<?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-4886717690336435455</id><updated>2012-02-17T08:40:14.753+08:00</updated><category term='realising'/><category term='emo? happy? i don&apos;t know. Sharlene is my pocketful of sunshine~'/><category term='meiting=disaster'/><category term='SLACKER'/><category term='Keith the movie'/><category term='PISSED OFF'/><category term='EXTREMELY AMUSED'/><category term='ill..'/><category term='go away.'/><category term='little red box'/><category term='Let the flames begin LIVE video'/><category term='emo to happy'/><title type='text'>M E I, T I N G.</title><subtitle type='html'>my blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>322</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-688754230963165354</id><published>2011-01-15T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T22:51:04.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15th January 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OFF BLOGGER, TO TUMBLR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lellowlellow.tumblr.com  (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4886717690336435455-688754230963165354?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/688754230963165354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=688754230963165354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/688754230963165354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/688754230963165354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2011/01/15th-january-2011.html' title='15th January 2011'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-1342796536454919257</id><published>2011-01-08T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T23:53:27.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 January 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2011. I'm gonna be sweet 16 and it's my 'O'-Levels year! Stress ttm!&lt;br /&gt;Finished the Adam Khoo I Am Gifted Programme yesterday. Feel really motivated to score well for the O's! We're gonna POP out this year, having mixed feelings about that. Wish I could care less for the unit and be 90% happy that I'm leaving the unit in the care of Sec3s'11, but I can't. It's not only cuz I'm worried, but there're so many memories, both happy and sad. It's hard to let go ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't finished reading the Chinese books that'll be tested in 3 days, and haven't started on my English homework. Time to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-1342796536454919257?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/1342796536454919257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=1342796536454919257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1342796536454919257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1342796536454919257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2011/01/8-january-2011.html' title='8 January 2011'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-3081613211420510670</id><published>2010-12-02T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T11:15:56.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 December 2010</title><content type='html'>It's a miracle! I posted for the second day in a row! Teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked out of Aranda already and just finished breakfast at Burger King and gonna watch Rapunzel: A Tangled Tale later at 12.50pm(: the time now is 11.11am so I have no idea what we'll do to pass time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up before 9am on a holiday, a holiday when I'm at my class chalet. Miraclez! But it was too cold to sleep anymore :/ I miss my bolster! ): hmmm at least there's whale whale ^^ okay shall stop crapping and see what else I can do :b &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-3081613211420510670?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3081613211420510670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=3081613211420510670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3081613211420510670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3081613211420510670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/12/2-december-2010.html' title='2 December 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-8243846696692170977</id><published>2010-12-01T19:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T20:11:33.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 December 2010</title><content type='html'>Hey! While waiting for people to start the BBQ fire, you have nothing to do with your iPhone in your hand, wi-fi since you're at aranda and facebook decides not to let you in, blog if you haven't done so in ages! Yupp 2K'09 chalet now ^^ it isn't the same as last year though :/ but yiheng's mum's food is still just as yumxz (: so much has happened lately and most of it sucks big time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one did something hurtful just a few days before the 1year mark and now I totally regret it? Feel like punching myself all the time now. LOL, masochistic and disturbing much? I bet it's some mental problem about some inability to commit myself to stuff. Gosh I bet it's the problem with the one thing that I don't have in my family. But hell the point is I regret it like shit and there's nothing I can do about it. Can't believe I didn't realise how difficult it'll be to get over this. Time to start drowning myself in homework and school till I'm too tired to think of him. I hate myself, the end! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the happy side (: uhm brother's birthday in a few days? We won the Clean and Green Fashion Design Competition? Aderline just tied awesome French braids for me ^^ they look great! :D and we're playin Truth/Dare now xD LOL miss this dumb game so much! So I shall end this post, stop lamenting my fate and enjoy life a bit more, hopefully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-8243846696692170977?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8243846696692170977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=8243846696692170977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8243846696692170977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8243846696692170977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/12/1dec10_01.html' title='1 December 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-752135932336807404</id><published>2010-10-31T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T19:22:20.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 October 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than 2 months since my last post, life's been hectic and I've been lazy. Guess I haven't been posting for too long. For one, I almost forgot what  my blog URL is. And I thought someone or something would have deleted  my blog long ago. Poof goes my blog? Feel like making this blog private, but I'm too lazy to :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOYs are over but that doesn't seem to be of much relief to me. Results are a total letdown, I've honestly never felt that I've done so badly in my entire life. Guess there's a certain extent to which intelligence helps, and the rest depends on hard work. Yupp, explicitly lacking in both this year. ALPs starts tomorrow. Should be looking forward to it so I may carry on and start a new, sort of, for the new things ahead. But no, I'm too lazy and really just want to be at home sleeping. I mean, yes I'm lazy and love to sleep, but who doesn't? Weather these few days is totally awesome. After all those months of heat and humidity, this cool weather really makes up for it. Better cold than hot(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for 2K'09 chalet! Really miss my sec2 year. It's honestly been THE best year. 3L's fine, I guess? It's just the cliques that get to you, still. Miss being in the same class as SiHan, Alina and Aderline so much! It's annoying but yea, you don't really how much these things mean to you till you lose them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to Orchard and stuff with Alina&amp;amp;Aderline a week ago or something. Didn't really buy anything other than food, but it's the first time I've felt so comfortable and myself for a long time. Gosh love you both! And I really need to new clothes! Felt so envious seeing (rich) Alina buying stuff O: Gotta work! Tried the Taiwanese oyster mee sua for the first time(yes, deprived me). Didn't know it would taste nice :D surprise surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie took half day off last Friday so us siblings got to spend some time together. She was too bored at work anyway LOL. Met her at her work place and cabbed to Shima@Goodwood Park Hotel. Had the buffet tepanyaki lunch there, sponsored by the working sister. Gosh there was so much meat, but it was AWESOME ttm! Like seriously FREE FLOW SASHIMI! FUN JOY PEACE AND LAUGHTER! Went on to Video-Ezy @ Siglap to borrow some Harry Potter shows and went home to watch them. Can't wait for Deathly Hallows to come out! OMG Harry Potter rocks! Pity those who can't/don't watch Harry Potter. Order of the Phoenix is still awesome(: OOOOSH! 18Nov'10 and the first part of Deathly Hallows comes out! Excited much! Okay I shall shut up before I'm mistaken for some extreme Harry Potter fanatic, which is insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I can't think of anything else to post. so la bla la bye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, current love: french braids(: why? I don't know! But HsinNing says they make me look charismatic. LOL! BHB ttm xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-752135932336807404?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/752135932336807404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=752135932336807404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/752135932336807404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/752135932336807404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/10/31-october-2010.html' title='31 October 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-4552931279055580407</id><published>2010-08-20T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T14:49:59.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 August 2010</title><content type='html'>WOA! It's been more than 2 months since my last post O: Insanely busy. Not fun. NDP came and went. Our last chance to be in a parade in this school. Awesomely cool being the contingent IC. Screwed up here and there though :/ Anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being so busy is really hard! Stressed all day, sleep late at night? Sigh, neglecting the things and people i love. It's really hard. Can't wait till this Inter-Area Project Based Competition is OVER! Getting into the finals wasn't what i expected, and not exactly what i hoped for after just going through the preliminary round. Sucks away so much of your time and life and replaces it wth truckloads of stress and frustration. So much for a good deal. Yupp so the finals are in about 2 weeks time, and we're supposed to be done in about less than a week for the technical rehearsal, or like the full dress rehearsal. Have no idea why they can't just call it a full-dress rehearsal! Just want to get this done and over with. Then it'll just be a nice achievement on my cert at the end of Sec4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having our first painting test next friday. Haven't finished up the colour scheme for my painting so i'm basically screwed till i get it done. The colour scheme i'm doing now really sucks! Sigh more stress ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typing this post in the computer room in the art room. Supposed to be having training but there's nothing to do. Gonna continue on that project after fb-ing and this post. GARRRxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least there's kayaking tomorrow to take my mind off things, hopefully. Yay! Two-Star kayaking! :D hopefully we'll all pass the course and get the certificates(: Kayaking rocks! Needa exercise more! Totally getting fat! D: After kayaking and CIP on 28Aug Saturdays will be reserved for gym-ing with Alina. Hopefully i have the discipline! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupp that's it for now(: Till next time :D (which may be another 2 months later) almost forgot my username and password to log onto blogger! Gosh gosh gosh, getting old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum and jie found out about him, they want me to break up with him so i can focus on my studies. After talking to my mum i really realise that my grades haven't been what they are supposed to be. And no matter how hard i try to deny it, it's a fact that i've been neglecting my studies for him. Putting more effort into my studies. But it's making me feel like a total idiot for neglecting him now. Why am i always the one hurting him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had a really weird dream that i killed him. Stabbing that person through the heart was...traumatising. Does this dream mean i really have to hurt break that person? ): Cuz it'll just ricochet and hurt me as well. Arghh life sucks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-4552931279055580407?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4552931279055580407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=4552931279055580407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4552931279055580407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4552931279055580407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/08/20-august-2010.html' title='20 August 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-4251746682263769762</id><published>2010-06-06T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T14:08:55.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 June 2010</title><content type='html'>Okay it's almost been a month since my last post, I'm really sorry but I've seiously been too busy to post ( or rather too lazy most of the time). Current location: Phuket! :D just slacking around in my totally rockish villa xP honestly I almost started hyerventilating when I first got off the car we rented. The resort provides Wi-fi so yupp(: internet away from home with my iPhone. This place is amazing! I could live here forever if I could teleport anything and anyone I wanted to over here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phuket is a really nice place to be(: the food's great, the people are friendly, the exchange rate is totally in favour of the Singapore dollar (SGD $1 = 22.8 Baht?! Shopping bonanza!! But nah we're not here to shop) Yuppz so I'm here with my mum, sis and bro cuz my dad's too busy to come along. Anyhoo it's been great! Gosh I think I'm gonna get fat eating so much here. The food is seriously insanely yum! Hahha and all the seafood you can eat that's so much cheaper here than in Singapore?! The cholesterol is going to clog up my arteries man._. So I'll be back in SG in another 2 or 3 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-years have come and gone. My results were a total screw up. Time to quit slacking around all day and realy put more heart into my studies ): This exam has been the worst exam so far, worst exam of my entire life as a student. Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupp really don't know what else to blog about so bye for now! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-4251746682263769762?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4251746682263769762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=4251746682263769762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4251746682263769762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4251746682263769762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/06/6-june-2010.html' title='6 June 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-7287132912100111249</id><published>2010-05-07T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T13:09:47.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 May 2010</title><content type='html'>3 papers down, 6 to go! A.Math and S.S. papers were a total flunk. Emo-ed down the hill with ZY and LF after the AMath paper. ZY was high as usual, she doesn't have a reason to be emo-ing cuz her math is like totally mental? I need a hug ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling i'm gonna screw my e.lit paper like i always do. Not looking forward to the first art exam of my life. I'm still not quite done with my preparation so yes, i should start digging a hole in the ground to bury myself in. MdmZee will come after me with a chopper. Which reminds me i'm supposed to watch a G-Dragoon mv. BIG BANG! &lt;3 TaeYang ftw man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really getting more stupid as a get older. Felt quite smart in Sec1, Sec2 was okay, now i feel like a total retard. 1+1=3. I think i'm going to have the mental ability of a two-year old next year. And in two years you'll see me lying in the hospital cuz my retarded-ness ate my brain or something. Hurray much. But for now yiliang still can't beat my record in joshua's iphone game so i shall be happy about it. Muahahaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-7287132912100111249?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7287132912100111249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=7287132912100111249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7287132912100111249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7287132912100111249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/05/7-may-2010.html' title='7 May 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-4466497901114115863</id><published>2010-05-02T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T01:08:47.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 May 2010</title><content type='html'>Okay it's been eons since i last posted. Can't decide if it's because i was too lazy or too busy. I'll just tell myself i was too busy to make myself feel better about it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art is really time consuming, but it should be worth it. With a whole lot of faith, hopefully taking 'O' level art will improve my odds of getting into the archictectural world in future. For now i'll just have to keep staring at Mdm Zee's and ZhenYing's works. ZhenYing is some MdmZee prodigy. She's been my squadmate since i entered AHS and only now, after two years, do i realise what an artist she is? Feel as if i missed out on two years of picking up some stuff from her. She does go for extra art lessons after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handphone and wallet got stolen. Very long story. Heartbroken much! I only used my red MNG wallet for like two weeks and POOF it got stolen. Brilliance! Shall not complain cuz i shouldn't have left them unattended in the trolley. Sob! No music for me, ipod shuffle was in my wallet so it's gone too. Thank God for the iTouch my bro bought for me secretly. At least i won't die stoning in the bus to school with no form of technology. Primitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.4 was quite okay i guess. Feel super bad for leaving SiHan behind ): SORRY! Seeing the Sec4 guys run was totally hilarious. Their facial expressions were EPIC. Went to Macs at Marine Parade with SiHan and Amanda after the run. Felt very clever when we were the only AHS people there till a whole group of Sec3 NCC guys happily trotted into Macs. We were kinda like, stare, dots, WHO STOLE OUR IDEA?! It wasn't the pissed feeling, it was just the oh-man feeling. Talked and luaghed with A and SH, went off. Wanted to get a cover for my iTouch till i asked how much it costs. What?! $13 for this green rubber thing? Insane! Shocked, stoned, left without buying it. Seriously psychotic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYEs are coming, but i'm still not in the exam mood! HORROR! There's not really any sign of me mugging or at least revising some stuff. Z-E-R-O. You'll see my orbituary in the papers if i don't start soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's about it. Don't contact me on my phone cuz i suspended the line. Tyvm!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-4466497901114115863?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4466497901114115863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=4466497901114115863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4466497901114115863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4466497901114115863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/05/2-may-2010.html' title='2 May 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-5767202638066227643</id><published>2010-04-17T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T02:06:07.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 April 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;BOOM BOOM BOOM&lt;br /&gt;SEC3s BOOM, SEC3s BOOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;AHNP SEC3s BOOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! POP is over! AHNP Batch4 has officially taken over the unit! Kinda psyched about it, but it seriously feels extrememly weird. There isn't anyone to ask for instructions or anyone to answer our questions anymore. We just have ourselves to depend on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP was total sweetness, was expecting to cry like crazy but we didn't. Surprising, considering how much we cried during POP when we were still Sec1s. And we were just Sec1s then. Oh well. The time-table was pretty much, not followed? SiHan was totally frustrated, she put in so much effort for POP! SiHan! You rock!:D &lt;style="font-style:&gt;They are so damn self-centred! Eat all the pizza and not leave any extras for those who want more, just gobble everything up like they bought it and there isn't anyone else. Amanda and I had to make do with vegetarian pizza cuz all the NORMAL ones that remained were taken by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THEM &lt;/span&gt;while we were pouring drinks for the Sec4s, Sec1s and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THEM. &lt;/span&gt;Totally and their speech wasn't even a squad speech! It was totally a personal speech! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; have no concern for other squads, and even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;their &lt;/span&gt;own squadmates for that matter. Grr totally rranting and they probably hate me for scolding them the day before. But totally, i shouldn't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They think they're so great? Taking our job when they hadn't even finished their own. Like totally. And asking the WHOLE UNIT to sign on THEIR CARDS when we've already made the UNIT CARDS. Like seriously, your iniative and stuff is great. But don't take things into your own hands without ASKING? And asking the WHOLE UNIT to write on their cards without even consulting those who are TAKING OVER? HINT HINT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr, back to POP. Went to the canteen to have the pizza. After eating we shouted random squad-cheers, then shouting the cheers while standing on the canteens tables. It was totally HIGH. Really hope the Sec4s like the presents we got for them. Namely a small pot of cactus as a unit present and one side of a Size8 slipper with their names on it as our squad present(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staff Hazel passed me the documents for the administrative stuff. Holding that big yellow file really made me feel like i had a huge responsibility, kinda awesome but intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's seriously late and i should go sleep soon(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/style="font-style:&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-5767202638066227643?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/5767202638066227643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=5767202638066227643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/5767202638066227643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/5767202638066227643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/04/16-april-2010.html' title='16 April 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-1393081729288891909</id><published>2010-04-04T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T18:38:33.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 April 2010</title><content type='html'>Gosh, i randomly thought today was 4July and not 4April. Strange much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese CT this tuesday, but i used the whole of today downlaoading songs and editting stuff. Needa chiong tmr but i'll probably be in the art room doing my mandala. Really have to chiong revise all those chengyu and ciyu! Totally can't remember even one of them. Damn, should have woken up earlier today! Waking up at 2.30pm really rocks, but it seriously kills time, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long weekend went by quite quickly. Spent the friday out, went to Paris Ris to discuss POP stuff. Feel really useless. Saturday was really annoying. Dad forced us to the temple to inhale all the smoke again. Fcuk man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro's really a complete ass. completely brainless, really wonder what's in that skull of his. The things he do really makes me think it's just air in that skull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-1393081729288891909?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/1393081729288891909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=1393081729288891909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1393081729288891909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1393081729288891909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/04/4-april-2010.html' title='4 April 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-3864338420883356820</id><published>2010-03-29T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:59:07.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29 March 2010</title><content type='html'>Gosh, i really post really seldom these few days! Stay back for art almost everyday. The deadline is coming! And i still have a lot of the large areas to complete. It's not very fun when i stone there not knowing which part to do next. And it's really not funny at all cuz this is the last week we have! Really look forward to finishing my mandala and having the time after school FREE for the things i want to do and for the people i want to spend time with! CHIONGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA posting results came out already. Didn't manage to get the post i wanted, but i guess life's life. So i should really just stop being a little girl complaining away and live with it. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite a bore. Except for art where Yiliang and i poured the hot wax into the water. It hardened and looked like some thick cheese thing. Totally gross but kinda cool and the same time! Tried putting the cheese/wax back into the big pot of hot wax, but ended up making the hot wax in the bowl bubble and crackle, which was completely scary cuz it seemed like it was going to explode or something. SO SCARY! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp i guess that's about all. I have decided not to care about the e.lit test tmr. I've also decided not to take sides. i have been inspired by YingLing's neutral entity-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-3864338420883356820?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3864338420883356820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=3864338420883356820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3864338420883356820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3864338420883356820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/03/29-march-2010.html' title='29 March 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-9084418100650412345</id><published>2010-03-21T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:01:13.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 March 2010</title><content type='html'>No! Tomorrow marks a new school term. Who the hell wants to go back to school except for friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays were so packed! Spent my first three days of it in camp. It was really quite cool(: Yay ONE. Spent the only free day thursday slacking, really should have done some homework then. Had a whole day of training on Friday. Actually it was just a lot of lectures and anxiety. Everyone passed the NCO test!&lt;3 Yay we're all NCOs!(: After the interview, i have a whole new perspective of the teachers-in-charge of NP. I really didn't expect them to be so mean! I wonder if Mrs Yip would have been different. It became totally dramatic after i asked her if she could commit herself to NP, she just burst out crying. Hooray, and i've become the mean biatch. f*** man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started to rain after training so kimberly's dad sent me down to the bus stop. Thanks! :D waited for a bit and took the bus home. It was SO COLD. But it was really a sweet and warm bus ride home(: Got off the bus and realised that there were two people stalking._. Was seriously amused! Wanted to go out for dinner but realised my sister was going home for dinner. Had to cancel my plans and eat at home. Food really sucked. Waited and waited, my sister came home at 10pm for dinner?! GARHH! Should totally have went out for dinner! So pissed tsk tsk. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not my first, but it's the one which has made my head spin round :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was spent chiong-ing homework. Completed demoralized by A.Math. So now i'm left with AMath and art. Hurray! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have to spend every minute after school for the rest of the week in the art room finishing my mandala. So please don't ask me out for movies ): Thanks!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg now, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-9084418100650412345?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/9084418100650412345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=9084418100650412345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/9084418100650412345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/9084418100650412345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/03/21-march-2010.html' title='21 March 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-5191031105025095247</id><published>2010-03-18T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T11:58:35.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 March 2010</title><content type='html'>I'm back! I feel as if i haven't blogged since the beginning of time, but it's only been 10days since i last blogged. Tumultuous last week of school, holidays aren't giving me much relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the first 3days of the hols in Leadership Camp 'ONE'. Kinda rocked (: Group7-ZeroNinja! w/Liling, HuiZhen(guitar), PohYi, Lyn, JiaYing, JooHwee, Eugene Tan, Eugene Tang, Hong Yu, Kenneth, Joshua. LC'10 was really a lot more more fun than i expected. Totally :D Team mentors Claire and Yu Heng were really nice. No.6 person was realy annoying and seriously weird. JiaYing totally deserved the Outstanding camper award! She's like always the one who clears our table after every meal, like i would never have been able to do that.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Rebekah during camp, haven't been talking to her since Sec1! Hahahahah Rebekah you rock(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really sweet journey home &lt;3 Yay it's good to be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i have no idea how i'm going to finish all my homework within these 4days? Friday is totally out cuz of the 8am-5.30pm training. NCO course and interviews! It's seriously freaking me out.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i'll be able to get the post i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All the best, squadmates!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;AHNP Batch4 FTW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only the deserving should get the posts they deserve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-5191031105025095247?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/5191031105025095247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=5191031105025095247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/5191031105025095247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/5191031105025095247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/03/18-march-2010.html' title='18 March 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-4382455019076630652</id><published>2010-03-08T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:23:15.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 March 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1634604/tumblr_kxw2zlBlXZ1qapcpeo1_400_large.jpg?1267977426"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 337px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1634604/tumblr_kxw2zlBlXZ1qapcpeo1_400_large.jpg?1267977426" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've had so many dreams, i wish some of them would come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today's the start of the 10th week in school, i wonder how i survived. 3L'10's getting better with the completely lovable Zoey, Rachel and LiFang. Of course there are some others who are totally worth loving. They just made my days better(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling pretty down of late. I realise i can't stand being without him/her. Yea, i've been hurt. But somehow i don't seem to get that into my head. It feels so surreal, so unbelievable. It just isn't the same, school doesn't feel as warm anymore. It's becoming like some heartless battlefield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my physics test today, i should pass? Feeling quite satisfied about it. Mrs Bong came in SUPER late so we had to do the test during recess, yipee. SS test tmr and my book is no where in sight. Failing the first SS test so my life doesn't seem like something very exciting. If anyone thinks that art is an easy subject to do well in, they're so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed the colour of my braces. @xoxorange you better remember to change yours to the colours we agreed on! I'm loving seeing lime green and purple on my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-4382455019076630652?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4382455019076630652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=4382455019076630652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4382455019076630652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4382455019076630652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/03/8-march-2010.html' title='8 March 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-2650267288356918516</id><published>2010-02-26T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T22:00:06.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Birthday Natasha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yea i don't think you'll see this but still happy 15th birthday(: Hope you're having fun wherever you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started off so well! Woke up from a really pleasant dream. 'Pleasant' is such an understatement! Got ready to go to the bus stop. Switched on my ipod and a great song started to play, went out of my house and the lift was already waiting for me at my level, went to the bus-stop without rushing and still managed to catch the earlier bus to school! Cabbed up with Ader, chris and zijun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had zaocao, saw this amazing aeroplane flying across the sky which left this awesomely pretty trail of smoke or whatever it is. Some hot foreign guys came into the school while we were sitting down. Kept staring at them! xD One of them was so cute, he covered his face when we saw all the girls looking at him. OMG! SiHan, Ader, Zoey, Rachel and i are seriously CRAZY. Went to the indoor stadium and pretended to refill our bottles when we just went there to look at them?! No, we're not obsessed, we were just looking at flowers(: Laughed like crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HCL test was a nightmare! Went to the indoor stadium w/ Rachel and Chearmin after art to see if they were still there. Got some pics, but not very good ones ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped art for training. The competition is just tomorrow! So extremely nervous! Hopefully we'll manage to finish everything within the 12min! Jiayou!! A lot of drama during training today, loads of it. Team2 suddenly carried out elimination rounds cuz some weren't up to standards. It should be for the better. Jiayou Team2! Jiayou Hsin Ning! You're not just a reserve anymore!(:&lt;br /&gt;Should get more sleep, gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-2650267288356918516?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2650267288356918516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=2650267288356918516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/2650267288356918516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/2650267288356918516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/02/26-feb-2010.html' title='26 Feb 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-3553504774544778894</id><published>2010-02-22T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:58:55.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>Thank you so much for making this such a memmorable and enjoyable 15th birthday! Love ya guys! &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aderline&lt;br /&gt;Christine&lt;br /&gt;Alina&lt;br /&gt;Hilary&lt;br /&gt;Andrew&lt;br /&gt;Rhesa&lt;br /&gt;Chu Hui&lt;br /&gt;Yi heng&lt;br /&gt;Keren&lt;br /&gt;Jerry&lt;br /&gt;Eugene (BGSS)&lt;br /&gt;Amanda&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly&lt;br /&gt;Si Han&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Quan&lt;br /&gt;Ying Ling&lt;br /&gt;Shannon&lt;br /&gt;Hsin Ning&lt;br /&gt;Li Xin&lt;br /&gt;Zhen Ying&lt;br /&gt;Esabella&lt;br /&gt;Liling&lt;br /&gt;Wen Xuan&lt;br /&gt;Dorcas&lt;br /&gt;Pei Fang&lt;br /&gt;Chear Min&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;br /&gt;Janice&lt;br /&gt;Zoey&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;br /&gt;Poh Yi&lt;br /&gt;Clarice&lt;br /&gt;Li Fang&lt;br /&gt;Jo Ann&lt;br /&gt;Chawit&lt;br /&gt;Yi Tai&lt;br /&gt;Yi Liang&lt;br /&gt;Joshua Pwee&lt;br /&gt;Wei Jie&lt;br /&gt;Some 3H people idk xP&lt;br /&gt;3L people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks for giving me a great 15th birthday! xD Sorry if your name isn't in this list xP Hehehe my memory is getting worst as i age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay i thought it was goona be a drag today, having a birthday so early in the year in a new class sometimes sucks(maybe?). but it turned out quite well(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up late till midnight chionging my art and received my first 2 'Happy Birthdays!' from Aderline and Christine. Thank you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed up with them and realised the Scouts and GG were having their something something day. Hohoho Aderline Cher was so paiseh! xD Sat down, SiHan was unusually early and she DAO-ED ME! "Hmph! Don't talk to me!" Was her first sentence, with her hand in my face. Then she started laughing and i didn't know what happened till she said in an dark tone "i almost spoiled our plan" Mr Neo looked like some seriously weird creep in his Scouts' uniform._. Alina, Christine, Hilary adn Andrew gave me this envelope. I thought it was some little picture of all of us or something. Opened it and saw the word 'SURPRISE!!' in font size 1000000! xD Lalala they're gonna mail the present to my house? xD So cool! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to class, June Yeo babbled on as usual. Our NIE chem teacher is seriously super cute xD She's sunburnt like crapxz. Zoey and i were complaining how hungry we were during physics. *stomach growls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess! OMG so paiseh! Eating nervously cuz SiHan, Ader and Chris were gonna get people to sing me the birthday song in the canteen. LOUDLY. Felt very self-conscious! Didn't know what to do while they were singing so just clapped along. Amanda dao-ed me when i said 'hi' to her on the way back to class! Felt so WTH ): Went back to class and got another birthday song from 3L(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double chinese was a drag, art was quite fun xD Painted onYiLiang's shirt! Yay! Salt+dyes on mandala=CHIO TEXTURE! Saw the Sec2s on the way from art to NP room(: Hopefully can try commanding them tmr :P Got another Happy Birthday song from them! So sweet(: Training was quite okay. Did quite well, considering it was our very first full trial! :D Yay yay yay much to improve on but this is a great start! :D A lot of whispering around that i couldn't understand ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After training Kimberly wanted to "show me the angsana seed which grew in the drain behind the canteen". OMG how could i have been so naive as to believe her?! She brought her bottle along and when i asked her why, she said she was THIRSTY. Then while looking into the drain she put her bottle behind her back. Kimberly Tan XY grabbed my hand when i tried to run away and all the AHNP Batch4 people rushed out from the canteen with FULL BOTTLES and started pouring all the water on me. Who's water was so cold?! Just refilled from the water-cooler right?! xD &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;drenched&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-R-E-N-C-H-E-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks(: hahaha it was crazy but fun xD Love you guys!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-3553504774544778894?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3553504774544778894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=3553504774544778894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3553504774544778894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3553504774544778894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/02/22-feb-2010.html' title='22 Feb 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-8658843552552598345</id><published>2010-02-20T16:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T18:39:06.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Only Exception, Never Gonna Be Alone</title><content type='html'>The Only Exception-Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-J7J_IWUhls"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-J7J_IWUhls&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-J7J_IWUhls&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sweet(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never Gonna Be Alone-Nickelback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nt2kM0TsubU"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nt2kM0TsubU&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nt2kM0TsubU&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;touching much )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Toxic" Cover by Blake and Sierra (VersaEmerge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q_C20oV2s4o"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q_C20oV2s4o&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q_C20oV2s4o&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-8658843552552598345?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8658843552552598345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=8658843552552598345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8658843552552598345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8658843552552598345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/02/only-exception-never-gonna-be-alone.html' title='The Only Exception, Never Gonna Be Alone'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-8998600150508564859</id><published>2010-02-20T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T15:36:14.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wants, not needs O:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.devicedaily.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/audio-technica-candy-colored-headphones-for-women.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 660px; height: 330px;" src="http://www.devicedaily.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/audio-technica-candy-colored-headphones-for-women.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The turquiose one is so pretty! O: the pink is nice too but Chu Hui has it alr. Lalaaxz(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-8998600150508564859?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8998600150508564859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=8998600150508564859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8998600150508564859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8998600150508564859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/02/wants-not-needs-o.html' title='wants, not needs O:'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-4192729869317807414</id><published>2010-02-20T12:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T15:23:39.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>As much as i would like to fly off doing the thousand other things i want to do when i can finally use this the computer, i shall blog first! Hardee har har. Kay, shall start with CNY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Chinese New Year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunion dinner at home was so YAY! The food was great bla bla. Dinner ended and i got bitten by my dog! Sad and ouch. Dad caned my dog cuz she bit me. Poor thing ): Crapxz the bites was quite deep, it wouldn't stop bleeding so there were drips of blood on the floor. It looked kinda gory._. Hugged whale whale all the way to the doctor. Got a tetanus jab (OUCHHHH! D:) and the bites cleaned up.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't wear my pumps to go visiting cuz of the bites, so i had to make do with the sandals i bought a long long long time ago. My eldest cousin is completely psychotic! No wonder my brother's so close to him? Didn't get to visit the usual lot of people, less red packets! Roflxz :P My sister and i ate a bit too much and just died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 feb 2010:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school wearing flip flops, felt so weird! Slacked during campcraft training cuz of my toe, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;18 feb 2010:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dry shoot! Woots! bang bang badge! :D Grr, pissed. If you didn't do well don't blame other people for being happy cuz they did well? XiaoQuan Sihan and I started talking about a whole lot of crap. XQ thinks guys who wear specs are cute, then we saw this guy from another school who wore specs and looked very weird and started laughing like crap. Haha  it was kinda mean, but we started laughing at his hair too. Another guy from that same school kept "SHHHH"-ing us when we laughed. Wtf your school's a lot more noisy so mind your own business! Tsk tsk! The bus driver who sent us to HTA and back to school is either really lucky, or a serious liar. Hahaha but he was nice enough to let us watch shows during the journey so whatever(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Zee made us skip CCA to finish up our art yesterday. Sucks man! Grr, she wants us to skip training for the next three weeks as well?! Hmph! I won't skip any more trainings if i can help it, campcraft comm is just a wekk away! Left for training with ZhenYing at around 5pm. Kinda retarded cuz we just learnt how to pitch the new basha and we were packing up alr. Zzz much. Lalalaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3L'10 is sucking the life out of me in a seriously bad way. Zoey! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-4192729869317807414?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4192729869317807414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=4192729869317807414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4192729869317807414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4192729869317807414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/02/20-feb-2010.html' title='20 Feb 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-8312029501001693021</id><published>2010-02-12T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T00:00:45.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>Tired ttm! CNY celebrations in school today. Boringxz! Went out with some of the 2K people after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making chocs and Valentine's Day presents at the last minture SUCKS. Rushed everything and slept at 2am. Gosh, woke up with my eyes refusing to open properly. Could feel them rebelling against me and trying their best to close. Wore the blouse i bought when amanda, sihan and i went to bugis yesterday. Making chocs with them is really quite fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alina pangseh-ed all of us cuz she feeling really down today. You really shouldn't cross the line. Is she really that unimportant to you? Went to watch Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief. Had to wait 2 hours before the show started so we slacked around the Open Plaza@TM playing Pig bla bla. Hahah! Aderline and I are the Level-0 pigs! :D Weeee!~ First time i played without getting into any levels :D Nicholas Teo(h?) has a very weird and funny dress-sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was funny, but quite predictable. But it was quite nice(: Logan Lerman! :D Went to Andrew's house after that. Boys Like Girls is AMAZING when they perform live! Played at the playground, lit some sparklers, etc etc etc. I love swings! :D Went home after playing Blind Mice with them. Fell asleep on the bus and missed my stop again ): Took a bus and reached home at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum just came back and started nagging at us. What's her damn problem? fcuk. Gotta go before she starts nagging again. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-8312029501001693021?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8312029501001693021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=8312029501001693021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8312029501001693021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8312029501001693021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/02/12-feb-2010.html' title='12 Feb 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-7729147119089909318</id><published>2010-02-09T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T23:36:19.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHARLENE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gosh, so stressed out. Busy busy busy! Mock campcraft competition @ Bedok South Sec today. Totally off. Seriously pegged like crazy but the ground was so hard! the pegs wouldn't budge. Using a mallet to peg is seriously easier and a whole lot less painful than using pegs to peg. Screwxz! Team1's flagstaff was so nice! :D Didn't manage to complete the structure and gadget in time but when we finished it it turned out really nicely! :D Hahaha kept going in and out and in and out of the shelter! So fun! :D ROFLxz i feel so deprived. Ended up feeling super demoralized and useless cuz i was pegging so slowly. Screwxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to school feeling quite high cuz AL, KT and i were playing this food game. Like we had to take turns to say a kind of food/drink that we were craving for. Then it became just random food/drink. I never knew it was 佛跳墙 and not 佛跳桥 xP "Buddha Jumps Over the Wall" and "Buddha Jumps Over the Bridge" ._. Woops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home feeling super emo cuz i caught Kimberly's emo-bug. Thanks manxz! I have no idea how my bro managed to cheer me up with his retarded-ness. Thanks anyway little bro(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bla bla bla June Yeo sucks. Have no idea why she's forcing everyone to create a gmail account. Is she that noob as to not know that you can send things from gmail to any other account? Tsk tsk old and ignorant aunties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously super busy. I need a hug ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-7729147119089909318?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7729147119089909318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=7729147119089909318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7729147119089909318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7729147119089909318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/02/9-feb-2010.html' title='9 Feb 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-9189761590207802725</id><published>2010-02-08T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T00:08:49.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>Weee!~ Can finally post! :D Gosh gosh gosh bad day. Lost $10 right after my mum gave me my weekly allowance. Screw manxz. Physics test today. Hopefully i pass. June Yeo didn't come today! Woots! I think that annoying relief teacher is June Yeo's prodigy or something. Amazingly annoying as well?! Lalala dry shoot was quite fun. Funny sirs, funnier squadmates :D Ended early and went to 85 to eat with SiHan, Amanda and XiaoQuan. Laughed and laughed and LAUGHED! Bought MOCHI! :D Yay! the person selling the mochi was quite a bitch. So pushy! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay lookie lookie at the NUM Boston bag! :D Gosh i want it ): But i want a lot of other things so i shall continue saving!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/vivi/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.newurbanmale.com/shopping/images/bags/boston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 780px;" src="http://www.newurbanmale.com/shopping/images/bags/boston.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG the Apple Green and Light Blue ones are SO CHIO! :D $129 each._. Screw man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i'm seriously in a bag and LEGEND OF THE SEEKER -obsession phase! xD Woots!:D&lt;br /&gt;Haha gtg now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-9189761590207802725?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/9189761590207802725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=9189761590207802725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/9189761590207802725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/9189761590207802725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/02/8-feb-2010.html' title='8 Feb 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-7611186250643376850</id><published>2010-02-02T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T19:04:05.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>My oh my, January's over! My stomach's growling right now so i shall try to make this post shorter. Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, Monday was a bore, or not. The following paragraph is rants so please exercise some discretion! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June Yeo seriously needs to get an attitude check/ retire/ DIE. Honestly, is there some sort of sick thrill when you give people green forms/demerits that will ruin their records? No! Hell no! SO why the hell did she have to give like half the class green forms for not doing their corrections for and/or signing the english essay? She really needs a brain  scan. Maybe there's some tumour growing in her head that's making her do really mean stuff to her students. Oh woops, i think that tumour's her brain! Grr! First green form of my life ): Sad. She better not file it in. Tsk tsk what an ass. And why on earth does she has to talk in such an impolite way? It's not like we're monkeys or anything! We are young, yes, but we still deserve some basic respect right? She's really the teacher with the most impolite tone i've ever met. The government is advocating skills upgrading. June Yeo needs upgrading, a whole lot of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was slightly better i guess. The day went by quite quickly, the music students of 3L did their "basking". All of them played the piano in the concourse to raise funds for the victims of the Haiti earthquake. They can really play well O: Really well *jaw drops*+*CLAP CLAP CLAPS!* Had our first drama lesson for SS during SEL today. Was really expecting to hate it and all. But it was actually really fun! :D Weeeee!~ English was horrible as usual. What else can you expect from June Yeo except constant misery? Other than being a really horrible teacher, her command of English is actually not as good as it should be. Ironic, since she's an ENGLISH teacher?! Gosh! She wrote 'VOMIT' as 'WOMIT' on the whiteboard and really said 'womit'. According to Dictionary.com, there is virtually no such thing as 'womit. 'Wtf?! So we have a sub-standard English teacher teaching us the skills we need for 'O' Levels. "I'm feeling very assured!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough ranting(: Need to go make the samples for the chocs SH, chris and I are selling!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-7611186250643376850?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7611186250643376850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=7611186250643376850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7611186250643376850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7611186250643376850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-feb-2010.html' title='2 Feb 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-7132437306217628898</id><published>2010-01-28T18:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T19:51:31.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>Heeeee!~ I'm in a seriously good mood today! Probably cuz yesterday was a really great day. And i woke up feeling really awake and not sleepy. It's a miracle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a really great day! 3L won 2nd in the Siow Miow Yew Challenge. SHOCKER! :D haha it was really fun (: Played Truth or Dare in class too(: Chawit is the most unlucky guy i've ever met! xD hahaha how is someone able to spin the pen and get chosen like more than 4 times in a short game?! Roflxz to the max! Haha it was really fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up very happy today(: PE was a bore. Wushu is really cool, but the teacher makes it suck. YueYao, Zoey and i ran to the the side while the jiaolian was doing a demonstration. His back was faced to us so we just RAN and hid behind the giant rolled up carpets in the Tower Hall. Ended up playing Truth or Dare again(: YueYao had to go to the front of the class and do the 'Nobody' dance, HongJie had to do jumping jacks on stage and Rachel had to roll on the floor like she was on fire+make "snow angels" on the Tower Hall floor. OMG it was so damn hilarious! Especially YueYao's cuz she really looked super paiseh having to do the dance in front of the people doing wushu and and jiaolian. OMG that was EPIC! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMath was a complete bummer. I really suck at AMath manxz. Need loads and tonnes of practice now. I won't fail again! I hope. Stayed back for a while to complete AMath homework and decided to see if i could help with the CNY decoration. Fcuk i hate that girl (Aa). She's so bloody annoying! Seriously (Aa), don't talk to me as if you're so important or as if I'm lower than you. Biatch! You're so damn disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all for now(: NP Initiation Day tmr! Hurray time to get WET WET WET! :D&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today's a special day!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-7132437306217628898?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7132437306217628898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=7132437306217628898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7132437306217628898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7132437306217628898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/01/28-jan-2010.html' title='28 Jan 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-2370096416553593084</id><published>2010-01-26T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:05:37.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>Haven't touched the computer in a while now. Feeling very proud of myself for finally being able to use this computer! Updated the songs for this little blog, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall start off with the happy stuff. Half day at school last thursday cuz of the improved 'O'Level results. Yipee! (: Went to Andrew's house with Alina, Chris, SH, Ader, WL, YH, Mingyao. Roflxz. YH came later. Re-enacted scenes from Twilight (the baseball scene) with Chris and SH. Gosh so retarded! But it was hilarious. Played Pig with them. Gosh SH you're so super evil! Suddenly Ninja and some other guys came in. Yitai ROLLED into the room like a real ninja?! Ader and i just stoned and it took us quite a while before we found out what was going on? Serious lagging. Played Blind Mice etc etc at the playground. Butt hurts cuz i sat on the swing for too long. Went back to schoolon friday missing 2K more ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was quite a bore. Form teacher never fails to piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 26 Jan 2010, is officially the worst day since the year 2010 started. Got back BOTH my EMath and AMath test. Did extremely badly for both. Scraped through the EMath paper by just passing and completely failed the AMath test. Seriously felt super demoralized. I just sat there in my chair, stoning and trying my best to control the tears that were already collecting in my eyes. Mr Neo just had to ask me to look up when the tears started to fall. Great. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bloody hell how do you expect me to raise my head? You want the whole class to see me crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then came EMath, expected myself to do better. But it was justa s disappointing as AMath. If i jump frm the 5th level of the Upper Sec block, what are the chances of me dying of getting severe brain damage so i never have to see another math problem?&lt;/span&gt; I'm hoping it's high. Btw, thanks YueYao for the tissue paper(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form teacher is a fagging bitch. She was going through some stupid language practices when i put my head down for a while. So she told me to go up and complete one of the exercises. When i went back to my seat she asked me if i was alright in front of the whole class. Damn you, i'm perfectly "FINE". Even if i wasn't how is it any of your concern? Seriously miss 2K where i could just run to Alina/Chris/SH/Ader when i feel super low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to TM with Chris&amp;amp;SH after school. Sorry Alina for pangseh-ing you ): Bought Takoyaki and felt a bit better. Till i dropped on onto the floor. Brilliant. I hadn't even eaten 1/4 of that piece! At least SH and Chris were lucky(: Chris got her Tsuna keychain the first time she tried the "gachapon" at Toys'R'Us! i have no idea what that thing is called. I just call it Gachapon cuz of Maple? It's that little machine where you put in the coins and turn the lever and this little ball with a small toy inside comes out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and really broke. Have no idea how to let my mum sign the test papers. I don't want her to suspect anything or blame Art for these bad results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Zee isn't in school, she got two of her ex-students to come teach them. They're really cool. Hoping very hard that tomorrow will be a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for dao-ing your messages, i was in a completely horrible mood. Sorry ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao,loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-2370096416553593084?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2370096416553593084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=2370096416553593084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/2370096416553593084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/2370096416553593084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/01/26-jan-2010.html' title='26 Jan 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-8851970194835313976</id><published>2010-01-20T19:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T20:36:43.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>Zomg! i have an E.Math test tomorrow but here i am posting. Miss 2K'09 like blehxz. Every time i think 3L'10 will get better, it just disappoints me over and over again. heck, i'm going to try to keep my spirits up for PE tomorrow, although it's wushu and we'll have lesser time for PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had CCA auditions yesterday. Hopefully this batch will be better than sec2s'10! Gosh this year's batch of Sec1s seem a lot better(: Hopefully they ARE filled ith potential and won't disappoint us! Captain's SPONGE was really fun(: Team HEART ATTACK FTW! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really hot, not. So boringxz! Gosh, felt super out in class during STI. I wish I was the one being interviewed so i didn't have to drift around so much. Sucks big time. I miss 2K'09! Art people were in charge of doing the class birthday chart. But they were talking on and on and on about anime, manga, Bleach yada yada. All i could do was stand there and stare at my blank skeet of paper. Very fun right? Saw the guys playing Truth or Dare, so i was really reminded of 2K! Gosh, i think i still have some pictures of 2K-ians playing Truth or Dare. I miss Aderline's awesome dares. I seriously wanted to cry. But crying in a whole class full of strangers is weird, and very uncomfortable. Maybe i should have just pretended to sleep. No one would know i was crying or anything. I sleep so much in class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to do a bit of my art homework. Failed terribly. No freaking idea what to draw! Stoned for a while and decided to talk to Janice. She's nicer than i thought(: Have to do another design for the fashion design competition. Oh manxz. SimYiLiang one day i'll kill you for reading the  messages in my inbox. Grr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;it's no point being in the same class as you, you treat me like i'm invisible. To think i felt relieved to know i'd be in the same class as you again, just like when we were in primary school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotcheck in the morning. Upper Sec girls only? Zzz. Dr Boon decided to address some problems like the length of our skirts, our hair and the colour of girls' undergarments. Wtf man. My shirt was already tucked in and JY&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;(June Yeo)&lt;/span&gt; still shoved it in like nobody's business. Damn you! I'm not your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;favourite student&lt;/span&gt; with blouses tucked in all the way the skirts reaching the middle of my calf. Screw you! And it's not like she nicely tucked it in for me. Wth she's super rough. Damn it one day we'll shove your blouse into your ugly skirts. See how you like that! I'm very tempted to say something really vulgar but i shan't(: Didn't expect JY to say "Prostitutes in Geylang wear black to attract attention" black as in black lingerie. Wth man, if you're gonna say things like that, LOWER YOUR VOLUME! We students have a sharp sense of hearing, only that it's a selective sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Ader on the way down the slope. Went to the spider web playground for a while. Cheer up Aderline(: It'll be okay soon. Overslept on the bus again and ended up at Stamford Road. AGAIN! My unconscious mind really loves Stamford Road. I always wake up only when i'm reaching Stamford Road. Hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots! 2K outing tomorrow! Andrew's house! Gosh, really psyched! Omg, my timetable for tomorrow is:  EMath test, PE, PE, GO PLAY! :D Woots i'm lovin' it. Better bring some clothes to change into or i'll be some walking skunk._. Gosh, i miss 2K'09. Seriously. I'm gonna play hard and go back to school the next day feeling hung over. Yay! Jiayou SH! We'll always be there to support you! :D Gotta start revising now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-8851970194835313976?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8851970194835313976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=8851970194835313976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8851970194835313976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8851970194835313976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/01/20-jan-2010.html' title='20 Jan 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-3884473215983102669</id><published>2010-01-18T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T18:35:07.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>I realise the number of posts a i have don't even make up one year, but this blog has been around for more than 2 years. I'm just a bit too lazy to post i suppose. Hmmm, need to change the songs on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week's PE was fun. Except that the ball hit my face while we were playing Captain's Ball and dislocated one of the brackets in my braces. I'm telling you it's seriously uncomfortable crap! Grrxz. PE was fun! Not looking forward to learning wushu during PE lessons. I'm not saying wushu is rubbish, i just want the time to Captain's Ball my life away! So really looking forward to PE now(: Weee~! Run run run! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed today's campcraft training cuz i had to go for my dental appointment. Felt so disappointed, it's the first campcraft comm training! ): NPCC CCA audition tomorrow. What? Why are auditions for Uniformed Groups necessary?! It's so dumb! Shouldn't it be, "Ooh! I Like! I shall Join!" Yay,happy! Anyway we'll be playing Captain's Ball. ROFLxz. Nice one. NCC's speech to get people to join them is seriously ironic. "Fun PT" OMG could see all the NCC people ROFLxz xD funny crap manxz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dentist seemed really amused when i told him how i got my bracket dislocated. He thought i played football and the ball hit my face. Wow, thanks Dr. Tan? It was quite amusing, I thought he'd be pissed or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art is getting stressful. But hopefully KoekChing's appeal is successful! :D I don't mind another art person! :D Yay! Gotta go now(: I guess 3L'10 is getting better, but i don't think it'll ever be as great as 2K'09. Have to move on ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-3884473215983102669?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3884473215983102669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=3884473215983102669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3884473215983102669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3884473215983102669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/01/18-jan-2010.html' title='18 Jan 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-5461440754521104454</id><published>2010-01-13T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:02:30.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>Busy day! Some art students came to talk to us today. Told us about their 'O' level experience. After hearing all that, i'm really getting quite scared. What if i make the same mistakes and don't get my A1? Gosh, I didn't expect art to be this hard. Have to do research for Clean and Green fashion design and Spanish mandala. Sounds simple? Yea, right. Getting really stressed! Had to run from art room to NP room then to art room for a while again, then run back to NP room! Hopefully this pays off and i get into Campcraft comm since i couldn't get into air-rifle team. Felt really ow cuz i didn't get in during the first half of the training. Haixz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see the Sec3 level head to ask if i could take bio as a ninth subject yesterday. Sadly i can't, not in scool or as a private candidate. Went home in a really low mood. Surprisingly my mum didn't say anything about it or scold me when i told her i couldn't take bio as a 9th. But ehr whole face was filled with one word, disappointment. Maybe i should really have taken triple science instead. It'll definitely have made her happier. This morning during assembly she announceed to the whole school that taking an 'O' Level subject is not possible as we're already school candidates. I just talked to her yesterday about it and then she announces something like that to the whole school the next day. Pretty uncomfortable if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, so very busy. Don't even have time to do my own things anymore. The thing which i spend the most time on when i come home is HOMEWORK. I miss the hols where i could sleep and sleep and sleep till i grow algae or something. Busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jiayou for your competition in feb! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go start my research now.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-5461440754521104454?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/5461440754521104454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=5461440754521104454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/5461440754521104454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/5461440754521104454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/01/13-jan-2010.html' title='13 Jan 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-8353650667487952293</id><published>2010-01-11T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:40:14.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, my posts are getting more and more sparse! Shall try to Ctrl+Z that as soon as i get used to Upper Sec life. Woaxz. Major thunderstorm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a really dramatic day to start off my second week in school with 3L'10. First presentation of the year (English Language Accuracy) was okay, although it was quite a fair bit more than presenting to 2K'09. Heck, I'm so biased. WHATEVER. I have no idea why i missed every possible bus i could take to school today, if i had taken the bus i would have been late for school. So thanks to my brother's graciousness i managed to get $10 and cab to school. Yay, i feel thankful that all the taxi uncles that sent me to school from home have been nice. Not those grumpy old grandpas. Yuppz so reached school on time, climbing up 5 levels is enough to make you perspire like you're climbing the hill. JOY! Met Alina, Aderline and Christine at the concourse before the bell rang and had a nice chat(: Chatting with them is impossibly comfortable and enjoyable. Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess was quite amusing. Was talking to him at the corridor outside my class. After talking for a while suddenly saw three heads popping out from the wall in front of the staircase! Surprise! SiHan, Aderline and WeiLing popped out. OMG it was so funny seeing their heads one above each other like some cartoon-ed spies! You all very cute! Then i realised Mr. Khoo had been looking at us talking for quite a while. Thanks for helping me buy the files! :D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;[editted]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day went by bla bla bla. Air rifle competition try-outs. SHOOTxz! Did really badly, Kimberly and i were totally demoralized. Was completely don and out by the time training ended. SiHan is amazingly good at rifle shooting! Hmmm, at least one of the ECG people can shoot(: I have realised that as much as shooting is really cool and all, it's not my thing. KIMBERLY! We shall focus on CAMPCRAFT COMM! Laughed like some crazy psychos while waiting for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and found out my dog ran away all because my dad didn't close the door after he left. Well done, dad. Called him and screamed at him through the phone. Received a call from Kimberly and just started sobbing. Like seriously, losing Rasco was already bad enough and i'm not going to lose another dog! Or rather, i'm not going to lose another dog because of my father's carelessness. Thankfully, we found her. She was at our block, same level, but just the other end! We heard her barking and were running back and forth thinking that she was at the other side, when she was actually just on the higher level. So we went up and found her. Poor silly dog, she looked so traumatized! Took her home, she looked to happy to be home after being lost for 3hours or something? Seriously scared the heck out of me! Thank God for helping us find that silly thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, mum's bugging that i should get off now. Why is everything so screwed up these few days? Parents, CCA, class. 2010 isn't starting off well, it's really horrible. I desperately need new songs in my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-8353650667487952293?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8353650667487952293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=8353650667487952293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8353650667487952293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8353650667487952293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/01/11-jan-2010.html' title='11 Jan 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-8340381572707447176</id><published>2010-01-10T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:11:03.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating for so long people! ): Missing 2009 loads, especially 2K'09 ): First week of school passed really slowly, probably cuz it was so boring. Somehow it feels good studying again, can feel your brain workign and not decaying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget to bring my NP uniform for the full-dress rehearsal of the CCA orientation. Had to get my dad to bring it to school for me. Screw it was so nerve-wrecking! First PE lessons with 3L was boring shit. Miss playing Captain's Ball with 2K manxz! I miss my running buddy ALINA! ): After the PE lesson i really felt like crying. Could feel the tears gathering in my eyes while talking to Chris, Ader and SH. OMG I MISS 2K'09!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA orientation went like shit. Suddenly started crying after the second round of the actual performance cuz i seriously screwed up. Kimberly Tan, thanks for cheering me up(: I love you guys! I have no idea what i'd do if i didn't have you all as squadmates! Now all we can do i to keep praying and keep our fingers crossed. I'm not interested in having another batch of...well, can't really say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to cancel Alvin and the Chipmunks 2 plans cuz of CCA again ): was supposed to go tomorrow, but suddenly there's Air Rifle Competition selection tomorrow so Sihan and i can just say goodbye to singing chipmunks. ARH MY THEODORE! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have come up with 5 things i miss about 2K'09:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Being in the same noisy classroom as Alina, Christine, Sihan, Aderline, Weiling, etc etc etc&lt;br /&gt;2. Seeing people (hint hint) trick counsellors that they didn't smuggle food up when they did&lt;br /&gt;3. Seeing Ninja and Leonard "channeling the wind" during Chinese class&lt;br /&gt;4. Looking around during recess and seeing the guys with their yoyos&lt;br /&gt;5. GuanWen sitting on the floor&lt;br /&gt;6. Pumping as punishment&lt;br /&gt;7. Running over to Alina/Sihan/Weiling's area to talk.&lt;br /&gt;8. Truth or Dare&amp;amp;Blind Mice games&lt;br /&gt;9. Long long long toilet breaks in between classes where everyone goes camwhoring in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;10. the NOISY and cheery atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain has become so stupid that 5 became 10! Yay! Omg i miss 2K'09 so much. Everything about 2K'09 is absent in 3L'10. It really sucks. Can someone appeal to my class? ):&lt;br /&gt;Gtg, bye(: I'll promise to try to post as often as my schedule allows me. Sec3 life is sucking the life out of me. SO BUSY!&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-8340381572707447176?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8340381572707447176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=8340381572707447176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8340381572707447176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8340381572707447176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-jan-2010.html' title='10 Jan 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-3271229177062526033</id><published>2010-01-05T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:39:25.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>first post of 2010! :D 3rd day in school as a student of 3L'10. Sucking my life away so far. As far as i'm concerned, 2K'09 still rocks best(: Totally missing 2K'09 ): no words can explain how badly i miss 2K'09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case i can't post tmr,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday Aderline! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our Chinese test today, i guess it was okay? EL diagnostic test tmr. Garrs, time for the hand ache when i'm rushing out my essay. Hopefully i'm still able to keep my standard. Had training today, it began quite sadly. Kimberly felt unwell but she didn't looked unwell, just demoralized. Did some pioneering for our booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walao eh when did you get involved larh? Extraxz--" We might as well celebrate with ourselves if you're like going to come and be extra. Damn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end post cuz i'm feeling damn pissed off now. Mother just came home and just starts screaming at me cuz there're so little people taking art. Wtf man. Going to do homework now. Damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-3271229177062526033?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3271229177062526033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=3271229177062526033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3271229177062526033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3271229177062526033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2010/01/5-jan-2010.html' title='5 Jan 2010'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-7020035403339814663</id><published>2009-12-31T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:06:13.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Dec 2009</title><content type='html'>In 11hrs and 53min it'll be 2010. Really wish we could celebrate it together, I'll really miss you all 2K'09 people next year. Garr. Heck it. Who gives a shit anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go for training today cuz i was feeling unwell. Woke up with some annoying headache. Probably cuz of last night. Yesterday's training was really funny, but really sucked at the same time too. Finally got promoted to Corporal! *smiles* Omg how did they get promoted to LCP? Have they even taken their 3rd-class drill test? Gawd. Anyways watching some of them go to the ma'ams to collect their badges was freakishly funny. Almost burst out into laughter if Amanda didn't tell me to shut up. Had to stare at the ground for the longest time in case i really break out into laughter. OMG it's seriously the funniest thing i've ever seen in my NP life! OH MY GOD. Lol but otherwise really hope they'll improve. Sgt QianYing seemed really strict with them, she wasn't THAT fierce when she was with us. Gosh, Kimberly and i were totally complaining about how they were and how we were going to have a horrible time with them once we take over. Okay enough with the not-very-nice stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training went quite horribly, we were almost shouting at each other. It's almost becoming like the more we practice the worse we get? Felt totally out of fuel by the end of training. Went home feeling like jelly. Felt totally horrid after bathing and sleeping. Felt like i was going to get a fever or something. Amanda, Kimberly and I were all feeling really sick at the same time. It was really cool but weird at the same time? Ha, we should have expected something like this to happen. 7hours long training and only a maximum of 4hrs of sleep? Fatigue, not a really good way to go when school's going to re-open soon. Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, why do i always miss the fun trainings? Spent a really boring day at home. Finished up my 公函and作文 Yay! Still need to wrap my books, do my 阅读报告, and finish reading 皮皮鲁. I really don't know how i'm going to do 阅读报告. Have no idea what to write! Feeling really low now. Sighs. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-7020035403339814663?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7020035403339814663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=7020035403339814663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7020035403339814663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7020035403339814663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/12/31-dec-2009.html' title='31 Dec 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-8369461212271216705</id><published>2009-12-27T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T01:41:08.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 Dec 2009</title><content type='html'>OMG! Muster parade is on Monday! :D Finally getting badges after SO LONG! :D YAYxz! Oh My Gosh but my uniform is completely not ready._. Screwed. Went out with Natasha, Chearmin and Jolian today(: Jolian's polariod camera is totally cool! :D Went to Starbucks to meet them(: Took loads of pics with her camera. These two guys sitting at a table close to us kept looking at us. Like what? Never seen a bunch of teenage girls having fun with a camera before? Tsk tsk. Wanted to ask them to help us take some pics of all four of us, but well we didn't dare to xP Took some neo print at Bugis and walked around Bugis Street before going to get more film for Jolian's camera. They come in 10s so it runs out really quickly. Yuppz went to J.CO to take more pics. Got a yogurt thing and shared, Chearmin accidently took a picture with Jolian's camera. Kinda wasting one shot, but it turned out quite nicely! The picture was actually quite cool, other than the fact that you can't really see anything unless you look closely? Hahaxz. Anyway we got one of the staff there to help us take some pics of us, so we each had one polariod picture(: It was seriously cool! :D Thanks, Jolian!♥ Left Bugis after that. Went for dinner at some weird place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, have to finish up a whole load of homework if i wanna go out after training on Monday. CHIONG! Yuppz, maybe i should start doing a bit now. Seeya! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You broke my record&lt;/span&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/4886717690336435455-8369461212271216705?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8369461212271216705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=8369461212271216705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8369461212271216705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8369461212271216705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/12/27-dec-2009.html' title='27 Dec 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-5958024083867666611</id><published>2009-12-20T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T21:30:31.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Dec'09</title><content type='html'>Gosh! Camp EVO was just featured on Crime Watch! JOKE! It was held at the ATC campsite! Stupid camp refused to let AHNP people join cuz there were too many people. Go home! D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training starts at 7.45am tmr, need to wake up super early ): gtg! ciao(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-5958024083867666611?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/5958024083867666611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=5958024083867666611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/5958024083867666611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/5958024083867666611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/12/20-dec09.html' title='20 Dec&apos;09'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-13257679434918525</id><published>2009-12-20T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T18:39:39.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Dec 2009</title><content type='html'>Oh! Training starts tomorrow! Hopefully i'll be able to wake up on time O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Orchard to check out the Christmas deco yesterday(: Went for lunch at Peeper Lunch, got kinda pissed waiting for a table. How is it possible that there's a table for three and not a table for 4? Don't tables come in multiples of two?! Was seriously pissed of with the person. Decided to play the STONING GAME with Christine. Lost to her cuz i saw SiHan happily eating her whipped cream and started laughing. Had loads of fun taking loads of pics with SiHan, Ader and Christine. It'd have been a lot more fun if it was so wet :/ Felt like a little kid again when we got balloons xD We had to ask for them cuz obviously we're a bit too old to be playing with balloons in public xP We got our first balloon from this CIMB Bank guy. And he asked us "Who's the baby?" Like LOLxz! Then we walked and walked and saw HELIUM BALLOONS! :D OMGosh! UOB was giving out HELIUM BALLOONS! :D We got one each and carried on walking to Centrepoint(: People kept staring at our balloons O: No! Gave my red balloon to a little baby at CentrePoint, Christine gave her one and only blue balloon to another baby at Ion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Daddy and Funan IT Mall. Almost got my own laptop! D: Should have said YES when he asked if i needed my own laptop for Upper Sec! O: Grr! Decisions decisions :/ Met cousins for dinner(: Bye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-13257679434918525?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/13257679434918525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=13257679434918525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/13257679434918525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/13257679434918525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/12/20-dec-2009.html' title='20 Dec 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-3166176674801788026</id><published>2009-12-18T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T20:27:20.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Dec 2009</title><content type='html'>Yea! Finished up the science worksheets today :D Finished reading Animal Farm too. It kinda creeped me out ._. Pigs walking. okayyy._. Working on the orientation flyers now(: Getting kinda stressed out. How are we going to learn the whole orientation drill in 2 trainings? Is each training going to last 16hours or something? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school to start redoing the drill orientation yesterday, managed to complete quite a fair bit(: Had a really good laugh when Kimberly tried out some ideas for the flyers. SQUAD SECRET! Kimberly started to feel really hungry so we left school for lunch at 18chefs. Getting really bored of 18Chefs :/ YingLing spammed the cheese and ground dried chilli, again. Gross out. YingLing! Went on the Kimberly's house to complete the drill orientation, but we ended up playing Spoon and the Pig Game. I like Kim's house(: Garr! I was a level2 pig when Lixin(level6 pig) asked a question and i dumbly answered. ARH! My one-word answer caused me to fall 4 levels in less than 30secounds. HURRAY! Lixin and I lost the pig game. YingLing lost at Spoon. She just couldn't get the coins quickly enough! xD LOLxz! Kimberly and Lixin were fighting for a coin that went under SiHan's foot. SiHan tried moving her foot away but they kept trying to grab the coin from under her foot. SO FUNNY! xD SiHan gets tickled by two crazy people fighting for the coin. Kimberly got the coin in the end. Went home feeling bored. Phone died on me at 7.27pm while i was still on the bus home. Garrxz! Reached home at 7.38. The freakishly long bus ride took a whole hour! Sianz, i thought i would be able to see some people, but i didn't get to cuz we left school early :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should get back to the flyers. ciao! (:&lt;br /&gt;i miss WWW already :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-3166176674801788026?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3166176674801788026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=3166176674801788026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3166176674801788026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3166176674801788026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/12/18-dec-2009.html' title='18 Dec 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-4044839291941721328</id><published>2009-12-17T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T01:14:58.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 Dec 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arh! Oh my gosh Wild Wild Wet was so much fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brought Puppy to the vet in the morning, so ended up meeting the rest late. The vet says nothing's really wrong with Puppy (: Her hair loss and moodiness could just be because of the change in environment or something. But to prevent her from scratching and biting herself the vet gave Puppy one of those silly-looking collars to wear. Now Puppy looks extremely retarded :D And really funny and cute xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad sent me to the mrt station where i took a train to Paris Ris. Felt so jittery the whole trip, i hate being late! Especially when it's Wild Wild Wet with Ader, Sihan, YiTai, YiHeng, KaiYuan and WeeLiang! Lolxz xD yea but WeeLiang went late too xP So met weeliang at paris ris mrt before going to www to meet the rest. Had a really hard time trying to find them, i got kinda scared ): But we eventually found them in the children's area :D Played and played and played. Funxz! Had a really great time :D It really makes up for the time we lost when we went to ww during class chalet (: Got kicked in the neck/face by this stupid kid. Felt like punching this guy cuz he dyed his hair some puke green colour which made him look like moss was growing on his head. Why did i feel like punching him? Hmmm, maybe cuz he's such a poser, and a really bad(and fat) one at that. Some aunties should really grow up and WAIT FOR THEIR TURNS WHEN SITTING THE KIDS' RIDES. YiHeng's sister almost got injured cuz some impatient aunty rushed down the slide before his sister could get off. NO STYLE, AUNTY! Ask your kids to teach you some skills you need when you're playing in a place full of little kids. Lesson1: PATIENCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got kinda pissed at this person who said that it was most likely that he/she would be going to www with us but went somewhere else in the end. Grrxz. Forget it. Had dinner, went to the arcade and went home. Reached home at about 10.30pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuppz it was a really almost picture perfect day, till i went home and my bro just HAD to spoil my mood and make me so damn upset. Thanks for calming me down (: ciaoxz! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-4044839291941721328?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4044839291941721328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=4044839291941721328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4044839291941721328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4044839291941721328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/12/17-dec-2009.html' title='17 Dec 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-3447705620422967597</id><published>2009-12-16T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T02:39:59.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 Dec 2009</title><content type='html'>teeheee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;300th POST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;feeling rather accomplished xD Hmmmm, when did i start this blog? Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Today went by really quickly, probably cuz of the fact that i woke up at 1pm and spent an hour trying on the clothes i bought from Cotton On. Hahax, needed to see what i could match it with in case i'm rushing for time one day and have no idea what to wear. Hopefully i don't forget what i paired each pretty piece of cloth with :D Felt super zilian standing in front of the mirror for like and hour plus._. lamexz! i'm totally loving my yellow shoes! :D Rubi shoes are great :D i don't think they'll leave blisters for me to "ENJOY" I'm going to need yet another red belt, but i need this one to be a bit thicker than the one i just bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Wild Wet in a few more hours! :D Please, Lord don't let it rain ): But before that have to bring Puppy to the vet with my sis. Poor little dog's been behaving so strangely and losing so much hair ): wonder what's wrong with her ): yupps so i have to wake up at 8am. That's about 5hours earlier than the usual time i've been waking up for the past few days or so._. Oh, the joy of sleeping in :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't finished much homework, i should really set aside a day or so to finish up EVERYTHING. Animal Farm really seems quite interesting. Read about half the book in a hour or so, so i guess i'll start by finishing that up (: The rest, well, i finished a science worksheet. APPLAUSE! :D I've become so lazy during this holiday ): yuppz, that's all for now i guess. Seeya soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-3447705620422967597?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3447705620422967597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=3447705620422967597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3447705620422967597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3447705620422967597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/12/16-dec-2009.html' title='16 Dec 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-3756748837828648702</id><published>2009-12-14T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T15:43:47.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Dec 2009</title><content type='html'>Supposed to work today, but decided to saty at home to finish up some homework. Dad got really pissed off. Guess i should have told him earlier :X Feeling pretty stressed out about our drill orientation. We don't even have time to meet up! How are we going to redo the orientation? D: Gosh, I really hope we don't screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished learning the Kinetic Particle Theory. It's quite easy to understand. Just hope i can manage the worksheet ( KT says it's killer hard?) Yuppz, decided to explore the school website a bit and started reading the 'Your Voice Matters' page. OMGOSH! i read the most hilarious thing! xD the title was "UG No Hygiene" OMG! That's damn funny! xD Some person was complaining about how we UGs have to share bottles and stuff. Roflxz?! The school should really change those pictures that change every few seconds. They've been there since the beginning of time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Wild Wet in 2 days! :D Last bit of fun before training resumes next week(: Kinda weird but i miss training. Ciao! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-3756748837828648702?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3756748837828648702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=3756748837828648702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3756748837828648702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3756748837828648702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/12/14-dec-2009.html' title='14 Dec 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-7048554818440211450</id><published>2009-12-13T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:08:26.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Dec'09</title><content type='html'>Changed blogskin. Yuppz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping at Parkway with mum and bro. We thought PP no longer had a Cotton On till we saw the shop. Gosh, it's HUGE! Got the flipflops i wanted. I don't know how i'm going to wear my newly bought Havaianas and the Cotton On pair. 2 pairs of flipflops, not that bad :D Got another 2 pairs of rubi pumps(: loves. Tried on a whole lot of clothes, i think the fitting room people think i'm weird cuz i went in so many darn times. roflxz?! The magic of retail therapy (: Went for dinner at Pastamania feeling very happy :D treated mum and bro to dinner before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished reading 水浒传 in 3 days! :D i'm feeling very accomplished xP I don't care if other people read faster :D Practised how to spin a ball when we went bowling last night. Daddy finally agreed to teach me! :D like FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to redo the drill orientation. How are we going to reduce 24 people to 12 people? idk. For now, we're SCREWED. Garr! Haven't even started on online homework! D: i'm beginning to get desperate. Yuppxz, going to work for dad on monday and tuesday. Wednesday is Wild Wild Wet! :D kays, gtg! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-7048554818440211450?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7048554818440211450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=7048554818440211450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7048554818440211450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7048554818440211450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/12/13-dec09.html' title='13 Dec&apos;09'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-4987010405712908672</id><published>2009-12-09T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T16:52:22.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Just Fall In Love Again by Jason Castro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PzoiTk6oSKw"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PzoiTk6oSKw&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PzoiTk6oSKw&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet song(: heart melts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-4987010405712908672?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4987010405712908672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=4987010405712908672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4987010405712908672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4987010405712908672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/12/lets-just-fall-in-love-again-by-jason.html' title='Let&apos;s Just Fall In Love Again by Jason Castro'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-2371152343373710098</id><published>2009-12-09T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:37:56.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Dec 2009</title><content type='html'>I'm back! 6days have passed since 2K'09 class chalet. omg it was seriously so much more fun than 1J'08 class chalet. &lt;3 2K'09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall try to put down as much as i can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day1:&lt;br /&gt;Carried Whale Whale around looking like some overgrown kid on my way to Pasir Ris. Met Ader and went to meet the guys at Macs. Signed up for the nEbO membership with Christine :D checked into Aranda, tried to chiong for the TV but SH, Ader and I didn't know where to go._. lamexz. Chionging was no point, they didn't have a DVD player. noobz! Had to make do with Andrew's laptop. (AA has a new meaning, Angel Andrew!) Watched Unrest, got seriously pissed at GuanWen. I was expecting a lot more from Unrest. Wasn't that scary. Just a lot of gore. wth? The Ring was a lot scarier. Went tfor dinner at Fish'n'Co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally learned how to play Taitee! Thanks Andrew! :D Taitee Master. Wanted to learn how to play mahjong since they rented a mahjong set, but didn't get to cuz the table was always full ): rofl. Taitee still rocks :D Played Truth or Dare at around midnight. Fun-ness :D The bottle never pointed at Alina, YiTai or me a lot. i was sitting in between them so YiTai says i have AURA. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;Played PS3 WWE and Street Fighter. Quite fun xD fell asleep after that. LOUSY ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day2:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up feeling very cold cuz i slept on the floor. Yiheng was trying to wake SiHan up. HILARIOUS. Haha okay not really for SH. HAd breakfast and went to buy the food for the BBQ. Saw cousin(distant cousin) Daryl. He looked shocked. Went to Wild Wild Wet after that :D YAY! SiHan and i dashed for the water and eventually got separated from the girls so we went back to the lockers only to see our class guys taking off their shirts and shoving them into the lockers. AWKWARD. tried going by another way but it didn't really help. Had to constantly look down. AWKWARD MUCH ._. HAd a lot of fun until it started raining adn they decided to go back to the chalet. SAD after everyone bathed it stopped raining. DAMN PISSED. Felt very unsatisfied cuz we only got to play for like 2hours or something? PISSED. So Alina, Ader and I ended up sleeping. Talked then slept for a while. Lost my hairband in the water ): SAD! My sister gave it to me ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner = BBQ. Got kinda pissed at some people. Went bowling after that. Quite fun :D Garr! Almost got a turkey! The score in that frame was (XX9) cuz it was the last frame. DAMMIT. Got more pissed at that same person. Bought Breezer and went back to the chalet. Cut my finger while trying to open the Breezer bottle. OUCH. The guys keep saying Sihan and I would get drunk? We are pro! we didn't ! :D Lol. While SiHan and i were preparing the disgusting forfeit drink both our left index fingers had some BBQ sauce on it so we both licked it at the same time. JINX! We started laughing like crazy and they thought we were drunk. tsk tsk. In the end we didn't get to play truth or dare cuz everyone was too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day3:&lt;br /&gt;woke up and didn't have any breakfast. Waited for an hour at eHub for the guys cuz we were going to watch New Moon. YAY! omg Taylor Lautner is HOT. Yay New Moon's so much better than Twilight :D not only cuz of Jacob :D Team JACOB FTW! :D went home after that. SHACK. love 2k'09 class chalet :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went shopping with SiHan, Ader and Christine on Monday :D ROCKS! First time eating Pepper Lunch xD Hopefully we're going to Wild Wild Wet again next monday :D yay! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;They're my friends too so it doesn't count as putting love over friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-2371152343373710098?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2371152343373710098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=2371152343373710098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/2371152343373710098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/2371152343373710098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/12/9-dec-2009.html' title='9 Dec 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-7115191631972960477</id><published>2009-11-29T14:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T15:12:57.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o6AiXn2YOYI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o6AiXn2YOYI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o6AiXn2YOYI"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots! finally found the title of this song! :D OMG the little girl in the dress spinning round and round is SO CUTE! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIP yesterday sucked to the core, actually almost the whole of yesterday sucked. Shall not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixpod is screwed. I can't edit my playlist! Grr. Mrs Yip's farewell party starts in 2hrs. I have no idea what to wear. YAY. Woke up really late today or i'd have gone to shop a little. Maybe get that shirt i've been wanting for quite a while now or get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BRAND NEW EYES - PARAMORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love Paramore! Really hope to get the album soon(: But should i get Love Drunk-Boys Like Girls or Brand New Eyes? Touch decision! D: okay time for me to get ready to go out. ciao! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2K'09 class chalet in 2 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2K'09&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2K'09&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;2K'09&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;2K'09&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2K'09&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;2K'09&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2K'09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-7115191631972960477?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7115191631972960477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=7115191631972960477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7115191631972960477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7115191631972960477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/11/woots-finally-found-title-of-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-3152613483998778162</id><published>2009-11-25T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:30:03.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Nov 2009</title><content type='html'>Wassup wassup :D i'm really in a good mood today! :D smiles (: almost done assembling all the buggies! Will kinda miss working with them :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorta worked overtime with them, cleaning up the buggies at keppel. The golfers there are great at wasting food._. Dinner was very funny. SiHan and I couldn't finish up our whole big plate of food, so we stacked a whole lot of rice onto YiHeng's plate xD it was SERIOUSLY a MOUNTAIN of rice. The best thing is he managed to finish it ALL and eat some of the other food. YiHeng, you are the BEST! xD It was only during dinner that a realised that 2K'09 class chalet is just NEXT WEEK! :D wooohoooo! really excited! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. i'm writing this section for the 3rd time cuz something's screwed up with Blogger! D:)&lt;br /&gt;Weather today was really nice(: Perfect for doing work but we ended up slacking cuz there wasn't much for us to do. All of us ended up sitting on the buggies and playing Sims2. It was damn funny hearing "Oh! i fell in love!" and "I'm having an affair" while controlling the Sims. Before that SiHan and I got really freaked out by 2 cockroaches. Cockroaches, thank you! GROSS! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm getting tired. ciao(: last day of work tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2K'09&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2K'09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; 2K'09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2K'09&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2K'09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;2K'09&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2K'09 &lt;/span&gt; !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-3152613483998778162?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3152613483998778162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=3152613483998778162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3152613483998778162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3152613483998778162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/11/25-nov-2009.html' title='25 Nov 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-528948561209032141</id><published>2009-11-22T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T00:01:15.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Nov 2009</title><content type='html'>I don't know you anymore. I really don't. You're not the same person i knew. I can't tell if you've changed for the better or worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working tomorrow, hopefully i won't be carrying this emo mood with me. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9days to class chalet! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;how can i put it in a way that's not too loud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-528948561209032141?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/528948561209032141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=528948561209032141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/528948561209032141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/528948561209032141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/11/22-nov-2009.html' title='22 Nov 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-301348124821731211</id><published>2009-11-20T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:37:13.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Nov 2009</title><content type='html'>Screw! D: heard this seriously nice song over the radio but i didn't know the title. Now i'm trying to find the song over the internet. After like i don't know how long of looking i still can't find it! D: Sadness, i can't remember the lyrics OR tune anymore ): sadness. Found a whole chunk of other songs though. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really really really really want these albums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Brand New Eyes - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;2. Love Drunk - Boys Like Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the 987fm website is retarded. Why don't they tell you what's playing on the radio on the website?!&lt;br /&gt;Working with Alina, SiHan, YiHeng and YiTai ROCKS!(: Having CIp at Nanyang JC tmr. Gotta go facebook then sleep. byes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-301348124821731211?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/301348124821731211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=301348124821731211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/301348124821731211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/301348124821731211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/11/20-nov-2009.html' title='20 Nov 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-7365179615605042506</id><published>2009-11-19T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:44:02.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 Nov 2009</title><content type='html'>First day at work! rofl! So glad to have had Alina, Yiheng and Yitai as "colleagues". Seriously disgusted by &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after what they told me. You freaking know you're in the wrong so don't come and use another person's religion that you don't believe in to protect yourself. Utterly disgusting, no class at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, working was quite fun until it started to RAIN! Rofl, YiHeng doesn't eat a lot of things xD tried making him eat the dessert and roasted chestnuts. Alina, Yitai and I sadly failed :P But otherwise found the whole day quite fun. Hope the three of you all did too! :D SiHan's joining us tmr! :D But tmr will be Alina's second and last day ): sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backtracking, ATC was A LOT easier than what we expected and DEFINITELY easier than unit camp. just a short summary for ATC(: Groupmates were not so bad, except for one or two of the guys, COMPLETELY ungentlemanly people. Seriously, slap yourselves. Got VERY dirty during PT cuz it rained, and i was so LUCKY that i had to pump and do crunches directly on mud. YAY for my WHITE unit tee. i LOVE mud baths, my foot(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday in KL was shit. watched this advertisement "MH=Malaysian Hospitality". LAUGH OUT LOUD. "MH" is &lt;u&gt;non-existant&lt;/u&gt;. only the food was pretty good. other than that, i will NEVER go to malaysia AGAIN given a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp yupp guess that's all for now. need to get the rest for tomorrow! :D work work work! :D ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-7365179615605042506?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7365179615605042506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=7365179615605042506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7365179615605042506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7365179615605042506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/11/19-nov-2009.html' title='19 Nov 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-4118423822680741595</id><published>2009-11-12T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:26:38.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Nov 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I'm talking pedicure on my toes, toes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yupp that's what i'll be talking about once ATC is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt;! Camp's starting tomorrow and i'm not done packing. OMG, how did i end up slacking through the whole day._. Hmmmm, i guess watching The Lion King and Alladin on youtube is considered slacking :P i feel like i'm 3 again! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B5! i love you, Art. I hate you, Physics. Don't know who else is going to be in the same class as me. Hopefully not anyone obnoxious. HAPPINESS! My dad said something about Ms. Lim calling and telling him that  I GOT INTO HCL! xO shocked, happy, HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for a holiday right after i get back from ATC. The very next day! Thanks, Jie, for the really great timing :D Rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested in earning some extra bucks for the hols? My dad needs some people to do some work. It's some MASS DnT stuff(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-4118423822680741595?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4118423822680741595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=4118423822680741595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4118423822680741595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4118423822680741595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/11/12-nov-2009.html' title='12 Nov 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-4171390832484764800</id><published>2009-11-09T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:53:09.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Nov 2009 (2x)</title><content type='html'>Rofl. This is my second post for today. The time interval between both posts is around 23 hours. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving waking up late and lazing around in bed in the morning/early afternoon. Was supposed to so a bit of work for my dad today, but of course he didn't prepare anything for me to do. So spent the whole day following him around with my bro. Boring much, except for the part when we got to go to the arcade. But i didn't get to play Time Crisis cuz his group of ah bengs and ah lians were hogging the damn machine. Screw gangster-ish people. They're so ris low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt quite happy at the start of the day cuz Dad said i could get a mobile phone plan. Like FINALLY, after months of endless reasoning(not pleading or begging), he has finally realised that yes!, a mobile youth plan is more pratical than having a stupid prepaid card. JOY TO THE WORLD! But of course, we didn't get it today just because there weren't a pair of consecutive numbers for my brother and i. Yay so we'll be wasting more time tomorrow going down to Parkway Parade again just to see if they have the PERFECT pair of phone numbers. His reason? "Easier for me to remember" Hmmmm, out of the many times he makes any call, less than 3 of it is made to any of us and he doesn't even need to dial our numbers, he just needs to search our names in the endless phonebook in his phone and press the call button. Simple as 1,2,3! Hoorah.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least i'm going to get a plan(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro wanted to get a new phone cuz his is already 2yrs old. So he started spamming rubbish on why he should get a new phone bla bla. So dad said the perfect line to end the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I've been using my phone for 5 years."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Last Samurai is a sad show ): Watched Fringe a while ago. Walter rocks :D YAY After 3 days of sleeping without something cute to hug, WHALE WHALE IS BACK! :D yay! Now whale whale is nice and clean and white :D Say HI to the clean Whale Whale! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, really need to earn some $.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I want Paramore's Brand New Eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;listened to the songs on their new album, R!ot is still better i guess(: But Paramore still ROCKS :D&lt;br /&gt;_______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-4171390832484764800?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4171390832484764800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=4171390832484764800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4171390832484764800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4171390832484764800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/11/9-nov-2009_09.html' title='9 Nov 2009 (2x)'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-7948855617258571275</id><published>2009-11-09T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:50:35.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Nov 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SvbvnDoCS9I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/_8Y_hIVloPU/s1600-h/elephant%21.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SvbvnDoCS9I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/_8Y_hIVloPU/s320/elephant%21.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401768257344654290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;elephants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i hate physics, but my first choice includes physics next year. oh, the joy. Grr, the choices for the architecture, we can all toast those bloody choices. Evidently i'm suddenly pissed off with these stupid subject &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;combinations&lt;/span&gt;. May not even be able to get to know if i got my first choice till after ATC. Screw it. i shall look at my elephants and try to feel happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i can start doing some actual work tomorrow so i'm not so broke during the holidays. Hmmm., i've earned $15 so far. Not so bad considering the shocking amount of time i spend sleeping these days. Grr, dad's taking a bit too long to get the things needed for me to work. i'm going to die of waiting so long. Seriously haven't even touched anything related to studying since the holidays started. Can't say i'm proud if it. I just need to start one day so i don't end up burning midnight oil 3 days before the school year for 2010 starts to rush all the crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt; ♥elephants, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Flustered, confused, but i need to make up my mind. Trying not rush it too much, really need to think it through clearly. i'm not going to make the same mistakes over and over again, thrice is more than enough for me. It's like sometimes i can't stop thinking about you, but sometimes i just think of you as a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How am i going to make a decision that will make both of us happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4886717690336435455-7948855617258571275?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7948855617258571275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=7948855617258571275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7948855617258571275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7948855617258571275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/11/9-nov-2009.html' title='9 Nov 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SvbvnDoCS9I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/_8Y_hIVloPU/s72-c/elephant%21.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-1348667741627923355</id><published>2009-11-06T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:07:21.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 November 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heyho merry-oh! Trying to keep my spirits up. ATC starts in EXACTLY one week so I'm getting REALLY SCARED D: Training today was quite fun. Rifle drills (: We were practising our sedia in parts. so we had to balance on one leg with our rifles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"SATU! woahhh~~!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;that was the funnniest and cutest thing that happened to us today? roflz! but now my hand has some weird bruises that according to the CD course, i shouldn't rub. The proper way, as they put it, to treat bruises is to ice it. Hoorah. Pumping on the church carpark sucks. S-U-C-K-S. PT and pay back was great except for the INCREDIBLE surface we had to pump on. YAY. While we were warming up halfway, just doing some normal warming up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAAAAAAAA-CHOOOOOOOOOOOOHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;some NCC guy sneezed really loudly. and since NP and NCC had to share the church carpark area due to the O-levels, we could hear that LOUD sneeze REALLY clearly, SO FUNNY! xD so this is the last training we have before ATC. clap. Kimberly's new nickname is K-Algae (pronounced as Kaaalgay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school on Thursday to finish up the orientation drill proposal. Finally finished it! :D&lt;br /&gt;now all that's left to do is get it into the computer and pass it to the Sec3s. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to school on Wednesday to hand in our subject combi forms before that. Looked completely retarded wearing going-out clothes in school and putting on our PE shirts/any form of school related shirts just to cover up xD hope i don't end up in the same class as certain people next year. don't want to see some screwed up faces for the next two years. yeesh. Went ice-skating after that. had LOADS of fun with SH, Ader and Christine. I'm so sorry when i pangseh-ed you all to do rounds. SH was obsessed with this 4-year old little boy who goes around the ice skating ring talking to some other random girls. OMG he's so cute! xD after ice skating there for 3 hours, i have come to one conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Figure skaters are PRO -fullstop-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;next time i'm wearing full length socks to ice skate. damn those rental skates. smelly and painful rubbish! D: haha but it was fun while it lasted (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gearing up for ATC. I'm scared! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-1348667741627923355?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/1348667741627923355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=1348667741627923355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1348667741627923355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1348667741627923355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/11/6-november-2009.html' title='6 November 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-4137609744886401524</id><published>2009-11-03T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:44:43.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Nov 2009</title><content type='html'>ARH! Woke up super late today. Supposed to have my HCL test at 10am today. but i woke up at 10.16am! D: Rushed like some mental patient and cabbed to school. Was FREAKING late. Thank God for the cab. Wrote a two-page long compo. And when i was done i had 20min to spare so i went back to check it. 5min later i wanted to hand it in. But the teacher suddenly told me. "Oh, i don't think this is enough for you to get into HCL" totally SHOCKED, so had to write more in 15min. SCREW! Was so nervous D: Couldn't write properly cuz my hand was shaking like some addict high on heroine or something. I just hope i can get into HCL next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for your encouragement! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's my sister's birthday! :D she's 23+1 this year (: Going out for Peranakan dinner later. Woots! yums(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arhh! ATC is in exactly 10days. Extremely nervous now D: From what we heard from our seniors, we're going to die(: Really hope we make it and one of us gets Best Camper this year! jiayou jiayou! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice-skating tomorrow! :D bye for now(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-4137609744886401524?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4137609744886401524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=4137609744886401524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4137609744886401524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4137609744886401524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-nov-2009.html' title='3 Nov 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-3627489341112491320</id><published>2009-10-30T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T22:17:17.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Oct 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2K'09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm going to miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last day of school. Usually, I'd be freaking happy. Like "oh finally! The hols are here! no more waking up early 5 times a week" today i just felt freaking sad. I'm going to miss 2K'09 so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alina&lt;br /&gt;Aderline&lt;br /&gt;Denise&lt;br /&gt;Lyn&lt;br /&gt;Dorcas&lt;br /&gt;Christine&lt;br /&gt;Rhesa&lt;br /&gt;HuiZhen&lt;br /&gt;Hilary&lt;br /&gt;Chu Hui&lt;br /&gt;Wei Ling&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Wan Ping&lt;br /&gt;Zoey&lt;br /&gt;SiHan&lt;br /&gt;Joelynn&lt;br /&gt;Jean&lt;br /&gt;Wee Liang&lt;br /&gt;Yi Heng&lt;br /&gt;Yi Tai&lt;br /&gt;Hao Feng&lt;br /&gt;Darrel&lt;br /&gt;Andrew&lt;br /&gt;Guan Wen&lt;br /&gt;Joel&lt;br /&gt;Jerome&lt;br /&gt;Kai Yuan&lt;br /&gt;Ming Yao&lt;br /&gt;Leonard&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;br /&gt;Zi Feng&lt;br /&gt;Yi Liang&lt;br /&gt;Eugene&lt;br /&gt;Guan Ze&lt;br /&gt;Wei Jie&lt;br /&gt;Zi Heng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2K'09, I'm going to miss you so much. CRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had area cleaning today. Took truck loads of pictures, happiness. Oh man, can't believe a whole year has past so quickly. To think i hated being in 2K at the very start of the year. Gosh, i didn't know how nice it would be being in 2K. Being in 2K'09 beats being in 1J'08 a thousand times and more. Garr i hate good-byes like these. Started crying very randomly on the way back to class after our little CCA meeting. Shit. Wanted to hug everyone i saw ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first 2 days of the holidays are gone. Monday- Civil Defence Course. Tuesday- HCL test.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck! i really want to get into HCL next year (: pray pray pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Alina's house after school today. This could be the last time though. Felt kinda emo, i really hate saying good-byes. Alina and Christine cooked noodles for all of us. touched. love you all :D they were quite tasty xP sang karaoke, kinda funny except i didn't know the lyrics for more than half of the songs. i don't listen to Chinese songs at all._. okay so had quite a fair bit of fun. Watched Princess Diaries 2. Chris Pine is hot, Christine knows almost everything the characters say, YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHEER UP, LYN&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;It'll be okay(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 things i learnt in 2009:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cabbing up to school is very useful when you are feeling lazy or running late&lt;br /&gt;2. Mr Ong is possibly the worst teacher in the world.&lt;br /&gt;3. My brain is not suited to accomodate Physics.&lt;br /&gt;4. Not all "Mrs Charles" are actually caucasian&lt;br /&gt;5. Some bad things may be blessing in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now. going fo sibling outing tomorrow. we're going to the zoo! xD haven't been to the zoo since.... i can't remember when. YAY. see ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I LOVE 2k'09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can't seem to get you off my mind.&lt;/span&gt; i think i'm falling for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-3627489341112491320?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3627489341112491320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=3627489341112491320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3627489341112491320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3627489341112491320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/10/30-oct-2009.html' title='30 Oct 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-6616481867079420617</id><published>2009-10-28T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T00:22:27.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29 Oct 2009</title><content type='html'>I'm going to be broke very soon. Been cabbing up quite often, over-spending and going out quite often. Time to start working :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS SHAR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it's about time you let him go dear, we'll always be here for you no matter what(: He doesn't deserve you and you did the right thing, so don't dwell on it too much okay? Don't make those who REALLY CARE about you sad (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a bit of Stay Alive (horror) during DnT, was seriously scared?! OMG i cannot watch horror alone._.&lt;br /&gt;MrOng keep showing us weird videos of the 7 Deadly sins during Science lessons. They're really weird and creepy so we end up playing truth or dare :D yays :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tampines to watch Surrogates with SiHan, Aderline, Zanne, YiHeng, YiTai, Joel, KaiYuan, GuanWen, Jerome and WeeLiang. Played Time Crisis at the arcade till it was time to go in. Super fun! :D i love Time Crisis! :D Still had some time before the movie started so all of us went to the Open Plaza. Damn, brought back so many bad memories from P6. Saw Hidayah from CPA. Rofl? Cinema was freaking cold._. haha and YiHeng kept asking SiHan and I if we wanted more popcorn or anything cuz they couldn't finish it xD quite funny. YiTai and Joel looked super cute when they stood together cuz they were both wearing striped shirts. Went for dinner after that. yums, i eat very slowly ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost got lost on my way home, got psycho-ed my Aderline Cher to take the MRT home. Now i know how to go home using the MRT, Thanks Ader and Joel! :D But it's around the same as me taking bus 14 from Tanah Mera xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mememmememememtetetetetetetetete= LAME-ness! xD  We're just good friends people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness, sschool's going to end soon. 2K'09, I'll really miss you ): Damn it, hate good-byes.Managed to finish giving out all my cards and hearts today. Spent like a lot of time on tuesday doing them. I'll miss you all 2K'09-ians ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-6616481867079420617?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/6616481867079420617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=6616481867079420617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/6616481867079420617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/6616481867079420617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/10/29-oct-2009.html' title='29 Oct 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-6940565401927022622</id><published>2009-10-26T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:00:22.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Oct 2009</title><content type='html'>Last friday was the first time i cried so hard since primary6. I seriously don't know how you guys can be so normal and joke around after that when the rest of us are were still that affected, loads of applause for you all! Shall not elaborate further. Had our CIP after after school, i think that kinda cheered everyone up (: It was quite funny actually xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined the unit for our unit camp. It was really hiong._. rushing up &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4 levels &lt;/span&gt;through the General Office route from NP room again and again is no joke. *PANT PANT PANT* training in the morning and afternoon was really hard, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;nights&lt;/span&gt; were a lot more &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shar,XQ,Panda,Kim,SH and I completely went &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;wild&lt;/span&gt; in our tents xD &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;laughed&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;gossiped&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;talked&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;crap-ed&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;hyper-ed&lt;/span&gt;. SiHan! I'll always remember our intentionally &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;synchronized snoring&lt;/span&gt;! xD&lt;br /&gt;"1,2,3 SNOREEEEE!!" haha so we really talked and talked and talked till our century duty, after that we slept and woke up to fire drills ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiking from school to bedok reservoir, walking the whole perimeter of bedok reservoir and back to school again with all the stuff we brought to camp sucks your life away. SO DAMN TIRING. Started off with cheers and songs. Our &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;retard-ed-ness&lt;/span&gt; led us to sing the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Teen Titans&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Powerpuff Girls&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Spongebob Squarepants&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Barney &lt;/span&gt;theme songs. YAY! &lt;3 style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;rifle drills, it's painful. SiHan was still the cutest xD Amanda and Shannon were also damn cute! They said something about being not-tall-enough for the rifle. I love you all! xD &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Campfire&lt;/span&gt; that evening was super funny xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"come sing and be meehhhhhhh-rrreeeee~~~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i think my group's performance was kinda &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;retarded&lt;/span&gt;. But still,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; FERRARI ROCKS&lt;/span&gt;! (that's my big big group name!) missed SiHan, Amanda and Sharlene so much cuz they left early ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of our camp went quite well (: had the most &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;satisfying&lt;/span&gt; meal during the camp - third-day-lunch. The chicken potato stew was SO NICE! xD Panda, you missed out ): first time during the camp that i felt somewhat full. had &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;area cleaning&lt;/span&gt; after drills and campcraft. Ferrari had to clean the toilet. We were quite fast so we went to help the group washing the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; ponchos &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;tent-pitching&lt;/span&gt; equipment. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ZhenYing&lt;/span&gt; is my business partner in drying and folding ponchos. We created the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;seaweed wrap&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;uncooked-seaweed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; wrap&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; burnt seaweed wrap&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;NP seaweed wrap (navy blue)&lt;/span&gt; with the ponchos. MMMMM!~ yums! :D&lt;br /&gt;When everything was done it was prize presentation time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ferrari got Best Group! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Most improved cadet (Sec 1) - Kang Li(:&lt;br /&gt;Best camper (Sec1) -Pyone(:&lt;br /&gt;Most improved cadet (Sec2) - Kimberly :D&lt;br /&gt;best camper (Sec2) - the crazy one! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay for everyone! Was totally expecting&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Kim&lt;/span&gt; to get best camper, like hello, it's Kim! :D went home feeling very tired. Ate a bit, had a quick bath, went to sleep. Woke up 3 hours later feeling more tired._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway quite relieved that camp is over. we survived! :D Now it's just time to prepare for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ATC&lt;/span&gt;. Good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i've spent a bit too long on this post. time to go!&lt;br /&gt;i love you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Alina&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-6940565401927022622?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/6940565401927022622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=6940565401927022622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/6940565401927022622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/6940565401927022622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/10/26-oct-2009.html' title='26 Oct 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-1252473201647569515</id><published>2009-10-19T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:55:29.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 Oct 2009</title><content type='html'>I miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;East Coast&lt;/span&gt;. Finally got to go there with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Esabella&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;LiLing&lt;/span&gt; ytd. Rented a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;duplex&lt;/span&gt; with Bella. First time riding one! SO FUN! Yay and we didn't fall at all :D not bad eh? xD completely overspent._. Subway, Bicycle rental, drinks, Macs. Everything at East Coast (and macs) is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;overpriced&lt;/span&gt;! D: It's official, i hate &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ah bengs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! finally went &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;running&lt;/span&gt; today. I realise i like&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; cycling &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;roller-blading&lt;/span&gt; better. Probably cuz you don't feel tired until you stop, and you travel way&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; faster &lt;/span&gt;xD tried getting rid of the tan lines i got yesterday, ended up getting tanner. But the tan lines aren't so&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; obvious &lt;/span&gt;now. Oh my gosh. fell asleep after i bathed, had a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NIGHTMARE&lt;/span&gt;. arhhhhh! so scary! i seriously hope it doesn't happen, i love you* too much! D: i really don't know what i'd do if that really happened, i can't imagine myself &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;losing &lt;/span&gt;such a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;great friend &lt;/span&gt;): after that' i've been feeling &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;paranoid&lt;/span&gt;. Shar, i need "counselling"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Shar&lt;/span&gt;'s house for our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;drill orientation&lt;/span&gt; tmr. hope we can finish as much as possible without losing focus. jiayous! :D ciao! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*don't get me wrong, i love you as a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-1252473201647569515?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/1252473201647569515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=1252473201647569515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1252473201647569515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1252473201647569515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/10/19-oct-2009.html' title='19 Oct 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-4481496137267427184</id><published>2009-10-15T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:17:07.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 October 2009</title><content type='html'>woohooo! EOYs are OVER! hahahaha! welcome back to my life FREEDOM! :D  but the science paper was KILLER hard ): Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Christine's&lt;/span&gt; house after the papers. she got her hair cut by the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;CullenCarterCutters&lt;/span&gt; :D she looks really ncie now. SiHan and Alina got their hair trimmed too xD it was quite cute. I officially LOVE the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;strawberry frozen yogurt&lt;/span&gt;! :D bought it twice and didn't get sick of it xD haha! it's like healthy ice cream! :D eating something nice without having to feel guilty.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; SMILES&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should change my dental appointment to Saturday instead of Monday. Want to go &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Escape &lt;/span&gt;with them :D Honestly, I've never been to Escape Theme Park before._. haha yea maybe I'm slightly deprived. hahaha. what&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; colour &lt;/span&gt;should i change my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;braces&lt;/span&gt; to this time? *ponders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoohoo! I made a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Twitter&lt;/span&gt; account. Hahaha had a few problems with all the setting up._. but yay i can tweet :D tralalaaaa. haaaaa!~ feel so free now. But we have CIP tomorrow after &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Mini Olympics&lt;/span&gt;. tsk tsk :/ sadly i still feel stressed after these EOYs. Have to rush our &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;CCA orientation&lt;/span&gt;. We are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;seriously lagging&lt;/span&gt; ): gtg! bye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-4481496137267427184?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4481496137267427184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=4481496137267427184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4481496137267427184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4481496137267427184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/10/15-october-2009.html' title='15 October 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-8086580680895753375</id><published>2009-10-12T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T18:53:53.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 October 2009</title><content type='html'>oh no!&lt;br /&gt;EOYs start tomorrow and i'm still posting! haha :D okay i'll make this quick. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last few PE lessons were real fun. maybe cuz there weren't too many people playing and you could get the ball more than 3 times._. but still got hit in the face--"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite HAHA. played&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; pepsi cola&lt;/span&gt; in class during recess like&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; little kids&lt;/span&gt;. apparently i really suck at it. Sihan is the&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; jian-est&lt;/span&gt; player! silent killer man ._. i guess i was in a pretty good mood. except my voice sounded&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; funny&lt;/span&gt; for dunno what reason. *coughs* went to order&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; squad tees&lt;/span&gt; after school. quite sian. i hate collecting money!&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; uncooperative people&lt;/span&gt; are a waste of space. *tsk tsk* felt quite disappointed and pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the aunty was quite funny. so had a bit of fun ordering the tees, except that XQ had to send a lot of sms-es. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SORRY XIAO QUAN!&lt;/span&gt; ): but i guess we got our tees done quite..okay-ly? really hope they'll turn out nice enough to wear(: yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breaking&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; lightbulbs &lt;/span&gt;isn't fun ):&lt; ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push Play is cool(: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;CJ Baran&lt;/span&gt;! :D haha! okay time for me to go. JIAYOU FOR EOYs！ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;加油&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;加油&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;加油 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;加油&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;加油&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;加油&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;加油&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-8086580680895753375?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8086580680895753375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=8086580680895753375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8086580680895753375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8086580680895753375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/10/12-october-2009.html' title='12 October 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-8884020261433648103</id><published>2009-10-07T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T18:30:04.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 October 2009</title><content type='html'>yea! Finally got some of the songs i want into my &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;phone&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt;. Today was mildly boring. I'm going to have to learn a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;whole chapter&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;chem&lt;/span&gt; cuz i slept through the 2 lessons of science today. slept very well fyi xD Mr Ong sucks. Felt very &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt; today. Haha and the best part is i know the reason why I was so&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; high&lt;/span&gt; today(:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt; it's cuz i'm so over you(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CML sucks. She came into our class during our&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Chinese &lt;/span&gt;lesson and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; lectured&lt;/span&gt; us on how to keep the class clean._. then she made us clear all the trash. Too much time? yea i think so. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;MrSeow&lt;/span&gt; is probably in deep shit. CML sucks! Grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine said something which really affected me today after &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;assembly&lt;/span&gt;. Affected in a good way(: she said that she hadn't seen me so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt; for a long time already. Now that i think about it, yea. I haven't been my usual &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;HIGH&lt;/span&gt; quite a long time. Gosh ): Was supposed to stay back after school to practice our &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ELit drama presentation.&lt;/span&gt; But it got cancelled cuz the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;director&lt;/span&gt; was doing DnT--" haixz. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;disappointing&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway so i highed my way down to Tanah Mera w/ Christine, Ader and Weiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'm settling in to my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; surroundings quite well. I quite like this new place. Can really see the whole CBD from here, it's really nice at night! (: yea it's kinda small but it's okay. Gosh, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Rasco &lt;/span&gt;where did you go? Sighs, my dog ran away while we were shifting. Can't find him ): Really pray that he is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; suffering ): i miss him so much )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta start my revision. I'm really lagging behind ): ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-8884020261433648103?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8884020261433648103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=8884020261433648103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8884020261433648103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8884020261433648103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/10/7-october-2009.html' title='7 October 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-3316092257109825804</id><published>2009-10-04T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T01:43:39.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 October 2009</title><content type='html'>1.36am! finally done with the elit drama presentation script! :D really hope they like it so these dark eye bags are worth it --" at least this is one load off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slowly, steadily. one down, sixteen to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-3316092257109825804?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3316092257109825804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=3316092257109825804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3316092257109825804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3316092257109825804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/10/4-october-2009.html' title='4 October 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-7122514846058469867</id><published>2009-10-03T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:02:22.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 October 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; celebrating &lt;/span&gt;tonight, carrying lanterns and eating mooncakes. But there's just no festive feeling. It's our&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; last day&lt;/span&gt; here, it's been so cloudy and chilly. Feels like a really good show, the weather matching my mood. I seriously don't know how my brother can be so &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;optimistic&lt;/span&gt; about it, it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sucks &lt;/span&gt;feeling so down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; years here, only now do i realise how much i'll miss this place, sighs. Finished all my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;packing&lt;/span&gt;, it feels really &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;empty&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hollow&lt;/span&gt; now, everything's in big big boxes. It's quite &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;, it's so empty that when you say something loud enough you can actually hear an&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; echo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Physically&lt;/span&gt;, not &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;mentally&lt;/span&gt; prepared. Suckish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; lagging&lt;/span&gt; behind with my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;revision&lt;/span&gt;. So i'll have to finish 4 days worth of revision on Monday. Yay, the joy. Have to try to finish the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;E.Lit script&lt;/span&gt; by Monday. Time to get to it, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-7122514846058469867?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7122514846058469867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=7122514846058469867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7122514846058469867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7122514846058469867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-october-2009_03.html' title='3 October 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-5182703690744320534</id><published>2009-10-03T02:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T02:51:07.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 October 2009</title><content type='html'>oh _____. can't wait for New Moon! Bella and Alice look so much prettier than in Twilight! O:&lt;br /&gt;can't wait can't wait! 3 December 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bs79_5n848Q"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="260"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bs79_5n848Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bs79_5n848Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="260"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-5182703690744320534?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/5182703690744320534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=5182703690744320534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/5182703690744320534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/5182703690744320534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-october-2009.html' title='3 October 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-7110635972030439041</id><published>2009-09-29T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T17:53:15.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29 September 2009</title><content type='html'>finally! we got it! Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh studying for exams are stressful ): short post here. bye! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-7110635972030439041?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7110635972030439041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=7110635972030439041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7110635972030439041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7110635972030439041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/09/29-september-2009.html' title='29 September 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-5618157658714713961</id><published>2009-09-26T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T15:20:08.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 September 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm screwed. English Paper1 was not so bad, Chinese was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;killer&lt;/span&gt;. How could I forget the stupid &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;format&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;公函&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presented our CSSP presentaions to Mrs Yip after the papers. I think we made some major &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;improvements&lt;/span&gt;! :D *applause* SiHan's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;maple&lt;/span&gt; stuff in her presentation was so cute! Shannon, SiHan and my group presented, i guess we didn't do too badly (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tampines after that. Laughed like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; on the way to the MRT, as usual. Saw Yiheng, Kai Yuan, Joel, etc etc on the way down. Started throwing &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;leaves &lt;/span&gt;at YingLing, one went into her mouth and she kinda swalloed it? :P then Kimberly and SiHan joined forces with her to throw leaves at me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT FAIR&lt;/span&gt;! Lol but is was really fun. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt; thinks there are &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;cameras&lt;/span&gt; everywhere ready to take a picture of her, so she is always &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;posing &lt;/span&gt;for that secret shot. Amanda is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;FLEXIBLE METALLIC BARBIE&lt;/span&gt;! What do you expect? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to eat at Seoul Garden, but there wasn't any space so we ended but eating the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sakae Buffet&lt;/span&gt;. My first time eating a sushi buffet, it's so cool! LOL. SiHan ordered 10 pieces of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Salmon sushi&lt;/span&gt;. she started off by eating all the salmon, then she was left with 8 pieces of the rice. Happy Birthday SiHan! :D She finished all of it (after a very long time filled with different ideas of how to hide the rice) Made our way back to school after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't bring my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;class tee&lt;/span&gt; cuz i couldn't find it, felt super weird._. Like everyone else was wearing their class tee. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;YiLiang&lt;/span&gt;'s performance &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ROCKED&lt;/span&gt;! why wasn't there an &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;encore&lt;/span&gt;?! Gosh, why the MJ craze? He's dead. Lighted lanterns bla bla, typical &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mid-Autumn Festival&lt;/span&gt; activities. Felt kinda bored after the performances. But i really liked the lights, so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Simpang&lt;/span&gt; to eat after the celebrations. Ate too much at the Sakae buffet, so I only had a kosong and iced longan. Eating there brought back lotsa &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;memories&lt;/span&gt; ): Used to go there a lot with my sister, her friends and my bro when she was still &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;studying&lt;/span&gt;. Yea, i was still quite young then, but it was really fun. Wish i could &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;relive&lt;/span&gt; those days. Reached home at about 10pm. Yay! My mum didn't kill me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Missed out&lt;/span&gt; on a lot of studying yesterday. Time to catch up with my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;revision&lt;/span&gt;. bye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Time to catch up with reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-5618157658714713961?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/5618157658714713961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=5618157658714713961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/5618157658714713961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/5618157658714713961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/09/26-september-2009.html' title='26 September 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-2806332153039391482</id><published>2009-09-24T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T15:24:36.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Sept 2009</title><content type='html'>PE today was fun! :D lifted my usual low-ness. English period was kinda fun too. with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Joelynn&lt;/span&gt; and her lame joke/tricks. "zhu zhu zhu zhu zhu zhu zhu zhu zhu zhu! 没有!" walao. 我跟猪&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;没有&lt;/span&gt;分别--" Joelynn's "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ripit, Rapat, Ropot&lt;/span&gt;" is seriously SO LAME! OMG! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Eugene&lt;/span&gt; took so long to figure it out?! So funny watching his face xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to relive my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;墨林&lt;/span&gt;tuition days after school today. Played &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Blind Mice&lt;/span&gt; with people in class. OMG it's so fun. I suck man._.&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; YiTai &lt;/span&gt;was the catcher, he was coming closer and closer to me and i couldn't escape. Instead of trying to move away from him i stretched my hand out and he caught me--" my intention was to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;push&lt;/span&gt; him away or something but i &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I was catcher, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;YiLiang &lt;/span&gt;left the game a while ago but was still in the play area. So instead of catching those who were still playing, i kept "catching" him. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I was catcher (yes, again) and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ZiHeng&lt;/span&gt; was hiding behind a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;box&lt;/span&gt; in front of me. I kicked the box but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; catch him. pro right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;YiTai&lt;/span&gt; was also super funny. He climbed sorta onto the wall to try to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;hide&lt;/span&gt;, but he still got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;caught&lt;/span&gt; while he was on the window. A few people &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;knocked&lt;/span&gt; their faces into the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;noticeboards&lt;/span&gt;/walls while they were the catchers. Kinda funny but, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OUCH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel quite &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;guilty&lt;/span&gt; for playing for so long. I told my mum i'd be staying in school &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;STUDYING&lt;/span&gt;. Apparently not. Yay! Found a primary school &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;! :D Or rather he found me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hamzah&lt;/span&gt;/Hamster/Hamtaro/Alamak King in OEPS. Sitting beside him was so much fun :D&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm supposed to be on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIATUS&lt;/span&gt;. Guess that failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, bye for now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Why should I feel ashamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Feeling guilty at the mention of your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[editted]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-2806332153039391482?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2806332153039391482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=2806332153039391482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/2806332153039391482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/2806332153039391482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/09/24-sept-2009.html' title='24 Sept 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-333353410911017996</id><published>2009-09-23T17:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T15:25:21.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Sept 2009</title><content type='html'>School today was not bad as usual. Tried not to think about all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;problems&lt;/span&gt; which I have to face right now, just leave them at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; while I'm in school. Managed to be quite &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;normal&lt;/span&gt; for most parts of the day, but really couldn't take it after school. Really felt like screaming/kicking/punching. Feel so &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;helpless&lt;/span&gt;. To make things worst, i'm getting very nervous about the EOYs. So many topics, so little time. Looked at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;math&lt;/span&gt; workbook and felt like I'm really lagging behind. Seriously need lots of help with trigo, algebra and sets. If not i can say &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sayonara&lt;/span&gt; to meeting my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Seow is seriously &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;扫兴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The health week activities today were quite &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;. Like going around the school doing &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;inclined push-ups&lt;/span&gt;(easy much?), &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hopping&lt;/span&gt;, etc etc. Why couldn't he just make us happy and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;PUMP&lt;/span&gt;? 2D's form teacher did a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PULL UP&lt;/span&gt;, and he's &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;older&lt;/span&gt; than Mr Seow. I don't believe Mr Seow is that weak. He's the BB &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;teacher-in-charge&lt;/span&gt;! Surely he knows how to pump? And it's only&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 5,&lt;/span&gt; not like he had to do &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;500&lt;/span&gt; or something. Sheesh. By the time we wanted to start on our third/fourth station the bell rang. How helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to start &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;revision&lt;/span&gt;. May be on&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; HIATUS&lt;/span&gt; for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[editted]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Someone please just tell me that all of this is just a really bad dream, a nightmare that I'll wake up from. We only have two weeks left and only now do we find out why you've been taking so long. Don't you realise we can actually help? What are you trying to prove by keeping us in the dark? That you're indispensable? You've already proven that, you don't have to prove anything else to us already. Or is it just your stupid pride, your gigantic ego?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-333353410911017996?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/333353410911017996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=333353410911017996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/333353410911017996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/333353410911017996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/09/23-sept-2009.html' title='23 Sept 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-999144805896352191</id><published>2009-09-20T16:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T15:28:19.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Sept 2009</title><content type='html'>Spent my holiday packing and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sneezing&lt;/span&gt; like crazy. yay. not a very fun way to spend my holiday ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday was FUN! Had our heritage trail with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;SJAB&lt;/span&gt;. My group was kinda quiet, but whatever :D My juniors so cute! xD Posted loads of pics from the heritage trail on fb(: Was quite &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;annoyed&lt;/span&gt; that i had to wake up so darn early on a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;. To make things worst, my iPod&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; died&lt;/span&gt; on me on the bus to school.  Talked to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sharlene&lt;/span&gt; for a while when i reached school cause i was feeling super duper &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;emotional&lt;/span&gt;. Idiocy. Then we all made our way to the starting point. Before my group could proceed to our 2nd stop, it started &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;RAINING&lt;/span&gt;! Oh the &lt;s&gt;joy&lt;/s&gt; horror! Had a seriously &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;overpriced lunch&lt;/span&gt;. Felt even more &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;annoyed&lt;/span&gt; when i realised i could have gotten a bowl of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;salad&lt;/span&gt; i could finish instead of a whole bowl of noodles which i passed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ying Ling&lt;/span&gt;. Grrr. Our last stop was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Peranakan Museum&lt;/span&gt;. It's a seriously cool place! :D Want to go there again (: But the gallery on death and funerals was quite creepy. In the gallery showcasing Peranakan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;weddings&lt;/span&gt; and stuff there was this seriously real &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pork leg&lt;/span&gt; being displayed. It represented that the bride was receiving a virginial bride or something. Some Sec1 SJAB girl read "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;virginial&lt;/span&gt;" as "&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;vagina&lt;/span&gt;". So it sounded like "&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;vagina&lt;/span&gt; bride". OMG i started laughing like crap! xD i'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; insulting SJAB or that girl or anything(: the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;embossing machines&lt;/span&gt; were quite cool too! Darn! We have to do reflections for this trail ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing YL, SH, Amanda, XQ, Shar, Kim and i all went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;18 Chefs&lt;/span&gt; to eat. OMGOSH it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SO WHACK&lt;/span&gt;! it has definitely been one of the most enjoyable outings i've EVER been on. we laughed like CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;-Forgot that she only had 2 feet and bought her shoe handphone pouch.&lt;br /&gt;-Believes she has 3 or 4 feet.&lt;br /&gt;-Bought the wrong-sized shoe so uses it as her handphone pouch now.&lt;br /&gt;-Thinks she is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Barbie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;YingLing and Sihan&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;-both of them eat the powdered cheese and chilli tgt like it's rice and veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sihan&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;- Cannot aim and throw food at ants properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;All of us&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;- Will go to Macs and order &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Chicken Mcnuggets&lt;/span&gt; without the chicken nuggets/ &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Happy Meal&lt;/span&gt; that makes you sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we are &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;retarded&lt;/span&gt;. Gosh, I can't believe i fell for Kim's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;gem cracker&lt;/span&gt; trick! Go read Kim's 19Sept2009 &lt;a href="http://synchronizednuts.blogspot.com/2009_09_19_archive.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;. Even worse, I think i'm getting dumb and dumber. I was taking the train home and was reaching Tanah Mera so i wanted to press the bell. Then i realised i was on a train and ther was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO BELL&lt;/span&gt;! Brilliant right?! Oh no! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did 18 Chefs have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Kim Bum&lt;/span&gt; look-a-like waiter?! LOL! Sadly, he smokes :/ I got free ice cream from the Aunty. Love the people there :D They're like so super nice(: So when we left all of us wished them &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya&lt;/span&gt;. Sihan was already outside when i wished them so she suddenly chionged back in when we were drifting out of the place. LOL! Yupp yupp it was really great. Took my mind of the things that i didn't wish to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite fun. Saw Guan Wen and was reminded of his &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;COMMANDING&lt;/span&gt; last friday. OMGOSH! xD Stayed back to do a bit of our E.Lit. Hope it turns out well. Joining the mini olympics thing. LOL sorry &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sihan&lt;/span&gt;! x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg! time to leave for tuition ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;[editted]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-999144805896352191?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/999144805896352191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=999144805896352191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/999144805896352191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/999144805896352191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/09/22-sept-2009.html' title='22 Sept 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-357477142659420848</id><published>2009-09-18T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:47:36.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 September 2009</title><content type='html'>feel very &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; right now!&lt;br /&gt;chinese and e. lit test, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;SAYONARA&lt;/span&gt;!! :D&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;survived a very busy first week back at school&lt;br /&gt;ended this first week with a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BANG&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt quite down during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;recess was quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;Sihan and I kept &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;imitating&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;performers&lt;/span&gt; on the news that the school keeps replaying in the canteen TV&lt;br /&gt;like LOL!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;laughed till i teared! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training today carried my moods all the way to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;white fluffy clouds &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;love our drills!&lt;br /&gt;haha &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Kimberly&lt;/span&gt; you are seriously &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;自夸&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;we all know your timing very pro. happy? xD&lt;br /&gt;haha drills went &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; well!&lt;br /&gt;super happy about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;heard Guanwen&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; commanding&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;laughed and laughed and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;comical&lt;/span&gt; to the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; MAX-est &lt;/span&gt;much!&lt;br /&gt;so super funny! xD&lt;br /&gt;haha i'm so sorry xD but i can't help it xD&lt;br /&gt;hey even his IC seemed quite &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;amused &lt;/span&gt;okay?! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had PT after drills&lt;br /&gt;pay back was&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; CRAZY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;had to time louder at this point cuz &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;NCC&lt;/span&gt; was beside us&lt;br /&gt;and they were timing as well&lt;br /&gt;so we couldn't hear ourselves--"&lt;br /&gt;so we had to time &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;louder&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and they timed even &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;louder&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;shout until can zao sia arh! xD&lt;br /&gt;like some&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; crazy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lame&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;competition&lt;/span&gt; on who can shout louder.&lt;br /&gt;walao eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;laughed &lt;/span&gt;like some crazy people&lt;br /&gt;we only got what? 11 people?&lt;br /&gt;*tsk tsk* they have more people and they're &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;guys&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and we're just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SWEET LITTLE GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;! xD&lt;br /&gt;unfair competition! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sergeants&lt;/span&gt; seemed seemed quite amused.&lt;br /&gt;we were told to time &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;normally&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;guess they were too.&lt;br /&gt;bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running was quite tiring i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but didn't actually feel &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/span&gt; tired.&lt;br /&gt;just felt super &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;thirsty&lt;/span&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA! hope you are feeling better already! (:&lt;br /&gt;i love running!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;debrief&lt;/span&gt; was also another laughing session for us.&lt;br /&gt;so different from all the previous debriefs&lt;br /&gt;Sihan, Kim and I talked about the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;dancing girl&lt;/span&gt; repeatedly shown on the TV in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;tried&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; imitating&lt;/span&gt; her. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;laughed like&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; MAD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;got acused of being in our own &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;happy worlds&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;yay! i like being in our own worlds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically training &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;rocked&lt;/span&gt; today! xD&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;raining&lt;/span&gt; happiness!! xD&lt;br /&gt;feeling super super super happy! yay!&lt;br /&gt;didn't feel THAT &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt; after training today.&lt;br /&gt;felt very happy and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hyper&lt;/span&gt; actually :D&lt;br /&gt;but got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;forced&lt;/span&gt; out of school ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sadness&lt;/span&gt;. (just a tineee-winee bit! :D)&lt;br /&gt;i like staying back after training to talk and eat &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;cup noodles&lt;/span&gt;! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh.&lt;br /&gt;should &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;calm down&lt;/span&gt; now (:&lt;br /&gt;haven't felt so happy in like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WEEKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best thing is...&lt;br /&gt;there's no particular reason to my happiness!&lt;br /&gt;hahaahahahaahahahh! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;shall try not to think about         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;*blank* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;or it may spoil my brillaint mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i suddenly realise &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;running&lt;/span&gt; really ROCKS! :D&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. have to sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;heritage trail &lt;/span&gt;w/ St. Johns tmr.&lt;br /&gt;got to wake up &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;early&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;NOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;haha bye!~&lt;br /&gt;laalaaalaa~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-357477142659420848?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/357477142659420848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=357477142659420848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/357477142659420848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/357477142659420848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/09/18-september-2009.html' title='18 September 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-3096428742971175128</id><published>2009-09-14T18:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T18:24:00.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Sept 2009</title><content type='html'>omg&lt;br /&gt;English and Chinese &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Paper1&lt;/span&gt; is in 2 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;omgosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Paper2 &lt;/span&gt;starts 2 weeks after that&lt;br /&gt;omgosh!&lt;br /&gt;that's really scary.&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll really miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;2K'09&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it's been &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;*wince*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i'm really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for being able to stay awake through out the day despite having only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4 hours&lt;/span&gt; of sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;i really have to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;get rid&lt;/span&gt; of this sleep-late-wake-up-early pattern.&lt;br /&gt;finished our E Lit &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;multi-modal&lt;/span&gt;! hurray!&lt;br /&gt;it's quite...cute?&lt;br /&gt;got back our &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Argumentative Essays&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm okay with my grade (:&lt;br /&gt;chose not to sit for the math re-test cuz i didn't even touch my &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;math book&lt;/span&gt; to revise during the hols.&lt;br /&gt;so i'd probably have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;failed&lt;/span&gt; that test.&lt;br /&gt;i suck at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sets&lt;/span&gt; yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;basically i suck at math! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*roll eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr seow looked quite surprised/shocked/amused&lt;br /&gt;what? i have a choice &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*SMILES*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Eighteen Chefs&lt;/span&gt; with Wei Ling, Chu Hui and Aderline after school.&lt;br /&gt;satisfying (:&lt;br /&gt;but now i'm seriously &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;broke&lt;/span&gt; D:&lt;br /&gt;overspent recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BROKEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;CL test on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; and E Lit test on &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hurrray! i love so having a few tests together!&lt;br /&gt;yaa right, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;my foot&lt;/span&gt; arh! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;should start revising&lt;br /&gt;or i'm so gonna &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FLUNK&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;oh no! haven't done math hol homework._.&lt;br /&gt;oh i'm a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; student! :D&lt;br /&gt;ciao!(:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;why do you keep kp-ing me? ): what did i do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;random thought: Christian Siriano is cool in some ways. like "oh, that's FIERCE!"&lt;br /&gt;another random thought: i like the klinky sound the keychain on my pencil box makes! :D *klinkles!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-3096428742971175128?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3096428742971175128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=3096428742971175128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3096428742971175128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3096428742971175128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/09/14-sept-2009.html' title='14 Sept 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-7960020267845773510</id><published>2009-09-13T01:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T01:49:06.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Sept 2009</title><content type='html'>I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't done &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;作文 &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;math homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;touched&lt;/span&gt; my books for quite a while actually.&lt;br /&gt;feeling really&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; slack&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;not good!&lt;br /&gt;school's starting like tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OH NO&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;so hot today!&lt;br /&gt;grr&lt;br /&gt;anyway did some &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;packing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;feel seriously &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;have to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;throw away&lt;/span&gt; so many things.&lt;br /&gt;but that's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; really the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;issue&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ankle&lt;/span&gt; is screwed&lt;br /&gt;shall not elaborate how i got it screwed.&lt;br /&gt;it's completely &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;can't walk properly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hurts&lt;/span&gt; badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;that's almost my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;13 years of memories...&lt;br /&gt;the first time i got scolded.&lt;br /&gt;the first time i hit someone&lt;br /&gt;the first time i got hit by someone&lt;br /&gt;the first time i wrote something legible&lt;br /&gt;the first time i read something&lt;br /&gt;the first time i went to school&lt;br /&gt;the first time i said a prayer&lt;br /&gt;the first time i made friends&lt;br /&gt;the first time i spent money&lt;br /&gt;the first time i liked someone&lt;br /&gt;the first time i got my heart broken&lt;br /&gt;the first time i got detention&lt;br /&gt;the first time i went out with friends&lt;br /&gt;the first time i sat for a major exam&lt;br /&gt;the one and only memory i have of my paternal grandmother&lt;br /&gt;the first memory i have, and those i got from the next 13 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-7960020267845773510?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7960020267845773510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=7960020267845773510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7960020267845773510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7960020267845773510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/09/13-sept-2009.html' title='13 Sept 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-2626588848787723954</id><published>2009-09-12T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:31:36.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 September 2009</title><content type='html'>oh gosh training ytd /a few hours back was really tiring&lt;br /&gt;can die &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;pegging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we must &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;persevere&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;pegging has to become our &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt; if we want to have a tent during camps._.&lt;br /&gt;good thing i didn't get any blisters today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Kimberly&lt;/span&gt;'s hands weren't spared though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;get well soon, hands of KT! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we need to do more pegging.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;okay so drills were quite &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;horrible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i realise that i'm not suited to doing drills early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;i'll screw everything up.&lt;br /&gt;especially with only 5 people today.&lt;br /&gt;drills went really quite badly ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Field cooking&lt;/span&gt; was quite &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;ironic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did it in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;canteen&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;like LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;cleaning&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;drying&lt;/span&gt; part.&lt;br /&gt;next time i'm going to bring my home econs cloth for field cooking._.&lt;br /&gt;got our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NPAP&lt;/span&gt; shirts!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo~!&lt;br /&gt;finally!&lt;br /&gt;after...4 to 6 months?&lt;br /&gt;the shirts &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;amuse&lt;/span&gt; me&lt;br /&gt;they're &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;lemon yellow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;super bright.&lt;br /&gt;and i had to wear it home cuz my unit tee was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;super dirty&lt;/span&gt; from campcraft and a didn't have another shirt.&lt;br /&gt;felt super A.A.--"&lt;br /&gt;yuck.&lt;br /&gt;so now my hands hurt like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp yupp&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;super tired&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bye! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-2626588848787723954?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2626588848787723954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=2626588848787723954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/2626588848787723954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/2626588848787723954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/09/12-september-2009.html' title='12 September 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-1534286257456841953</id><published>2009-09-10T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:23:11.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 September 2009</title><content type='html'>woke up early today for the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Learning Journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but managed to sleep for another 45min after breakfast cuz i realised i was too early.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i woke up 45min late instead&lt;br /&gt;managed to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; persuade&lt;/span&gt; my dad to send me to school :P&lt;br /&gt;felt very &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;drowsy&lt;/span&gt; when i reached school.&lt;br /&gt;didn't feel so drowsy after i collected my&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; result slip&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;i think i did slightly better than the previous term!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;rejoice&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;okay so the learning journey was a bit better than i expected.&lt;br /&gt;but the guides really had some sort of attitude (our guide at least)&lt;br /&gt;went to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;G-Force&lt;/span&gt; after Learning Journey today.&lt;br /&gt;OMG IT IS SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;feel like watching it in 3D&lt;br /&gt;and further back.&lt;br /&gt;my neck was gonna&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; break&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hate&lt;/span&gt; sitting&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; so close &lt;/span&gt;to the screen ):&lt;br /&gt;but it was really very cute :D&lt;br /&gt;after the movie decided to go straight home.&lt;br /&gt;on our way to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;interchange&lt;/span&gt; i thought i left my handphone in the theatre so i went back with Alina.&lt;br /&gt;but when we went up the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;escalator&lt;/span&gt; we discovered that &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;my phone was in my bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just caught in my file.&lt;br /&gt;like YAY! and WHAAATTT??!! at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;seriously... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Alina!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;managed to chiong my NP uniform, polish boots, iron uniform and pack things for&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;training&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;record time&lt;/span&gt; for polishing boots! yay!&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh! forgot to pack in some stuff! -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-1534286257456841953?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/1534286257456841953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=1534286257456841953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1534286257456841953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1534286257456841953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/09/10-september-2009.html' title='10 September 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-8035072412214039186</id><published>2009-09-07T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:58:37.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Sept 2009</title><content type='html'>bowling last saturday was quite fun&lt;br /&gt;i hate that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;obnoxious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;SHORTY&lt;/span&gt; from 2J&lt;br /&gt;could have &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;punched&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;disgusting smile&lt;/span&gt; off his face&lt;br /&gt;he threw a ball on MY TURN and it went into the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;gutter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i hate people bowling my turn.&lt;br /&gt;what an ASS&lt;br /&gt;but other than that bowling was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Mr Poh&lt;/span&gt; is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;so-called&lt;/span&gt; holidays are here!&lt;br /&gt;rejoice?&lt;br /&gt;supposed to feel &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; right?&lt;br /&gt;haixz...&lt;br /&gt;but anyway&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Sharlene&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Yiheng&lt;/span&gt; for trying cheering me up(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for my dental check up just now.&lt;br /&gt;changed my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;brace&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;colour&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sharlene is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;psychic&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did you manage to guess the colours?!&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even give you any hints!&lt;br /&gt;i kinda &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;regret&lt;/span&gt; putting these colours but i like it.&lt;br /&gt;(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; slacking&lt;/span&gt; at home.&lt;br /&gt;shall start some work &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Term4&lt;/span&gt; starts right after this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;like duh&lt;br /&gt;time to get ready for the EOYs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;savour the moment;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's all you've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is he trying to prove?&lt;br /&gt;he's making all of us more pissed at him.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is he trying to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-8035072412214039186?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8035072412214039186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=8035072412214039186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8035072412214039186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8035072412214039186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/09/7-sept-2009.html' title='7 Sept 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-4952141539791919823</id><published>2009-09-01T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:14:18.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 September 2009</title><content type='html'>Happy Teachers' Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Area 7 games day was completely fun&lt;br /&gt;but the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;organising&lt;/span&gt; people were kinda messed up.&lt;br /&gt;felt so bad that we ended so much earlier than the rest who were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;training in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had CL oral on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;was 10min late :X&lt;br /&gt;but at least i didn't miss the oral.&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SO NOISY &lt;/span&gt;in class!&lt;br /&gt;blasted my ipod.&lt;br /&gt;usually i'd be scared of loud music being &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;blasted&lt;/span&gt; into my ears.&lt;br /&gt;but i was feeling quite &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;pissed&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;screwed up much!&lt;br /&gt;shall &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; elaborate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;crumpler&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad fell ill so my sister, bro and i had to tend the bowling alley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SIBLING OUTING&lt;/span&gt;! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;so damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;and i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;forgot&lt;/span&gt; to bring my handphone! D:&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Hong Kong Cafe&lt;/span&gt; for supper after that.&lt;br /&gt;laughed like crap.&lt;br /&gt;some weird people kept &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;turning&lt;/span&gt; to look at us.&lt;br /&gt;i think they thought my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; sister &lt;/span&gt;was our mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;weird freaks&lt;/span&gt;! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;it's seriously&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; nerve wrecking&lt;/span&gt; but fun to be the in car while my sister is doing&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; parallel parking&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;reached home at about 2.30am._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to wake up at 5.30am on Sunday to go for some &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;CIP &lt;/span&gt;thing&lt;br /&gt;and.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;first bus&lt;/span&gt; that i could take came at 6.50!&lt;br /&gt;we had to be at the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; starting point&lt;/span&gt; at 7.20&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even know the place well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;miraculously&lt;/span&gt; a bus came.&lt;br /&gt;off i went! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OFFICIALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hate community events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame shit!&lt;br /&gt;maybe it also cuz i had like..3hours of sleep?&lt;br /&gt;felt seriously put off.&lt;br /&gt;if u think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;早操&lt;/span&gt; is lame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;think again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who the hell says "3,2,3,4; LAST,2,3,4"&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;senile&lt;/span&gt; weirdos do!&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; community events&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least we ended early&lt;br /&gt;went to Whitesands Shopping centre to change before going to Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;it was SO &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;FUNNY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;we couldn't change in the toilet cuz the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;aunties&lt;/span&gt; were washing the toilets.&lt;br /&gt;so the whole lot of us had to change at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;staircase&lt;/span&gt; area where there weren't any &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;cameras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing it wasn't even 10am yet so we had the whole &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"staircase toilet"&lt;/span&gt; to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;we only needed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;get out &lt;/span&gt;of our trackpants, and we were wearing pants &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;inside&lt;/span&gt; our trackpants.&lt;br /&gt;what were you thinking? xD&lt;br /&gt;ate a bit at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Macs&lt;/span&gt; before going to Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;laughed like some mad people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tampines was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;real fun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hanged around &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Toys'R'Us&lt;/span&gt; like some little kids xD&lt;br /&gt;played with some toys&lt;br /&gt;don't ask how old we are xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;OEPS&lt;/span&gt; ytd.&lt;br /&gt;seriously &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;didn't enjoy&lt;/span&gt; myself.&lt;br /&gt;i think i won't be going back next year&lt;br /&gt;unless i have a REALLY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;good reason &lt;/span&gt;to.&lt;br /&gt;darn..felt like a i really &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;wasted my time&lt;/span&gt; there! &gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better start doing my &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;E Lit&lt;/span&gt; and prepare my&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; CSSP presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-4952141539791919823?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4952141539791919823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=4952141539791919823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4952141539791919823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4952141539791919823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/09/1-september-2009.html' title='1 September 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-3929069470414364098</id><published>2009-08-25T15:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:22:07.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 August 2009</title><content type='html'>haha!&lt;br /&gt;new URL!&lt;br /&gt;for those who thought there is such a thing as the '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;butter syndrome'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry!&lt;br /&gt;i made it up :D&lt;br /&gt;if you have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. butter &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;fingers &lt;/span&gt;(drop things easily)&lt;br /&gt;2. butter &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;feet&lt;/span&gt; (trip easily)&lt;br /&gt;3. butter &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;brain&lt;/span&gt; (forget things easily)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have some bad news.&lt;br /&gt;you've been &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;diagnosed&lt;/span&gt; with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Butter Syndrome&lt;/span&gt; as well.&lt;br /&gt;Awwwww):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on! :D&lt;br /&gt;the science test went pretty well(:&lt;br /&gt;there's a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;geog&lt;/span&gt; test this friday&lt;br /&gt;screww.&lt;br /&gt;i hate geog!&lt;br /&gt;there's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tuition&lt;/span&gt; later on&lt;br /&gt;darrn..&lt;br /&gt;i feel like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sleeping&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella's moving back home tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;sadd):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quite &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;but it rocked!&lt;br /&gt;had my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;jacket&lt;/span&gt; on for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Si Han said i camouflaged with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;class curtains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;THANKS&lt;/span&gt;! &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Han, Ader, Wei Ling and Christine were playing the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;PPG(powerpuff girls)&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Barney&lt;/span&gt; theme songs&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time i heard that?!&lt;br /&gt;that reminded me of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The Magic School Bus&lt;/span&gt; theme song&lt;br /&gt;after CT Ader and Ziheng realised there was some white stuff in Yiheng's hair.&lt;br /&gt;Ader was going to tell Yiheng about that white stuff when Ziheng came and said it was BIRD SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;at the same time Yiheng used his &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hand&lt;/span&gt; to take it out.&lt;br /&gt;he &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;flicked&lt;/span&gt; it towards Ader who promptly&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;scooted away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in time&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahahahahahaha! xD&lt;br /&gt;couldn't stop laughing xD&lt;br /&gt;Yiheng went to wash his hands AND his hair xD&lt;br /&gt;then Sihan came&lt;br /&gt;she told us about one of her primary school friends who ran home &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HAPPILY&lt;/span&gt; with bird shit on his arm to show his dad&lt;br /&gt;walao!&lt;br /&gt;sihan's primary school friends are SO &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FUNNY&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;that's about all.&lt;br /&gt;have to get ready for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;tuition&lt;/span&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;ciao! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;and it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;just get back up&lt;br /&gt;when it knocks you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-3929069470414364098?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3929069470414364098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=3929069470414364098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3929069470414364098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3929069470414364098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/08/25-august-2009.html' title='25 August 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-6013087026795017857</id><published>2009-08-23T14:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T16:45:50.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 August 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;thursday's&lt;/span&gt; captain's ball during PE was REALLY fun.&lt;br /&gt;maybe cuz there weren't many people.&lt;br /&gt;but got stepped on the foot &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one didn't really hurt.&lt;br /&gt;the second one was seriously OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;then got hit in the face while trying to grab the ball&lt;br /&gt;i think that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;loosened&lt;/span&gt; the wire of my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;braces&lt;/span&gt; a little.&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;i just had it put back a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;roller coaster ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you Shar, Ader, Si Han, Wei Ling&lt;br /&gt;love you all lots (:&lt;br /&gt;friday's cpt's ball really wasn't much fun&lt;br /&gt;suddenly felt like playing &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hockey&lt;/span&gt; then!&lt;br /&gt;training was quite....&lt;br /&gt;got REALLY pissed off before pt started cuz we had to end our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hentak&lt;/span&gt; with a cheer so many times cuz of &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;lixin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much arh!&lt;br /&gt;but it was quite&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; funny&lt;/span&gt; cuz kim, si han and i &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;lost our breath&lt;/span&gt; for quite a while on our 3rd or 4th time and couldn't cheer.&lt;br /&gt;paid back &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;150 pumpings&lt;/span&gt; in the form of crunches, pumping and jumping jacks.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was really tough until we caught a glimpse of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;NCC&lt;/span&gt; doing their &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;punishment&lt;/span&gt; ._.&lt;br /&gt;ended training really badly.&lt;br /&gt;laughed like siao with Shannon, Zhen Ying, Kimberly, Hsin Ning and Li Xin after training in the canteen&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; lost her mind.&lt;br /&gt;Shannon hadn't even said half her joke and she was already laughing like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;mad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;by the time Shannon told the whole thing, we could have been admitted to IMH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was my dog's &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;! xD&lt;br /&gt;my mum gave her a slice of butter cake and wished MY DOG happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;that was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SHOCKING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy, what's your &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ulterior motive&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was super funny and dumb&lt;br /&gt;i realised my dad is quite....qian bian? xP&lt;br /&gt;this guy parked his car super out of the lot.&lt;br /&gt;too much to the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;so my dad parked UBER CLOSE to that car's right. there wasn't enough space for the driver of that car to get into his car. so i guess he had to climb into the driver seat from the passenger seat. my whole family was watching the car park to see if that guy could drive away. i was just eating --" so eventually the guy did get out of the carpark with his car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't finish my rice&lt;br /&gt;so i tried hiding them under the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;clam shells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad caught me and gave me his DIAO-ed look&lt;br /&gt;my siblings laughed at me&lt;br /&gt;wow &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;brilliant&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; bowling&lt;/span&gt; after dinner yesterday&lt;br /&gt;bowled like crap.&lt;br /&gt;i think i injured my left leg&lt;br /&gt;NOOO!&lt;br /&gt;this little boy was bowling beside me.&lt;br /&gt;he couldn't be more than 8 years old.&lt;br /&gt;he looked VERY &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;japanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UBER CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;like his two front teeth were missing.&lt;br /&gt;his socks were almost reaching his &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;knees&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;he was SUPER SMALL&lt;br /&gt;and everytime i striked he went like "waa...*look at his aunty* "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i woke up &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;super late&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be studying for &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;science&lt;/span&gt; test now xD&lt;br /&gt;but the weather is too perfect for SLEEPING.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what i should do now--"&lt;br /&gt;bye! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-6013087026795017857?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/6013087026795017857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=6013087026795017857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/6013087026795017857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/6013087026795017857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/08/23-august-2009.html' title='23 August 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-5152447092703303900</id><published>2009-08-19T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:25:53.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 August 2009</title><content type='html'>felt extremely &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;low&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;didn't even feel like talking in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;just thinking about &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; makes me feel loww.&lt;br /&gt;i shall try not to ruin the remaining 3 hours of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back our geog tests today.&lt;br /&gt;didn't do too badly, or too well&lt;br /&gt;m.charles annoys me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Tay didn't come today&lt;br /&gt;so we were left to fend for ourselves against those &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;machines&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;managed to complete like..3/4 of my project in 1h 30 min&lt;br /&gt;i'm so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;screwed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;what am i going to do for the next..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;5 lessons of practical&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;yiheng is THE dnt pro.&lt;br /&gt;completely stunned by how he knows how to change the drill._.&lt;br /&gt;while i &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(emo-ly)&lt;/span&gt; stand there staring like some &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;retard&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had our very first &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;personal training&lt;/span&gt; in a LONG time.&lt;br /&gt;a REALLY LOOOOONNNNNNGGGG time.&lt;br /&gt;training really made me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; my Squadmates! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ying Ling&lt;/span&gt; was SO WHACK&lt;br /&gt;she was commanding.&lt;br /&gt;she meant to say  "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ke-kenan lurus&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;but ended up saying THE TIMING for ke-kenan lurus!&lt;br /&gt;so it was "UP!..."&lt;br /&gt;then we started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to sit down to laugh but ended up knocking over our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;bottles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ying ling this is called &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;RETRIBUTION&lt;/span&gt;! xD&lt;br /&gt;jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;wahaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;those who couldn't join us today really missed out on quite a fair bit.&lt;br /&gt;but it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;there's&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; next week&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;really looking forward to it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;designing&lt;/span&gt; squad/ class tees&lt;br /&gt;i HATE having to find people to print them.&lt;br /&gt;HATE IT!&lt;br /&gt;garr!&lt;br /&gt;Argumentative Essay test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;ciao!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 1: The usual and extreme sadness&lt;br /&gt;Stage 2: Blaming yourself&lt;br /&gt;Stage 3: Anger&lt;br /&gt;Stage 4: Regret&lt;br /&gt;Stage 5: Acceptance&lt;br /&gt;of course, not many people reach stage 5 successful or quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;i'm not going to let myself go through what i did so many times before.&lt;br /&gt;being left heartbroken.&lt;br /&gt;but this isn't easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;how did you get into my head again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-5152447092703303900?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/5152447092703303900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=5152447092703303900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/5152447092703303900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/5152447092703303900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/08/19-august-2009.html' title='19 August 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-647383274010164646</id><published>2009-08-17T14:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:40:08.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 August 2009</title><content type='html'>feel like going to run but it seriously looks liek it's going to rain ):&lt;br /&gt;hear the thunderr&lt;br /&gt;there's a CL common test tmr but i'm so not in mood to study!&lt;br /&gt;although  hope i won't flunk it&lt;br /&gt;i think i will considering that im SLACKING right now?!&lt;br /&gt;oh no i feel sleepy again.&lt;br /&gt;some St. Pats guys were outside my house SMOKING.&lt;br /&gt;how annoying.&lt;br /&gt;they should find something better to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh really should start revising!&lt;br /&gt;ciao!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;[Editted]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;i know i shouldn't,i don't think i have the right to after what i did&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i really can't help feeling that way&lt;br /&gt;you've moved on&lt;br /&gt;i don't blame you&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm still very raw&lt;br /&gt;loving someone means having to look past their imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand why i can't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i can't even be sure of my feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;this sounds so stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-647383274010164646?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/647383274010164646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=647383274010164646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/647383274010164646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/647383274010164646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/08/17-august-2009.html' title='17 August 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-3499061504794868863</id><published>2009-08-16T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T12:58:56.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 August 2009</title><content type='html'>(?)&lt;br /&gt;feel like changing my blog url&lt;br /&gt;but seriously have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;NO IDEA&lt;/span&gt; what to change it to!&lt;br /&gt;garrs.&lt;br /&gt;gosh! &lt;br /&gt;im so &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;sleepy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;woke up so damn early today.&lt;br /&gt;like HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;it's a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;LET ME SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept late last night.&lt;br /&gt;went bowling (again)&lt;br /&gt;gosh this post sounds extremely &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;dull&lt;/span&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chilli Padi&lt;/span&gt; for dinner yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i lvoe Peranakan food! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;was celebrating my dad's birthday (sort of)&lt;br /&gt;of all people i saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;MR. SEOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth?!&lt;br /&gt;tried hiding but my bro said he saw me--"&lt;br /&gt;so much for my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;effort&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday's training was quite &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;enjoyable&lt;/span&gt; except that we kept getting screamed at because some people didn't march properly.&lt;br /&gt;they seriously need to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;point out&lt;/span&gt; who doing things badly.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's me&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind&lt;br /&gt;self-training resumes this week i think.&lt;br /&gt;really hope it works.&lt;br /&gt;gosh i'm so &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;disgusted&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;PUKE-INDUCING&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;talked with kim,xq and shar after training.&lt;br /&gt;so LOL :D&lt;br /&gt;love talking to them after training over &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;cup noodles&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;quite excited about our &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;squad tee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hope it turns out well! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being alone at home rocks&lt;br /&gt;totally&lt;br /&gt;my brother's &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;DENSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he'll probably sink in salt water&lt;br /&gt;told him i'm busy so i won't go out for lunch&lt;br /&gt;idc if it's lunch with our cousins.&lt;br /&gt;im freaking BUSY&lt;br /&gt;unlike him&lt;br /&gt;who the hell does the PSLE math paper from THE BACK?!&lt;br /&gt;who the hell cooks &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;sausages&lt;/span&gt; while their still in the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; PLASTIC WRAPPING&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;well the answer is MY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;DAFT&lt;/span&gt; BROTHER&lt;br /&gt;ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm really sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;im going to&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; zzz &lt;/span&gt;till someone wakes me up (at around 6pm?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-3499061504794868863?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/3499061504794868863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=3499061504794868863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3499061504794868863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/3499061504794868863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/08/16-august-2009.html' title='16 August 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-2331428989491337773</id><published>2009-08-12T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:29:13.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 August 2009</title><content type='html'>i have a very bad sense of time&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it's just that i want the weekends to come quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i think i completely screwed my essay. (Dare 2 dream)&lt;br /&gt;i think it's sorta out of point?&lt;br /&gt;crap I DON'T CARE anymore&lt;br /&gt;spent like 5 hours just to write those 722 words?!&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY I'M WASTING MORE TIME ON IT!&lt;br /&gt;argh i'm not hoping to win the competition&lt;br /&gt;i just want the points that come with just participating in it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school today was quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;i guess&lt;br /&gt;just felt super stressed out the whole day&lt;br /&gt;christine and her bimbotic-ness really made me LOL.&lt;br /&gt;like TSH+ Kiryu Zero = Kiryu SH&lt;br /&gt;walao!&lt;br /&gt;it's like WTH?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not saying it's annoying&lt;br /&gt;it's just so bimbotic it's funny!&lt;br /&gt;no offence xD&lt;br /&gt;that really made me larff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should NEVER tell anyone i'm afraid of blood again&lt;br /&gt;like blood that flows out from injuries.&lt;br /&gt;joelynn and yiheng kept laughing at me!&lt;br /&gt;we were learning the blood circulatory system&lt;br /&gt;as usual, mr ong SUCKS&lt;br /&gt;felt weak._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;went to the dentist after school to get the dislodged wire back into place.&lt;br /&gt;the bus ride there was TORTURE&lt;br /&gt;it was so long and i had to stand the whole wway cuz there weren't any places to sit!&lt;br /&gt;haha this group of SMU students were damn funny&lt;br /&gt;i guess they were doing a dare or something.&lt;br /&gt;when they got off the bus this guy had to take off his shirt&lt;br /&gt;so when they got off&lt;br /&gt;HE DID!&lt;br /&gt;omg! obscene!&lt;br /&gt;the whole group laughed like LOUD.&lt;br /&gt;it was super funny LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i guess i should go now.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for any typo errors that i may have made in this post&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired of looking at words i can't be bothered to check&lt;br /&gt;ciao! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;to-do list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;1. chinese presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;2. NP uniform badges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;3. science notes! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-2331428989491337773?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2331428989491337773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=2331428989491337773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/2331428989491337773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/2331428989491337773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/08/12-august-2009.html' title='12 August 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-7176687892290625391</id><published>2009-08-10T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T01:24:02.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 August 2009</title><content type='html'>okay the national day celebrations in school (7 Aug) was so disappointing!&lt;br /&gt;only the march-in/ march-out ROCKED&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe i'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;biased&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;funniest thing happened after school&lt;br /&gt;this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sec4 guy&lt;/span&gt; (shall not mention names!) came looking for J___ to 算账 cuz J___ accidently spit on him! :O&lt;br /&gt;was really expecting a good "show"&lt;br /&gt;but all we got to see was people &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;patting&lt;/span&gt; each others backs and the sec4 guy popping his head into the class saying "thank you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;DOTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;yiliang&lt;/span&gt; made us walk so far just to see a closed shop._.&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to eat something from that shop&lt;br /&gt;went to TM after that&lt;br /&gt;found out something that seriously &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PISSED ME OFF&lt;/span&gt; about the class tees&lt;br /&gt;wth is going on?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;INFURIATING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this is meant as a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; joke &lt;/span&gt;it's NOT FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;i shall not go on lest i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;smash&lt;/span&gt; my computer into pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;queued a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;REALLY LONG QUEUE&lt;/span&gt; just for some tickets.&lt;br /&gt;didn't manage to watch Up&lt;br /&gt;so we watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;G.I. Joe&lt;/span&gt; instead&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty good! :D&lt;br /&gt;Channing Tatum is pretty cute :]&lt;br /&gt;so anyway while we were queuing found out a lot of things about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when Yi Liang and Guan Wen joined us we dared Yi Liang to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;disgust &lt;/span&gt;one or two of the diners at &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Ajisen Ramen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi Liang almost did it! DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;that would have been a really good joke!&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;swear&lt;/span&gt; if that really happened i would have laughed like ______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;bowling&lt;/span&gt; after the movie&lt;br /&gt;haven't bowled with other people in a LONG TIME&lt;br /&gt;the last time i bowled i did so &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so sad ):&lt;br /&gt;bowling with other people is so much more fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;have lots of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pics&lt;/span&gt; that i'll upload onto fb&lt;br /&gt;once i get my head into it :P&lt;br /&gt;yupp yupp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;National Day today&lt;/span&gt; and tomorrrow's a holiday but my mum's still telling me to go sleep&lt;br /&gt;haha lols&lt;br /&gt;watched 300 just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;sucks&lt;/span&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;and my mum's singing 'Count On Me Singapore'&lt;br /&gt;oh the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;horror&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;see ya!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. NDP this year was GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;the contingents remind me of NPAP &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;i miss NPAP! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S.C. 10!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-7176687892290625391?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7176687892290625391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=7176687892290625391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7176687892290625391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7176687892290625391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/08/10-august-2009.html' title='10 August 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-402770812996463383</id><published>2009-08-06T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:41:52.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 August 2009</title><content type='html'>had 2.4km run on tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;so we got back our results today during PE.&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; but not satisfied wth my results :/&lt;br /&gt;better train more(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed the colour of my braces again!&lt;br /&gt;haha! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;baby blue&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;2.4km-run&lt;/span&gt; day (tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;was completely FUN!&lt;br /&gt;went to BK to eat after the run&lt;br /&gt;ate, talked (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;crap&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;after that we made our way to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to get another &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ear piercing&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;which i did and i am so happy about it! xD&lt;br /&gt;so now there're&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; 2 earholes&lt;/span&gt; on my right ear and one on my left! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;over reacting&lt;/span&gt; about just another EAR PIERCING&lt;br /&gt;but i can't help it! xD&lt;br /&gt;i've been wanting it since P6! :P&lt;br /&gt;it kinda hurt xP&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's BRILLIANT!&lt;br /&gt;go &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Michael Bay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm trying to hide my ear piercing from my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;my aim is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;ONE WEEK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayou jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;had one or two close encounters liao xD&lt;br /&gt;im trying my best!&lt;br /&gt;this is actually kinda fun&lt;br /&gt;haha thank God my sister is helping me keep this &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;secret&lt;/span&gt; too! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;National Day&lt;/span&gt; celebrations! :D&lt;br /&gt;time to feel &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;patriotic&lt;/span&gt; just by wearing red!&lt;br /&gt;then we're going to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i really want to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;G.I Joe; The Rise of Cobra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully we get good seats or i'd rather watch some other time :/&lt;br /&gt;yupp yupp so ciao!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-402770812996463383?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/402770812996463383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=402770812996463383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/402770812996463383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/402770812996463383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/08/6-august-2009.html' title='6 August 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-565804689479826482</id><published>2009-08-02T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T17:41:21.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 August 2009</title><content type='html'>hello people!&lt;br /&gt;my blog is DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;like LOL!&lt;br /&gt;sighs&lt;br /&gt;so completely bored waiting for vids to load.&lt;br /&gt;why do they always take so long?&lt;br /&gt;screww&lt;br /&gt;have completely NO IDEAS for the sports essay.&lt;br /&gt;what the heck am i supposed to write?!&lt;br /&gt;so many things to do lately&lt;br /&gt;getting kinda stressed out here ):&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;2.4km is this tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;charging my ipod for it&lt;br /&gt;i don't remember the last time i used it._.&lt;br /&gt;but that's not the point&lt;br /&gt;the point is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2.4&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;after this we'll be done with NAPFA for 2009!&lt;br /&gt;yeahh!&lt;br /&gt;so many people are on MC these days&lt;br /&gt;especially those sitting around me&lt;br /&gt;oh no!&lt;br /&gt;i can't get the "joy" 2 days before 2.4km!&lt;br /&gt;time to strat spamming the orange juice! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got so annoyed yesterday&lt;br /&gt;are ALL those people equally ANNOYING?!&lt;br /&gt;one of them just can't get the message that the other party wants (him/her) to BUZZ OFF&lt;br /&gt;another hints that people who play games after doing work shouldn't be in better schools AND that there are LOTS of people in (his/her) school that are better than those in mine&lt;br /&gt;what the heck is their problem&lt;br /&gt;and hello,&lt;br /&gt;NEWS FLASH! they aren't in really good school(s) themselves&lt;br /&gt;if i really decided that i didn't want to give a damn about us anymore&lt;br /&gt;i SERIOUSLY would have shouted in their faces&lt;br /&gt;garr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol what a rant-y section ._.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;posting this post has allowed my vid to load quite a fair bit&lt;br /&gt;i'm off!&lt;br /&gt;zoooooooom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-565804689479826482?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/565804689479826482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=565804689479826482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/565804689479826482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/565804689479826482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-august-2009.html' title='2 August 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-5671069520607192460</id><published>2009-07-27T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:17:06.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 July 2009</title><content type='html'>i'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;alive&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;so here i am posting :D&lt;br /&gt;again after.. idk how long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, it's not as good as i wished ):&lt;br /&gt;when did &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Draco Malfoy&lt;/span&gt; become so easy to look at?! O:&lt;br /&gt;had our first training after a LOONNNGGG time last friday.&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty okay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;bowling&lt;/span&gt; last Saturday (or Sunday since we finished around midnight)&lt;br /&gt;haha only i was bowling&lt;br /&gt;so i bowled 5 games :D&lt;br /&gt;my bro was busy using the laptop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;slacker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home we passed the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Singapore Flyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my (idiotic) brother thought it was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Singapore &lt;u&gt;Flyover&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;stooooopidd!&lt;br /&gt;what a joke! xD&lt;br /&gt;then we went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Macs&lt;/span&gt; for supper.&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting really bored of Macs._.&lt;br /&gt;anyway going through the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Drive Thru&lt;/span&gt; was SO funny! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;my bro almost got the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Coke&lt;/span&gt; he wanted because the guy taking our orders &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;misunderstood&lt;/span&gt; my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap i'm having a fever and there's a freaking GEOG test tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;oh no!&lt;br /&gt;ciao ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-5671069520607192460?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/5671069520607192460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=5671069520607192460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/5671069520607192460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/5671069520607192460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/07/27-july-2009.html' title='27 July 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-4510835765086272238</id><published>2009-07-21T16:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:31:29.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 July 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kGqUYuMuGPQ"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kGqUYuMuGPQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kGqUYuMuGPQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo!&lt;br /&gt;Good Girls Go Bad by Cobra Starship ft. Leighton Meester&lt;br /&gt;ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I make them good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;I make them good girls go&lt;br /&gt;Good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know your type&lt;br /&gt;(Your type)&lt;br /&gt;You’re daddy’s little girl&lt;br /&gt;Just take a bite&lt;br /&gt;(One bite)&lt;br /&gt;Let me shake up your world&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause just one night couldn’t be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna make you lose control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so shy&lt;br /&gt;Till I drove her wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make them good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;I make them good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;You were hanging in the corner&lt;br /&gt;With your five best friends&lt;br /&gt;You heard that I was trouble&lt;br /&gt;But you couldn’t resist&lt;br /&gt;I make them good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;I make them good girls go&lt;br /&gt;Good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know your type&lt;br /&gt;(Your type)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Boy, you’re dangerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yeah, you’re that guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That guy)&lt;br /&gt;I’d be stupid to trust&lt;br /&gt;But just one night couldn’t be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna lose control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so shy&lt;br /&gt;Till I drove her wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make them good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;I make them good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;I was hanging in the corner&lt;br /&gt;With my five best friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I heard that you were trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;But I couldn’t resist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make them good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;I make them good girls go&lt;br /&gt;Good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;Good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;Good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, she got away with the boys in the place&lt;br /&gt;Treat ‘em like they don’t stand a chance&lt;br /&gt;And he got away with the girls in the back&lt;br /&gt;Acting like they’re too hot to dance&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she got away with the boys in the place&lt;br /&gt;Treat ‘em like they don’t stand a chance&lt;br /&gt;And he got away with the girls in the back&lt;br /&gt;Acting like they’re too hot to dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make them good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;(They don’t stand a chance)&lt;br /&gt;I make them good girls go&lt;br /&gt;The good girls go bad, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;I was hanging in the corner&lt;br /&gt;With my five best friends&lt;br /&gt;I thought that you were trouble&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn’t resist&lt;br /&gt;I make them good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;I make them good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;I make them good girls go&lt;br /&gt;Good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;Good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;Good girls go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;today was okay&lt;br /&gt;tuition later! D:&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;Gasbard Ulliel is HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.monsieur-biographie.com/superPost/imageUploader/redimensionner/gaspard-ulliel-1215116286-1903415240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.monsieur-biographie.com/superPost/imageUploader/redimensionner/gaspard-ulliel-1215116286-1903415240.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bloggang.com/data/titou/picture/1229704541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.bloggang.com/data/titou/picture/1229704541.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLsdaCVk3Kk/R7Drxz8jx2I/AAAAAAAALrM/PP0ILgS9vUA/s320/GaspardUlliel068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLsdaCVk3Kk/R7Drxz8jx2I/AAAAAAAALrM/PP0ILgS9vUA/s320/GaspardUlliel068.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols i'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;MAD&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"He has a scar on his cheek as a result of a dog's scratch from when he attempted to ride the dog like a horse when he was six years old. He says it increases his emotional acting abilities because it looks like a dimple" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-from wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;woo!&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince and a little bit of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;school ends &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;early&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow cuz of 'O' Levels listening or something :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;woohoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-4510835765086272238?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/4510835765086272238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=4510835765086272238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4510835765086272238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/4510835765086272238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/07/21-july-2009.html' title='21 July 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLsdaCVk3Kk/R7Drxz8jx2I/AAAAAAAALrM/PP0ILgS9vUA/s72-c/GaspardUlliel068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-8927895606201422616</id><published>2009-07-20T20:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:25:09.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realising'/><title type='text'>20 July 2009</title><content type='html'>went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; to study with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bella&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Liling&lt;/span&gt; after school today&lt;br /&gt;gosh!&lt;br /&gt;i think we talked more than we studied :P&lt;br /&gt;laughed quite a bit&lt;br /&gt;emo-ed a little cuz of some stuff we talked about&lt;br /&gt;but overall it was enjoyable(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i wanna go cycling with you 2! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised how strong&lt;br /&gt;and important&lt;br /&gt;and vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;and valuable friendships are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Science&lt;/span&gt; test tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;but right now i can't really bring myself to the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never realised that my back yard was a really nice place to hang around&lt;br /&gt;discovered some mysterious vine with really pretty flowers growing on the fence&lt;br /&gt;DISCOVERY!&lt;br /&gt;going to post all the pics i took of the vine and flowers on facebook!&lt;br /&gt;LOL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeritageFest on Saturday was a complete waste of time&lt;br /&gt;i'm not saying this because we didn't win&lt;br /&gt;i'm NOT a sore loser! &gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;i demand my Saturday back! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much on my mind right now!&lt;br /&gt;how did i miss all these &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;facts&lt;/span&gt; just flashing right in front of me?&lt;br /&gt;these facts that were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;screaming&lt;/span&gt; you weren't doing too well these few days!&lt;br /&gt;wth?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do these feelings HAVE to come back to me?&lt;br /&gt;why can't they just continue &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hibernating&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;and like get &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;killed&lt;/span&gt; while in hibernation?&lt;br /&gt;this burning sense of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;betrayal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now everytime i see you&lt;br /&gt;i see what you did to me&lt;br /&gt;you were my friend&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;trusted&lt;/span&gt; you&lt;br /&gt;yet you did this to me.&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;u&gt;stupid&lt;/u&gt; how i took it to be nothing years ago&lt;br /&gt;only realising that i was betrayed by YOU only now&lt;br /&gt;it's so stupid&lt;br /&gt;it's so foolish!&lt;br /&gt;i was so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;naive&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-8927895606201422616?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8927895606201422616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=8927895606201422616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8927895606201422616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8927895606201422616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/07/20-july-2009.html' title='20 July 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-2280621074426637210</id><published>2009-07-20T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:40:30.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little red box'/><title type='text'>20 July 2009 (to YOU)</title><content type='html'>a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; little red box&lt;/span&gt; was half full of tiny black beads&lt;br /&gt;day by day, more tiny black beads filled the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;little red box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;little red box&lt;/span&gt; wanted so much to get rid of these beads which were so heavy,&lt;br /&gt;just pulling it &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;deeper&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;deeper&lt;/span&gt; into the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;little red box&lt;/span&gt; wanted to let go of these black beads so that it had space for those &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;big shiny golden beads&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;but letting go of these black beads would mean it had to open the small hole its base&lt;br /&gt;However, opening that hole was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;dangerous&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt; task to complete.&lt;br /&gt;taking a risk, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;little red box&lt;/span&gt; managed to open that hole and let those black beads out, and soon the little red box was filled with&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; big golden beads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little red box was soon full of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;golden beads&lt;/span&gt; which grew bigger and bigger each day, too big to escape from the small hole at the base of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;little red box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;little red box&lt;/span&gt; suddenly realised it was no longer sinking.&lt;br /&gt;instead, it was floating &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;higher&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;higher&lt;/span&gt; to the surface of the water(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;______!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is like SUPER lame._.&lt;br /&gt;but i hope it helps(:&lt;br /&gt;golden beads expand, black beads SINK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-2280621074426637210?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/2280621074426637210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=2280621074426637210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/2280621074426637210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/2280621074426637210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/07/20-july-2009-to-you.html' title='20 July 2009 (to YOU)'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-8357245157467698320</id><published>2009-07-17T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:16:43.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 July 2009</title><content type='html'>WOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;Sit and Reach test for NAPFA todayye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Lyn&lt;/span&gt; is PRO!&lt;br /&gt;50cm ++ ?!&lt;br /&gt;she didn't even loook like she was stretching &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;real hard&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;LYN IS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRO!&lt;/span&gt; O:&lt;br /&gt;had to stay back to see Mrs Yip for the EFOF tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;screw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EFOF seems so retarded&lt;br /&gt;disgusting ugly tees! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;YUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked down with Sharlene&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEER UP MY DEAR! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha on the bus home i realised i sounded like a &lt;u&gt;complete&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;idiot&lt;/span&gt; trying to comfort her ._.&lt;br /&gt;damnnnn!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;finally changed my (hideous) blogskin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; this one :D&lt;br /&gt;lost like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;more than half &lt;/span&gt;of my links while changing the blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;SADNESS! D:&lt;br /&gt;manage to get some by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;combing&lt;/span&gt; through other peoples' blogs :P&lt;br /&gt;so if you're reading this and you're link is not here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAG PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i just realised that my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;previous post&lt;/span&gt; was kinda &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;porno&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;like the first thing you see is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; Jacob&lt;/span&gt; topless ._.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaahahahaahahahhahahahahahahahahahaah! xD&lt;br /&gt;can't stop laughing xD&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;common test&lt;/span&gt; next tuesday is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SCIENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREWWW!&lt;br /&gt;i just realised i'm in a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;good mood&lt;/span&gt; despite losing my links AND the fact that there's EFOF tomorrow AND there's a tonne of homework to do AND we haven't started on English Project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ENGLISH PROJECT&lt;/span&gt;! shhhoooooooottttt!&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;THANK YOU &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ALINA DARL&lt;/span&gt; FOR THE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;KIM BEUM&lt;/span&gt; PICS AND POSTERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Christine&lt;/span&gt; for the BOF poster from your Teenage mag :D&lt;br /&gt;appreciate very much you both! :D&lt;br /&gt;ciao! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-8357245157467698320?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8357245157467698320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=8357245157467698320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8357245157467698320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8357245157467698320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/07/17-july-2009.html' title='17 July 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-1667228095623435045</id><published>2009-07-16T22:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:38:37.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new moon official trailer</title><content type='html'>AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jacob is haawwrrrtt! *jaw drops*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYBF3HKzrmE"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYBF3HKzrmE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYBF3HKzrmE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newmoonthemovie.com/"&gt; New Moon Official Website!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait&lt;br /&gt;can't wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-1667228095623435045?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/1667228095623435045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=1667228095623435045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1667228095623435045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1667228095623435045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-moon-official-trailer.html' title='new moon official trailer'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-682237357272883788</id><published>2009-07-16T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:37:06.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 July 2009</title><content type='html'>woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;I'M BACK!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY finished some CCA work :D&lt;br /&gt;Monday was Alina's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;GOSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY ALINA! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen&lt;/span&gt; yesterday after school&lt;br /&gt;didn't cuz WeiLing couldn't go ):&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;we're going to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt; next week! :D&lt;br /&gt;hopefully we can get more people to come along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;inclined pull-ups&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;sits up&lt;/span&gt; for NAFA todayy&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;finally got an 'A' for inclines!&lt;br /&gt;never got an 'A' for that stupid station before! :D&lt;br /&gt;THE JOYY!!&lt;br /&gt;inclines are my worst nightmare for NAFA._.&lt;br /&gt;did pretty well for my sit-ups.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;GOLDD&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughed quite a lot today.&lt;br /&gt;basically cuz Kai Yuan and Guan Wen were saying &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; things to annoy Christine&lt;br /&gt;which honestly was quite funny&lt;br /&gt;no offence!&lt;br /&gt;TD Silver/ HeritageFest is this Saturday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;OH GOSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my group name and really&lt;br /&gt;OH GOSHH!! D:&lt;br /&gt;we(or at least I) have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO IDEA&lt;/span&gt; what to do!!&lt;br /&gt;sian!&lt;br /&gt;gtg now&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-682237357272883788?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/682237357272883788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=682237357272883788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/682237357272883788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/682237357272883788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/07/16-july-2009.html' title='16 July 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-1072315703021442829</id><published>2009-07-10T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:12:55.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 July 2009</title><content type='html'>STRESSED OUTT!!&lt;br /&gt;it's getting harder!&lt;br /&gt;wth!&lt;br /&gt;my geog and e lit teachers are SO WEIRD&lt;br /&gt;my brother's an ass.&lt;br /&gt;stayed back to do CSSP.&lt;br /&gt;i wished i went to 18 Chefs with Joelynn and Aderline ):&lt;br /&gt;felt high for a while and realised that we really don't have much time!&lt;br /&gt;then felt uber loww..&lt;br /&gt;hmmms.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like changing my blogskin again&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting bored of this one&lt;br /&gt;gosh&lt;br /&gt;no mood to post&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-1072315703021442829?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/1072315703021442829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=1072315703021442829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1072315703021442829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1072315703021442829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/07/10-july-2009.html' title='10 July 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-6122558018285310524</id><published>2009-07-03T17:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:37:19.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 July 2009</title><content type='html'>went to school yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;whole place look so different with all the AYG stuff around.&lt;br /&gt;tried doing something for our English project.&lt;br /&gt;but kinda failed._.&lt;br /&gt;was so distracted!&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to watch the match after that&lt;br /&gt;it was quite interesting :D&lt;br /&gt;here are "some" pics! :D&lt;br /&gt;they're annoyingly blur because i zoomed in so much! &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Palestine vs UAE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3YB5YTMeI/AAAAAAAAAhk/r2I415Ie88M/s1600-h/DSC01131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3UZBLT1QI/AAAAAAAAAgc/RVxP084wSeQ/s320/DSC01113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354169058291078402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3UY9R1-LI/AAAAAAAAAgU/enkppbAv2yI/s1600-h/DSC01112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3UY9R1-LI/AAAAAAAAAgU/enkppbAv2yI/s320/DSC01112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354169057244739762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3UYmbtwSI/AAAAAAAAAgM/rZgKcEg_x4M/s1600-h/DSC01111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3UYmbtwSI/AAAAAAAAAgM/rZgKcEg_x4M/s320/DSC01111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354169051112128802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;China vs India:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3SSDAGV8I/AAAAAAAAAfU/rA16WEvOZSA/s1600-h/DSC01091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3SSDAGV8I/AAAAAAAAAfU/rA16WEvOZSA/s320/DSC01091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354166739498588098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3SR_j0IXI/AAAAAAAAAfM/a3GFtxsgIT4/s1600-h/DSC01087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3SR_j0IXI/AAAAAAAAAfM/a3GFtxsgIT4/s320/DSC01087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354166738574647666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jordan vs Iran:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3aNcyWl8I/AAAAAAAAAiE/YAkYOQsBh3c/s1600-h/DSC01137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3aNcyWl8I/AAAAAAAAAiE/YAkYOQsBh3c/s320/DSC01137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354175456613930946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3aNFZjM_I/AAAAAAAAAh8/oPyQHdRI4gs/s1600-h/DSC01136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3aNFZjM_I/AAAAAAAAAh8/oPyQHdRI4gs/s320/DSC01136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354175450335884274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3aM4vcJvI/AAAAAAAAAh0/LLzNqozg_Hw/s1600-h/DSC01134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3aM4vcJvI/AAAAAAAAAh0/LLzNqozg_Hw/s320/DSC01134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354175446938035954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3aMhRfdiI/AAAAAAAAAhs/56GUUmIM-aA/s1600-h/DSC01133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3aMhRfdiI/AAAAAAAAAhs/56GUUmIM-aA/s320/DSC01133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354175440638408226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha was quite distracted during the Jordan vs Iran(?) match&lt;br /&gt;Aderline knows why xD&lt;br /&gt;completely went mad during the Palestine vs UAE match! xD&lt;br /&gt;fun, but completely psychotic!&lt;br /&gt;Korea seriously thrashed Nepal.&lt;br /&gt;during the Jordan vs Iran match this woman in front of me kept standing up and blocking my view.&lt;br /&gt;she was super enthu about supporting Jordan&lt;br /&gt;her cheering was, amusing?&lt;br /&gt;her blocking my view was not.&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's all about the match(es)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jie didn't have to go to work for 3 days!&lt;br /&gt;haha she cooked some of the dishes she learnt in thailand!&lt;br /&gt;helped her a bit&lt;br /&gt;had a lot of fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3clZBDvXI/AAAAAAAAAic/Rkx6mQ5BYKw/s1600-h/DSC01084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3clZBDvXI/AAAAAAAAAic/Rkx6mQ5BYKw/s320/DSC01084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354178066941984114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;completed tom yum soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3ck04Q4GI/AAAAAAAAAiU/7xFV6bZspXc/s1600-h/DSC01082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3ck04Q4GI/AAAAAAAAAiU/7xFV6bZspXc/s320/DSC01082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354178057241419874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the 2 dsihes we made(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3ckrw4nZI/AAAAAAAAAiM/WIpt2Z1iisc/s1600-h/DSC01081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3ckrw4nZI/AAAAAAAAAiM/WIpt2Z1iisc/s320/DSC01081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354178054794550674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;too many ingredients! O: it's gonna bubble over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess that's all.&lt;br /&gt;ciao(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-6122558018285310524?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/6122558018285310524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=6122558018285310524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/6122558018285310524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/6122558018285310524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-july-2009.html' title='3 July 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/Sk3YB5YTMeI/AAAAAAAAAhk/r2I415Ie88M/s72-c/DSC01131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-7968521537932520218</id><published>2009-06-26T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:46:48.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 june 2009</title><content type='html'>to start off this post..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;DA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hope you have a really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; year ahead of you.&lt;br /&gt;thanks being a friend who always manages to make me &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt; no matter how bad the situation is.&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; being there when i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;needed&lt;/span&gt; someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;THANKS&lt;/span&gt; FOR BEING &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;love ya! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;managed to finish reading my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; book yesterday&lt;br /&gt;read it from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;start&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;finish&lt;/span&gt; in a day&lt;br /&gt;A DAY PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;new personal record!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;i won't &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fail&lt;/span&gt; the test! :D&lt;br /&gt;ultra happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;finished&lt;/span&gt; quite a lot of my HBL.&lt;br /&gt;then i realised there's new &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;science&lt;/span&gt; HBL&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't started on my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;geog&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;so much for finishing.&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; this post i'm going to start CHIONGING!&lt;br /&gt;charge!!&lt;br /&gt;then i'll change my blogskin (again)&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out!&lt;br /&gt;i've been &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;stuck&lt;/span&gt; at home since i came back from camp&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't been out with friends for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;NEED&lt;/span&gt; TO GO OUT!!&lt;br /&gt;or i'll start &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;rotting&lt;/span&gt; and i'll never have to see another page of HBL again O:&lt;br /&gt;there's always a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;plus&lt;/span&gt; side in everything xD&lt;br /&gt;yupp so here comes my chionging.&lt;br /&gt;see ya later!&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;loves, mt(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to bella again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-7968521537932520218?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/7968521537932520218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=7968521537932520218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7968521537932520218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/7968521537932520218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/06/26-june-2009.html' title='26 june 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-813402244456208497</id><published>2009-06-24T14:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T16:02:58.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 June 2009</title><content type='html'>i'm getting SO SICK of HBL!!&lt;br /&gt;haha watching &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Whose Line Is It Anyway&lt;/span&gt; on Youtube xD&lt;br /&gt;LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lAb7EC0QKlE"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lAb7EC0QKlE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lAb7EC0QKlE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9hxLMz_q-eY"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9hxLMz_q-eY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9hxLMz_q-eY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 3- the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt; PART!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cckckh6pII8"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cckckh6pII8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cckckh6pII8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; it xD&lt;br /&gt;moving on now.&lt;br /&gt;ciao(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-813402244456208497?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/813402244456208497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=813402244456208497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/813402244456208497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/813402244456208497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/06/24-june-2009.html' title='24 June 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-1262279497095918798</id><published>2009-06-22T12:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T12:40:01.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 june 2009</title><content type='html'>i wanna watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Transformers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;:Revenge &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;here's the main theme song.&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xuPICf8oriI"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xuPICf8oriI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xuPICf8oriI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!&lt;br /&gt;so fully booked!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-1262279497095918798?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/1262279497095918798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=1262279497095918798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1262279497095918798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1262279497095918798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/06/22-june-2009.html' title='22 june 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-8131013052864596148</id><published>2009-06-21T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T12:23:13.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 June 2009</title><content type='html'>back from CPA camp!&lt;br /&gt;so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;except for the fact that... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;now that i'm back &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; i kinda miss the people ):&lt;br /&gt;except for that annoying noisy _____(fill in the blank)&lt;br /&gt;never expected to have some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eye candy&lt;/span&gt; in the camp!&lt;br /&gt;he was really kinda &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;i remember dreaming of him once.&lt;br /&gt;it was a REALLY weird &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm starting to sound really bimbotic&lt;br /&gt;how am i going to summarize a 3-day &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;CAMP&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;day1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus broke down in the middle of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;expressway&lt;/span&gt; when we were on our way to the campsite.&lt;br /&gt;one of the facilitators needed the toilet so urgently he pee-ed into a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Pokka green tea&lt;/span&gt; bottle&lt;br /&gt;WALAO! eeeew!&lt;br /&gt;rattled with &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Kimberly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;had some lessons later in the day. bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;got into our groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;cute guy&lt;/span&gt; in MY GROUP!&lt;br /&gt;harh harh harh!! xD&lt;br /&gt;didn't expect to see Eugene(NPAP'09 SC 10)(no he's not the cute guy!) in the same group as me&lt;br /&gt;he's like super &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;quiet&lt;/span&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;didn't expect him to be so quiet.&lt;br /&gt;the bunks kinda sucked with all the lizards crawling on the walls and the moths flying near the night.&lt;br /&gt;i hate big fat &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;lizards&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;the toilets were WORSE.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;blabbered about stupid stuff with Kim at night xD&lt;br /&gt;agreed that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Choice C.&lt;/span&gt; was the cutest guy facilitator xD&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;a. ____&lt;br /&gt;b. &lt;u&gt;"bob"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. ____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;spilling our conversation xD&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;day2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some courses from the SCDF.&lt;br /&gt;the sirs were SO FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;didn't expect such &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;humourous&lt;/span&gt; SCDF people xD&lt;br /&gt;had a chance to put out some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;fire&lt;/span&gt; with a  fire extinguisher!&lt;br /&gt;fun-ness!&lt;br /&gt;it was so funny when all 4 of us (AHNP CPAs) put out the fire together.&lt;br /&gt;at night we had &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;CAMPFIRE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;hypering like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;siao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the campfire started the instructors taught us some songs with the actions.&lt;br /&gt;for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sexy&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;macho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;frog&lt;/span&gt; song one of the guy instructors had to demonstrate.&lt;br /&gt;the other instructors &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;rolled up his sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so when he stretched his arms out could see the ____ &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;under his arms&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;laughed like ______(fill in the blank)&lt;br /&gt;for Qantas' performance i was acting as a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;snatch theft&lt;/span&gt; victim.&lt;br /&gt;had to take off my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;shoe&lt;/span&gt; and use it as a phone?! xD&lt;br /&gt;omg!&lt;br /&gt;had to use my other phone/shoe as another phone to call the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;police&lt;/span&gt; (in the skit)._.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea how i thought of that.&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't even part of the script!?&lt;br /&gt;i'm friggin &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;retarded&lt;/span&gt;--"&lt;br /&gt;made a complete &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fool&lt;/span&gt; out of myself.&lt;br /&gt;but it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;the instructors were like completely HYPER arh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;day3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;high elements&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;kayaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;high elements was really fun but &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt; at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;but managed to complete both courses quite quickly(:&lt;br /&gt;the view on top was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;you can see the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;sea&lt;/span&gt;, the&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; floating fish farm&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;vegetation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it was REALLY VERY nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;first time&lt;/span&gt; doing high elements&lt;br /&gt;hope to do it again soon!&lt;br /&gt;kayaking was also FUN&lt;br /&gt;haven't kayaked in a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt; time(a year)&lt;br /&gt;we were made to do half "star jumps" on our kayaks?!&lt;br /&gt;it was really scary cuz we might &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;capsize&lt;/span&gt;! but really funny seeing the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;instructor&lt;/span&gt; fall and another &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;capsizing&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;so funny!&lt;br /&gt;the whole place smelt of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;fish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;eeew!&lt;br /&gt;had a quick shower and had &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;area cleaning&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so suay!!&lt;br /&gt;had to clean the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;toilets&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;i was like "omg! eeew! walao gross!"&lt;br /&gt;gerald (group leader)&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gave me a very&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; diao-ed &lt;/span&gt;face when i wanted the toilet cleaning thing from him cuz it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with wanting purple man?! URGH!! &gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;changed into half u. with the camp tee.&lt;br /&gt;looked like the sembawang &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NPAP&lt;/span&gt; people.&lt;br /&gt;eeew! queenie and si ying. yuck!&lt;br /&gt;POC was fun although we kinda screwed our performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;wei lin&lt;/span&gt; is funny! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea CPA camp was really fun&lt;br /&gt;really don't regret going for it(:&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's all(:&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;loves, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;mt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-8131013052864596148?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/8131013052864596148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=8131013052864596148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8131013052864596148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/8131013052864596148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/06/21-june-2009.html' title='21 June 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-6620742116980349349</id><published>2009-06-11T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T12:34:16.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 June 2009</title><content type='html'>cheers!&lt;br /&gt;almost done with my homework.&lt;br /&gt;just finished my 私函, just started on作文.&lt;br /&gt;got stuck for like an hour deciding if i should write about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; or not.&lt;br /&gt;decided to in the end.&lt;br /&gt;just hope the paper won't get into any other hands.&lt;br /&gt;managed to write the first paragraph and a bit more before i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;anyway tomorrow's PLAYMAX! (:&lt;br /&gt;i hope what happened yesterday won't effect my mood.&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna spoil other people's high spirits ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i hate him. i hate her. i just want to tear them into pieces and feed them to the crows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait till saturday!&lt;br /&gt;hoping to get into some serious retail therapy.&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;here's a vid my bro let me see.&lt;br /&gt;the beginning is FUNNY but i like them rest of it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WNnkbwFo9hU"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNnkbwFo9hU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNnkbwFo9hU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random eh?&lt;br /&gt;i like the girl's clothes&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like jagged rocks under water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;they hurt you when you least expect it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-6620742116980349349?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/6620742116980349349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=6620742116980349349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/6620742116980349349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/6620742116980349349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/06/11-june-2009.html' title='11 June 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-1307050275788506948</id><published>2009-06-09T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:47:42.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 June 2009</title><content type='html'>okay i should REALLY be doing my homework now.&lt;br /&gt;so says my darned time-table. (and common sense)&lt;br /&gt;I HATE TIME TABLES AT HOME&lt;br /&gt;argh i really feel like shopping!!&lt;br /&gt;darn it!&lt;br /&gt;read some random person's blog and it said COTTON ON WAS HAVING A SALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a sale people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;A SALE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arhhh!! someone help me!&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;*faints*&lt;br /&gt;going to collect the chinese holiday homework slip tmr cuz i lost mine.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll go to the library after that.&lt;br /&gt;and if i have enough time i'll sneak to PP for some "window shopping"&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;guess i've given in to my shopping-addiction.&lt;br /&gt;i feel insanely retarded.&lt;br /&gt;darn it--"&lt;br /&gt;okay i REALLY have to get on with my homework if i'm going for some secret shopping tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;ciao! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the insanely retarded shopaholic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4886717690336435455-1307050275788506948?l=thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/1307050275788506948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4886717690336435455&amp;postID=1307050275788506948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1307050275788506948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4886717690336435455/posts/default/1307050275788506948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutter-syndrome.blogspot.com/2009/06/9-june-2009.html' title='9 June 2009'/><author><name>meiTING(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204127193824183374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n12a6it0g58/SfmBLt7YfPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3MOxeLNfbK0/S220/DSC00706.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886717690336435455.post-5565764888231126151</id><published>2009-06-07T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T13:32:23.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 June 2009</title><content type='html'>friday's training was depressing&lt;br /&gt;guess we need more practice with our campcraft.&lt;br /&gt;don't want to elaborate more on that.&lt;br /&gt;PT was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;KILLER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg!! 5 sets of suicide, 140 half-squats, 110 crunches, 4 rounds around the field&lt;br /&gt;did 4 sets of suicide only cause i felt like throwing up. feel annoyed at myself?!&lt;br /&gt;sat out for the inclined pull-ups as well.&lt;br /&gt;the 4 rounds almost killed me till we started our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;insanely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;retarded&lt;/span&gt; cheers...&lt;br /&gt;"BOOM! BOOM! PEEE PAAWWW! PEEE PAAWWW!"&lt;br /&gt;but retarded cheers that we made up while running seem to help(:&lt;br /&gt;although PT was &lt;u&gt;hiong&lt;/u&gt; i have to say it did benefit us(:&lt;br /&gt;but really i could do without the muscle aches. OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;training has been cancelled due to the H1N1 influenza.&lt;br /&gt;they have been postponed to a later date.&lt;br /&gt;aww! :/&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's about all for now&lt;br /&gt;ciao! 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