<?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-35964631</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:51:16.528+08:00</updated><category term='Camwhore'/><category term='i&apos;m scared'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='mum leaving for convention'/><category term='fuck'/><category term='i love kids'/><category term='badminton'/><category term='i can&apos;t wait for exams to end'/><category term='tired'/><category term='NAPFA'/><category term='another busy week.'/><category term='tomorrow is the sunday school camp'/><category term='my week sucked.'/><category term='pissed'/><category term='helped decorate church for kids camp'/><category term='i LOVE 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>312</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-4664521720312279668</id><published>2010-08-14T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T00:18:33.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, i'm back!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here's an update of everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) got back my promo 1 results, i did very badly, only managed to pass 1 H1 subject and not even a single H2 subject! so pretty much screwed, which also means that i have to do really well for my promo 2 to promote or at least advance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) i'm back to working at conrad hotel as a waitress cause my family is not financially stable to give me a daily income.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)i went to GoFest Asia! just now with Sheldon and Yuru but she pang seh us after dinner. It was the end of the conference and the teams from all over the world are gonna set out in Singapore to evangelize to Singaporeans and this is the first time i see caucasians so friendly and nice to everyone! like they actually smile! :O today was a great experience, i went on wednesday and came back on friday. managed to pass the photos to the thai kids and talk to them for a while, even gave them my email to add my in facebook! how awesome is that?! :D they are so gonna be my first penpal and i'm never gonna forget them! (: love today, and ironically, today's friday the 13th! [7 and 13 are my favourite numbers!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-4664521720312279668?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/4664521720312279668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/4664521720312279668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2010/08/alright-im-back-so-heres-update-of.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-4543346440077032846</id><published>2010-07-08T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T00:33:11.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to sentosa today with my classmates to play and then we went to wavehouse to drink and eat. in the midst of it, i learnt something new. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drinking + eating + smoking + having menstrual cramp = vomit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will never ever do it again. it's a horrible equation. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-4543346440077032846?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/4543346440077032846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/4543346440077032846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2010/07/went-to-sentosa-today-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-2823629374853330889</id><published>2010-05-17T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T23:29:38.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I PASS MY 2.4KM RUN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my best pass so far, 15 mins :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, technically, i only passed my 2.4km since last year and my timng was 17.something mins so i'm really really proud of myself :D haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-2823629374853330889?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2823629374853330889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2823629374853330889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-pass-my-2.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8490799067405896092</id><published>2010-05-10T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T22:34:53.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonders of life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn tired... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, i've never heard of running 5 rounds for a dance cca. might as well just join touch rugby or track and field! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bet they don't run 3 rounds for punishment of not wearing a leotard! or in their case wrong shorts! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like what the frick! just cause i didn't wear a leotard underneath my t-shirt i gotta run 5 rounds! it's not as if people will see!!!!!! gosh, it's damn ridiculous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ON THE BRIGHT SIDE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every night before i sleep, something good happens! it's either i get a really awesome message from an awesome friend or i have a conversation with an old but dear friend, it's just a really nice, sweet, unexpected and awesome way to end the day. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the wonders of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8490799067405896092?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8490799067405896092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8490799067405896092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2010/05/damn-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-7467308883562993521</id><published>2010-05-09T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:03:32.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is just random and unexpected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-7467308883562993521?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7467308883562993521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7467308883562993521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-is-just-random-and-unexpected.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-4803058696459708931</id><published>2010-05-03T11:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T12:43:15.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just learned something, actually a few things. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) guys are jerks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because they treat you all nice and all when they first get to know you and then when they're done and bored with what they've discovered about you, they become distant-shit-cold and all to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) guys are all stmf. [sweet-talk-mother-fuckers.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they text you such nice stuff, agrees with everything you say tells you sweet stuff before you sleep, next morning, message you nice stuff to make your day. and when they're done playing with you, it's all just one word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) guys are ball-less. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they only care about themselves. whether they are gonna get hurt or not cause guys are [oh dear] so scared of rejection. i mean, be a man, take the risk. majority of them expect a girl to show confirmation that she likes him too and if a girl goes over the line by making it too obvious, the guy's ego increases like mad. if a girl tells the guy that she likes him first, he might not like it cause guys rather make the first move with all the chasing of her. but if the girl don't do anything to hint him, he'll just assume she doesn't like him and might not even bother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-4803058696459708931?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/4803058696459708931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/4803058696459708931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-just-learned-something-actually-few.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-6431672435979811232</id><published>2010-04-17T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T00:24:01.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been so desperate to get school early of JUST on time that i've been sleeping on the floor! first night i slept on my blanket and used it to wrap myself. so just imagine me wrapped up like a kebab (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i found it rather uncomfortable the next day when i woke up so the second night, i took my sleeping bag and sleep on it and felt so much better. when i woke up the next day, i just rolled it up like in camp. cool right?! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wasn't late for school today, in fact, i was really early. haha. go yay! good job to me :D furthermore, the afternoon has been really good and enjoyable. can't say about the evening though. i'm rather disappointed with the communication system in my lg. but what can i do? nothing. so i ain't going anymore (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-6431672435979811232?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/6431672435979811232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/6431672435979811232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2010/04/ive-been-so-desperate-to-get-school.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-5555816282730358478</id><published>2010-03-17T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T00:05:14.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT'S BEEN A WHILE...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall start off with a short ranting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT HOLIDAYS?!?! One week in March of NO holidays. I mean, seriously, 3 days of dance camp inclusive of Math remedial on one of the same day. Then Monday still need to report to school the whole day. this is RETARDED. i don't even have time to watch movie!! this sucks big time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-5555816282730358478?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5555816282730358478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5555816282730358478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8808164107547189664</id><published>2010-02-17T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:50:14.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UPDATE!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's the first day to actual lessons though there wasn't really any lessons going on. It's all those boring paperwork to deal with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm starting to feel all the tension and barriers that i create for myself slowly dissolving away because I met my classmates today and some of them really resemble my secondary school mates that i miss so dearly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i opened up and be my retarded self to a few of the guys which was a MAJOR MISTAKE! it seems like i forgot that guys have big mouths especially when it comes so sabo-ing people. Which would explain how i was nominated for Class Rep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust me, I wasn't at all keen on being one, but God sure has His ways. (: heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8808164107547189664?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8808164107547189664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8808164107547189664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2010/02/update-todays-first-day-to-actual.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-6071219267013396456</id><published>2009-12-02T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T14:24:21.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANASTATIA AND APRIL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Vietnam in about half an hour!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool eh? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll get bringing back tons of stuff for like small group, life group, working mates and some random friends that don't fall in those category! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't miss me yeah? i'll be back around sunday afternoon so i might still be attending carolling practice; like finally!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably starting work on monday again, heh. can't wait to see my working mates! they are like tons of fun, although like at Jack's Place, there's this guy that makes me feel damn comfortable with my job and all; he left. after 2 days AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like every where i work, there will be this person [usually a guy] who would help me out and all but leave after 2 days! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, wish me luck!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I have a huge feeling i'll be getting tons of stomachache eating the food there :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-6071219267013396456?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/6071219267013396456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/6071219267013396456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-anastatia-and-april-im.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-6121182240674984754</id><published>2009-11-13T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:48:30.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the end of my secondary life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cried really badly today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, Kezann and Iris are really good people to emotionally dependent on and to cry with them because they know how i feel and not only that, they join in too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's like the last day of the class chalet that lasted for 3 days and 2 night. played black jack last night and cried halfway cause the stupid Kezann went to play 'The Graduation Song' and in my heart, i know that i might not be able to meet up or keep in contact with a lot of them which left a hole in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it feels really empty; my heart. whenever i think about them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some people I will never ever forget and never stop loving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jolene Tan ; my 5 year classmate whom we went thru all sorts of obstacles and yet, we're really good friends. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jian Shang ; my other 5 year classmate whom we were always logger heads at each other. I'm really glad that despite the many quarrels, we're still friends today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jason ; met only this year. he pollutes my mind all the time and really change my perspective in many things! many claimed that we never had a proper conversation before cause we're always shooting and suanning each other. I really enjoy the time we had sitting infront and behind each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darryl Angelo ; my very first and best pinoy friend! gosh, i'm really really grateful that he's in my life because of the spices and colours that he brings into my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iris, Kezann, Nelia and Yuting ; my very first clique in school! thanks for accepting me and like totally ignoring each other's flaws :) i love you and will dearly miss you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ricky ; i'm rendered speechless when it comes to him. I know him for 3 years and he's the first person who encouraged me during the first day of Sec 3. And he doesn't even know it and i don't think he knows it either, i really love him. he's like my really really good friend from school. close to best friend, since i don't have a best friend anywhere. He does really spontaneous things that just makes me enjoy the friendship that we have. I really hope i am able to continue it. Oh, and he's the main cause of my tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-6121182240674984754?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/6121182240674984754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/6121182240674984754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-cried-really-badly-today.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-2599358541156088697</id><published>2009-10-12T22:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T23:08:11.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love my school mates so much'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right now everyday is moving really slowly and I'm really thankful for that. :D &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll start with what happened yesterday, super funny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Had small group lunch @ e-hub; the 99 cents sushi roll] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiter served Jumbo roll. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deborah : Oooh, what's that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barry : Try it, it's very nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Debbie : My parents always order that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barry : Yeah, very nice right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[when someone finally took the first one] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Debbie : I don't want the fish roe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachael : I also don't want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : Oh! Give me, I like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachael : Eh, do you want the Avocado? I don't like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Debbie : Okay, give me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*puts it on the plate*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia : I don't want the cucumber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*everyone stares dumbly at it*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deborah : It's not cucumber, it's Avocado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia : What's that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : It's like a fruit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia : [not hearing me] Is it a Chicken? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[We all burst out laughing!] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studied with Janice, Ricky, Xin Rong and Chin Long. Then Janice left, and Melvin came, they felt that there wasn't enough space, so they went to sit outside, leaving Ricky and Me; cause he was teaching my Physics. Then SOMEHOW, MIRACULOUSLY, he convinced me to sit outside with all the guys [okay, i really needed his proficiency in physics.] So I went out to sit with the others, then Zhi Xuan came, and joined us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So picture this, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 guys and 1 girl studying in 2 table at the No Smoking area. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really uncomfortable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, I got to know them a whole lot better, my Physics improved a lot, like I was pretty amazed at myself, and one could tell at the look on Ricky's face, his ego increased by a 100 since he taught me most of it. So, YAY! today was pretty productive! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wish the moments I had today wouldn't end or be forgotten by anyone of them, gosh, I love my school mates so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-2599358541156088697?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2599358541156088697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2599358541156088697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/10/right-now-everyday-is-moving-really.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8111663396035246961</id><published>2009-10-05T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T23:17:43.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm really glad for O levels. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, i'm definitely not a sadistic or anything along that meaning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really thankful for O levels because , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) The bond between my school mates and myself is getting stronger! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) There aren't anymore cliques. [Except for the really childish ones] It's like everyone helps each other!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) I'm starting to love all my school friends! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) There is no such thing as unapproachable people, cool people or even nerds! Everyone talks to anyone now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) I love the stress and tension that I'm receiving from my peers [rarely happens] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) I finally feel focus and full of concentration. It's a really nice feeling (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) I love my seating mates! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8111663396035246961?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8111663396035246961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8111663396035246961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-im-really-glad-for-o-levels.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-2011217511457936960</id><published>2009-09-23T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:05:15.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time since i blogged.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my results ain't good. sighs, gotta mug like mad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wish me luck yeah?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the other hand, friend ships are getting much much better@ :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-2011217511457936960?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2011217511457936960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2011217511457936960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-time-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-1927843417776510132</id><published>2009-09-15T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:18:57.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, so last week has been a very long week. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday - School Study Camp Day 1. followed by Studying with Samantha Wong @ Whitesands macs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday - School study Camp Day 2. followed by Studying with Samantha Wong &amp;amp; Samuel Pang @ church. [quite fail though] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday - woke up @ 13oo, missed school. Went to Run and Swim with the guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday - Studied with Shakila @ Whitesands Macs. followed by Tuition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday - Visit my grandma's you-know-the-place-where-people-die-their-ashes-are-placed-there. then visited my great aunt. followed by hanging out @ Amanda Teo's house. PARTY! @Yiying's function room for Daniel Chia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday - U-Nite AAR. Sick. Studied with Samantha Wong in church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday - Led small group, Samantha Phua didn't come. Had GROUP 4 OUTING! @ Swensons. Clifton and 123 pounds didn't come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday [following monday] - Prelim; Social Studies and Math. Did the SBQ satisfyingly! Math, easier than Paper 1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday [today!] - Prelim; Chinese. hah, let's just move on! followed by borrowing books from the library, and then studying with Samantha Wong [a bit fail] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-1927843417776510132?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/1927843417776510132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/1927843417776510132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay-so-last-week-has-been-very-long.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-3075385928345270577</id><published>2009-09-07T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:37:07.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;C : You are really silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;L : Everyone loves you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;A : You like to drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;R : You are fucking crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I : You are great in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;C : You are really silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;E : You are a damn good kisser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;T : You're loyal to those who you love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;A : You like to drink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;N : You like to drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heh, I kinda agree with everything &lt;b&gt;EXCEPT&lt;/b&gt; I AND E. 1) I wouldn't know if i'm a damn good kisser cause I've never tried it before. 2) Erm, I think I'm good in bed in terms of sleeping; cause I can't wake up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I &lt;b&gt;whole heartedly&lt;/b&gt; agree with A and N! I mean, what a emphasize on the fact that I like to drink? :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: You like to drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B : You like people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C : You are really silly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D : You like to drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E : You are a damn good kisser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F : You are dead sexy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G : You never let people tell you what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;H : You have a very good personality and looks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I : You are great in bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J : People adore you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K : You're wild and crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L: Everyone loves you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M : You are great in bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N : You like to drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O : You are an awesome kisser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P : You are popular with all types of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q : You are a hypocrite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R : You are fucking crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S : You are easy to fall in love with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T : You're loyal to those you love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U : You really like to chill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;V : You are not judgmental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;W : You are very broad minded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;X : You never let people tell you what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y : Best g/f b/f anyone could ever ask for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Z : Always ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-3075385928345270577?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3075385928345270577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3075385928345270577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/09/c-you-are-really-silly.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-5240174003918655788</id><published>2009-09-07T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:00:39.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boring, school is very boring..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;studied with sam wong and samuel pang at white sands macs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was a fruitful one (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-5240174003918655788?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5240174003918655788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5240174003918655788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/09/boring-school-is-very-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8716018270095476851</id><published>2009-09-01T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:26:20.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From today onwards, I have decided not to share much during Life Group sessions. Because if my Life Group leaders can't respect what I ask or can't have the decency to shut up and not use my past situations to make it a joke and mock me, or be bloody hypocrites on their view of this Life Group when they themselves don't bother with their own, what's the point?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when I want to share, I have my trusty Life group members to share! I will like go one on one to share stuff with them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye-Bye! Life Group Leader. [Singular] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello! Life Group Members!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8716018270095476851?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8716018270095476851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8716018270095476851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-today-onwards-i-have-decided-not.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-1788492713683414993</id><published>2009-08-31T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T13:20:01.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>funny thing happened! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i woke up at 8, i thought today is sunday! so i panicked! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but thank God it's a silent panicked, or else, it would have been so embarrassing! oh gosh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and I didn't go school today :D heh. wanted to stay at home and study, so yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-1788492713683414993?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/1788492713683414993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/1788492713683414993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/08/funny-thing-happened-when-i-woke-up-at.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-3114905029242242777</id><published>2009-08-24T15:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T15:52:57.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a while since i've post I guess.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry is horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math is still wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese is a pain in the ass and a major disappointment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics has been stagnant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English is my shining light in the darkest room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POA is improving, i hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shan't even mention Humanities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-3114905029242242777?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3114905029242242777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3114905029242242777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/08/been-while-since-ive-post-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8783987661114031904</id><published>2009-08-18T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:55:49.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! yay! yay! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm doing well in math!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHEEE!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUPER HAPPY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope I can get a A2 OR A B3!! From a F9 score to a B3 score, I am perfectly satisfied!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, back to practicing more math! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8783987661114031904?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8783987661114031904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8783987661114031904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/08/yay-yay-yay-im-doing-well-in-math-wheee.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-2505054391031396873</id><published>2009-08-16T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:35:04.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was watching the show Pursuit of Happiness on friday at Daryl's house with the rest of the LG and the way the main character described his life is in sections. So I shall do the same for this post.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This part of my life is called Tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever felt so tired and sick of everything? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You just want to avoid talking to some people for no reason? Don't feeling like saying Hi to other people? Or even be friendly and cheerful? Cause that's what I'm feeling right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess, I'm just really really tired. Gosh, I really do hope that life gets better or else I'm really gonna be in this state for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-2505054391031396873?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2505054391031396873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2505054391031396873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-was-watching-show-pursuit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-611711515190201543</id><published>2009-08-15T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:56:05.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday Dad'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's my dad's birthday! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAY DAD!! &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, i would show you pictures from my phone but that's if i got around knowing how to transfer pictures in my phone, quite noob with phones, lol. Anyway, the cake is super nice!!! It's like fruits with sponge cake!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crap, I'm gonna get even fatter! ARGH!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-611711515190201543?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/611711515190201543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/611711515190201543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/08/todays-my-dads-birthday-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-7167199181480069962</id><published>2009-08-11T19:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:28:56.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My brother is a fucking imbecile. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's wholly unreasonable, without a single piece of brain and disgusting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's a bloody rogue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He should take good care of his fingers, whilst it's still attached. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bloody insolent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-7167199181480069962?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7167199181480069962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7167199181480069962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-brother-is-fucking-imbecile.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-3101970411396013639</id><published>2009-08-09T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T20:33:19.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday singpore'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY 44th BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BER!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so cool right? having the same birthday as the country, lol! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-3101970411396013639?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3101970411396013639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3101970411396013639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-44th-birthday-singapore-oh-and.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-6792466723590279929</id><published>2009-08-06T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:06:36.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today something cool happened!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got off the phone with a supplier, like a REAL supplier!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, my class is selling stuff instead of paying class funds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this are what my class are selling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&amp;amp;M Milk chocolates for $1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&amp;amp;M Nuts chocolates for $1 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fruitty Drink Strawberry for $1.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fruitty Drink Blueberry for $1.2 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so cool right?!?!?! haha, so if you want to help me, you can buy it too! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-6792466723590279929?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/6792466723590279929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/6792466723590279929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-something-cool-happened-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-7264592106874778908</id><published>2009-08-02T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:15:09.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awesome! one week is over!! and it's one more week nearer to the O levels! :D wheee.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, this week schedule :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday : Free/detention/studying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday : Tuition &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday : B.O.F Meeting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday : Nothing at the moment, cool! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday : Life Group at Yiying's house!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday : Meeting/Church &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday : Church the whole day!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-7264592106874778908?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7264592106874778908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7264592106874778908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/08/awesome-one-week-is-over-and-its-one.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-1074361350302283915</id><published>2009-07-31T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:01:03.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lg just ended and i'm so tired after this horrid and busy week. so yep! just a random update, i'm gonna watch the show : Why Why Love. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's gonna be my 3rd time watching it already.. lol, saw it on advertisement and felt like watching it again. lol, tomorrow's FOP! whee... I'm going to go with lg peeps! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, there are the agenda for tomorrow : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Group Tuition with Rachel for 4 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-LG lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Band One Fellowship Meeting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Dinner &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Festival Of Praise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-1074361350302283915?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/1074361350302283915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/1074361350302283915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/07/lg-just-ended-and-im-so-tired-after.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-5974300837424695282</id><published>2009-07-30T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:01:51.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear, I LOVE READING!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's so fun! okay, i think i sound like a geek, but i don't care. Reading : Midnighters by Scott Westerfold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-5974300837424695282?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5974300837424695282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5974300837424695282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-swear-i-love-reading-its-so-fun-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-3090496800274764361</id><published>2009-07-27T11:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:13:01.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a dark week-months'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Song I'm listening to now is :You Found Me by the Fray. Okay, don't ask me why i'm so random putting up this song. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I didn't go school today. This is what I intend to do for the rest of today Accordingly : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math : One paper -done!-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Principles of Account : 5 Questions of Sole Trader -done! however only 2 out of 5 is balanced ): - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English : One Comprehension Passage [it's time to procrastinate..] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Social Studies : Venice [it's time to procrastinate too.. ] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do finish all the work that I owe my teachers. -done!-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool huh? Wish me luck! And I finally know why I want to keep myself busy, so I don't have to feel the pain and suffering I am enduring at Home, Church, School Dm and Friends, this few months is going to be a pretty dark one for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, really, wish me luck (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-3090496800274764361?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3090496800274764361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3090496800274764361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-im-listening-to-now-is-you-found.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-7346797306241630593</id><published>2009-07-26T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:10:38.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another busy week.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seems like this week is gonna be another long and busy week, however, hope things get much much better! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday - Detention [for last week] / Studying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday - Tuition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday - Band 1 Fellowship Meeting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday - Studying [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;as for now, nothing is on!&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday - Life Group; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;should be at Rachel Ong's house! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday -&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt; FOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday - Church, lunch, hang out, meeting! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whee! everyday is busy! i want to pierce my ear this week, sighs.. gotta see when i am free :S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-7346797306241630593?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7346797306241630593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7346797306241630593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/07/seems-like-this-week-is-gonna-be.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-3206305989520281387</id><published>2009-07-24T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T00:07:04.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the week of my life.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is the longest, most hectic, tiresome, exhausting, busiest, and wholly devastating week in my life! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;practically everyday i have something on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday - Band 1 Fellowship Meeting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday - Jade's Pre-Birthday cum Girls Night out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday - O level Chinese Listening Comprehension followed by Tuition with Rachel. [Jade's Birthday]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday - Benji's Concert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday - Life Group [Rachel Ng's Birthday]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday - Tuition with Rachel, Hillsong's Concert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday - SGl meeting, Band 1 fellowship meeting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Appalling thing is, i haven't used the computer for the whole week and my itunes is spoilt, my blogger is spoilt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides the computer being spoilt, my FRIENDSHIPS are spoilt! yes, with a capital S. so many friendships are spoilt and ruin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has always been my nature to say what i feel like saying especially when i'm mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's to the person i wish very much to wrench your head off : "If you have manifold problems with me, why didn't you just tell me straight in my face? I would appreciate that so much better. Not that I take much pleasure in talking to you, but didn't you think that I would eventually find out? And that you would have to either be involved in a confrontation or endeavour pretending like nothing happened? I am doing you a huge favour by keeping your identity a secret, and not making it so vastly obvious like you did."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to another friend : "i'm sorry i wasn't there for you, please forgive me and do not silence yourself from me.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-3206305989520281387?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3206305989520281387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3206305989520281387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-longest-most-hectic-tiresome.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-406069441207254580</id><published>2009-07-16T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T14:13:10.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am utterly confused and indecisive right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-406069441207254580?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/406069441207254580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/406069441207254580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-utterly-confused-and-indecisive.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-2634094743540326035</id><published>2009-07-07T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:37:51.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GO FOR THE HOPE FESTIVAL!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SAW SHAKILA TODAY IN HER UNIFORM!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-2634094743540326035?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2634094743540326035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2634094743540326035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/07/go-for-hope-festival-i-saw-shakila.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-4363783369357410048</id><published>2009-06-29T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:26:02.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection of the school holidays'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, today is the end of the school holidays.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as according to what Barry said of Enjoy my holidays as much as I can and when school reopen, I study as hard as I can, I figured it'll be cool to do up a List of Things that I've done during the School Holidays, so here goes.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things I've done During the School Holidays : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Chinese O level paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 10 tuition sessions with Rachel Ng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Attended 3 days of Study Camp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Attended 2 camps! [Church camp and Media Camp]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Attended a Music Concert [FIRST TIME WITHOUT MY PARENTS!!!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 2 Birthday PARTIES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- WEDDING LUNCH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- wore a dress! twice! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Had a Baby Bash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Had Dinner with Samuel Pang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Went on a Date with Darling Rachel Lee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Had a Shopping and Lunch with Samantha Wong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Had a One-on-One lunch with Charlotte [thank you!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Bought flowers for Daniel Ng and Russell! [Russell is so cute!!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- [Supposedly] LG Outing : Badminton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Sharing Lunch with Amanda at IKEA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Bought my Brother's Birthday belated gift with Kyle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Broke up with Benji twice in 3 days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Got attached with Benji for 3 days before Breaking up with him. [lol]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- FELL IN LOVE WITH ODD NUMBERS! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;SMALL GROUP CAPTAIN'S BALL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-4363783369357410048?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/4363783369357410048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/4363783369357410048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-today-is-end-of-school-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-1683147084689145333</id><published>2009-06-27T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:19:10.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='replies on tagboard.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey girls! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the reply to your tag, cause it's gonna be really long to reply, lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Debbie : Aww.. wo ye xiang ni!! haha, love you! will be missing your '[who-ever] is so irritating!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachael : Right, I have received your indirect love thru the tag you left, but it would be really nice to not say it anymore please! Anyway, believe it or not, i'll miss you for the whole 2 months and you saying 'April, why you so retarded?' lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anne! : I'll miss you like busloads!! [bus bigger than truck right?] and don't give up until you're certain you want to and even if you do right, please tell me first ok? I don't want to hear it from anyone but you! [nobody, nobody but you..] haha, retarded a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deborah : yeah!! so cool, like the first time it's happening to me!! :D i will miss you tons! you can still accompany me by staying back in church!! and teach me more of the song yeah? love!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia : haha, i know, but it's normal for you right? lol. we should camwhore on her come again soon!!! :D and please, just ignore what debbie, april and rachael says about you ok? cause you're not! i love you!!! will miss you during the 2 months! love!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-1683147084689145333?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/1683147084689145333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/1683147084689145333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-girls-this-is-reply-to-your-tag.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-3229108586640276150</id><published>2009-06-21T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:54:06.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE MY SG GIRLS!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll miss you all during the 2 months! I'll be around, so maybe we can have lunch after small group or something yeah? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you next week for Captain's Ball! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-3229108586640276150?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3229108586640276150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3229108586640276150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-my-sg-girls-ill-miss-you-all.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-7398015098127730340</id><published>2009-06-20T23:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:56:07.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update on the 17 things to do before turning 17.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I NEED TO GO SHOPPING AT FOREVER 21 BEFORE THIS SATURDAY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here's an UPDATE on the 17 things I want to do before I turn 17! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;Things I want to do before i turn 17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;Go overseas without any of my parents.&lt;/s&gt; done on the 7/06/09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;2. Pass my Chinese O levels. [B4 at least] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;3. Pierce my belly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;4. &lt;s&gt;Dance performance @ Danz People.&lt;/s&gt; done on 13/06/09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;5. Pass each and every subject for O level. [must be at least B3] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;6. Highlight my hair Pink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;7. Go back to COSI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;8. &lt;s&gt;Cut my hair. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;done on 05/06/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;9. Decide which LG to join. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;10. &lt;s&gt;Be a responsible SGL. &lt;/s&gt;;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;according to ANNE. [iloveyou]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;11. Don't hold myself back for anything or anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;12. Clear all my debts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;13. Life Group Outing;with everyone there.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;14. &lt;s&gt;Having True Friends whom I can trust whole heartedly&lt;/s&gt; done on 16/06/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;15. Finish reading at least the New Testament. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;16. Be on time, or don't go. [from 21/05/09 onwards]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;17. Express my feelings to him, if i still have it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-7398015098127730340?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7398015098127730340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7398015098127730340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-to-go-shopping-at-forever-21.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-2486378203656366032</id><published>2009-06-19T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T14:43:42.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate getting into arguments with friends. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-2486378203656366032?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2486378203656366032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2486378203656366032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hate-getting-intoargumentswith.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-396724636601363267</id><published>2009-06-16T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:33:01.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a true friend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" True friends do not see us changing in ways that are harmful and keep silent. They are willing to be truthful because they care for us. Such friends are rare because it takes courage to speak the truth when doing so ricks our being misunderstood or rejected." -Paul J Wadell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After 6 days of holding it all together, I am finally able to pour it all out. Like the gates of my emotions finally broke free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What triggered it? ONE SMS. from a dearly loved one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I never expected something like that from him, it felt so surreal. I thought he was a really good friend, now, I know he is a true friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know what I'll do without him, but I'm really glad he's a part of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope he knows I'm talking about him when he reads it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-396724636601363267?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/396724636601363267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/396724636601363267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/06/true-friends-do-not-see-us-changing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-2749448889193219583</id><published>2009-06-13T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T01:45:06.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode'; font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. If your doctor told you TODAY that you were pregnant, what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;Are you serious?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you trust all of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you move to another state or country to be with the one you love?&lt;br /&gt;No, cause I would be loosing so much more like my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you believe that everything happens for a reason?&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Can you make a dollar in change right now?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which one of your friends do you think would make the best doctor?&lt;br /&gt;Samuel Cheah! [he got the 'how are you feeling today' look!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you afraid of falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Because it's a 2-way situation where you would never know what would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there someone who pops into your mind at random times?&lt;br /&gt;Yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's your most favorite scar?&lt;br /&gt;I only have one, but I hate it, so NO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When was the last time you flew in a plane?&lt;br /&gt;9th December 2008; COSI mission trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What did the last text message you sent say?&lt;br /&gt;No, they didn't sell. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What features do you find most attractive in the preferred sex?&lt;br /&gt;His height! &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" /&gt;, body built, humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Fill in the blank:&lt;br /&gt;Fill in the blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is a goal would you like to accomplish in the near future?&lt;br /&gt;Get less that 17 points for L1R5, Get my life back to normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you were to wake up from being in a coma for an extended time who would you call?&lt;br /&gt;The one friend who never gave up on me; if i still remember his number!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How many kids do you want to have?&lt;br /&gt;2 or 3. [that's if the 1st one goes through alright]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you make a good parent?&lt;br /&gt;I hope I will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Where was your profile picture taken? (xanga)&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a profile picture or a xanga account. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Whats your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Honestly, whats on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;Truly Grateful to my 3 friends who is on my side. [Amanda Teo, Kyle &amp;amp; Sheldon] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. If you could go back in time and change something, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;The whole of the G.R.A.C.E camp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who will be the maid of honour/ best man in your wedding??&lt;br /&gt;My best mates, whoever they are during the time of my wedding &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Righty or Lefty?&lt;br /&gt;Righty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Best place to eat?&lt;br /&gt;First thing I thought of was Jack's Place steak. &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/silly.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Favorite jeans?&lt;br /&gt;The ones I usually wear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Favorite animal?&lt;br /&gt;None. oh, FISH! they wont survive in air, lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Favorite juice?&lt;br /&gt;Apple! &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Have you had the chicken pox?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you had a sore throat?&lt;br /&gt;D-uh, many times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Ever had a bar fight?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Who knows you the best?&lt;br /&gt;God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Shoe size?&lt;br /&gt;9 or 10 &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/shy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you wear contact lenses or glasses?&lt;br /&gt;Neither, Perfect eyesight! &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Ever been in a fight with your pet?&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Been to Mexico?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Did you buy something today?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Did you get sick today?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you miss someone today?&lt;br /&gt;Not really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Did you get in a fight with someone today?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. When is the last time you had a massage?&lt;br /&gt;2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Last person to lay in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44 . Last person to see you cry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liang Zhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Who made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;My remorse guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What was the last TV show you watched.&lt;br /&gt;CSI on FX channel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What are your plans for the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Badminton, study, church service. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Who do you think will re-post this?&lt;br /&gt;No one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Who was the last person you hung out with?&lt;br /&gt;Kyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. If your significant other asked you to marry them TODAY what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, you're drunk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-2749448889193219583?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2749448889193219583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2749448889193219583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/06/1.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-6673722740168717009</id><published>2009-06-11T00:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T01:07:25.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9 hours after church camp.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;9 hours since church camp was OVER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I reached home and slept for like 3 hours, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is one camp that I will never forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I bunked with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Rachel Lee and Jazlyn.&lt;/span&gt; [aka the Bimbos] however, don't be deceived by them, I ended up feeling like the Bimbo especially during the last day when I was packing up, gosh, that was like the worst, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I HATE PACKING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO RACHEL LEE AND JAZLYN SEET FOR SUCCESSFULLY WAKING ME UP FOR ALL 4 DAYS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;yep, they managed to wake me up, and trust me, it's never easy waking me up unless I wake up on my own. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Through this camp, I got to know &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Debbie and Lydia&lt;/span&gt; better!!! :D from them, I learnt and urge other people not to stereotype people just by judging their outer appearance, cause what really matters is the inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh, oh, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LEARNT HOW TO PLAY BRIDGE!!!! :D :D &lt;/span&gt;I think I'm the worst student, cause I had like 3 'instructors' teaching me, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Kyle, Liang Jie and Samuel Pang&lt;/span&gt;, I think they could have vomit blood if it was just one person teaching me. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I made quite a few new friends, though I feel like I regret making friends with them, cause I guess they weren't exactly really good influence to me, or like vice versa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Besides making more friends, I kinda got to know my relatives better, like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Aunt Pauline&lt;/span&gt;, whom I rarely talk to, I got to know her much better thru the workshop by Pastor Kai Min. Which is kinda cool, cause I don't think I would ever get the chance to do that on a normal sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;During this camp, I made quite a lot of huge mistakes, and from that situation, I realized who my real friends really are, The ones that didn't give up on me and actually listen to me explain myself. Also, I realized that friends whom I thought I could trust, just turn their back on me. I felt so chagrin in them, cause they just turn their back on me and stayed away from me as if I had leper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sadly, during this camp, I haven't been able to hang out with much of my friends, Sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you Lord, for giving me so much experiences and encounters in these 4 days, and Thank you for showing me who my real friends are. Thank you so much Lord, and I'm sorry for the things that I've done wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-6673722740168717009?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/6673722740168717009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/6673722740168717009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/06/9-hours-since-church-camp-was-over-i.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8667636581908621408</id><published>2009-06-07T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:30:00.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9 more hours till church camp'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>9 more hours till CHURCH CAMP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8667636581908621408?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8667636581908621408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8667636581908621408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/06/9-more-hours-till-church-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-7774558999196635701</id><published>2009-06-07T01:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:24:38.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ricky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the person who changed my perspective in friendship'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know this is super random, but there are 2 things you must know about me before you read this post. 1. I'm a person that is hard for anyone to change my perspective. 2. I rarely type this kind of stuff out, I find it too cheesy or too corny to be said, but there you go : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I LOVE ALL MY FRIENDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;never will I ever stop loving my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;what made me write this post? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have this friend, his name is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;RICKY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. And only today did I realize how much I love him. [as a friend] I think, he is my first guy friend from school I have ever loved, and I've only know him since sec 3. He really made me think twice when I say 'School Friends Never Last'. I really appreciate him for being in my life, and Thank you Lord, for having Ricky in my life. And the funny thing, it's that I can share anything and everything with him. Oh, and he's not the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nerdy/stealthy/geeky/loser kind of person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. He is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cool, joker, people person and someone people listen to with no hard feelings or what-so-ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sometimes I totally wonder, why does he bother talking to me and all when he has like other cooler friends in school, and I guess, he's just a really good and nice guy. Perhaps, he's my first Best Friend in school. Right now as I'm typing this post, I'm filled with zest to know how the rest of this year will be how it'll be next year, when he goes to Poly and I to Jc. I don't think I will ever forget you or what you've done for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Because of him, I realize the importance of friendship that I have always taken for granted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thank You Lord, for having place him in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-7774558999196635701?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7774558999196635701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7774558999196635701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-know-this-is-super-random-but-there.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-2676417866300379740</id><published>2009-06-05T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T01:53:04.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CUT MY HAIR!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, it's bangs.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it kinda look weird on me, but oh well, i don't really care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I JUST NEED A CHANGE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-2676417866300379740?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2676417866300379740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2676417866300379740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cut-my-hair-okay-its-bangs.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-9125238585111478499</id><published>2009-06-04T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T01:53:31.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a personal milestone'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>from today, 04/06/09, onwards, I am gonna make my own decisions. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will not let anyone to fucking tell me whether I should do this or that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my life, and I will be responsible for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will definitely not let anyone influence me, persuade me, or even threaten me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[I swear, the idiot who would threaten me is out of their mind.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-9125238585111478499?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/9125238585111478499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/9125238585111478499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/06/from-today-040609-onwards-i-am-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-3168617526462198250</id><published>2009-06-01T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:55:54.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese o level paper'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHINESE O'S IS OVER!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am aiming for a B4 and once I get that, I do not want to retake it anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, as long as I can pass, I am not gonna retake it at all. So yeah, there you go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I did quite alright for Paper 1, yes, all thanks for Kyle for teaching my the no wind no wave techniques. so, THANK YOU! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the contrary, I felt that Paper 2 was quite a challenge, like the comprehension part was super wth.. It was all major inferring questions, like gee.. I can infer chinese characters.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm just glad it's over, I have just gotta look forward for my Chinese Listening Comprehension, [which sucks] and my Oral. So yeah, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-3168617526462198250?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3168617526462198250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3168617526462198250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/06/chinese-os-is-over-i-am-aiming-for-b4.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-3886397600371368477</id><published>2009-05-26T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:02:44.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am going bonkers any time soon. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have my chinese o level paper in like 5 days time and i'm not even prepared for it and here i am planning a birthday gift/surprised and a lg canoeing trip, like wtf? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And everyone is so bloody hard to please, one person don't want this, another person don't want that and i have to do all the changes like how am i supposed to juggle it all? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then Shaun ask me to plan a lg outing and give him the details by thursday which is impossible because the people in my lg takes like 1 bloody week just to reply me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one is giving me a hand at all and i'm supposed to handle it myself, i can't even get my life in control and everyone is telling me to do this and that, like what am i supposed to do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying really hard to get it all together and like at least give an impression that i got it all together but it's so tough, it's so demanding and time consuming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really mentally breaking apart and physically breaking down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-3886397600371368477?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3886397600371368477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3886397600371368477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-going-bonkers-any-time-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-3789257852749808736</id><published>2009-05-22T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T18:23:45.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm going crazy, seriously. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna end up a stealthy, introvert person at the end of this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-3789257852749808736?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3789257852749808736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3789257852749808736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-going-crazy-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-5203803577373242337</id><published>2009-05-21T15:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:50:16.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i want to do before i turn 17'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is really random, but I love the number 17. it's not my favourite number, but it's an odd number and there's a magazine called Seventeen, therefore, one of the reasons why I love this number. this year I'm turning 17 at the end of the year, and I've made up a list about what I'm going to do before I officially turn 17 years old :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Things I want to do before i turn 17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;1. Go overseas without any of my parents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;2. Pass my Chinese O levels. [B4 at least] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;3. Pierce my belly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;4. Dance performance @ Danz People. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;5. Pass each and every subject for O level. [must be at least B3] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;6. Highlight my hair Pink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;7. Go back to COSI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;8. &lt;s&gt;Cut my hair. &lt;/s&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;done on 05/06/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;9. Decide which LG to join. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;10. &lt;s&gt;Be a responsible SGL. &lt;/s&gt; ;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;according to ANNE. [iloveyou]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;11. Don't hold myself back for anything or anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;12. Clear all my debts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;13. Life Group Outing;with everyone there.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;14. Having True Friends whom I can trust whole heartedly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;15. Finish reading at least the New Testament. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;16. Be on time, or don't go. [from 21/05/09 onwards]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;17. Express my feelings to him, if i still have it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-5203803577373242337?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5203803577373242337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5203803577373242337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-really-random-but-i-love-number.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-943030010467750168</id><published>2009-05-13T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:10:01.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week is common test week, argh!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had math paper today, feel lethargic the whole day after the paper, like my whole mood was destroyed. tomorrow I'm having Chemistry and Physics paper and my Chem teacher have like super high hopes for all of us, and I don't want to disappoint him.. sighs.. Good luck for me man.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-943030010467750168?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/943030010467750168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/943030010467750168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-week-is-common-test-week-argh-had.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-3558072017578680120</id><published>2009-04-27T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:06:04.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow's my first paper and the start of my exams. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow it's English paper and as usual, I want to get over it asap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess right now after going thru this kind of scenario for 4 years, I don't really give much a damn to my English, Chinese and Math papers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not that I have a super high self esteem or ego or anything else for the matter, I just want to quickly get over it, like asap!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so bored of secondary school life, I can't wait to get into JC! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-3558072017578680120?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3558072017578680120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3558072017578680120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/04/tomorrows-my-first-paper-and-start-of.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-6549516223610805504</id><published>2009-04-22T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:24:56.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HATE MONEY'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, good news. my phone is found. [so if you didn't know, my phone was lost for like 3 days.] but I haven't gone to get it back yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad news, this is gonna be my slogan. Loathing Money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, i hate money. and yes, i whole heartedly agree that Money is the bloody root to all evil. Stupid money. I bet the world would be a better place if we still have the butter trade system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh! screw the guy who created/invented/suggested money. Thank God you're dead.argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i've finally paid off my O level fees, a whole new string of bills comes flooding in. my dad's electricity bill, his taxi's bill, phone bill, class fees, etc. need i go more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must the world revolved around money?&lt;br /&gt;if only Singapore is a 'free-world' country, i swear, i would be the first to start a protest or petition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-6549516223610805504?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/6549516223610805504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/6549516223610805504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-good-news.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8952375615488477091</id><published>2009-03-18T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:19:37.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM SO PISSED OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with who? JAZLYN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even want to explain myself, but she's just so annoying!!! OHMYGOSH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate her! seriously, who the hell just ditch someone and then avoid all phone calls and then just dont reply anything? IRRITATING PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8952375615488477091?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8952375615488477091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8952375615488477091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-so-pissed-off-and-with-who-jazlyn.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-7383886996450028092</id><published>2009-02-24T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:35:55.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had dinner with my family last night at Dozo!! 7 course meal that cost each person $60++ it was superb! and a really good experience. Sadly, it's not somewhere i can go all the time, if not, i wouldn't mind at all. gosh, it was so so so good. Pictures will be up soon! :D &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-7383886996450028092?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7383886996450028092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7383886996450028092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/02/had-dinner-with-my-family-last-night-at.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-3969397489666943512</id><published>2009-02-12T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:00:11.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's the 3rd day [straight in a row] of not going school. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this morning was really bad with all the sweating of cold sweat and my nose felt like dropping out and my cough was horrible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but hopefully i'll be able to attend school tomorrow. it'll be like my personal record, going school twice a week! woots! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-3969397489666943512?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3969397489666943512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3969397489666943512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/02/todays-3rd-day-straight-in-row-of-not.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-6701787736832970856</id><published>2009-02-11T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T17:30:25.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is gonna be a long post. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was reading Job Chapter 18, 19 and 20 last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chapter 18, Bildad : The Wicked Are Punished &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from verse 4, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You who tear yourself in anger, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall the earth be forsaken for you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or shall the rock be removed from its place? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;verse 5, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The light of the wicked indeed goes out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the flame of his fire does not shine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;verse 6, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The light is dark in his tent, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And his lamp beside him is put out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;verse 7, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The steps of his strength are shortened,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And his own counsel casts him down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;verse 8, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For he is cast into a net by his own feet, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he walks into a snare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;verse 9, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The net takes &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; by the heel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; a snare lays hold of him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found it interesting that this few verses would make such a huge encouragement to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This month, hasn't been a good one. It's only the 2nd month of the year and yet already so many things have been done that has caused me to be emotionally and spiritually hurt. And i've only shared it with Rachel, or rather, only Rachel knows the full story. And she's been really there for me. Thank you Lord for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started reading those verses as words, like it made no sense, it just went in my ear and out the other end. Then i stop, and re-read it. I didn't know why, but i just did it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it started to make a lot of sense. That when Marcus said that the book of Job is there to comfort us [okay, not exact words,but yeah..] it's completely true. I can completely relate to verse 4 because of the constant msges that I received all the time. I am constantly filled with rage and anger when I finish reading it and I will feel completely lost and chagrin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, why did God allow this to happen. It makes no sense. And Rachel told me that '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They are Disturbed, they are Empty, they have anger malice and no one is there to help them set it right. These are people God loves too.&lt;/span&gt;' I realize i have never thought of it that way before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT, today, i received another msg. I made a short prayer that I will not be angered after reading that message. Which I didn't. And I thought of the verse that I read yesterday, '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The light of the wicked indeed goes out, And the flame of his fire does not shine.&lt;/span&gt;' and it comforts me so much to know that the wicked doesn't just walk out without without any punishment. [okay, i know, i'm a very revengeful person. you have no idea how many bad thoughts i had in my mind when i read those msges] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The net takes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; by the heel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; a snare lays hold of him.&lt;/span&gt;' yeah, this verse makes me feel so much better. :) I'm sorry, I can't help it, I feel satisfied that the person will get his punishment that is awaiting for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you so much Rachel, for being here for me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-6701787736832970856?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/6701787736832970856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/6701787736832970856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-gonna-be-long-post.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-2030364671282315248</id><published>2009-02-06T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:04:19.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT'S FRIDAY!!!!!! TGIF! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had chinese remedial today after school, can you believe it? Me clarice, going for chinese remedial. well, yeah, i did. and today was composition and we were supposed to write about 300 characters which obviously i didn't. but i think i did about 100-150 characters or maybe more! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went home right after that and went to pick up my stuff to swim!!! yeah, it was a really good weather and i sun tan after that though the sun wasn't fantastic. oh well.. but on the bright, there was a really good looking guy in the pool today! :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to macs to eat [alone :(] and saw debbie! haha, she cut her hair and look really different, she was really funny when she was showing the difference in her hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then took a train from tampines to pasir ris and meet up with ken, leon and jazlyn for dinner and catch up. though i didn't eat, just ken, leon and jazlyn. the catching up was nothing either. cause all they talked was about their trackers. oh well, it was a bit waste of time, but a really long day which i haven't enjoyed for a long time. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-2030364671282315248?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2030364671282315248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2030364671282315248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-friday-tgif-i-had-chinese-remedial.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8090562768022272032</id><published>2009-01-27T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:58:57.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had group 10 outing yesterday!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this time all of us could make it except for Lucas, AGAIN!!!! we were all so disappointed. sighs.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to the Airport and had Popeye for lunch at terminal 3. it was quite a last min decision cause Chandini's leaving on the 16th of February and won't be able to join for any future Group 10 outing, hence, the lunch. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the whole lunch was quite interesting though it wasn't as fun as it was in the previous outing. after lunch, quite a few left, leaving behind, Amanda, Ashley, Clarissa, Chandini, Evan, Kelyn, Marco and i. So we took a sky train to terminal one cause Evan wanted and found that there was nothing there so we went to terminal two to eat ice-cream at swensons. So we had a 'tour' around the Airport which is quite amusing cause airport is like one of the place no one have tours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chandini and Clarissa shared an Apple Crumble, Amanda had a total Chocolate ice-cream [super sinful], Marco had a topless 5 [five different flavour ice-cream with no toppings] and i had a Cookie Summit. While, Evan, Ashley and Kelyn went off their seperate ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the day, i can't wait for another Group 10 outing, although it wouldn't be complete with Chandini all the way at Brisbane :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so gonna miss her like nuts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8090562768022272032?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8090562768022272032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8090562768022272032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/01/had-group-10-outing-yesterday-this-time.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-5311982714898896109</id><published>2009-01-06T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T20:35:05.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is RANTING TIME! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shan't name who i'm ranting about but if you know that i'm talking about you, well, CONGRATULATIONS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;firstly, i'm really hoping that i don't like you. i mean, you can be such as asshole at like most of the time!! you know when someone says that 'she feels like she has a hole in her heart or felt her heart drop' yeah, i finally know what it means, cause whenever you say something like 'i'm leaving now.' suddenly or whatever my heart really feels like there's a hole in it or like it dropped a few cm lower. and i feel super gross out that i am actually having this kind of feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;secondly, i can't understand you anymore. it seems like what we did before, we can never do it again. i mean, it feels like you're so uncomfortable with me and stuff and i don't understand why you feel that way. and my friend said that you're like a flirt or something cause you only do things when no one is around to judge you or something and i'm considering that maybe it's true. why are you like that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thirdly, i will do my best to not talk to you and only say hi unless you start a conversation with me first, and if it doesn't happen, then yay! i know that you're really uncomfortable being my friend that you can't even talk to me face to face. you are a horrible friend, and right now, i think it's a mistake to talk to you and be your friend. Do you know if i'm talking about you now? :) cause if you do, GOOD FOR YOU! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-5311982714898896109?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5311982714898896109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5311982714898896109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-ranting-time-i-shant-name-who.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8871334595606371290</id><published>2008-12-31T15:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T16:00:41.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had small group outing yesterday!!! :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, according to Rachel the most successful group outing so far in the year and i totally agree to it! Everyone was there except sam png :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had dinner at new york new york and ALL of us were in a dress with exception of sam wong and jazlyn who were in a skirt. so yeah, at least they were in a skirt. Marco came later to join us but quite disappointing, cause he wore neither a skirt nor a dress :/ oh well, after that we walk a long distance to the toilet and went dress shopping at hula&amp;amp;co. saw a really nice dress, i think i'm gonna buy it later!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so that's what happened yesterday for our small group outing! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for later, i'm gonna meet Shakila at White Sands to shop for a pink/purple dress for Grace's wedding held tomorrow. So yeah, these few days i feel extremely girlish!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR 2009!!! Hopefully everything will be much more interesting as compared to this year! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so gonna write down my New Year Resolution later with Shakila!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8871334595606371290?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8871334595606371290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8871334595606371290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/12/had-small-group-outing-yesterday-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-504601889651415172</id><published>2008-12-22T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T21:34:47.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOFU AND CAMP LAH WAS FUN!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, and yeah, it was a 80% fun and 20% Godly stuff. i think i really enjoyed myself in camp despite a total body ache and loosing my voice which now i am still trying hard to get it back! through this camp i really learnt to lean onto God for help and to make decisions. I guess being a group leader is really fun and new but very independent. i'm so glad that i got a chance to experience what it is like being a group leader. Also, i think my patience increased like a 100% lah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and I LOVE MY GROUP! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GROUP 10 ROCKS!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, i wouldn't trade my group for any other group man.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yep, this camp helped me out a lot, physically, mentally, spiritually and with my patience too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-504601889651415172?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/504601889651415172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/504601889651415172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/12/tofu-and-camp-lah-was-fun-haha-and-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-5869783542818567803</id><published>2008-12-10T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:34:24.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i have high fever today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of all days, today! best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i wanna thank people now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ken, Leon, Samantha Png, Jazlyn, Samantha Wong, Amanda, Shakila, Alicia, My brother[who came with me -.-] for celebrating and singing a birthday song for me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ken and Leon for being the informers and handing me the first part to my present. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Samantha Png, Jazlyn, Samantha Wong, Amanda, Shakila, Alicia for hiding in a cramp room to 'surprise' me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jazlyn, Samantha Wong, Amanda, Alicia, Shakila, Delane, Ken, Leon, Liang Zhi and Samuel Pang for baking the cake! [i still can't imagine all of you guys doing it together.] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of the people i said, David, Rachel ong, Yiying, Kyle and Daniel Chia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!! i love each and everyone of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess, my 16th birthday is the coolest and sickest one out of the rest. :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-5869783542818567803?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5869783542818567803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5869783542818567803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay-happy-birthday-to-me-and-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-2456425323547410815</id><published>2008-12-09T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:32:00.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss Cambodia. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss COSI. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss Aley, Alen, Linna, Polleang, Bopha, Sasa, Ya, Bophan[gangster], Leak, So cheat, Pisey, Ren/Rain, Mark, Brann, Bun, Heng, Jack, Kinar and many more people whom i can't remember your names..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for making my time in COSI so enjoyable, fun, exciting and teary. I love you all and I can't wait to come back again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things you will love in COSI: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-the weather; it's never hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-the sun set; you can never see it in Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-the stars; i actually saw more than 8 stars when i climbed up the water tank at night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-the people! [no word can describe how they are, they are extremely nice] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things you will hate in COSI:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-LEAVING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cried when i was leaving COSI like about 1 small bottle of water can be filled. literally. it was the saddest thing to do. And some of the girls cried too. Everyday we would play Captains Ball at 4 o'clock and it would be a mixed group of guys and girls. Unlike Singapore, they don't play for scores but rather for fun. Where everyone would have fun and i swear, they are the friendliest people i have ever met. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the 7 days trip in COSI is the best thing that has ever happen to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sat on a bullock cart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sat on a lorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i played Captain's ball for 2 hours almost everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i climbed the water tank 4 times. [1 as a group, 2nd time at night with a guy, 3rd with Aley and all and 4th alone to take pictures.] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sat in a 18 seater bus filled with 30 people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i met the best people in the whole wide world and i miss them every second even right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there are much more to say but if i were to describe my experience in one sentence, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WILL NEVER TRADE MY 7 DAYS FOR ANYTHING ELSE IN THE WORLD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEVER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-2456425323547410815?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2456425323547410815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2456425323547410815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-miss-cambodia.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8316357350458954807</id><published>2008-12-02T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:22:44.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i made a huge mistake.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;again. as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clarice must learn how to be ignorant to people. stop talking randomly to people you don't know. even if that person is super nice or super quiet or super lonely or whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because it always leads to bad endings. such as; strangers, acquaintance, or even just passer by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that is extremely bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;solution? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just stick to the friends that i have. unless of course that person approach me first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope i learn my lesson fast, or i'll suffer the consequences even more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a brighter note, i'll be away from Singapore for 7 days from tomorrow, so see you al on the 9th/10th December!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love loads! from Cambodia :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8316357350458954807?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8316357350458954807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8316357350458954807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-made-huge-mistake.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-2865594859959752768</id><published>2008-11-28T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:04:24.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cut my hair today!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, it's been an long time i last cut my hair, and i'm totally in love with my fringe. though my parents hate it which isn't surprising. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, tomorrow's powerpoint!! and i'm totally looking forward to it, it's been a long time since the last powerpoint and tomorrow's sgl training, i don't know whether to be excited or nervous. Though i'm sort of looking forward to it. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah, today's my off day and man.. i feel so holiday mood, i guess it's hard to feel like i'm having a holiday when i work almost everyday, so yeah, i went down town in the late afternoon and had a Blizzard!!! [yum!] after that went down to Borders and saw Colleen, we were both quite shock to see each other, lol, talked for a while then i went to read a book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so that was how i spent my off day, quite sad, but i did have a good dinner with my mum and awesome friends to keep me company through smsing! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-2865594859959752768?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2865594859959752768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2865594859959752768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-cut-my-hair-today-haha-its-been-long.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-1814929289678713414</id><published>2008-11-16T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:24:00.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh gosh, i just realised i haven't touch the computer for like the longest time ever!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, anyway, today's a sunday and i totally enjoyed myself. and the sermon today was quite cool i mean, yeah, she spent so much time on the NIV version and the NASB version just to say that one has an 'and' and the other has a ';' but still, it's a long time since a sermon like this.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, these few weeks it's all about john wesley this, john wesley that, i mean, don't get me wrong or anything. i mean, i respect him and like kudos to him for actually being the founder of the Methodist but William Tyndale is so much cooler! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like, hello? he's the one that translated the Bible to English and if not for him, there wouldn't even be a John Wesley and like i have never heard his name in a single sermon until today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, Thank you Lord for William Tyndale! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Update on work : Manager suck to the core, considering to quit. [considering the fact that everyone is telling me to quit after hearing how i'm being paid.] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-1814929289678713414?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/1814929289678713414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/1814929289678713414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-gosh-i-just-realised-i-havent-touch.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-5826513567529638711</id><published>2008-11-02T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:20:54.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had 2 injections today!!! how cool is that?! i even got a cert!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the last time i had 2 injections was like in primary 6! lol, it feels so long ago, but anyway, i feel so proud of myself for taking to jabs i mean, if i remembered correctly, i cried like nobody's business when i took the jabs in primary 6 so yeah, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, my right arm has started to ache, i hope it'll be fine by tomorrow cause i'm working!! ARGH!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll either like drop a whole lot more watermelon juice or i'll break more glasses or i'll drop soup all over the place. sian.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yeah, so gonna pray hard that both my arm won't ache tomorrow man.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR O LEVEL SS PAPER!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-5826513567529638711?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5826513567529638711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5826513567529638711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-had-2-injections-today-how-cool-is.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-1386543803956026327</id><published>2008-10-30T00:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T00:43:04.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had caroling practice today and i've been looking forward for it since like they first 'advertised' it!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, though today was the first practice and it's been 3 years since the last caroling practice, singing the songs reminds me of what Dawn said 3 years ago about the pronunciation, pausing and girls solo/combine. it feels like deja vu! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just that this year there are like many many more guitarist and vivien is playing the guitar!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jia you vivien!! you can do it! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;working status : fun [talking to everyone except the senior waitress] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ready to blow my top off [thinking, seeing and talking about/to the senior waitress] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-1386543803956026327?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/1386543803956026327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/1386543803956026327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/10/hadcarolingpractice-today-and-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-2350314917658694088</id><published>2008-10-26T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T18:45:38.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to scream!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't believe i actually confide in you all my secrets, well, most of my secrets, but whatthehell?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you actually considered telling him about 'e' just cause i freaking suan him for like one time in the whole day?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, what the shit is wrong with you?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just cause he didn't suan me means i can't suan him? oh, so i'm just suppose to wait for the day where he shoots and suan me like 5 times in a row then i'm allowed to suan him???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go ahead and tell him if you must, sides, i've already gotten over it and it won't affect me anymore. and you know what? your best friend can suan me as much as he wants and i won't be affected cause i know of a way to make him stop without even suanning him back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-2350314917658694088?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2350314917658694088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2350314917658694088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-need-to-scream-i-cant-believe-i.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8678047934155703310</id><published>2008-10-23T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:05:28.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on monday, 20/10/08,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;michael came to jack's place!! okay, he didn't work he just came to visit for like 5 mins then he went off, lol, probably to see his girlfriend but anyway, it was so cool! cause it was like impromptu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on tuesday, 21/10/08, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was working 2 shifts and at night, jacko and her parents were dining at jack's place for dinner and they were all extremely shock to see me, lol, vice versa. after that, like 15 minutes later, i saw jonathon [the 19 years old] with his sis and mum entered jack's place to have dinner and celebrate his birthday! how cool is that?! 2 church people i see in one night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on wednesday, 22/10/08, today, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had only one shift, at night. and i saw daniel chia and his mum!!! i mean, i didn't see them at first cause i was clearing up the table and stuff, but it's so awesome! it totally made my night! and daniel chia's mum is sort of a regular customer there, i mean, this is my third time seeing her and she's so nice!!!! haha, this week totally rock! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tomorrow, i have an off day!! which of course i'm gonna spend it with the others celebrating liang zhi's birthday! lol, i didn't expect this week to be so happening! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LORD, THANK YOU SO MUCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8678047934155703310?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8678047934155703310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8678047934155703310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-monday-201008-michael-came-to-jacks.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8484817970785696417</id><published>2008-10-19T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:51:53.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMIGOSH!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GORDON CAME TO CHURCH TODAY!!!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like totally appalled and very happy to see him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was like an awesome day cause i got to see Gordon and Matthew and they are like not coming back next week. Gordon has to wait till he finishes his O levels and Matthew has to wait till he enters NS then he'll come to church continuously! can't wait for that day to come =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR O LEVELS! TO ALL TAKING O LEVELS TOMORROW! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, though there was an extremely sad thing that happen today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's this friend, not too sure whether i can consider him as a friend or not, every time he gives me reason to detest him and hate him. i don't understand him and today, he judged me and stereo typed me as one of those people he thinks i try to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, if he used to think that way when he was my age, than that's his problem. i mean, doesn't mean that he used to think that way, i have to right? it's no wonder why i avoid everyone one of the guys his age. cause none of them are ever nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after all, most guys are all insensitive, how can they ever be nice? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unless they are like jeryl yeo! lol, he's so darn nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8484817970785696417?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8484817970785696417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8484817970785696417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/10/ohmigosh-gordon-came-to-church-today-d.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-3653442749406000377</id><published>2008-10-18T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T00:08:35.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the worst day of my working life. and i would swear if i could. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what happen? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i spilled two glass of watermelon juice on a customer!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like whatthefuck?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i seriously screwed up the whole night. like nobody's business and i looked and felt so guilty that my manager thought i looked tired and allowed me to leave at 9pm. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a total shit ass day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-3653442749406000377?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3653442749406000377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3653442749406000377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-worst-day-of-my-working-life.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-3087584519241226743</id><published>2008-10-16T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:55:06.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a horrible dream, well, it's a nightmare. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dreamt that i couldn't make it for sec 5 and that i cried a bit and then resign to the fact that I'm going to ite. and that everyone else manage to get into sec 5 except for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Extremely shitty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then i woke up at 11:40, late for work. so yeah, REALLY EXTREMELY SHITTY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, during work today wasn't so bad, i made a few more friends or rather, for some, made better friends so yeah, it's pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but back to square one. Wrist aching and feet in the midst of breaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and i saw Daniel Chia mum today, haha, she was pretty surprised to see me. and looking forward to see Matthew!!!! and Kang wei. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-3087584519241226743?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3087584519241226743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3087584519241226743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-had-horrible-dream-well-its-nightmare.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-7210945370627178995</id><published>2008-10-15T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:35:13.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently, the dark rings around my eyes are getting darker and i look like i've been deprived of sleep for days, lol.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm getting really tired these days and i hope with all my heart that i don't fall sick, cause that would be totally meaningless cause i earn the money, and i spend the money that i earn faster than i earn it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, yeah, the guy is gone. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today wasn't that bad but i hope tomorrow will be better. i totally need to learn how to read horrible handwritings man.. it's worse that the doctors!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-7210945370627178995?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7210945370627178995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7210945370627178995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/10/recently-dark-rings-around-my-eyes-are.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-871584906393835907</id><published>2008-10-12T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:14:18.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Michael, aka, the gentlemen guy, is not working anymore! he's last day was on the 11/10/08.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i did the most drastic thing ever in my entire life which i had no idea i managed to do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, i shall make it clear first that i don't like him. but he's so nice to me and he's the nicest to me there, where i'm working. everyone there is so freaking hostile and 3/4 don't speak english!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, i'm really screwed. i guess that's why i cried so i never felt so lost in my entire life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and today i went for the mission trip training, again i felt so alone. cause i'm going to cambodia with my family and to start of, i'm not very close with my family and amanda lai and daphne will be going and there will also be another family going, but it's like they are all in the same cell group, thus being close and i can't relate to amanda or daphne, i feel like some extra shit-ass person down there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i can't even drop out of the mission trip cause my mum says &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's too late. &lt;/span&gt;whatthefrick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-871584906393835907?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/871584906393835907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/871584906393835907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/10/michael-aka-gentlemen-guy-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8270855080722111899</id><published>2008-10-09T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:26:19.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's my second day, and it felt like i've worked for two months already. the time pass by so so slowly and the workload seem to increase like nobody's business!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow, day 3 of work, i'm gonna be working from 12-4 then 6-10. yeah, like what the heck?! it's only my third day! today i got screamed by the lady like a lot more times, even half the people in the kitchen looked over. and i think i looked like i was totally demoralized cause the guy and the other lady asked me if i was alright. lol, i had to say yes no matter what anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, tomorrow i have to do much better!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope my friend can  join me and work so at least i can talk to some one else other than that guy and maybe i have lesser load of work to do :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, it seems like every time i do those extra stuff, everyone else is seated eating or using the phone and stuff. seems quite shitty for me. oh well, i guess i gotta learn everything from the bottom. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh, and i'm crossing my fingers that the guy will come tomorrow and not have an off day cause it's the longest day and i really need someone to talk too!!! &lt;/span&gt;Lord, help me please! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clarice, you must not give up!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8270855080722111899?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8270855080722111899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8270855080722111899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/10/todays-my-second-day-and-it-felt-like.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-5538359677984131438</id><published>2008-10-08T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:37:36.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was the first day i worked. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and here are the results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ankles literally feel like popping out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-wrist ache a lot from the tray. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-right foot having a blister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-dropped an garlic bread today. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-got nagged by a lady like three times for setting the cloth on the table too slow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-got a huge helping hand by a guy who works there. [he's damn strong lah.. and he's like 2-3 years older than me?] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, today i was supposed to work from 11-3, ended up working from 11-6 cause they were short of staff. i think today is like one of the super tiring days of my life. and the shoes i was wearing did not help at all. not one bit. i ended up having a blister!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the staff there were pretty nice. there were 5 waiters including me and excluding the managers. and everyone was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; serious.. but after the lunch period, i got to know them much better, yeah, they weren't as snappy or hostile when they were busy. so during dinner time i had to set candles on the table and i couldn't carry the tray cause it was damn heavy, so this guy who was a part-timer like me, carried the whole tray for me!! and yeah, he's damn funny, strong and super gentlemen-like when you least expect it. yeah, when i was introduced to him, he was the only one that shook hands with me! the rest were like cannot be bothered or like just super relieved that there were help. yeah, in short, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he's the nicest/most gentlemen guy i've ever seen. i mean, have you seen the guys in church?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-5538359677984131438?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5538359677984131438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5538359677984131438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-was-first-day-i-worked.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-3289345199681246269</id><published>2008-10-07T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:33:17.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee!!!! N LEVELS ARE OVER!!!!!!!!!! =D &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, i'll try not to rub it in for those who are still having examinations, but, I HAVE NO MORE PAPERS!!! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heehee, anyway, i did my hair today, but i didn't bleach it, so the colour is like not very obvious but i did it anyway, and poa paper one was simple. yeah, i guess i could say it's simple cause i could do like majority of the questions! =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tomorrow i start work, i'm having major butterflies in my stomach and i'm hoping the people there are not hostile but very friendly. it's so scary, i don't know anyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, in primary school, it's like the whole batch of people in the class don't know everyone but for this situation, everyone knows everyone except for me!!! i feel like i'm going to a foreign place. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, for those who are still having papers or yet to have their papers, ALL THE BEST! YOU CAN DO IT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thank you jazlyn and barry for helping me with my poa, especially jazlyn for tolerating my nonsense :P and thank you sheldon and jacko for like sternly telling me to concentrate and study well for this paper. =] love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-3289345199681246269?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3289345199681246269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3289345199681246269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/10/whee-n-levels-are-over-d-haha-ill-try.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-2601977373715821171</id><published>2008-10-06T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:48:58.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow's my poa paper!! =[ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm like chioning on my theory for poa paper one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i met up with jazlyn at her house and she taught me amalgamation so yeah, thank jazlyn! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh, and something cool happen today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was sort of job-hunting for part time jobs today cause after tomorrow i'm free for like 2+ months. and i found a job! [like after a lot of rejections] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yep, so on wednesday i'll be starting to work at century square's jack's place! so cool lah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and the pay is like so much better than McDonald's pay. haha, it's not that fantastic but at least not cheap labour! lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-2601977373715821171?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2601977373715821171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2601977373715821171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/10/tomorrows-my-poa-paper-im-like-chioning.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-7505367952465632860</id><published>2008-10-02T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T18:12:25.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow i'll be having two papers, math paper 2 and geography. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i classify them as fucked up papers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why? cause i've been doing math papers the whole day and it's filled with like a lot of questions that i cannot do, and if tomorrow's paper is similiar to the ones that i did today, i'll be swearing my merry way through the paper! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for geog, it's classified as a fucked up paper because i don't have the freaking time to even study it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N levels : screwed the living hell out of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-7505367952465632860?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7505367952465632860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/7505367952465632860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/10/tomorrow-ill-be-having-two-papers-math.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-5683596423197920216</id><published>2008-10-01T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:47:18.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had my physics, chem and math paper on monday and it wasn't well done. i think it was like totally disappointed in myself.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics paper was totally tricky and i had rather high hopes for the paper. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry paper was rather surprisingly easier for me. Cause i was expecting to received a tough paper, oh well, i guess i was able to do the chemistry paper better than the physics paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math paper was a disappointment as well for me, i guess cause i did a lot of practice and i was hoping to get high marks. there were some question that i couldn't do. gosh, i hope the moderation works man.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tuesday i had poa lessons again!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like what the hell.. i mean, i'm seriously considering if me chossing poa was a right choice, i mean, poa is like taking a lot of my time and on saturday, the day after my geog and math paper 2, i will be having poa lessons AGAIN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-5683596423197920216?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5683596423197920216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5683596423197920216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-had-my-physics-chem-and-math-paper-on.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-5346274121672049524</id><published>2008-09-28T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:01:36.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow's my exam day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't think i feel nervous now but tomorrow before i take my paper, i'll definitely feel the cold nervous feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, and i hate that feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, tomorrow is physics, chemistry and math. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess I'm prepared for math and chem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do hope i can like do well for science and math so MAYBE, i can take science, math and english as my best 3 subjects. so yeah, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow's it man.. i'll either die there or live through it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'm hoping i live through it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-5346274121672049524?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5346274121672049524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5346274121672049524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/09/tomorrows-my-exam-day.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8263423796924983259</id><published>2008-09-27T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:07:23.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something really bad happened today in church to me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my ipod was gone when we went down for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, gone. like *poof* gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's so wrong to think that things in church can be stolen but yeah, so i totally don't intend on telling my parents, and i'll just save up my money and get another one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, to the person who took it, this is what i have to say to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Have fun using my ipod and do returned it to me soon when you're done with it. If not, i really wish you would listen to the ipod at full blast and cross the road and perhaps get knocked down by a vehicle so badly that you have to undergo an operation which of course it would be successful [like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;d-uh!&lt;/span&gt;] and during the operation, i hope that you would enjoy the companion of my ipod which of course would be then considered as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; ipod and the pain of the recovery. And after that, maybe cross the road again and this time, get knocked down by a car and die. So after all the pain, guilt suffering that you have to go through, i hope it's worth it. :)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8263423796924983259?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8263423796924983259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8263423796924983259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-really-bad-happened-today-in.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-5347459633105917980</id><published>2008-09-26T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:11:18.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is a rainy day for me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shall not go into details, but. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Samantha Phua, Marie and Bertrand [not my brother], &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you. thank you so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-5347459633105917980?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5347459633105917980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5347459633105917980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-is-rainy-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-5693666933266800638</id><published>2008-09-24T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:38:56.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school ended for us Normal Academic Students on tuesday!! so yeah, being in Normal Academic has it's benefits. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much for school ending, i had poa for two straight days since yesterday. so today i had to attend classes at 2pm just for poa again. and tomorrow i have poa lessons at 12pm. thus making it 3 straight days of poa lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you know what's the interesting part? poa is the freaking last paper!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and her lessons are like 3-4 hours straight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like whattheheck!! and i have papers on monday, physics, chemistry and math all in one day! and there is like no time to study for our other papers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, she sent us all a message to say that we have to do finish our 5 year series for tomorrow's class and this is the only reason to why i'm staying up doing work instead of enjoying my sleep! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm still wondering if i made the right choice last year when i chose poa as my elective subject over art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-5693666933266800638?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5693666933266800638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5693666933266800638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-ended-for-us-normal-academic.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-4766729920392818607</id><published>2008-09-22T15:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:00:19.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Okay, i didn't go to school today, and i woke up at 3 pm!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't believe i slept for so long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, this is the list of thing that should be done by the end of today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Clear Room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; done! at 1600. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Study 5 Chapters of Physics &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Finish Chemistry Paper.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/s&gt; done!! at 1745&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Finish Doing Math Assessment Book. or at least half of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; done!!! at 2030! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-4766729920392818607?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/4766729920392818607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/4766729920392818607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-i-didnt-go-to-school-today-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-590523234539196783</id><published>2008-09-21T20:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T20:58:47.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES!!!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M NOT GOING TO SCHOOL TOMORROW!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M NOT BANNED FROM THE COMPUTER ANYMORE!! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this whole week has been a total downer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides being banned from computer and spending mondays and thursdays in school with no lessons at all, my period arrived this week and i stained my school skirt for the first time and it happened like twice through out the week and i have absolutely no idea how i manage to do that cause I'm usually careful.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i wrote a card to Jazlyn and Amanda a card that reads like this : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I, Clarice tan, solemnly swear that i will not lay my eyes on anything [books or whatever], boys [especially the cute japan boy] or Samantha's present until my 'N' levels are over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, quite cool right? so if ever i do any of the above they can remind me by showing me the card!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;P.S I AM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A PE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;DOPHILE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;P.P.S EVEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; I AM, WHICH I AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ONE YEAR YOUNGER DOESN'T COUNT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; even if you're the youngest in that one year younger thingy. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-590523234539196783?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/590523234539196783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/590523234539196783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/09/yes-im-not-going-to-school-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-2955896913966533477</id><published>2008-09-15T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T17:29:42.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am not going school on mondays anymore!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's like a total waste of time anyway, it's like we don't have any proper lessons! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sides, i only have 1 more week of school till i stop going to school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn, i really hope i can go sec five. i'm like only focusing on math, geog and science. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry poa, perhaps next year? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and this is a total understatement but, CHEMISTRY SUCK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like after almost the whole year, i finally understand bromination, combustion, addition. and that's about it. how screw am i? i don't even know how to calculate Mr!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wah!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-2955896913966533477?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2955896913966533477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2955896913966533477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-not-going-school-on-mondays.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-5544991136420671563</id><published>2008-09-12T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:42:06.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the first day i got scolded from my math teacher. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, thru out the whole year, first time i got it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, if i'm not wrong, first time in like my whole upper secondary school life i got scolded by a teacher. like a teaching teacher and not some discipline teacher that doesn't teach!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like what the shit?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah, by a math teacher. the teacher that gives me the freaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, he's not dirty or whatever but he got too much feminine genes. ain't his fault but he so did not have to pull me out of the class with another guy to lecture me!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a really sad thing happen to someone in class. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a sitting partner's boyfriend is in trial. and is probably going to jail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was totally appalled to hear that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as in, he went to boys home. came out this year, and he got caught at his friends house with drugs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, he didn't consumed any drugs, it was at his friends place. and it was a really puzzling on how the CNB Officers would know. unless they were like being followed the whole time and didn't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but whatever it is, i don't know the whole story. and it's really scary to hear someone going to jail at my age!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, it's like there is so much more to life than being stuck in a prison cell shared with other mates in there. but it's not his fault that he's like that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was told that his parents weren't exactly very good examples so yeah, sad.. and his friends weren't exactly the kind who scores full marks for their exams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, all the best to you man.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as long as you didn't take any drugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and though i have no idea how you look like, i'll pray for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-5544991136420671563?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5544991136420671563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5544991136420671563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-is-first-day-i-got-scolded-from.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8225029730149129481</id><published>2008-09-09T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T19:48:22.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh gosh, ever since school started i felt like i've crap. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, i go school on time but i sleep in class like a pig! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;except i don't snort or snore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just feel so damn lethargic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8225029730149129481?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8225029730149129481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8225029730149129481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-gosh-ever-since-school-started-i.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-2250861395138537522</id><published>2008-09-09T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T01:05:40.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think this one week holiday has been quite fruitful :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i read a total of 5 books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, four belongs to a series book by James Patterson and Jazlyn is about to wring my neck if she hears me talk anything else about the book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finish reading the book which Jazlyn loan me. the little black dress, and yeah, i cannot agree more, it's an AWESOME book!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i also watched the show which Jazlyn has been talking about the show called 'Chasing Liberty' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and Jazlyn also helped me with giving up help on a certain someone and if feels like a total burden off my shoulder man.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL! i realise that my whole post is about Jazlyn, so creepy. so yeah, THANK YOU JAZLYN!! so if ever you need help with Los Angeles, i'll be here to help you out! [haha, not that you would ever need :P]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-2250861395138537522?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2250861395138537522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2250861395138537522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-this-one-week-holiday-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-3989713448598451400</id><published>2008-09-07T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T00:59:35.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this post is to SAMANTHA PHUA AND KYLE. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you guys suck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's like you guys are forever in cahoots or something. i mean, everytime. EVERYTIME you guys would like take turns and shoot at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like whattheheck?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and kyle, i am SO SURE you have no idea who he is and also, you might as well just type his name out there i mean, you made it look like anyone need 10 years to solve the ****!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, scrap that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i rather not the name right out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah, samantha, thanks for everything man.. you make my life seem so much more interesting. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after today, i realize when i'm around both or you or either one of you, i shall try my best to keep my mouth shut. if not, sure kena shoot 360 degrees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel so sad. :(  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-3989713448598451400?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3989713448598451400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/3989713448598451400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-post-is-to-samantha-phua-and-kyle.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-2250728851586293689</id><published>2008-09-04T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:54:30.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't think i can get a 1 for english anymore... no confidence.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, a 2 should be just fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random thought of the day : Clarice feels like she has lesser friends as each day passes by. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-2250728851586293689?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2250728851586293689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/2250728851586293689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-think-i-can-get-1-for-english.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-5572319537149776394</id><published>2008-09-03T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:55:29.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOOD NEWS!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME AND CHINESE HAVE CUT OUR DIPLOMATIC TIES AT 0900!!! so yeah, i am foreign to chinese. i am not bilingual. :) proud of that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BAD NEWS.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i won't be able to do well for ss anymore. the topic that i studied wasn't tested on while the topics that i didn't study, all tested! so yeah, a bit screwed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, major understatement. EXTREMELY! screwed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess the only way i can get back my 3 for humanities is to score full marks for Geography or get at least 40+ :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sian.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and here i am having so many other problems while he, he has practically none. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life sucks so much with problems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-5572319537149776394?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5572319537149776394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5572319537149776394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-news-me-and-chinese-have-cut-our.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-6947476437411598067</id><published>2008-09-02T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:23:19.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah! today's chinese day! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and after tomorrow's chinese listening comprehension, i'm SO over chinese!!!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, until next year, whichever it is, i hope i get a grade 4 or 3!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, as much as i don't score well, i'll be totally disappointed if i didn't get a 3 or a 4. anyways, tomorrow is social studies. so yeah, hope i really do well for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so far, this is what i'm hoping to get when i see my certificate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English - 1 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese - 3/4 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mathematics - 3/4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Science - 2/3 [physics must score full marks man..]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Humanities - 3/4 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Principles of Account - 4/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so if things go nicely, i should be able to get to sec five. of course after tomorrow i expect my humanities expectation to drop like crap. so yeah, i'm so gonna cross my left fingers the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-6947476437411598067?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/6947476437411598067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/6947476437411598067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/09/yeah-todays-chinese-day-and-after.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8713176403559537687</id><published>2008-08-26T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:52:36.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quiz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;this is totally random. when i went to elaine's blog and i saw my name there i was like HUH?! yeah, like totally wondering if she meant me. but yeah, whattheheck. i'll just do since i'm bored from studying! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)The person who tagged you is:&lt;br /&gt;Elaine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Your relationship with her is:&lt;br /&gt;Church friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Your 5 impression of her is:&lt;br /&gt;extremely CUTE! sporty, very smart, laugh very easily and get freaked out by certain guys easily too &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)The most memorable thing she has done for you:&lt;br /&gt;hearing my random ranting about people(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)If she becomes your lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;freaked out. i'm not a lesbian neither do i think she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)If she becomes your lover, things she will have to improve on will be:&lt;br /&gt;erm, grow taller? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)If she becomes your enemy, the reason would be:&lt;br /&gt;i would have no idea, can't imagine it anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)The most desired thing you want to do for her now is:&lt;br /&gt;ex-small group outing :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Your overall impression of her is:&lt;br /&gt;Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)How do you think people around you feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;if it's kai juan, a bitch. however, if it's my friends, it should be un-vague and random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)The characteristics you love about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;i love that i love english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)On the contrary,the characteristics you hate about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;thinking too much and not having the discipline to sit down and study properly and vulgarities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)The most ideal person you want to be is:&lt;br /&gt;hmm. idk? take a bit from everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)The people that care and like you, say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)Pass this quiz on 5 people you wish to know to know more about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Amanda Teo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Jazlyn Seet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Samantha Wong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Samantha Phua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Sheldon Liew [sorry, i can't think of anyone else.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8713176403559537687?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8713176403559537687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8713176403559537687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-totally-random.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-183820202458839650</id><published>2008-08-25T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:15:57.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realize that nearer towards the date of my N levels, more and more things will pop up preventing me to study. sighs, i wish things would go smoothly. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-183820202458839650?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/183820202458839650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/183820202458839650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-realize-that-nearer-towards-date-of.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-5471817098422678641</id><published>2008-08-17T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:29:27.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today has got to be one of the most painful day in my life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, not that i was beaten up or anything. it was more of a natural disaster-pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cramps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;menstrual cramp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it hurt the crap out of me. i mean, seriously. half way during the singing of benediction, it started to hurt and usually it goes off cause i don't really get cramps but this time it went on and on till i was practically asking everyone for panadol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even the guys. and i should totally have asked vivien cause she had panadol but no, i didnt get to see her cause she was the last one to come out. and getting the panadol from her was torturous cause she and yiying keep asking me to eat i mean, who the hell would think of eating before taking a panadol when their stomach ache like shit?! madness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah. yiyng practically forced me to eat despite having the panadol in my mouth and she made sure i didn't swallow the panadol -.- so when i finally had water, my whole mouth was filled with the bitter taste in my mouth! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, it's a painful day today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[P.S to myself, i have 16 days left to N levels! woo-hooo! (not)]   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-5471817098422678641?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5471817098422678641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/5471817098422678641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-has-got-to-be-one-of-most-painful.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35964631.post-8432495357700577722</id><published>2008-08-13T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:54:13.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today has gotta be one of the days where I'm pms-ing the whole day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in anyways, tomorrow I'm gonna have a settle-ment with people in my school. Apparently, they have the need to help a friend from my class so the whole gang of them are coming to settle a score with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;usually, this kind of things are very common in my school. though this time, I'm really looking forward for it cause i am in no wrong here and I'm gonna be surprisingly calm and firm with my words that would hopefully show or tell them what a mistake it is to come in a whole group thinking i would be terrified just by the amount of people they bring and also how low class they are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course, vulgarities will not be used by me through out the 'conversation'. unless there is a need, fuck is all i will use. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i find them extremely ridiculous because there is only 19 days to N levels and yet they are bothered with things like this. On the contrary, it'll be entertaining for me to see how they react and i can also take this time to brush up my english for my compo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope i don't sound like a snob to them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35964631-8432495357700577722?l=shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8432495357700577722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35964631/posts/default/8432495357700577722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shuttingeveryoneout.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-has-gotta-be-one-of-days.html' title=''/><author><name>clarice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11664593919184489370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
