I'm posting like everyday now(: Surprisingly, even though bro followed me to school today, I arrived quite early:D Whew, I thought I was going to be late. No English again D; I miss it man, Mrs Chan get well soon, or whatever you are having or busy with, do it fast and come back tomorrow:D So, yes, 3 periods of free time again. And during these periods I coloured my poster with Jenny! Thanks frankie(for the colour pencils) and jenny.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this 1 and a half hours a bug suddenly landed on Rachel's collar, making me clutch my stomach in an attempt to stop myself from laughing. Sorry Rachel I couldn't help it(: She looked so unperturbed, but if it was me, you would see me running around the classroom screaming. Brave jenny used a black colour pencil to flick it off! *clap* *clap* sorry to frankie and her pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit was ok, and yes, cherry is right, I've been noticing Ms Soroma being very *uhem* to someone. Recess, and then science. And when Mr Chua called Amanda and both Amandas looked up. Lol(: Sometimes its like frustrating haha but fun. We didn't present out project today!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IH was okay, there was air-con.(: Maths, I was dreading it because it was the last period and I knew I would feel so drowsy D; We have a lot of hw, man D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Bye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-2141092550795550245?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2141092550795550245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/2141092550795550245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/2141092550795550245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-8652241498031145235</id><published>2009-07-08T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T03:01:11.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>I was trailing behind her when I arrived at the turning of Serence Centre. Omg.): Anw, walked REALLY slowly up the classroom. Had assembly, eng, Mrs Chan didn't come again ): And worst still, there wasn't PE today! D; But 3 periods of fun non-stop.:D Lit, went through chap 2. PE, stayed in class. When joan and paula sat in 1 chair, the mdm ____(sorry I dunno how to spell it) scolded them for sitting in one chair cos of social distancing! Haha:D Not that I'm happy you got scolded of course(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess, then Mother Tongue, had tingxie. Darn I think I got one wrong already ); Science, went through worksheet, ppt slides. Maths, MRS TAN WASN'T HERE so we had another free period with our grp 2 chinese teacher as relief!:D Went home, had lunch, did the HE poster which is due this friday. So hard to paint and I think it looks terrible. Anything I draw is terrible anyway.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm getting used to the seating arrangement, and perhaps its not so bad after all(: I can still see from the board:D My hearing is fine too. Poor ET had to shout to answer any questions ): Kris went home today, only coming back on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR HP6!;DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;I think its going to be so awesome, and I've been reading the book again and again hust to refresh my memory and to improve my pathetic english.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.(;&lt;br /&gt;HP6&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-8652241498031145235?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8652241498031145235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/8652241498031145235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/8652241498031145235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-3316557444703667442</id><published>2009-07-07T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:56:04.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Decions</title><content type='html'>You make some pretty stupid decisions in your life, but the one I made today has to be the stupidest of all. Firstly, everything was fine, we were having assembly in the classroom, talking, discussing work. Had pledge taking, and the announcements said that HE reps and PE reps go down and meet Ms Kaur. So I went down with sam wong and gabby and she said that we were going to be involved in Health Week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea. No idea what we're gonna do yet(: Went upstairs, had maths. AND DOT WAS THE WORST PART. Cos Ms Soroma started changing places after everyone started complaining. So she asked us who wants to remain in our original places, who wants to draw lots. And stupid old me went to draw lots when I was perfectly fine in my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I'm sitting right in front, a place everyone would DIE to have. Except for some. And &lt;u&gt;she&lt;/u&gt; was going to draw lots already, so why did I need to draw lots? I had no reason to. As long as I didn't have to sit next to her, I was fine where I was sitting. She just needed to change, not me. What was I thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wanted ot tell Ms Soroma halfway through the drawing lots session. But Ms Soroma had already labelled all the tables with the numbers which would have made it all confusing. So I didn't say anything. This must have been the biggest mistake I have made in my life. You do some stupid stuff in your life, but this has to be one of the stupidest, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you may ask, why am I complaining so much? Or what's the big deal? THE BIG DEAL IS THAT I'M SITTING 2 ROWS FROM THE BACK, COMPARED TO WHEN I WAS RIGHT UNDER THE TEACHERS' NOSES LAST TERM. Which results in me sometimes not being able to concentrate. Its not that I can't see, but its just that, sitting at the back, it makes you distracted sometimes, or you don't listen to the teachers' instructions. Or you may even mishear something. If there's such a word anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I just have to accept it then. Ms Soroma said that the only condition you will change the seats is only if everything you see is blur and you can't see at all. Which, for me, unfortunately, is not the case. And since I'm an honest person *cough* I can't lie and say that. So, fate is fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REGRET IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, going on with DOT, we had Chinese. And we didn't have tingxie today, and I was looking forward to it, wanting to get over with it. ): Chi, recess, eng, mrs chan didn't come, everyone was rejoicing and I wasn't, science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I will stop here for awhile to tell you about science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were doing an experiment, and one of them required you to light the bunsen burner. And so stupid old me tried to light the flame without unlocking the lighter, making it stuck and making me wondering why I couldn't on it. And before that mr chua asked if anyone did not know how to light a bunsen burner, and while I was trying to click it on, it was making me look really stupid. So yea, he helped me, and in the end managed to light it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Clap* *Clap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had IH, did worksheet, lunch, and pw. PW was okay today, I guess, all pw's are okay for me, sometimes they're fun, sometimes they're not, and sometimes I jut pretend they are. But don't worry, most of the time they're fun, haha. Unless I'm having a really lousy day like today, then yea, that's an exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's like that I guess. You gain some, you lose some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why is this lost of just a seat such a big loss to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then.&lt;br /&gt;Bye D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-3316557444703667442?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3316557444703667442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/stupid-decions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/3316557444703667442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/3316557444703667442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/stupid-decions.html' title='Stupid Decions'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-763063936814139250</id><published>2009-07-03T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:36:30.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>Today was a relaxing day(: Arrived in school, had temperature taking, assembly. Started off with eng, had to do exercises on the persuasive essay. I realised its not going to be as easy as I expected. Oh well. Had Home Econs following that. New teacher, Mrs Ng, Ms Kee is sick. Get well soon Ms Kee!:D Mrs Ng is a really good teacher, and she said we were a very good class.(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea so I forgot to bring my Home Econs t/b so thank you Dana for saving my life:) She talked a lot, including some gross stuff like severed hands and fingers in ice. But it was fun(; Jennifer asked Mrs Ng a question and while answering the question she started crying:OOO It was when she asked about Mrs Tan I think, or sth like that. Then Mrs Ng started talking about the previous principal, about how wonderful she was, but I wasn't there yet anw. She said Ms Caroline was a wonderful principal and Mrs Tan as well. That's when she started tearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had recess, then IH, where we did a timeline of the 18th and 19th centuries. Fun, especially since we had air-con.;) Went back to class, had eng instead of contact time. Following that, no assembly, had 2 free periods ;D Watched some people cross-stitch. After dismissal, went to Mac's with Paula and the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate McChicken. Was real full after that ); Discussed about the project, and then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework for the weekend:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;Chinese Si Han&lt;/s&gt;done:D&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;s&gt;English RD Asia Reflective Essay (250 words)&lt;/s&gt;done:D&lt;br /&gt;3. CME Project (Clay Marble)&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;s&gt;Science (Change)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. IH Bonus Mark&lt;br /&gt;6. Science Bonus Mark&lt;br /&gt;7. CME Bonus Mark&lt;br /&gt;8. Maths (last 2 questions):D&lt;br /&gt;9. Lit Chap 2 Animal Farm&lt;br /&gt;10. Ting Xie&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;s&gt;Zuo Ye (last question)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be all. This is for people who are undure about the homework yea?:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;3~:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-763063936814139250?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/763063936814139250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/763063936814139250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/763063936814139250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-242605235265297237</id><published>2009-07-01T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T02:12:28.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh!</title><content type='html'>Oh and I haven't posted about math project at jenny's house(: Arrived there, researched a bit on the topic. Decided on a topic and a picture, then started drawing and cutting:D Opened a bag of chips and ate a cupcake from her fridge (which, incidentally, is actually for her father, which was on father's day). Went real full(: And that's about all we did(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, if you want photos, look at Samantha's and Nicole's facebook:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,&lt;br /&gt;Tata&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-242605235265297237?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/242605235265297237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/242605235265297237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/242605235265297237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh.html' title='Oh!'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-8607630698828629741</id><published>2009-07-01T01:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T02:02:32.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Schoooooooooooooool</title><content type='html'>School has been fine so far, counting down the days to teacher's day and the day where I can see everyone again!:D Maths lessons are ok, but sometimes they can be quite boring, but I force myself to stay awake(: Today arrived in school, did some work, disturbed by ET's scary eyes O.O Assembly in classroom, and afterwards while Ms Soroma was talking about H1N1, I saw a few people's heads on their desks, and after the briefing, like nearly half the class had their heads on their desks.Haha(: I did too, cos I was super sleepy );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have eng D; Proceeded to lit, got into our groups and discussed stuff. Went for PE, I am now above 45kg! yay! last term I was like 50+ haha yes I know I'm super heavy.(: I'm like still 160cm, which means I haven't grown ): Went to PAS where we played with tennis balls. Tiring, but super fun. Sorry Ms Karen for hitting you w a tennis ball :OOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess, everyone is saying that the food is either too dry or too salty. If its a non-soupy stuff, its dry. If its soupy, its wet. Yea D: Chinese, and then science and finally maths, which was quite boring. :3 Went home after a long wait for dad to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And I still need to post about francy pancy's party:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived there the latest, spotted samantha first(: Went up to her, gave frankie her present and I was being entertainewd by jenny(: Waited for them to bathe after swimming, and went up to collect the pizza. Ate, chatted, ate, chatted with jenny and the others. Yes, jenny, you nearly killed me with your jokes (literally). Because I choked on a pineapple while jenny was telling me when she made peanut butter cookies that tasted like onions, and when she threw them out the window it hit a car and the alarm went off (she made this part up). And the cookies didn't break. That's when I laughed till I choked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate chicken, and drank fizzy drinks:D Cut the brownie cake, and ate it(: yum:D Went to the playground for awhile, a performance was put up for us (; Chatted a lot, and went upstairs to take photos in frankie's house.(: Watched frankie open presents (sorry mine's not fantastic frankie!) and upload photos. Dad called, and picked me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos are in Samantha's and Francesca's facebook(: Go check them out if you want:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Bye;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-8607630698828629741?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8607630698828629741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/schoooooooooooooool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/8607630698828629741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/8607630698828629741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/schoooooooooooooool.html' title='Schoooooooooooooool'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-3559580308508617572</id><published>2009-06-27T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T02:12:56.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>And tomorrow never came. Well, doing IH bonus mark now, so frustrated, cos I researched on a country and now I realised that the research is all wrong. So, yea. I will try to post about the past events that happened ASAP yea?:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff due:&lt;br /&gt;1. IH Bonus Mark.&lt;br /&gt;2. Chinese Book 1.&lt;br /&gt;3. Chinese Book 2.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;s&gt;The Clay Marble (last 3 chaps)&lt;/s&gt;read(:&lt;br /&gt;5. Photos on facebook?:D&lt;br /&gt;6. Notes on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff to blog:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;Frankie's Birthday Party.&lt;/s&gt;done;)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;s&gt;Maths Project.&lt;/s&gt;done(:&lt;br /&gt;3. Maldives June Hol Trip.&lt;br /&gt;4. Outing with MC.&lt;br /&gt;5. Michelle Chew leaving );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-3559580308508617572?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3559580308508617572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/3559580308508617572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/3559580308508617572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-4604571666337009617</id><published>2009-06-18T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:39:13.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog</title><content type='html'>Yea I created a new blog:D Will edit more tomorrow(:&lt;br /&gt;Bye(;&lt;br /&gt;SPECIAL CREDITS TO EDNES THANK YOU SO MUCH:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-4604571666337009617?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4604571666337009617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4604571666337009617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/4604571666337009617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-blog.html' title='New blog'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7311402142943800247.post-12288598414797559</id><published>2009-06-18T09:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:30:55.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Testing testing !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7311402142943800247-12288598414797559?l=etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/12288598414797559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/12288598414797559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7311402142943800247/posts/default/12288598414797559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etchedinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Amanda Chia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941095392663944530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
