<?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-37540412</id><updated>2011-10-09T22:02:01.103+08:00</updated><category term='a realli terrible experience'/><title type='text'>ARIEL</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>396</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5311475866815779538</id><published>2010-11-22T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T22:36:34.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/TOp_5zZ9ulI/AAAAAAAAA0I/xbwmQkSWHqI/s1600/PROM2010-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/TOp_5zZ9ulI/AAAAAAAAA0I/xbwmQkSWHqI/s320/PROM2010-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542382922461198930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Have got a new one here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys. I doubt I have any readers now. But anyways, I guess today was really a long long day. I finally finally got my dress for prom. Thanks cousin. (: By the way, I think I have been a pretty bad spendthrift recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling kinda irritated yesterday. Training and stuff. OMG, they were bad. Okay, I was annoyed and angry with myself at first. But dad made things worse by scolding me for it. Like, wth. Urgh, nvm, I didn't take it hardly.  &gt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-5311475866815779538?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5311475866815779538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5311475866815779538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5311475866815779538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5311475866815779538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/11/have-got-new-one-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/TOp_5zZ9ulI/AAAAAAAAA0I/xbwmQkSWHqI/s72-c/PROM2010-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-1474889567039855202</id><published>2010-11-12T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T14:00:47.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes, the damn Os are over! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to come back to my active blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, feel so blank suddenly. Like, I have nothing to study for 2 plus months and all I have to do is find programmes to entertain myself. Anyways, I'm going to keep myself busy and not let myself bore out or anything. And I swear I'll spend lots of money. I'm sorry, but, you know, it's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I'm full for next week with my extreme shopping! Sorry daddy, you'll see your $$ flyaway. =p But hey, it's time for me to really enjoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-1474889567039855202?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1474889567039855202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=1474889567039855202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/1474889567039855202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/1474889567039855202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/11/yes-damn-os-are-over-so-im-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5482139537188991561</id><published>2010-08-16T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T10:05:48.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hmm, day sick today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't a really nice day to be sick though: Oral. Missing you lots as well, you know you know? Well, that didn't really sound right. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it can be a good thing though. I thought I could sleep more this morning. But, unfortunately, I was sleepless. So, it was a nice time to lie on the bed, thinking about random stuffs. Erm, yeah, I think it's true that the most important thing when 2 people are together is to feel really comfortable and happy with the other party. Maybe it's really time for me to mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mature being: knowing my priorities at the moment, knowing what's important for now, knowing what can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I hope we can still share out happy, as well as unhappy moments. Maybe it isn't the right time to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many "maybe"s are running through in my mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Maybe we would be better this way;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we would feel happier like that;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe our life would redeem its freedom;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe everything would be nice;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I don't know. That's why these are random thoughts. Haha. Hey, this isn't supposed to be some emo post or what-so-ever. It's just that, sometimes, I need some place to express what I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'll 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/37540412-5482139537188991561?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5482139537188991561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5482139537188991561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5482139537188991561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5482139537188991561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/08/hmm-day-sick-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-4726642997358794228</id><published>2010-07-31T13:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T13:50:54.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just screwed up my physics spa, pretty badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-4726642997358794228?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4726642997358794228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=4726642997358794228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4726642997358794228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4726642997358794228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/07/omg-i-just-screwed-up-my-physics-spa.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-374645013005055630</id><published>2010-07-18T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T03:19:30.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, is it good or bad?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-374645013005055630?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/374645013005055630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=374645013005055630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/374645013005055630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/374645013005055630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-is-it-good-or-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-7653927090228358286</id><published>2010-06-30T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T18:29:45.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/TCscUcbAT5I/AAAAAAAAAz4/GOerH7IThaw/s1600/study+or+you+will+fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/TCscUcbAT5I/AAAAAAAAAz4/GOerH7IThaw/s320/study+or+you+will+fail.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488511708433502098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Time for the study marathon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can see that everyone's studying really really when the 2nd semester started. It's only the 3rd day of school and homework's coming in like rushing water. Haha. Especially maths. -.-" Spend most of my time doing maths stuff at home. Brain wrecking okay. Urgh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese orals are coming, like on this Friday, and I'm not really ready for it. Big lols. Well, in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; opinion, oral is testing your train of thoughts. So, as long as you say whatever that comes into your mind that is relevant or related to the topic, everything should be alright. Anyway, I guess I'm just trying to make up an excuse for myself for not revising enough for oral. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPA skill 3 seem really really hard...... I'll have a hard time mastering it within 2 weeks, or less. At this point of time, how I wish the trick of burning your textbook and drinking it works. It's impossible though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;BTW,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I like these 3 days. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-7653927090228358286?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7653927090228358286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=7653927090228358286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7653927090228358286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7653927090228358286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/06/time-for-study-marathon.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/TCscUcbAT5I/AAAAAAAAAz4/GOerH7IThaw/s72-c/study+or+you+will+fail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-8882385213076243925</id><published>2010-06-26T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T22:03:29.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/TCYIlGeig3I/AAAAAAAAAzw/vOePxeJdzEU/s1600/SIHUI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/TCYIlGeig3I/AAAAAAAAAzw/vOePxeJdzEU/s320/SIHUI.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487082629484413810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; IP MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It wasn't really as impressive as I thought though. The guy could have done better and the story was.........short. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally finished the 8 last minute SS essays. Gawd, really felt like dying when I printed it out on Thursday. But yeah, I still completed it. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Yes yes! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School yesterday sucked. Not because of the lesson, but because of the weather. I was wet the moment I stepped out of my gate. :/ &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Great.&lt;/span&gt; My shoe was uber drenched and my skirt became dark blue. My shoe ain't dry till now yet though. Okay, and I walked for less than 200m and I was all wet. Thanks rain. Urgh, yesterday was just super screwed up. I waited for 45 mins for the bus and the bus became flooded soon after cus one of the bus stops was half full of water. Daddy can't fetch me to school too cus it's time for car servicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;BUT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather like that is seldom seen here in Singapore. Quite cool actually, seeing places get flooded and everything. Okay, just don't happen all the time. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing, I remember myself feeling so relieved when I realised that everyone else who went for SLTC had sandfly bites while I don't. You know what, the sandfly bite bumps are appearing. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;AHHHHHHH!! UGLY RED SPOTS WHICH TAKE MONTHS TO RECOVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And and, it's like uber itchy to the core. Gosh, despite me sleeping with 3 mosquito coils, it didn't help in the end. -.-" Okay luh, maybe it did, cus I didn't have as much as the others are having right now. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;HEH! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing, school's reopening in 2 days time and I haven't got my school shoes yet! Told mummy that I'm going to bandage myself and wear slippers to school if I still don't get 1. Hahahaha. Yeah, I'm smart. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-8882385213076243925?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8882385213076243925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=8882385213076243925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8882385213076243925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8882385213076243925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-from-ip-man.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/TCYIlGeig3I/AAAAAAAAAzw/vOePxeJdzEU/s72-c/SIHUI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-7430941484179721711</id><published>2010-06-24T11:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:17:50.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/TCLOH8zkv9I/AAAAAAAAAzo/8-cYYbFewqw/s1600/US+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/TCLOH8zkv9I/AAAAAAAAAzo/8-cYYbFewqw/s320/US+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486173932067536850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been blogging. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm finally back from SLTC. Tiring man. But yes, it was really nice to see the 5th batch of redshirts coming up. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;All the best guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's like reopening in a few days time, and I just realised the 10 SS essays to be done during the June Holidays. Gosh. Time to finish them all. To think I've finished my holiday homework and think it's time for revisions. -.-" Anyway, out with Chun Yin later. Haven't been catching up with Primary School friends. Maybe because I'm kinda far away from Pasir Ris right now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kay, essay time!&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/37540412-7430941484179721711?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7430941484179721711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=7430941484179721711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7430941484179721711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7430941484179721711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/06/havent-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/TCLOH8zkv9I/AAAAAAAAAzo/8-cYYbFewqw/s72-c/US+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-758068826303706574</id><published>2010-06-14T18:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:29:39.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Holidays Week 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe that I've been doing work. Woah, great job Ariel. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;*Taps on shoulder*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Social Studies really wrecks my brain btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FInally had training yesterday after 2 weeks. Aww, I miss training so much. I had 2 empty Sundays and it sucked. Haha. Training was so much more tiring than normal. Gawd, I almost died. Lol. Somehow, only 4 people was able to make it yesterday while the rest are busy with their holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it gave my muscleaches on my butt. Great :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Cup started and me being a pretty abnormal female, had stayed up till 5am just to watch England vs USA. England had disappointed my much though. And, that was a lucky goal for USA, what a miss. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;NO LESSONS FOR THE WEEK!&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/37540412-758068826303706574?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/758068826303706574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=758068826303706574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/758068826303706574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/758068826303706574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/06/holidays-week-3-cant-believe-that-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-942113786017770360</id><published>2010-06-09T17:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T17:40:56.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, I didn't expect it to be so hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I was over it, after a talk with Mummy. But, sorry, I can't help it. Give me some time, will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-942113786017770360?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/942113786017770360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=942113786017770360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/942113786017770360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/942113786017770360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-i-didnt-expect-it-to-be-so-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-3894269467302422619</id><published>2010-05-29T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T15:58:11.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hey readers, I'm back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numbers of hits have been dropping, not more about the tags, blah blah blah. Hahaha. Hmm, things haven't been going on smooth. Well, I hope I haven't changed much, trying my best to go back to how it was supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confusing stuff. I don't know what's going on, I don't know how things are, I don't know how exactly I'm feeling. Maybe all of these, is what they call "part and parcel of life", "gaining some, losing some". Hey, thanks babe, so much. Maybe Dad's right, this might build up strong minds. Yeah, Ariel Tan's strong. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, but sometimes, trying to straighten out thoughts is a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ARD HARD JOB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Back to it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day out with cousin yesterday, and watched Shrek. Sorry all! Know I've been moaning much about Shrek these few days. Haha. Staying over next week! Totally looking forward to it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt 'O' 's on Monday and I feel super super worried about it. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AHHHHHH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm like failing my compos, compres and everything else. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dads and Mums' going to the Sundown Marathon tonight. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ALL THE BEST! Love you much!&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/37540412-3894269467302422619?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3894269467302422619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=3894269467302422619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3894269467302422619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3894269467302422619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-readers-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-8614240452079468555</id><published>2010-05-13T08:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T08:17:44.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for everything.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm being the worst girlfriend in the world. Sometimes I think, would you feel better and be better off without me? I don't know. Maybe you would. I know that you're upset with me right now. Well, I deserve it. I'm not really worthy of you treating me that well. What, I didn't cherish it well enough. I'm not worthy of you either, being a person whom upsets you time and again. Yes, I know, what's the point of me being like that right now? I've earned all this. Well done Ariel, for throwing away everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-8614240452079468555?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8614240452079468555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=8614240452079468555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8614240452079468555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8614240452079468555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/05/sorry-for-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-6068196417666157944</id><published>2010-04-18T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T20:04:35.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Worn out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like extra tired than usual. I mean, after training. I feel like I'm getting old or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longest sleep in my life today. Believe it or not, I haven't slept for so long in my life before. Maybe I was tired after all that have happened this week. Well, I know, it's all me. Over-thinking results in over-working-brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Random thought:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone cheers and applauses for performing groups like CG, Band, Dance or even Drama, but no one ever cheer or applause for the choir because they really sang well or something. Unless, you're some professional who seriously listens to every single pitch and note. Oh no, I'm not jealous or whatever. Just trying to say that no one would ever say, "Hey, good job choir." So, that's why, I don't really understand why we must be so in pitch sometimes. And, choir kinda sings boring songs. If there were some high school musical or some more "in" songs sung, even though we're not that in tune, I believe, people would really really enjoy our performance more. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, just some way to let people appreciate choir more and know their existence. Oh well, okay, this ain't a random thought, but about something I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the sec 4s have had their last performance and I swear I wouldn't join choir in my higher institute or education anymore. Haha. Sorry, but it's a fact. Officially concluded that I'm not the 'Choir' or 'Band' or 'CG' kind. Not that I don't enjoy it, but it's so not for me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, what, I'm not supposed to get emo, angry or irritated now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you know, I seriously feel like I'm having puberty #2. I feel exactly like how I felt back then when I was in Pri School: that 'being-irritated' feeling being very very uncontrollable. I'm so sorry, if I lost my temper for nothing. I really really hope I can control it, but it's so hard. Sometimes, I feel like I'm some unreasonable Auntie going through menopause. Urghhhhhh.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-6068196417666157944?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6068196417666157944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=6068196417666157944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/6068196417666157944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/6068196417666157944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/worn-out.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-750160934046664395</id><published>2010-04-17T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:47:01.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cab rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, I spent 45 dollars on taxi within 2 days. Gawd, I rock. Haha. But, eh, serious, cannot cannot, must claim must claim. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crescendo was tiring. Nevertheless, all of us had fun. Despite not being able to dress up nicely, seeing everyone dressing up nicely makes me feel so happy. Haha. I don't know, seldom have the chance to see everyone dressing up like that, so formally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend was dashing. Girls, don't snatch. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturdays are weird nowadays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-750160934046664395?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/750160934046664395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=750160934046664395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/750160934046664395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/750160934046664395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/cab-rules.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-4715045629378220181</id><published>2010-04-15T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T21:01:59.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;OMG,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rehearsals are so tiring. It's not that the rehearsals are tiring, but the long hours. Crescendo's tomorrow, extremely envious of the people who are going there as the audience and being able to dress up nicely..... Urgh, nvm, there's nothing I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AHHHHHH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I miss you super much. Have been moaning about it to Esther at Jubilee Hall. "Keep that inside." That's what she told me. Haha. Argh, sorry dearest, I don't know what's up with me lately. Just too afraid to lose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much caught up with studies and today's the only day in which I decided to rest and just leave those books behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I supposed to look forward to crescendo tomorrow? Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-4715045629378220181?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4715045629378220181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=4715045629378220181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4715045629378220181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4715045629378220181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-7218056369825741691</id><published>2010-04-09T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T18:26:42.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Time To Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, TGIF, it's friday again. Which means, tomorrow's speech day and the choir's going to perform once again, after not going on stage for such a long time. More looking forward to Crescendo though. But, you know, we have to spend 12 hours at Raffles Hotel, singing. Urgh, hope my voice doesn't go hoarse. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, dear friends, sorry for neglecting all of you. Y' know, sometimes, I have to know what the problem is. (Type S, you see, "don't know what's going on) Trying very hard to tune back. At times, I just feel a little uncomfortable inside, cus of the sudden change. But, I don't mind, just don't want to lose all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I guess the problem really lies with me. The fact is, it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;DOES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lies with me. Anyway, I feel so much happier these 2 days, although I know that there's still some sense of awkwardness. Well, you-know-who. Ya, I understand I understand. It's really a sudden change, even for me, I still feel a bit weird like that. Cus I'm being the 'long-lost' Ariel. Yes, so, I understand that it takes time, for things to be back to normal. But even if it couldn't, I don't blame anyone, it's my wrong, I can't do anything. Shall just be optimistic and move on, telling myself, "hey, you did something terrible, you've lost some people who were so close to you, don't do it again." Erm, somehow, I've got this feeling that it's not going to be the same anymore. Never felt so distant before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time, I see my boyfriend fence. Haha. But but, feel so proud and contented to tell myself that, "Hey, that's my boyfriend." (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess everyone's feeling super motivated to study hard now, right? Haha. See, super achievers really works. Mm hmm, so, everyone, study hard, it's just another 6 more months. Then, we all can really relax ourselves and not worry about the results for 2 months. I wouldn't want to worry about my results, knowing that I didn't do well and just waiting to see how badly I did. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;OHHHHHH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it's raining, really heavily. Dampens the mood, like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-huh, grandma's done with my 1 to 1 half hour dinner. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-7218056369825741691?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7218056369825741691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=7218056369825741691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7218056369825741691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7218056369825741691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-3189028082190598500</id><published>2010-04-06T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:36:29.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Super achievers day 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, thought that it would be boring, dead, lifeless and all the negative stuff, but it turned out to be 'not bad, quite fun, quite interesting'. Haha. It isn't useless or a waste of time. Can really learn something from there. (: Woah, promoting high achievers. Hahaha. But seriously, it's quite useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends felt weird. Maybe because there was an extra public holiday. Aww, I don't know if Good Friday rock or not. Yeap, really felt so happy for the fact that I can spend it with boyfriend, but the rating of it went down the slope since we watched Ju-on. Omg, my first horror movie in a cinema. Almost burst out into tears, I swear. Oh god, am I supposed to watch horror movies again? Hahaha. But anyway, had a few sleepless nights. Still not daring to switch off the lights when I'm alone. Nvm, I shall have it all bright then. Don't really like my house to be dark though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training on Sunday was extra tiring. It was raining. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;(What a nice time to rain, right?)&lt;/span&gt; So basically the balls were all wet and we were all drenched. Glad enough that I didn't fall sick yesterday. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;PHEWS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal for speech day today. It was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;hottttttttttttttt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to the core. Haven't wore stockings ever since I was 6 when I had to wear the ballet-like ones for wedding dinners. Apparently, many couples were getting married at that period of time. Plus, the stockings were jet black luh. Oh well, I'm not moaning or anything. Ya, I am luh. But, I felt like I was trapped in an oven. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, my phone died on me.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-3189028082190598500?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3189028082190598500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=3189028082190598500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3189028082190598500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3189028082190598500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/super-achievers-day-2.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-848381940139475978</id><published>2010-03-31T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T23:02:36.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April fool's day tomorrow. Hmm, hope people don't come up with funny things to trick me or something. Cus, you know, although I know it's April fool's, I'd still fall for it, definitely. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I wanna be the best girlfriend.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised that it isn't easy to fulfil this task. Well, it's not a task anyway, it's something that I want to do for the person I love most. I want him to know how much I actually care. And, sorry dearest, I didn't mean to make you feel bad, but, I just want to do what I want to do for you. Ahhhhh, sorry, Ariel knows that she's been really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad stuff aside. Ariel has straighten out thoughts though. You know, the girl-jealousy-thing stimulates easily, uncontrollable. Learning how to open up and not be so sensitive to little little small small things. Btw, thank you so much for listening boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished my work that I'm supposed to do for the long weekends cus I know I won't bother to touch them during the 3 days. Haha. Maybe I would, but would not complete them. But hey, it's a norm. Wells, more to come tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's looking more sleepy and more tired as each day goes by. Brain not really functioning well during class. Hmm, may not apply to everyone, but it applies to me. Haha. Most awake during Maths, because I know I have to. Or else, I'll fail it, for sure. Not saying that the other subjects are not important. I mean, for some subjects, you get it, you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, off to be the best girlfriend. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-848381940139475978?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/848381940139475978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=848381940139475978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/848381940139475978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/848381940139475978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/april-fools-day-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-7605498254584794013</id><published>2010-03-30T20:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:06:51.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S7H3BIXO66I/AAAAAAAAAzg/QgXq1HodJi4/s1600/18e17954b02639ae.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 99px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S7H3BIXO66I/AAAAAAAAAzg/QgXq1HodJi4/s320/18e17954b02639ae.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454412222519241634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S7H25ImpOmI/AAAAAAAAAzY/q9_yx95FDII/s1600/0c5a8aec2096fc8a.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 108px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S7H25ImpOmI/AAAAAAAAAzY/q9_yx95FDII/s320/0c5a8aec2096fc8a.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454412085144926818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I just got to know that 5th February was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;World Nutella Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WEIRD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Why is there a day for nutella?  Is there a day for peanut butter, jam, kaya, etc etc? Oh well, nutella rocks anyway, I can just eat it from the bottle like that. Never tried it before. But for sure, I'll have to drink super loads of water and get super heaty. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My horror movie camp. Haha, have been pondering over it ever since I got home just now. I'll have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;BIG, DARK, PANDA EYES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after it. But, sounds cool huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I actually studied and did my homework for 3 hours in school just now. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WOAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, great work Ariel. The thing is, I haven't completed all my homework yet. Please hor, I wasn't talking or anything half the time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Going to do this again, haha. This was from 30 December, 2008. See this boyfriend? Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who was the last person to call you honey ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Quite troublesome to push it all the way home. Isn't it? Then people will look at you like "what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are You Single, or taken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken. (: By my favourite person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Has someone ever sang a song to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you play Sudoku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, not now. Or, not anymore. Cus Ariel can never complete 1, all by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If abandoned alone in the wilderness would you survive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be able to, I hope. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-18??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who was the last person you shared a bed with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who do you text the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLIVEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who last said they loved you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What color are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure. Cus like at different times, when I try to look at it, it's like either black or brown or something. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 and 24???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you like your parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm hmm, mm hmm. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you secretly like someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I do it openly. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. When did your last relationship end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOO, it's not ending..... And it's not going to end. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who was the last person you said you loved on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLIVE LEU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Favorite ex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Where was the farthest place you traveled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FARTHEST place. Hahaha. Never gone beyond Asia. I'll travel around the world one day, when I earn enough money. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you like mustard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHHHHH, haven't got the courage to taste it, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you prefer to sleep or eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat. Chocolate rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you look like your mom or dad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50-50, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Can you do splits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOO.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What movie do you want to see right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clash Of The Titans, and, How To Train Your Dragon, again. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What did you do for New Year's Eve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, countdown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Where will you be celebrating your new year's day next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know, see how the plan would go. Who would plan things like that more than 1 year ahead? Ya, maybe some people would, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41 and 42???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Was your mom a cheerleader?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What's the last letter of your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I have a middle name, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. How many hours of sleep do you get a night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 or 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you like Care Bears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardly noticed them, just know that they've got pictures on their tummies. Cute though. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What do you buy at the movies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERRRRRR, drinks, popcorn, chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you know how to play poker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, just learnt how to. Not good at it, at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you wear your seat belt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. What do you wear to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baggy shirt and shorts. The most comfortable and unglam clothes ever. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Anything big ever happen in your town?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Is your hair good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Is your tongue pierced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you like Liver and Onions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Do you like funny or serious people better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must know when to be funny and when to be serious. That's why my boyfriend rocks. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Ever been to L.A.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Who is on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLIVEY CLIVEY CLIVEY.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Any plans for tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. What's your favorite song at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know, don't know, don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Do you hate chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. What do you and your parents fight about the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never fought with them before actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Are you a gullible person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Do you need a boyfriend/girlfriend to be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not last time. Now? YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. If you could have any job what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't thought of my career yet. Have to start brainstorming now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Are you easy to get along with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM I AM I AM I???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What is your favorite time of day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Are you a generally happy person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back now, all of us used to do all these funny funny quizzes on our blogs. Haha. Answering all these questions, usually takes up more than half of our time blogging and everything. No wonder blog posts seem so long last time. Feel like a sec 2 now. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Ariel's hungry. Going to eat my chocolate!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-7605498254584794013?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7605498254584794013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=7605498254584794013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7605498254584794013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7605498254584794013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/yup-i-just-got-to-know-that-5th.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S7H3BIXO66I/AAAAAAAAAzg/QgXq1HodJi4/s72-c/18e17954b02639ae.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5450982133018823070</id><published>2010-03-29T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:35:37.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Ariel's like, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you know, makes me feel so happy that boyfriend's so high today, despite Ariel being really sickly. Haha. Cus you feeling positive everyday, is really important to me, somehow. But, so sorry, Ariel seriously has no strength to give much reaction. Ahhh, sorry sorry. Point here is, don't want boyfriend to be unhappy over anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, half the class is down with flu today. Well, I guess, I'm so the unlucky one to get the worse flu among all. Look into the dustbin in my classroom, almost half the tissues used in there is from me. Haha. My desk was so filled up with tissues such that I don't have any space to place my books. Clearing it after every period though. AWW, what a tiring day. Was just lying on my desk dead and just looking up on the board every 10 mins to make sure that I understand everything. But, hope it's going to be gone by tomorrow cus I so don't like the feeling of being sick. Urgh. Can't do much things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gosh, I'm getting drowsy. Mummy and Grandma forced me to swallow that 2 pills of panadol. Fyi, I don't like medicines. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes, I'm supposed to be happy today. Yes, I am luh. So glad so glad so glad :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And And, it's been an amazing and unbelievable 2 months! ( Super delayed, sorryyyyyy.....)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S7C6duYPBJI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/zz1i-1n3fHo/s320/1224-what-i-loved-most-about-life.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454064168574321810" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-5450982133018823070?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5450982133018823070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5450982133018823070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5450982133018823070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5450982133018823070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/ariels-like-h-p-p-y.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S7C6duYPBJI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/zz1i-1n3fHo/s72-c/1224-what-i-loved-most-about-life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-7447140983568617261</id><published>2010-03-26T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T20:37:23.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Phew, glad that everything's alright now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, another week of school has ended. Not really actually, still have oral tomorrow. Hmm, this week wasn't really good. Many happenings and stuff, weird feelings. But but, everything's back to normal now, right boyfriend? Haha. Really, I still prefer the happy you. Ariel wants you to be feeling good all the time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's ending late everyday except for Monday. Great, at least it makes sure that I do my revision and study, rather than falling asleep and lazing around at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, boyfriend, was really worried about you that day, didn't notice that I actually spammed your missed calls. Ahhh, sorry, just wanted to make sure that you're alright and nothing is happening to you. But then again, glad that you're really okay. Relieved, relieved and more relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, have been getting sudden headaches and giddiness. Nevermind, feels okay after a while. It's like on and off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...off to prepare for my scary oral tomorrow. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-7447140983568617261?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7447140983568617261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=7447140983568617261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7447140983568617261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7447140983568617261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/phew-glad-that-everythings-alright-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-4762597561800582168</id><published>2010-03-24T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T21:39:14.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Urgh, I'm uber worried now, not knowing what to do. Are you alright? Hope I could fly over to you and see if you're okay. Ahhhh, panic attack. 9.38pm. 38 mins have passed. Are you resting on your bed? Or has something happened? D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-4762597561800582168?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4762597561800582168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=4762597561800582168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4762597561800582168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4762597561800582168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/urgh-im-uber-worried-now-not-knowing.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-8114355165085501209</id><published>2010-03-21T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T22:27:08.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling so irritated now for I don't know what reason, and I feel like pouring out tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need my chocolate cake!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-8114355165085501209?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8114355165085501209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=8114355165085501209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8114355165085501209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8114355165085501209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/omg-im-feeling-so-irritated-now-for-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-3491260580434273795</id><published>2010-03-21T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T21:15:31.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What a weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my match today again! Was feeling really disappointed cus I was that close. But, yup, feeling alright now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's reopening tmr and I haven't finished my homework yet. Everything's like half done. Okay, I'm going to carry on with owing homework. Feeling too lazy to complete everything. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing you, like, a lot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-3491260580434273795?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3491260580434273795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=3491260580434273795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3491260580434273795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3491260580434273795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-2825883783291424751</id><published>2010-03-20T11:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T13:30:58.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ariel's trying to recall what she did and where she went last friday. Cus mummy and daddy went to Aston for dinner and I didn't go. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;AHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, quite irritating when you're trying to think of something, but you just can't remember anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;It rained at the wrong time.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to have interclub today, but it rained at so, it's postponed. Haiyooo, and I travelled all the way there. Well, that's not the point. The point is, I woke up so early this morning. Nvm, what to do, it's the weather. I can't possibly stop the rain, right? Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;MISSING YOU SO MUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHH........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't finished my homework yet. But, I'm so not in the mood to do homework. Yup, feel so lazy to just pick up the pen and start writing. Finished most of it already anyway. Hmm, see how luh.. And and, I'm going to be so bored today.... Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'm so sorry, but I'm going to be really selfish. Want you to be with me all the time! You know, Ariel doesn't like the feeling whenever I know that I'm not going to be seeing you today. Just feels like, everything's not going to work out well and I just want to stay at home and sleep until the moment when I can see you. That's why I told sihui when boyfriend's away, that, I wanna be in coma for 12 days. Hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-2825883783291424751?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2825883783291424751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=2825883783291424751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/2825883783291424751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/2825883783291424751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/ariels-trying-to-recall-what-she-did.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5672856409884509694</id><published>2010-03-16T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T23:07:21.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hahaha, no need for the counting down anymore, he's back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 days, 12 days, 12 days, 12 days. Aww, such tedious 12 days, wondering what you're doing every moment. But nevermind, Ariel got through it. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-5672856409884509694?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5672856409884509694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5672856409884509694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5672856409884509694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5672856409884509694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/hahaha-no-need-for-counting-down.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5386730508675507290</id><published>2010-03-14T11:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T11:30:25.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 11&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AHHHHH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I missed day 10. Sorry sorry sorry, I was so tired and worn out yesterday. Urgh, and I lost the match against SSC. D:&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, learnt how to take losses and I'm not going to cry for 1 whole day like I did last year. Haha. And and, Ariel's going to take up all SPAX tournaments this year. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are playing against American Club today, just now, now. I don't know, but it started at 9. According to Mummy who saw them just now, it's muscular americans they're playing against. Omg. Hmm, now, I don't know what to do with the score sheets. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Boyfriend's coming back tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And I'm super excited to see him. Goodness, I haven't seen him for such a long time and I'm missing everything about him.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; OHHHHHHH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; another......34 hours! Sounds long. But hey, I got through 11 days without boyfriend already, what's 34 hours? (11 hard-to-get-through days though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school yesterday for physics and I did the most monotonous and boring experiment. You know, time while doing practical usually passes by really really quickly, but, yesterday, time was so draggy. Haiyo. What to do, spa what. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, got back my progress report. It didn't turn out as bad as I thought though. Just that I failed my A maths thanks to the 2 screwed up tests. And and, maybe because I got B4 for both my sciences for the first time. Hahahaha. Plus, the most angry thing about yesterday: my chinese got a big VR. Gawd, she didn't key in the whole class' results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, boyfriend's last competition in Manila. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;All the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;All the best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;All the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, training's later, like, in 2 hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-5386730508675507290?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5386730508675507290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5386730508675507290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5386730508675507290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5386730508675507290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-11-ahhhhh-i-missed-day-10.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-4838767693712984645</id><published>2010-03-12T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T22:16:00.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S5pMkf_0_LI/AAAAAAAAAzI/S6sXSHdVRsM/s1600-h/Photo026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S5pMkf_0_LI/AAAAAAAAAzI/S6sXSHdVRsM/s320/Photo026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447750889206250674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 9&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, it's day 9, means that I would be able to see boyfriend soon! Hahaha. Hope this weekend passes by quick enough. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, today's a nice day. I don't know, woke up feeling so happy. Hahaha. Redshirt stuff was boring. Not saying that redshirt's boring, but, the thing we were supposed to do was boring. So, despite my hurting throat, I sang like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;UBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; loudly. Lasted for around 1 hour. Then, losing my voice almost completely. That explains why I was quite silent for a period of time. Haha. Guess what,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I SOUND LIKE A MAN NOW,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a low tone of voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No training today. There's interclub tomorrow anyway, don't want to tire myself out too much. Oh, speaking of interclub. I'm like getting nervous already, bet I wouldn't be able to get to sleep tonight. Yes, like the night before sport's day, I couldn't get to sleep also. That was why I was feeling so sleepy today, since last night wasn't really a good one either. But nevermind, got home early today and napped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's school tmr! Haiyooo, it's supposed to be a weekend and yet we have to go to school. Worse still, getting my progress report back tmr. It's going to reflect the sucky results of mine this term. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;AHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; SERIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; screwed up every single test this term. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sleeping, again. Have to wake up early tmr for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight! Have the sweetest dreams. Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-4838767693712984645?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4838767693712984645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=4838767693712984645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4838767693712984645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4838767693712984645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-9-yay-its-day-9-means-that-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S5pMkf_0_LI/AAAAAAAAAzI/S6sXSHdVRsM/s72-c/Photo026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-3984306897222702825</id><published>2010-03-11T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T21:12:31.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 8&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days to go. Argh, I'm like reaching the maximum of missing you already. Okay, I've reached the maximum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel doesn't feel good today. I don't know. The moment I reached home after tuition today, all the moody-ness seemed to show. Hmm, life isn't really well done without boyfriend. Missing the nights when I have long talks with you. Don't like this feeling feeling in which I feel you're not like what you were when you're in Singapore. Hmm, maybe the distance's causing everything. Hope everything would be back to normal when you're back. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;worried worried worried worried worried worried worried worried worried worried worried worried worried worried worried worried worried worried worried worried worried worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sport's day today. Haiyooo, such disappointment.Nevertheless, Inno's second and Thinker's first. Like, short of that few points. :/ Nevermind, everyone tried their best. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day of tuition. The second time of tuition which I walked home alone. Yes, I reached home within 10 mins. So scary to walk alone in the dark, especially in such an ulu place. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayzzzzz, not sleeping yet, wanna hear your voice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-3984306897222702825?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3984306897222702825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=3984306897222702825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3984306897222702825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3984306897222702825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-8-4-more-days-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-4785210240685610959</id><published>2010-03-10T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T20:06:43.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 7&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HEYYY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it's been a week without boyfriend. Woah, can't believe I actually survived it. It isn't really 'without' him, just not seeing him. But hey, it's bad enough hor. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's practically the last day of studying for term 1. Week 10 of 2010. Hmm, but March holidays aint like March holidays. School almost everyday and my table's going to be piled up with lots of homework. Nvm, going to start doing it anyway, hope I can finish it asap, to prevent any procrastinating. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sport's day tomorrow. Mummy decided to go! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;OMG, I'M SO TOUCHED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Suddenly feel like my mummy loves me a lot, yeap yeap. Hahaha. Nervous feelings are building up. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I was so nervous when I was standing there on the track last year, preparing to start, thinking to myself, "why am I even here?" But but, when the gun sounded, all 8 of us started to run and when I got the top 3 for all the event, such indescribable feeling. I don't know, felt like, "hey, guess what, I can actually win something." Hahahaha. Weird thoughts to myself. There'll be more tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm going to sleep&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; EARLIER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today. Cus I'm going to reach the stadium at 6.30 tomorrow. So yeah, si hui, Innovator's going to be the one. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, goodnight! Sweet dreams! Loves. And and, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'M MISSING YOU, LIKE, A LOT.&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/37540412-4785210240685610959?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4785210240685610959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=4785210240685610959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4785210240685610959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4785210240685610959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-7-heyyy-its-been-week-without.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-7917538251960518181</id><published>2010-03-09T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:18:59.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 6&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;STILL MISSING YOUUUU!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging later than usual today, was hooked up with SS just now. I don't know what I'm writing actually. Ms Shariffa gave us this template to follow, but, I don't really understand it. Hmm, maybe slow brains work this way. Haha. Hey, at least I attempted it okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time in Choir passes by quite quickly nowadays, cus it's so much more interesting as compared to Ms Chan. Woah, no offence, but it's the truth. Well, don't mean to be bad or evil or something. Okay, so, Choir ended at around 6 today and daddy came to fetch me. I didn't ask him to fetch me hor, he was the one who offered me the ride home. Yes, he's still so excited about his new car, driving it around, fetching people, and cleaning it everyday. You know, new stuffs. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice talk with Si Hui before Choir. (Went up late as a result) Thanks for listening babe! Felt much better after pouring out everything, although your analyzing doesn't really agree with mine. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, have been feeling so blank and still not used to seeing my phone without any '1 new message'. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ARGH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;want you back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;want you back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;want you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; want you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt; want you back!&lt;/span&gt; Oh yes, don't feel too disappointed about the results and everything okay? Know you've did your best. Like my daddy always says, your best is good enough. (He learnt this from an old man during the marathon last year. Inspiring, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sport's day is 2 days away. Mummy and Daddy &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; supposed to come! But, couldn't cus daddy has to go to Malaysia. Hmm, told Mummy not to come already as it wouldn't be convenient for her without a car. There is luh, actually, cus daddy's not driving his car there. However, she doesn't dare to drive it, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;YET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Oh well, despite the disappointment, sport's day is still coming. I don't know, I want them to see me winning something. It shows that their daughter isn't just a dummy brain. Hey, showing them that I can actually excel in something hor. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.16pm. Guess I'm sleeping soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and sweet dreams boyfriend! Waiting to see you on Monday! Loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-7917538251960518181?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7917538251960518181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=7917538251960518181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7917538251960518181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7917538251960518181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-6-still-missing-youuuu-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-1299938243235534778</id><published>2010-03-08T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:49:15.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'M.SO.MISSING.YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm getting over the days-without-Clive blues, somehow. Not really actually, I don't know. Sometimes I feel okay, but sometimes, just feel so lost and just don't know what to do suddenly. Like, something's missing and something's not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5's so dreadful. Don't feel like doing anything. Don't feel like going to school, don't feel like getting up from my bed, don't feel like doing work (I finished it anyway), just feel like lying down there, and do nothing. Haha. But life still have to go on, right? Yeap, so tried my best to enjoy everything today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ANYWAYS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had a really long night. Waking up every now and then, explaining why I was so sleepy this morning. Hmm, just couldn't get into my deep sleep. When I was about to get into my nice sleep, it was already time to get up from bed. Headache wasn't much better than last night this morning. Carried that heavy head and light legs to school. Luckily daddy sent me to school, or else, I think I'd just faint halfway. Haha. But, nvm, I'm still alright now, sitting on my bed, blogging. Feeling much better now though, just that my tummy's upsetting me now. D: Oh well, still, feeling much better already. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally screwed up my common test. Everyone's like getting super high marks for english cus it's easy and what, I merely passed. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend's running a fever. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, super worried about you now. Must remember to take extra extra extra care of yourself now okay? Competition's tmr! It's not just about the competition actually, but, still have to take care of yourself. Don't want a sickly Clive back alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, early night today, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight boyfriend, sweet dreams, rest &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;REALLY REALLY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well and take &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;SUPER ULTRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; good care of yourself. Miss and love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-1299938243235534778?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1299938243235534778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=1299938243235534778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/1299938243235534778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/1299938243235534778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-5-im.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-4137503368207547296</id><published>2010-03-07T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:24:38.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Heyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I'm missing you like I don't know what. Boyfriend's competition's today, so eager to know the results, how it went and everything. URGH, this is the problem, feel like I'm being kept in suspense. Well, no choice anyway. But But But, I'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;REALLY REALLY REALLY MISSING YOU A LOT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And guess what? It's just the 4th day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 went pass quite quickly actually. I was doing my chinese for the whole morning, then it's time for training already. Oh yes, timing for training increased, by half an hour. Haha. Don't really know the purpose behind it, what to do, still have to follow it. Did I mention that interclub's starting next week? Oh well, I'm getting really nervous for it, thinking that I got thrashed like hell last year. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;AHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hmm, still keeping my postitive attitude towards it though. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training just now was so tiring and I'm basically worn out right now. Scorching sun, bad weather. Seemed like it was going to rain, but didn't. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;HAIYOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, terrible headache now, perspiring a lot. May give school a miss if it continues. Of course, I don't want to miss school. Day 5 would be even more draggy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;8 more days to go!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yes, Ariel's going to get through these 8 days. 8 days, seem so short, but it isn't really. Especially when you want to see someone terribly and that thought of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"ANOTHER 8 DAYS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; seriously&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; CAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kill you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, think I'm going to bed earlier today. Headache's trying to murder me. Didn't do any revision on anything. Have got this feeling that I'm going to do super badly in exams. Nvm, curing myself is the thing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight boyfriend! Have super sweet dreams! Love and miss you so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-4137503368207547296?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4137503368207547296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=4137503368207547296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4137503368207547296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4137503368207547296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-4-heyyyyy-im-missing-you-like-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-4028242853966861443</id><published>2010-03-06T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T21:38:19.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;AHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, 9 more daysssssssssssss.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to survive these 9 day without you.. D: Okay, I think I'm emo-ing everyday, less smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queensway today with mummy, then daddy's office. Gym-ed, did my chinese, dinner. Mummy cooked porridge, but but, I don't really like porridge, sooo, went out for dinner. Haha. Sorry mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;HAIYOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I really really wish I can travel through time and today would be the 15th. Then, I'll be seeing you now!!!!! Enjoyed hearing your voice every night when you call me. But, makes me feel like crying. Cus, it's like, I can hear you, but not see you. URGH, it's like the so-near-yet-so-far feeling. Not a nice feeling.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, boyfriend's sleeping soon. Goodnight, sweet dreams, I LOVE YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-4028242853966861443?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4028242853966861443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=4028242853966861443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4028242853966861443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4028242853966861443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-3-ahhhhhh-9-more-daysssssssssssss.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5586757489261959115</id><published>2010-03-05T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T22:24:07.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;WHAT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's only DAY 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I MISS YOU, I MISS YOU, I MISS YOU, I MISS YOU, I MISS YOU, I MISS YOU, I MISS YOU, I MISS YOU, I MISS YOU, I MISS YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I swear I'd cry if you appear right in front of me right now. Well, I know I would when I pick you up from the airport on the 15th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about you every moment. Thinking about what you're doing, have you eaten, are you hungry, are you feeling alright, have you been taking care of yourself, every little thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's missing you hell lots day. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;AHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, when are you coming back? Know I'm going to be really selfish to say this, but, just for ranting, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I WANT YOU BACK, IN SINGAPORE, RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW, RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, CALLING ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay, bottom line is, how I wish I could fly there and just see you D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were okay. Assembly was like, I don't know, quite crappy. Haha, sorrry! Choir's really tiring, first time I perspire so much while singing. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;AND AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, training was really, super, uber, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;TIRING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Feels like my whole body's going to collapse anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;amp; I HAD THIS TERRIBLE NIGHTMARE LAST NIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Ariel has so much homework to complete this weekend, thanks to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; CHINESE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. She suddenly want to collect all the homework. So, I have 2 zuo wen, 2 paper 2s to finish within 2 days.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; WOAH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all the '2s'. Plus plus, there's maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps, time for homework. (Don't feel like doing though) Okay, remember to take care of yourself. Missing you every single second! Loves.&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/37540412-5586757489261959115?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5586757489261959115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5586757489261959115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5586757489261959115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5586757489261959115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-2-what-its-only-day-2.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-6375575882851747099</id><published>2010-03-04T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T23:01:28.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only the first day and yet I'm missing you like crazy! Wasn't a really good feeling when you messaged me, telling me that it's time to switch off your phone cus the plane's taking off soon. Can't help it but to pour out tears. I don't know, didn't mean to, but, just have got this feeling that you're going to leave me to a far far away place that is a 4 hour plane ride from Singapore. Don't really like this you're-so-far-away-from-me feeling.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; AHHHH, FEEL LIKE CRYING NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a torturous day without you. Walking home alone after school, so not used to it right now. All I have is my iPod to accompany me. Plus, going for tuition myself today. Nevermind, at least it's not like silent in my ears. (: Don't worry, I'll get through this period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Backstreet Boys are like haunting me today, when Daddy's fetching me to school, the DJs on the radio are talking about them, when I was listening to my iPod, even if it's in the shuffle mode, the Backstreet Boys' songs kept playing over and over again. You know, they make me think of you.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really really late for tuition today, cus of heats. And and, the taxi uncle! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;OMG,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was so angry with him. He was driving at 70km/h on ECP. Goodness, imagine the speed he was driving at at those non-expressway roads. As I could recall, he was driving at 40-60 km/h. Almost vomited in his taxi though, I was feeling soooooo nauseous. Luckily I alighted just before all the vomiting starts. That's why I didn't have any appetite for dinner at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy got his new car today! And I made him send me to school tmr, with allowing to drive his new car as an excuse and he was like&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; 'WOAH, THANK YOU THANK YOU, FOR GIVING ME THIS OPPORTUNITY."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; LOL, sacarstic.  But, nevermind, he still has to send me to school tmr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; So, we just came back from Swensens for ice cream. Felt so much better after my chocolate. As in, I don't know, any chocolatey stuff would make me feel more positive. Weird right. Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, lessons were pretty much okay today. I was basically day-dreaming(not sleeping!) for the whole of chinese lesson.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; Haiyoooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, imagine listening to her talk about newspaper for 1  and a half hours! Everyone was falling asleep and huiying, was already asleep. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, glad that DAY 1 is ending soon. Day 2's gonna be a fast one, I hope, cus I'll be busy and packed with programmes and training!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight, SWEET DREAMS, have a nice nice sleep. Loves and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I MISS YOU!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-6375575882851747099?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6375575882851747099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=6375575882851747099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/6375575882851747099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/6375575882851747099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-1-its-only-first-day-and-yet-im.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-9021738708048375958</id><published>2010-03-01T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:41:32.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st day of March and yet another Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised I don't have any what?-I-have-school-today blues. Yup yup, cus I get to see my number 1. Hahahaha. But, this Monday's a little different cus we're just another day nearer to the 4th. Okay, no&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; MOANING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Thinking of it, boyfriend would be back now, 2 weeks later. I can survive it. (: Well, Si Hui's obliged to do something anyway. Haha. And and, updates everyday when you're away, promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;BACKSTREET BOYS' CONCERT YESTERDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally rocked socks and that 2 hours just flew past like really quickly. People were really high and were screaming throughout the whole concert. Hmm, that's how it was supposed to be right? But anyway, felt really really happy yesterday night with Clivey. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.42pm. Feeling a little sleepy and tired. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;*YAWNS* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WAITING FOR YOU!&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/37540412-9021738708048375958?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9021738708048375958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=9021738708048375958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/9021738708048375958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/9021738708048375958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/1st-day-of-march-and-yet-another-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-2435753745246375654</id><published>2010-02-25T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T23:51:36.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten over the fact that my boyfriend's going to be away from me for 12 days, physically. Hmm, nvm, I'll get over those 12 days, by keeping myself busy. Haha. Hope time passes faster by doing so. Well, being unhappy or upset about it doesn't do anything, might as well live with it. Plus, not like my boyfriend's going to be away and be there for good. So yeah, Ariel's okay already! (: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What positive thinking.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was really hard to get over those disappointment. But, that low period's over luh, so, yeah, it's over.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWW, choir tmr, what reluctant feeling. Great, 2 and a half hours of chinese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-2435753745246375654?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2435753745246375654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=2435753745246375654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/2435753745246375654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/2435753745246375654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-3518164118654793665</id><published>2010-02-23T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:43:05.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOO...........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-3518164118654793665?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3518164118654793665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=3518164118654793665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3518164118654793665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3518164118654793665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/ohhhhhhh-noooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-481160439612506929</id><published>2010-02-21T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:26:04.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Boyfriend, to you, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw that on facebook, I seem to be getting all the information from facebook. Well, anyway, don't feel disappointed about the results of the competition alright? Believe that you have done your best and it's not that you didn't win anything, right? Although that Au isn't your's this round, there's always another time. But, hey, Ariel's like super proud of you already. It surely wasn't an easy task to make it through all those rounds. Plus plus, it aint a bad result either. You're one of the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TOPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Many people would desire to be in your place, but they aren't. Cus, ermmmmm, they're not one of the TOPS? Okay, I don't know the reason behind that, just know that they aint as good. So, YEAPS, don't feel too disappointed yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about you going overseas. Know that you're still feeling bad about it. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;NAH, NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, don't be. Not like you're going there for an uber long period of time, like, 1 month? Mm hmm, don't let this matter bother you too much. Just remember to be at your best in the competition there, enjoy yourself, and take super good care of yourself. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-481160439612506929?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/481160439612506929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=481160439612506929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/481160439612506929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/481160439612506929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/boyfriend-to-you-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-3359562152485352876</id><published>2010-02-20T17:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T17:55:33.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S3-ppz8asMI/AAAAAAAAAzA/eZ7eQd33eXM/s1600-h/Photo024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S3-ppz8asMI/AAAAAAAAAzA/eZ7eQd33eXM/s320/Photo024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440253410670194882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AWWWWWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, teeth hurts teeth hurts teeth hurts teeth hurts teeth hurts teeth hurts teeth hurts teeth hurts teeth hurts teeth hurts teeth hurts teeth hurts teeth hurts teeth hurts teeth hurts teeth hurts......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there goes my scumptous dinner tonight. Can't eat even though I'm really really hungry, cus it really really hurts alot alot! D: Swear that this time is the most painful. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;GAWD,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feel like just peeling everything off. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the happier note, feel SOOOOOOO happy that boyfriend is doing fantastic in his competition today and now. Hope that Au is going to be your's . &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;OMG,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can't help it but to keep smiling. Hahaha. Bet everyone at home thinks I'm crazy now, cus I was like jumping around at home just now.&lt;.br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Daddy brought us to see how his new car would be like. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;EHHHHH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nice nice nice. Like it a lot. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(I'm so hungry!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, hey, boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw that on facebook. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;NOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, definitely not a bad boyfriend. You haven't done anything wrong, at all. Don't blame yourself for everything okay? It's not your fault. Although it's rather disappointing sometimes, upon knowing that you have to go overseas, but, it's out of your control, right? Know what, I don't want you to feel bad about this all the time. Remember that Ariel always wants the best for you and doesn't want you to be held back from anything because you think that Ariel needs more time together with you. No no no, please don't think this way alright? It's not like you're not coming back anymore or something. There will always be time. So, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;PLEASEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; don't let go of any chances because of Ariel, this would make me feel so guilty. Anyway, just have to know that you're &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;NOT NOT NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a bad boyfriend. No one else would be able to replace you. Ariel doesn't feel any better knowing or seeing you unhappy. So, again, don't ever deprive yourself from any chances okay? Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-3359562152485352876?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3359562152485352876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=3359562152485352876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3359562152485352876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3359562152485352876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/awwwwww-teeth-hurts-teeth-hurts-teeth.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S3-ppz8asMI/AAAAAAAAAzA/eZ7eQd33eXM/s72-c/Photo024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-1420954558308252832</id><published>2010-02-17T17:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T18:35:49.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh well, everything didn't turn out as bad as I thought it might be. Although it was bad, but not as bad. Everything cooled down after a while, something to be relieved about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Percy Jackson round 2,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; (I spelt it correctly this time) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with family and boyfriend. Woah, it was so much "scarier" than on Saturday. Maybe we were much closer and all the monsters seemed so much more bigger and more scary. Cus the facial features and slimy skin was so much more obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, the four-day long weekend is over and I had this don't-want-to-go-to-school feeling this morning. And and, it didn't feel much like a Wednesday today, more like a Monday. Probably because there wasn't school and Monday and Tuesday seemed like Saturday and Sunday. Nvm, tmr's Thursday and I can wake up late. But but.................&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;we have to reach school at different times...... D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something good, I don't have to listen to all the craps on Thursdays. It's getting kind of irritating btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much decided to study harder since my results are seriously dropping quite a lot and Grandma have been nagging at me for not studying hard enough. This shall be my Plan A for now. Hahaha, feels like I'm crapping about random stuffs. But but, it's hard to guess what she's thinking about sometimes. I don't know if she have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;OFFICIALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; found out about Clive or what, she just keeps talking about it, saying how it shouldn't affect my studies and everything, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;EVERY SINGLE MORNING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. That's why it's getting annoying and irritating. Nvm, it won't go on for too long anw, believe she would get tired of repeating herself everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised I'm the only one who hasn't counted my ang pao money yet. Okok, my turn! Then it's time to carry out Plan A.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s Photos on Facebook!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-1420954558308252832?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1420954558308252832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=1420954558308252832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/1420954558308252832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/1420954558308252832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-well-everything-didnt-turn-out-as.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-7115675823435614879</id><published>2010-02-13T17:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T17:34:01.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet everyone's gonna be busy busy during CNY yeah, with all the visiting and stuff. Well, hope everything's going to be enjoyable and of course, I get to wear my new clothes. Haha. Yes, tonight's renuion dinner. Swear I'm going to get fat after CNY. Hmm, think I'm already getting fat. Cus I've been eating a lot recently and haven't been exercising. OMG, that means I'm going to get the New Year BLUES, going to exercise hardcore after CNY. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ at Maoshin's yesterday was fun. Lots and lots of pictures. Basically, we were just spamming Amanda's camera with photos, guess she's going to have a bad and hard time trying to upload everything up onto facebook. But, the point is, everyone was having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, boyfriend went away for a while. Nevermind, feel super proud of you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Piercy Jackson rocks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught it just now at Marina Square with boyfriend. Mm Hmm, Mm Hmm, like it a lot. Nice nice movie. worth using your piece of red-coloured paper in exchange of watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Shrek 4's coming out. Going to watch it, since I've watched all 3 parts. Like the animation anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Time to eat, again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-7115675823435614879?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7115675823435614879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=7115675823435614879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7115675823435614879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7115675823435614879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year-eve-bet.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-8993254563602994744</id><published>2010-02-08T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:27:50.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HEYYYYYYYYY, I'm waiting for youuuuuuu........ It's 10.30!!!!!!&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/37540412-8993254563602994744?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8993254563602994744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=8993254563602994744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8993254563602994744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8993254563602994744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/heyyyyyyyyy-im-waiting-for-youuuuuuu.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-2646579134568760668</id><published>2010-02-06T11:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T11:47:25.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, yeah, Ariel thinks it's time to blog. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 2 weeks! Woah, really really feel so happy, so lucky, so unbelievable, so special, so everything-good to have be able to have you. GAWD, feels like Ariel's dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anywayS, several unpleasant stuff have been happening. But, getting used to the fact that people DO actually change, I can't do anything but to adapt to the new everyone. Not trying to say that everyone's getting bad or whatever, but just feels different. I don't know. The point is, glad that everyone has matured by now and we don't really have any quarrels over matters like this. If it was last time, think most of us would be like "I'm not going to friend you anymore." Right? Lol, I feel that I'm not making any point here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room's like packed with homework for the weekends and revision for the upcoming tests. Trying hard not to let myself feel over-stressed, or else, I'd go bonkers. Especially worried for Chemistry. I'm not trying to imply that Mr Sufyan can't teach well, but, I really don't understand what he's trying to say -.-" And when there's a question, he beats around the bush and in the end, he didn't get to the point and answer the question. Hmm, whatever, shall depend on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, that matter, even though it's like something 1 week and 3 days ago, I still want to talk about it. Hahaha. Didn't really elaborate much on it in the last last post. So, Mummy and Daddy have come to accept the fact that their daughter has a boyfriend. Hahaha. It was, seriously, a scary moment for me. I hesitated for, say, half an hour, sitting there, umcomfortably, then finally opened my mouth. LOL. Had this long talk with Daddy after that. Y' know, the normal stuff all parents would say. HA, anyway, felt so relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, time to prepare to go out! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-2646579134568760668?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2646579134568760668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=2646579134568760668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/2646579134568760668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/2646579134568760668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-yeah-ariel-thinks-its-time-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-4338416211175552993</id><published>2010-01-31T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T23:31:02.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;CURRENTLY SO HAPPY AND ELATED AND i dont know...  JUST SO HAPPY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was such a nice one. Know why know why? Cus I went out with my favourite someone and I have a MacBook! Yeap yeap, this is my first post, blogging with my new com. And, I'm so happy!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels quite funny actually. Because it's something totally new and something I didn't use in my life before. Hmm..actually I did. There was some course in Sec 1 to teach us how to use iMac, which I thought was useless cus I won't ever use it. But but, I am now! The thing is, I don't remember a single thing about the course. Just that, I remember us having fun with the webcam. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nvm, this post is here to basically show off my MacBook. Haha, no luh. It's just that I need somewhere to express my feelings. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-4338416211175552993?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4338416211175552993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=4338416211175552993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4338416211175552993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4338416211175552993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/currently-so-happy-and-elated-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-8947380035293373497</id><published>2010-01-28T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:22:08.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blogging Blogging Blogging!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to blog today and now cus......it's time to blog! Yeap, after such a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad stuff, happy stuff. Many tears in school these few days. Hmm, I hope this doesn't change anything about us. It's really saddening to see everyone like that. Happy stuff, everyone should know and of course, after what happened last night, it's like, a load off my mind. Means that we dont have to be secretive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics spa today. It was really scary before it started, my heart's like pumping at its max speed. But after it, I was like PHEW. Not saying that it was easy or something, but we actually finished another spa. Next one's Chemistry, 27 FEB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting really sleepy. Shall blog some other time. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-8947380035293373497?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8947380035293373497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=8947380035293373497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8947380035293373497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8947380035293373497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/blogging-blogging-blogging-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-8767952477387531419</id><published>2010-01-23T15:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T16:00:37.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today's flag day and I was seriously dreading to go. Cus it's so early in the morning of such a perfect &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;. But, it's okay, I had lots of fun anyway. (: Walking around the streets of Orchard and Bugis, asking around for donations, made me feel so happy whenever I manage to convince someone to donate. So, you know, having a bright smile on your face really really helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orchard road was tiring!!!! It has like never ending streets. It was hot, stuffy, my legs were tired and everything!!! Bugis was so much nicer. Don't really have to walk around, but people would donate. (: Not trying to say that people at Orchard ain't nice, but, they're like all 'rushing'. Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;F &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, see, see, that fencing champion, is my friend!! Haha. Omg, Clive, made all of us feel so happy for you and so proud of you luh. Next time, walking down the streets, see Clive's picture, I can say, "Hey, he's my friend!" Hahahaha.. Anw, congrats congrats!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not done with my testimonial yet!! Gawd, I have to finish it by tomorrow! Nvm, Ariel, you can do it. (: Homework's also piling up. Oh yes, speaking of my name, my tuition teacher doesn't know how to pronounce my name!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAIYOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; can you believe it? Is my name that hard to pronounce??? He was like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;"A, A, A, A..."&lt;/span&gt; So I was like,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; "It's ARIEL."&lt;/span&gt; Then he laughed. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, from Mr Tan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Define Happiness"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Happiness is like wetting your pants, everyone else around you can see it, but only you can feel it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Define Sadness"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Sadness is like farting, you think everyone doesn't know it, but actually, everyone around you knows it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Define Anger"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Anger is like Santa Claus, everyone around you gets it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What about Jealousy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Jealousy is not good and bad, cus it has lousy inside it.(Jea&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lousy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-" Is he my form teacher? Yes, he is, he rocks. Hahaha. Never fails to make the starting of school fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, off to spend my time with homework!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-8767952477387531419?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8767952477387531419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=8767952477387531419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8767952477387531419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8767952477387531419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/happyyyyyyyyyy.html' title='HAPPYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-7831151879174663514</id><published>2010-01-17T12:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T12:40:37.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, basically, I'm quite obssessed about stomp.com.sg after Coral became famous about this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427559523764980738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S1KQoWNMzAI/AAAAAAAAAyw/n_hkhr52N-U/s320/school_canteen_so_small_that_students_have_to_kneel_down_to_eat-thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm, quite wuliao. But thinking about it, is our canteen that small? It isn't right? Maybe that's he's preferred way of eating: kneeling down. Or maybe he eats like that at home? Who knows? Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As a result, I decided to browse through all the pages of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and came across this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427560322647911922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S1KRW2Ru7fI/AAAAAAAAAy4/7ShLdORAD60/s320/unshapely_model_becomes_centre_of_attention_for_reasons-thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is titled "Unshapely model becomes centre of attention". In short, this 'unshapely model' joined the tattoo contest&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;(check out her sexy tattoos on her back man).&lt;/span&gt; Kay, my point is, although this is a tattoo contest, but, knowing that she would have to dress so 'cooling-ly', at least try to slim down or something luh. Not saying that she have to have abs or some perfect body, at the very least, don't show your flabby tummy, meaning don't even attempt joining this contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, no matter how &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEAUTIFUL&lt;/span&gt; your tattoo is, seeing your body shape, from 100% will drop to 20%. Hahahahaha.. I feel like I'm being evil or something. But as a matter of fact, this is true!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finally finished my homework!! I'm like having this sense of satisfactory now. Hehehe.. Kay, training's later!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aww, dreading weekends....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-7831151879174663514?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7831151879174663514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=7831151879174663514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7831151879174663514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7831151879174663514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-basically-im-quite-obssessed-about.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S1KQoWNMzAI/AAAAAAAAAyw/n_hkhr52N-U/s72-c/school_canteen_so_small_that_students_have_to_kneel_down_to_eat-thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5336442886378928042</id><published>2010-01-16T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T14:15:38.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's finally the weekends. Maybe finally aint the right word, cus this week passed by really fast. Have been pretty much caught up by lots of homework and everything. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Homework's a killer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent the past 3 hours studying and doing homework. (Can you believe that?) But, I haven't finished my homework yet! It's like, I've only completed History, Social Studies and Maths. Still left with English and Chinese, the 2 compos. Shall leave them for tomorrow, I've just killed too many brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir yesterday was a blast. Blast, as in, me and Si Hui spent some time arguing with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MR FABIAN LIM&lt;/span&gt; about the matter of the juniors wanting to join LBC and if they get chosen, they'll become redshirts eventually. The point is, he doesn't allow. Hello, it's Leadership By Choice. Goodness, he's like stopping them from earning more CCA points and he claims that CCA is the top priority after academics. Kudos to Nicole, she found the page in the student handbook and in black and white, it was written Prefects and Redshirts are of the same rank, then coming down, the CCA leaders. Urgh, I seriously don't know what the hell he's thinking. So, this is why Choir aint popular at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, Fridays are so not going to be the best day of the week anymore, cus there's an extra hour of Chinese! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG.&lt;/span&gt; But zhangyan was nice yesterday, released us like within 5-10 mins. Woah, suddenly like her so much. Actually she isn't as bad as I thought she was going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random, I have this sudden motivation to do well for the big Os. Hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-5336442886378928042?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5336442886378928042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5336442886378928042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5336442886378928042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5336442886378928042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-finally-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5075615607141388060</id><published>2010-01-14T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T22:40:50.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I really do enjoy blogging at night cus no one's here to disturb me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework piling up, tests coming one after another. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;STRESSED UP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'O' level results are out. Guess I've mentioned this during the previous post. But I just got to know that the average point for the pure science classes is 16. It's like, what? Can't even get to a good poly course?! Pure science people are supposed to get in JC, or at least a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; GOOD&lt;/span&gt; poly course. It seriously demoralised me&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; A LOT&lt;/span&gt;. And made me study like really really hard and listen really really carefully in class these few days. So you see, I don't really talk during lesson time right now. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Pats on my shoulder*&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my very first physics tuition today. The class was pretty much dead, lifeless, not fun. Hahaha.. But time passes quite fast, cus the teacher was pretty much humourous and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, Friday tmr!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-5075615607141388060?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5075615607141388060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5075615607141388060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5075615607141388060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5075615607141388060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-i-really-do-enjoy-blogging-at-night.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5147585163472328665</id><published>2010-01-12T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:08:16.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Surprise, Surprise.&lt;/span&gt; Apparently, I'm still feeling so awake and not sleepy, well, not as sleepy as yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's not as boring as last year. Maybe it's the O level year and I'm trying to study really hard. Hahahahaha. Yeah, I know, it sounds....so....not....Ariel. But, accept the fact, I am okay. Or, maybe lesson time have been cut down. But But, sometimes I feel that the lesson time of 45 mins is a bit too short. It's like, if you have some lesson out of classroom, then, come back, 10 mins gone, left with 35 mins. Hmm, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm pretty stressed up now, looking at how my seniors have done in their O levels last year. The best result, 9 points? Gawd, that's quite bad luh. Get at least an 8 or 7 or something better? Not saying that 9 points is bad luh, it's quite good actually, just that, it's currently &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE BEST RESULT OF CORAL.&lt;/span&gt; At least, 1 or 2 person get 6 distinctions or something? And as far as I know, distinction rate for all sciences is way below national average. Well, that explains the Principal's unhappiness. Nvm, hope all of us can do better this year.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; STUDY HARD PEEPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had this interesting experience on the Mrt yesterday, with Si Hui and Clive. It's like, I really really, seriously seriously cannot stop laughing luh. I think I was laughing for a good 10 mins, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NON-STOP.&lt;/span&gt; There's this 50 plus year old woman standing opposite me(there was no seat apparently), and she had thick make up. Plus, I can see that she had so much powder on her face that her oily face made it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLING BLING&lt;/span&gt;(imagine that). Red lipstick, smudged-by-her-face-oil-blusher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I'm not trying to be evil here or something, just that, it's really like that luh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, she was holding this huge soft toy, pink in colour. And she was dressed in spaghetti strips, hot short short, high heels. I don't know why, but she&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; DID&lt;/span&gt; leave such a deep impression on me. Haha.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; THUS&lt;/span&gt;, I just burst out laughing. Kay, whatever, treat it like I'm crazy or something. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, school again tomorrow. I'm like looking forward to school everyday. Hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-5147585163472328665?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5147585163472328665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5147585163472328665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5147585163472328665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5147585163472328665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/surprise-surprise.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5338205053453862218</id><published>2010-01-08T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T19:04:54.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;OH NO! I haven't been blogging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st week of the 1st school term has passed. Although it's just the first week of school, for my whole entire day, I'm doing school stuff. Homework, that means. Okay, that explains why I haven't been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have no life, at all. Everyday, wake up, go school, go home, bathe, do homework, dinner, do homework, sleep. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOODNESS! Kay, STOP WHINING ARIEL TAN, THIS IS SEC 4 LIFE.&lt;/span&gt; Well, up till now, I'm still responding to 3/9, have not really got used to the FOUR in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY CLASSROOM IS SO SMALL!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Got so used to the BIG 3/9 classroom, then now? Back to the normal one. Feel so cramped. SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;COMPLAIN&lt;/span&gt; post. Haha, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad that everyone likes my cookies! Happy Happy Happy! :D Won't bake it all the time. Cus later people get sick of it than like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EEYER, COOKIE AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt; Haha, so, once in a while luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so determined now lorh. Determined to study well and get good results for 'O' levels. I going to get my place in VJC. Not so easy as it sounds, I know that. Miracles do happen, y' know? Yeah, basically, I'm just studying every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Pats on my shoulder*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking height and weight today so demoralised me luh. I'm god damn sure that there's something wrong with that machine. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, dinner time! I'm hungry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-5338205053453862218?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5338205053453862218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5338205053453862218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5338205053453862218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5338205053453862218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-no-i-havent-been-blogging-1st-week.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-8823341795763732449</id><published>2010-01-03T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:21:26.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S0CmMGQNjrI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Gos6TWKJ-1c/s1600-h/Photo035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422516678121328306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S0CmMGQNjrI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Gos6TWKJ-1c/s320/Photo035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY DARLINGS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of holidays, whoo! Time for the 'O' level stress and time to focus seriously on studies. Kinda looking forward to school :/ Excited to see all my friends again, missing them so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished packing my bag but I haven't finished my homework yet. Tsk Tsk Tsk. And And, what the freakin' hell is CLD? LOL. Plus, Wednesday and Thursday, what's STARS/read?? GAWD, wonder who came up with this 45 min lesson thingy. I don't think it's gonna work. Looking at the timetable makes my giddy, so messy luh! Some more, both odd and even week, has different timing -.-" &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis today was great. Was really really scorching hot at first, but, weather became better and much cooler. Realised many people hasn't finished their homework yet o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, sleep early people! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LUVS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-8823341795763732449?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8823341795763732449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=8823341795763732449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8823341795763732449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8823341795763732449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-darlings-last-day-of-holidays-whoo.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/S0CmMGQNjrI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Gos6TWKJ-1c/s72-c/Photo035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-8910995111068897017</id><published>2010-01-01T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:14:42.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Sz4G--iH79I/AAAAAAAAAyY/hRvW7Kjn93E/s1600-h/31+dec+09-+airport+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421778680408436690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Sz4G--iH79I/AAAAAAAAAyY/hRvW7Kjn93E/s320/31+dec+09-+airport+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421778768377892066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Sz4HEGPrTOI/AAAAAAAAAyg/819Dye9DtlQ/s320/31+dec+09-+airport+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR MY BELOVED PEOPLE!!! :D IT'S 2010!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I should give a new year note.. Haha. (because...I think I should?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To all my dearest clique: Esther Yap, Wuan Ling, Dawn, Eudora, Hui Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to know all of you, my girlfriends. I remember, we knew each other since we were Sec 1 and also, through Sec 1 Orientation Camp. You were my first group of friends in Secondary School. Although we may only be in the same class in Sec 1, for Esther, Eudora and Dawn, but until now, we were still as close as we used to be. Talking about all our problems and even the boyfriend thing, we will always find out about it if one of us has a boy. I couldn't say that we went through thick and thin together, cus, we don't quarrel, right? As far as I can remember, we didn't have any unhappiness between us, at all. Isn't this fantastic? Now that it's Year 2010 and all of us are Sec 4s this year, the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;SENIOR YEAR.&lt;/span&gt; We may go on separate ways after this, but, I'm pretty much sure that the bond between us can never be broken. Oh yes, remember Hui Ying's booth. We were talking about it 3 years ago. And now? It's time!! Hahaha... So, just to tell you all that I love you all, girlfriends, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;BEST FRIENDS FOREVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;To: Si Hui, Tana, Clive, Jeremy, Roy, Dewey, Yeuk Hang, Yong Hao, Jarvis, Florance etc etc etc. All the great friends that I always hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; nice getting to know all of you. Hanging out, having lunch, chalets, parties, watching movies, or even &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WEDDINGS&lt;/span&gt; are always fun with all of your company. All the laughters and jokes are so unforgetable. Although there's a lot of suaning or even screaming, but, that's how it's supposed to be right? And that's how things get fun. 'O' levels this year, I hope all of you get your desired results and get to a great college or something. Remember that even until the end of 2010, it's not the end of our friendship! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;To: All my other friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not mentioning names. You know, all of us has many friends unless you're serioulsy anti or something. Well, I guess all of you are not. So, the beginning of a new year, a beginning of a new start. Hope all of you had a great start by doing some countdown or something else, whether with friends, family, yourself, or even when you're sleeping. (Sleeping is good, I do that sometimes. Haha) Hmm, my friends are not just of my age. Thus, I can only say, all the best in whatever you do! May the future years get better and better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;To: Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, I know you all &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;WILL NOT&lt;/span&gt; see this. But then, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL!!&lt;/span&gt; if you dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I spent a long time thinking of what to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did countdown at Dad's office, cus we can see the fireworks at Marina Bay from there. Counting down with all the ang mohs is fun! Cus you know, they just scream whenever they like and get really really high and hyper. 8 mins of fireworks. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Sushi buffet before that. I was like seriously, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLOATED LUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the countdown thing. I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUPER DRUNK&lt;/span&gt;. My face blushed like don't know what and my eyes are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SOOOOOOOO RED&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; GAWD&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But But, nice sleep after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to make up for what I ate, I went jogging in the morning yesterday before eating and went gym-ing today afternoon. Gosh, didn't gym for quite some time. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUSCLES! DON'T ACHE!! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-8910995111068897017?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8910995111068897017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=8910995111068897017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8910995111068897017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8910995111068897017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-my-beloved-people-d-its.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Sz4G--iH79I/AAAAAAAAAyY/hRvW7Kjn93E/s72-c/31+dec+09-+airport+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-3462658642650595563</id><published>2009-12-30T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T17:00:42.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my clothes from &lt;a href="http://loveclose-t.blogspot.com/"&gt;lovecloset&lt;/a&gt;. And it's nice! I like it, lots and lots. 2nd pre-order's up! Support people! Nice stuffs up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar in 3D wasn't much of a difference from the normal one I watched with cousin last Friday, during Christmas :/ The more obvious ones are from the advertisements of other upcoming movies, which are so much more realistic, where you can see the people are like really coming towards your direction. For example, Alice in The Wonderland. Nice 3D effects. But, nevertheless, Avatar's a nice movie, worth spending 7 or 8 bucks watching it in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AWWWW, I WANNA GO COUNTDOWN, AINT IT COOL???!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like inviting friends up to my house than we can spend the very first moments of year 2010 together. But than, I doubt anyone would come luh, since it's so last minute. Haha.. Hmm, looks like I have to do it with mummy and daddy this year again! Nvm, 2011 it shall be. Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay.. Sakae Sushi with my darlings tomorrow!! Gosh, I don't wanna grow fat!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-3462658642650595563?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3462658642650595563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=3462658642650595563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3462658642650595563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3462658642650595563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-4459430599808261390</id><published>2009-12-29T12:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T13:17:20.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY HEY!! :D I'm blogging. Sorry for keeping you guys in suspense, cus I see the hits going up day by day. But But, no one tagged. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SAD RIGHT!!!!! HAIYO!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Anw, I didn't know that my life's such interesting. Either that, or people have nothing better to do, so they have no choice but to browse through everybody's blogs. Well, at least I do that. Quite bo liao actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I'm blogging right before I go out to meet Esther and Cheryl to get my clothes. YAY!! Super excited luh. So, realising that I have too many clothes in my wardrobe and there aint any hangers to spare at home alrdy, I cleared my wardrobe just now. Guess what, I don't have much clothes left alrdy. Hahaha.. I plan change everything anyway. Plus, not many fit me anymore cus I was really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUPER SIZE&lt;/span&gt; during primary school. Don't really wanna go back to that anymore. HEE!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went jogging in the morning. Great, it was so sunny and I'm like more tanned than before. WOW. Hope I don't look like some super blackie or something. And And, the tan lines are like super obvious luh. Not visible with school uniform though. Speaking of the school uniform, I kinda miss wearing it. Haha.. Yeah, I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ARIEL the WEIRDO&lt;/span&gt;. LOL. Wonder if I still can fit in it :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad says he gonna get me a MacBook!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY!!&lt;/span&gt; This means that I don't have to share this stupid, laggy laptop with my bro and sis anymore (ever since the desktop crashed)!!! Looking forward to it. Don't even try to bluff me and don't buy it for me, dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OH YES, MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's like days after christmas, but, there're 25 days of christmas! Remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" On the first day of Christmas, my true love said to me........."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice, I'm random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SO, my christmas. Spent it with my beloved cousin!! Watched Avatar. Nice Nice movie. Worth sitting there for around 3 hours. Then, we lost our way luh! We didn't know how to get back to Marina Square after getting out of that freaking cinema. Wth, make us walk one big round, then in the end, we don't know where we are. -.-" So, since we've lost our way, we saw this Fish Reflexology thingy. You know, with the fishes eating your dead skin off your feet. It was really really scary and ticklish at first. But after a while, it feels really nice and comfortable. It's like something vibrating at your feet at different places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to dad, I'm going to watch Avatar today again, the 3D one. Cus we didn't watch the 3D one last Friday. So yeah, he insisted that I have to watch it with him again since I've promised him long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, check out my randomness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420521566551844290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SzmPpUeqpcI/AAAAAAAAAyI/wU5cd-IkiCs/s320/tongue+piercing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 138px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420521885048636738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SzmP72-OBUI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/vREX5x_Uwj4/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Tongue and Naval Piercing, I like!! :D But than, daddy doesn't allow tongue. Hmm, I think I'm seriously crazy about it or something, but, I cried cus he doesn't allow D:  About the Naval, I haven't asked yet. Give me 2 more weeks, I'm halfway through my abs. What's the use of Naval piercing if you don't have nice abs? Right? So yeah, 2 weeks is enough (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-4459430599808261390?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4459430599808261390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=4459430599808261390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4459430599808261390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4459430599808261390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-hey-d-im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SzmPpUeqpcI/AAAAAAAAAyI/wU5cd-IkiCs/s72-c/tongue+piercing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5587564851317491549</id><published>2009-12-24T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T12:17:04.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay, I'm blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to have tennis just now at 11. But than, the freaking rain didn't stop and it was raining since morning luh! So, we're playing later, at 1. Haha. Yes, the rain is finally getting lighter after so long :D &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALVIN IS HAPPY!!!!&lt;/span&gt; I'm having 3 trainings this week. Plus tomorrow, even though it's Christmas :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuzzies are finally back from China for good! Gonna see them tomorrow. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AWWW&lt;/span&gt;, the 2 lil' ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get Christmas prezzies for everyone! Be excited kay, cus Ariel the Alvin's presents are gonna be the best! o.O &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GAWD&lt;/span&gt;, I'm like freaking high now luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting in like 2 weeks time and I haven't finish doing my homework yet! Especially the History essay. It's freaking me out man, I'm like writing 1 paragraph everyday. Haha. Cus you know, it's really really wordy and my hands get tireddddddddd....... Needa train muscles for my hands so I can write faster for the exams. LOL, random-ness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, gtg!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-5587564851317491549?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5587564851317491549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5587564851317491549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5587564851317491549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5587564851317491549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/yay-im-blogging-was-supposed-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-6370753395521279895</id><published>2009-12-21T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T18:43:56.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think today's the best day ever with Esther accompanying me. Thanks Esther, for listening to all my problems, loves!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But But, today's also the most embarrassing day ever luh! How come? Cus I thought my dental appointment was today, but than, it's supposed to be tomorrow. So I went into the dental clinic and the nurse checked my file, and told me "Today meh? No luh, it's tomorrow. Hahaha.." I was like fucking embarrassed and I blushed like hell luh. And I walked out of the dental clinic with this awkward smile. Lucky there wasn't any shuai ge there. Hehehehe!!!!!! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than I came home, had my breakfast, than bused to Pasir Ris to meet up with Esther, to change the size of the shorts I bought last week, too big for me. And the recipt was with her. I was late, again, as per normal. So there wasn't any of my size anymore, of the colour I wanted, than I got another one. Disappointed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther accompanied me home and I bathed and we went to Queensway. Needa restring me racket cus it snapped yesterday. I wasn't being violent or what okay, just my power. HEE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ESTHER, ESTHER, ESTHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-6370753395521279895?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6370753395521279895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=6370753395521279895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/6370753395521279895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/6370753395521279895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-think-todays-best-day-ever-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5342273791335538521</id><published>2009-12-19T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:26:46.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syzwml73JDI/AAAAAAAAAyA/J7JPII2GLlw/s1600-h/Combined+picture..png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416968997628748850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syzwml73JDI/AAAAAAAAAyA/J7JPII2GLlw/s320/Combined+picture..png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay, I'm done with this picture cus my laptop finally has Microsoft Office after the stupid desktop crashed -.-" Cool right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with Mum today to shop for New Year clothes. Got a dress for like $70++ and I super love it luh :D But feel quite guilty though, cus I didn't know about the price o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Xiaxue's Guide to Life just now. The acting thingy was funny!(&lt;a href="http://www.clicknetwork.tv/watch.aspx?c=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;v=263"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;) The actor who was supposed to act with her in the psycho part was abit weird luh. Saying 'FUCK' so NOT naturally. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I'm getting tired!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-5342273791335538521?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5342273791335538521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5342273791335538521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5342273791335538521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5342273791335538521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/kay-im-done-with-this-picture-cus-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syzwml73JDI/AAAAAAAAAyA/J7JPII2GLlw/s72-c/Combined+picture..png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-8623729308083327215</id><published>2009-12-18T21:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T22:24:53.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SyuIJ3_9z4I/AAAAAAAAAxY/bOp-PJKqxLk/s1600-h/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416572680075595650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SyuIJ3_9z4I/AAAAAAAAAxY/bOp-PJKqxLk/s320/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I've decided not to upload the 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 cus I think I look seriously funny and weird. So I uploaded this instead. I thought it's really, erm, cool? Cus I'm trying do exactly like the poster at the back, thought I don't look anything like it, at all. The reason is, I can't just close my right eye like I can do so to my left. So I was forcing it and stressing out Dad to hurry up cus it's gonna open soon. Kay, it sounds really weird, right? Haha..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416581162670205458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SyuP3oIHqhI/AAAAAAAAAx4/SLdm8W7wvh0/s320/Kevin%27s+Birthday+17.12.09+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416580941863671826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SyuPqxjvWBI/AAAAAAAAAxw/1nvS1mx2GFY/s320/Kevin%27s+Birthday+17.12.09+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416580400381177730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SyuPLQYQL4I/AAAAAAAAAxg/MJA_5OJUhHI/s320/Kevin%27s+Birthday+17.12.09+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416580697339338642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SyuPciomH5I/AAAAAAAAAxo/lK7bsnY98oU/s320/Kevin%27s+Birthday+17.12.09+004.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;( Looks more like my birthday can. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was bro's birthday yesterday and we bought this &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DURIAN CAKE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I was seriously disgusted by how it was named: "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;DURIAN MOUSSE&lt;/span&gt;". Nothing luh, with the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;DURIAN &lt;/span&gt;word inside. But than, it's nice you know. Really really nice. And And, we bought relightable candles. Y' know, those that relights itself when you try to blow them out. So, he was trying to blow them out for 10mins. Wow, I think the cake is full of his saliva. But nevermind, we still ate it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad received this 1kg log cake from his customer and it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;LONGGGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know how long I'm going to take to finish it. Cus it's meant for me and most importantly, it's nice also!!!!!! Oh gosh, I'm gonna grow fat. Prima Deli one leh. Hahahaha. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;DARK CHOCOLATEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Planet 51 yesterday. Nice cartoon with funny parts. Lol. Feel like a kid cus the cinema........mostly kids. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm spending too much money. I spent at least $100 already, this week, buying clothes and everything. And everyone's having blogshops! So as a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NICE&lt;/span&gt; friend, I have to support them right? Lol. Bye money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I'm kinda pissed off by someone now. If you don't want me to care, than I can really not care and just not reply your messages and ignore your phone calls. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;URGH.&lt;/span&gt; Don't mind this, I'm just moaning. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to buy books with Esther today. But when we were having lunch at Subway, we realised that the school bookshop aint open today! Oh, how blur can I get. So we ended up buying them from Popular at White Sands. Thanks Esther, waiting for me while I shop for my stuff. But, have to trouble you again, cus the shorts are too big for me. =p Oh, talking about White Sands, I saw this pushcart at KL that is called White Sand. Cool, felt so homely when I saw it. Lol, I'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna start studying!!!&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/37540412-8623729308083327215?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8623729308083327215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=8623729308083327215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8623729308083327215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8623729308083327215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/kay-ive-decided-not-to-upload-5-4-3-2-1.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SyuIJ3_9z4I/AAAAAAAAAxY/bOp-PJKqxLk/s72-c/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-363968063840825210</id><published>2009-12-17T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T11:56:52.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging just before I shower and go out. I'm like going out every single day this week luh! Pictures up when I come back tonight kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TUMMY UPSET!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; I'm like detoxing yesterday and today, shitting right after I eat something. Stupid. And And, it's my Bro's birthday today! HAPPY 14TH! Finally turned 14 just before the year ends. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad bought a iPhone. Surprisingly, he didn't take such a long time to figure out how to use it. Thanks to me :D I was there, helping him, connect this connect that. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK, till tonight!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-363968063840825210?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/363968063840825210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=363968063840825210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/363968063840825210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/363968063840825210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/blogging-just-before-i-shower-and-go.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-814046031906347102</id><published>2009-12-16T21:58:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T22:30:55.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syjqy2xweJI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/qJZho3BzTLI/s1600-h/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415836711331592338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syjqy2xweJI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/qJZho3BzTLI/s320/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SyjqrRdYKbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Srlo4rPwXuw/s1600-h/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415836581054917042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SyjqrRdYKbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Srlo4rPwXuw/s320/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SyjqLx4kqUI/AAAAAAAAAxA/aDZ5DwoddjY/s1600-h/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415833692248572994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SyjoDH0RhEI/AAAAAAAAAvo/-dEHgEjlFak/s320/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syjn4wkllBI/AAAAAAAAAvg/a0jKazV5Frc/s1600-h/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415833514210071570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syjn4wkllBI/AAAAAAAAAvg/a0jKazV5Frc/s320/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Decided to upload some of the other photos since I'm too bored at home. Time check: 10.14pm. Dad, Mum and Grandma are asleep. The 3 of us are watching tv. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These pictures are taken at Genting when Mum and Dad are ordering KFC for us for our lunch. It was so crowded that we had to wait for so long luh. Here's the 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 would be tmr. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PROMISE!&lt;/span&gt; Cool pictures right! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for lunch @ Say Cheeze at T1 with Dawn, Esther, Wuan ling and Hui Ying. Nice Nice! But it's fatty fatty. Haha. Only can eat that kind of food once every 2 weeks, or I'll grow fat. Lol. Went to Dawn's house after that, than went back to Tampines for shopping. At least I bought stuff okay. Homed at about 5.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had Dinner, than used com. Visited Esthery's new Blogshop. Support kay!! &lt;a href="http://www.loveclose-t.blogspot.com/"&gt;loveclose-t.bs&lt;/a&gt; Nice clothes! Girls' stuff, of course. Bought 2 tops from there, looking forward to it coming to me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/37540412-814046031906347102?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/814046031906347102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=814046031906347102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/814046031906347102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/814046031906347102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/decided-to-upload-some-of-other-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syjqy2xweJI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/qJZho3BzTLI/s72-c/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-9021513482939931642</id><published>2009-12-15T19:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T20:18:06.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys, sorry for leaving you all in suspense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end, I still went to Malaysia. Haha. It was like really really last minute. We booked the hotel like 2 days before we went for the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left home at about 11.30 and reached KL at like 4 plus. Shouldn't take such a long time actually, cus we took the wrong way, like thanks to the "nice" signboards luh, super confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at Cititel Hotel, next to Midvalley Mega Mall. It's really a Mega Mall can. So much bigger than Vivo City. Went to meet Uncle Jack and Auntie Margie there. Cus Auntie Margie is from KL and Uncle Jack just came back from Australia from his Ironman. 3.8km of swimming, 180km of cycling and 42km of running. Cool right, don't know how he finish can. 13hours and 40mins. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415431869846868962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syd6l-uNU-I/AAAAAAAAAvY/e7FbdtwYiWw/s320/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415428006235385874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syd3FFpcsBI/AAAAAAAAAug/S_Kg2Cad23Y/s320/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415428186684696626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syd3Pl36qDI/AAAAAAAAAuo/IyAUkd_cmrU/s320/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we waited for them at Macs there while they did their shopping. And And, their McSpicy isn't called McSpicy, it's called Mega Spicy Chicken or something like that. Cool right. Plus, their still having their Prosperity Meal while we're having the Avatar thingy. Haha. I feel so bo liao to notice all these stuff. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Genting the next day. It's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;COLDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;. Not really luh, 15 degrees or so. But it's cold enough to make me freeze. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415429578515343586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syd4gm2M6OI/AAAAAAAAAuw/g5Z_DvM7XEI/s320/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+005.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415429950170706066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syd42PXvsJI/AAAAAAAAAu4/0C2fqvggzKo/s320/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+010.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415430296293771938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syd5KYx6iqI/AAAAAAAAAvA/Gx0UZLum1MU/s320/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+012.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415430680252306242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syd5gvIw00I/AAAAAAAAAvI/FF86sfalxN8/s320/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+008.jpg" /&gt;Oh yes, and this picture, we took this picture cus of this :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415431076455676402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syd53zHAefI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/QjfhFv82ZJI/s320/Kevin+and+Ariel.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the exact same spot. Haha. 11 years before and 11 years later. See the contrast? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415431869846868962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syd6l-uNU-I/AAAAAAAAAvY/e7FbdtwYiWw/s320/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kay, this shall be the last picture since it would take ages for me to upload everything and also, blogger is taking uber long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find this picture really cool cus this is like the last random picture the three of us took at Genting, IN THE CARPARK. Mum was like, "Let's take a picture here." Than the 3 of us just randomly pose. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random topic. Seriously think that those Uncles who deliver goods to Genting or Highlands need &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt; of patience. Imagine drving up the slopes at 40-60km/h for around 150km or more. Wth, I can never do that lorh. My dad's like driving at thrice its speed. Does it motivate you to study harder and get better jobs? Haha, at least it does, to me. Cus I can never have such patience to drive at walking speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, watched The Storm Warriors 2 at Midvalley. Terrible show, no storyline at all. No comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training on Sunday was nice. Catching up with people I haven't seen for qute some time. Samantha, she's studying at Austraia, Physiotherapy. Cool, not for me though. Hee. =p She just have to study college for a year and going on to University next year. Imagine going to University at the age of 18. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Started to revise my Sec 3 stuff. Can't believe I'm doing that too. I had a really really huge barrier to overcome kay. Y' know, I'm not the studying kind. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-9021513482939931642?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9021513482939931642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=9021513482939931642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/9021513482939931642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/9021513482939931642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-guys-sorry-for-leaving-you-all-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Syd6l-uNU-I/AAAAAAAAAvY/e7FbdtwYiWw/s72-c/KL+trip+10.12.09+-+12.12.09+064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-2632849357017658970</id><published>2009-12-08T11:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T11:41:45.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Sx3K6RjN1oI/AAAAAAAAAuY/1ezgfoeAcD4/s1600-h/Marathon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412705429661537922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Sx3K6RjN1oI/AAAAAAAAAuY/1ezgfoeAcD4/s320/Marathon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Sx3K2fAH33I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/UtvElTIboHg/s1600-h/Marathon.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Sx3Ks7EBX8I/AAAAAAAAAuI/d8OW_oAr1ow/s1600-h/Marathon.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Yeah, I know I'm the coolest 15-year-old on Earth (:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are still feeling really sore from the marathon. AND WHAT? I went roller-blading with Si Hui and Darence yesterday @ ECP! Aww, can't believe I actually did that man. But then again, my legs felt better after that. Yeah, that's why, MUST exercise a day or 2 after you made your muscles ache, really helps. Cus your body releases some acid that build up the muscles that were fats before. *spent a long time thinking about how to phrase that. Haha..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess my Malaysia trip is cancelled D: Cus dad's really busy. Hmm, can't help but feel a lil' disappointed. Trips are always cancelled. Tsk tsk tsk, nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I'm getting really really lazy. I haven't even started with any of my homework yet -.-" Urgh, have to start catching up with all my studies or I'll have a hard time next year. Wow, sounds easy saying huh.&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/37540412-2632849357017658970?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2632849357017658970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=2632849357017658970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/2632849357017658970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/2632849357017658970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/yeah-i-know-im-coolest-15-year-old-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Sx3K6RjN1oI/AAAAAAAAAuY/1ezgfoeAcD4/s72-c/Marathon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-3279248021350901546</id><published>2009-12-06T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:31:03.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY!!!!!! I completed my marathon!!!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't easy can, had quite a tough last 12km. But whatever it is, I got my finisher tee c: Not as nice as the past years ones, but I'm still proud of it. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-3279248021350901546?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3279248021350901546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=3279248021350901546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3279248021350901546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3279248021350901546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/yay-i-completed-my-marathon-it-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-3584336728076139338</id><published>2009-12-05T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T17:29:04.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG . OMG . OMG !!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have less than 12 hours before the marathon starts!!!!! GAWD, I'm starting to feel nervous y' know. And today's the carbo loading day. Loaded my stomach with loads and loads of carbs. I swear, never eat this way if you're not gonna burn them off. You'll get freaking fat. Aww, I'm so full. But than, I didn't eat as much as dad and mum did. And what? I'm having dinner soon and I just finished my bowl of cereal. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too bored just now and so, I went blog hopping. You know, those idiots who think they're so good but they're just a bunch of losers. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I'm gonna have tuition, for English and Physics, after much consideration for about 2 months. Hahaha.. Cus, I guess it's time for me to put in more, much more effort into my studies now and get my straight As during Os. Please lorh, it isn't so easy to get straight As can, Ariel Tan. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, it's time for me to eat again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-3584336728076139338?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3584336728076139338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=3584336728076139338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3584336728076139338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3584336728076139338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-6739367870012470917</id><published>2009-12-04T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T19:03:07.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey peeps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's such a rainy day. Have been raining since morning, till now, which is..........(checking the time) 6.40pm. Well, at least for my side. It's getting really really cold here. Say, 24 degrees, averagely, cold enough for me okay. I'm like getting flu already, 2 days before my marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying of marathon. Went to Orchard today. (Again. Pretty much of a Orchard fan recently, cus I'm too bored at home and I don't know anywhere else to go) And guess what, all the advertisements, race marks, distant marks etc are all put up. I saw the 33km mark. ( Please lorh, dont't even know whether I can even reach there.) o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metabolism rate's getting high right now. Get hungry really, and I eat a lot now. I eat ice-cream like almost every night. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;. The point is, I'm not gaining weight. Wow, I like that. LOL. *trying to encourage myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad asked me to dream more yesterday. Random right, he told he that while he was sending me home from running. I was like ??. Than he said, "dream of what christmas present you want". &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELLO, THIS IS THE FIRST TIME HE IS GOING TO BUY A CHRISTMAS PRESENT FOR ME CAN. FIRST. NEVER BEFORE IN MY 15 YEARS OF LIFE&lt;/span&gt;. Quite surprised actually. Not much of a difference luh, I have lots of it throughout the year. Just that it has a name, and specially given on the 25th of december. Makes sense right? Yeah, I know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across this stupid news. There's this girl in Taiwan, who plays HappyVille(or HappyVale, whatever) on facebook, being afraid that her crops would be stolen, she had insomnia for 2 months. Please lorh, it's just a facebook game can, my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda pity Tiger Woods. Just because of a stupid car crash, his affairs with&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; SEVERAL&lt;/span&gt; other women got digged out. Too bad, who ask him to have affairs with other females. So, huo gai. Lol, just a random topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, time for dinner! I'm hungry =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-6739367870012470917?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6739367870012470917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=6739367870012470917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/6739367870012470917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/6739367870012470917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-peeps-todays-such-rainy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-1965369530794608415</id><published>2009-12-03T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:50:39.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Escaped from home yesterday. Hahaha, yeah, I'm EVIL. Watched A Christmas Carol with sis at Plaza Sing. Not bad not bad. At least it entertained me for 2 hours.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I'm dying of boredom at home. I needa go out!!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I'm going to do medicure tomorrow. My day out. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-1965369530794608415?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1965369530794608415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=1965369530794608415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/1965369530794608415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/1965369530794608415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/escaped-from-home-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-2552082841743019042</id><published>2009-12-02T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T13:04:30.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;, I'm going out later. Can't stay at home any longer, I'll seriously go mad, with all the pressure and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to next Thursday, cus grandma's going Bangkok :D Sorry, I may sound bad, saying this to my very own grandma, but, I can't help it but to feel relieved that all of us would be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; under her nose for 4 days. Yes, that's the bad news, only for&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; 4 F-O-U-R&lt;/span&gt; days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why she'd become like that, getting crazier and crazier everyday. Thinking about things that she shouldn't be thinking about. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WEIRD&lt;/span&gt;. I think I shall trick her to some psycologist some day. Maybe she's traumatised by some stuff last time. (??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jokes aside. As according to dad, she's been like that ever since he was born. So yeah, that's her character. Just that the season has ceased off for 14 years and has come back this year. Also the main reason as to why grandpa ran off with some other woman, until now. Plus, as to information, she would chase grandpa with the chopper around the kampong. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;, drama queen. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YES, I HOLD THIS PARTICULAR HATRED FOR HER NOW, FOR INTERRUPTING MY FAMILY LIFE AND BREAKING UP MY FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;. Wonder if she have ever thought that she's been such a failure being a mother and grandma. The point is, she never thinks, for once, that she's in the wrong and should ever apologise. Just because she's the eldest in the family. Hello, even though you're the elderly here, you should also admit to your mistakes. Basic manners, for heaven's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really wanna just live by myself, alone, outside. And just visit my family maybe, say, few times a week for dinner? This may not sound like a good idea to many, but, in my case, this would be a very very nice way out. But than, too bad, I'm only 15. Just hope that the ceasing season would last for another 10 or so years when all of us would already be grown-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's going over to next door for the night for the next 3 days. Cus Uncle's not gonna be in town and he'll be back for 3 days and not in town for another &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I-DONT-KNOW-HOW-LONG&lt;/span&gt;. Yay-ness, my ears are clean for the next 3 days. Don't have to listen to grandma bad-mouth about dad and mum for the next 3 days. You know, it really aint a nice feeling to hear someone bad-mouth about your parents &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVERYDAY&lt;/span&gt; at your face. What's more, she's bad-mouthing about her own son luh. Doesn't she feel bad? It's her own son -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice stuff now. I'm gonna celebrate Eudora's birthday for her! See, I'm so nice right? Haha. But But, some of the girls can't make it on that day Eud. I'll see how kay? Loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And And, I'm going KL for shopping and genting! Don't worry dad, I don't mind if we delay another week. Haha. Already very glad that all of us can go out together. Plus, I need the days to celebrate Eud's birthday! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, going out soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-2552082841743019042?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2552082841743019042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=2552082841743019042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/2552082841743019042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/2552082841743019042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/yay-im-going-out-later.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-3897004218092134824</id><published>2009-12-01T13:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T13:14:24.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK HER FOR EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I'm so glad that dad says we may be shifting out of this fucking house fucking soon. I really fucking cannot stand her fucking nonsense any fucking more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-3897004218092134824?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3897004218092134824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=3897004218092134824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3897004218092134824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3897004218092134824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/fuck-her-for-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-4281138653837667948</id><published>2009-11-30T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:06:38.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SxNSuTVppXI/AAAAAAAAAuA/_esU81yFWU8/s1600/Mr+R.T%27s+wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409758532820641138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SxNSuTVppXI/AAAAAAAAAuA/_esU81yFWU8/s200/Mr+R.T%27s+wedding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Tan's wedding on Saturday was great, have a fruitful marriage! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days more to the marathon! AWWW, trainings on Saturday and Sunday really really made my body ache, a lot. And now my thigh is feeling so sore. Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fever yesterday. What a bad time to fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the last day of November, which means that I have to start doing my homework tomorrow, like I promised. Seriously, I'm not really sure of what homework I actually have. Haha. Plus, having to suddenly turn to the homework mode, it aint easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Grandma's at it again, throwing sacarstic remarks at dad and mum and complaining about unreasonable stuff. Sometimes I really really hope that she doesn't even live with us or don't even exist. I don't mean it but sometimes, she's really a pain in the ass and interfering our family life. Cus she really thinks that all of us aint treating her well enough when every single one of us is already giving in to her, not even uttering a word when she's trying to pick up a quarrel, stuffing words into our mouths when we didn't say it at all. Fuck it, why is everyone's grandma such a loving, understandable and wise elderly while mine is just a not-so-nice-to-go-along-with person? Seriously, when she's at it, I really hope she can just pass away like right now. No offence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-4281138653837667948?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4281138653837667948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=4281138653837667948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4281138653837667948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4281138653837667948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/mr-tans-wedding-on-saturday-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SxNSuTVppXI/AAAAAAAAAuA/_esU81yFWU8/s72-c/Mr+R.T%27s+wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5783845178433229835</id><published>2009-11-26T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T15:33:29.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeap Yeap, I'm blogging again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess many people are coming back from their holidays, or getting ready to go off right? Haha. Eudora and Esther's back in Singapore. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WELCOME BACK!&lt;/span&gt; And, of course, dad's back from his 5 day golf trip to China with his 15 other kakees. Whoo, must be fun, going overseas with your friends, to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was nice, going out with Sister. Bought my dress, really love it, and Mum spoilt the ribbon that is supposed to be tied to the waistline D: Not her fault luh, actually. Cus the material of the ribbon thing aint really good. So, yeah, I gonna get a belt. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this really matching shoe at ALDO. But, there isn't my size!! Urgh, really freaked me out man. Nevermind, I've decided to go get it at some other ALDO outlet tomorrow! Aww, I sound like some shopping freako. Well, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to get started with my homework. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GAWD,&lt;/span&gt; I haven't started with any of it yet. 'O's next year aint stressing me out, not quite yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Mum says that I can go do medicure! Yes!!!!!!! But than, I think I'll spoil it within a day, given my activities. So, still under consideration. And And, poor Sis, daddy and mummy doesn't allow extensions. Hahahahaha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I think I'm getting fat. Grandma's cooking all those high calorie and high fats stuff recently. Gosh, needa increase my metabolism rate. Else, I wouldn't be able to fit in my uniform next yeat. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MARATHON'S NEXT WEEK!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Getting really nervous and starting to feel that I'm not getting enough training. From now till marathon would be long distance and short distance, alternate, as according to dad. And later's long distance. *cheering myself on*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-5783845178433229835?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5783845178433229835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5783845178433229835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5783845178433229835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5783845178433229835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/yeap-yeap-im-blogging-again-guess-many.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-1465495129374454638</id><published>2009-11-22T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T11:45:47.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SwizwelT66I/AAAAAAAAAt4/BXwOozniBLg/s1600/Airport1.php.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406768998082931618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SwizwelT66I/AAAAAAAAAt4/BXwOozniBLg/s200/Airport1.php.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AWWW, I'm getting sick and tired of school holidays, although this was something I was looking forward to during school time. Cus there's totally nothing to do and I'm rotting at home, doing nothing, everyday. Or else, I'll be sitting in front of the TV or computer for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, cousin's yesterday. Yeah, it was fun at her big new house. *SO JEALOUS* Haha.. Nvm, mine's still alright. (: Dad went overseas yesterday. AWWW, GONNA MISS HIM REAL BAD D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, Tana went back to Thailand on Wednesday. I know you're gonna miss me!! Hahahahaha.. Anw, hope you had a great time with us, sending you off. You must be so touched. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, Mr Tan's wedding's next week and I haven't decided what to wear yet. Feels so weird to attend a teacher's wedding luh. But than again, it's gonna be cool to see everyone dressed to nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training's later, hope it doesn't rain!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-1465495129374454638?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1465495129374454638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=1465495129374454638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/1465495129374454638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/1465495129374454638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/awww-im-getting-sick-and-tired-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SwizwelT66I/AAAAAAAAAt4/BXwOozniBLg/s72-c/Airport1.php.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-8695307149209740765</id><published>2009-11-18T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T11:54:15.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AWWWWWWW MAN, I'M SO BORED @ HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go to school today. But than, yesterday wasn't really pleasant in school with the open house. It was like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;DROP DEAD&lt;/span&gt; boring. Tana and me were roaming around the school, with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt; to do &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;AT ALL&lt;/span&gt;. So, I decided not to go today, since there was a over-powering of people. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training on Sunday was bad. Couldn't play at all -.-" Mum and Dad were arguing in the car whether the MRT goes 'BOM'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dad: See, it's so convenient nowadays, just have to take MRT and BOM, you can go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: No, the MRT doesn't go BOM, it's di di di di di, DOORS CLOSING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Ya, it doesn't, but than the MRT gate does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: No, it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: There, that one, the one you tap your ez-link card. The gate close so loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, whatever. HAHA.. Doesn't really make sense to me. Don't know why the both of them are arguing over such things. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Monday was Primary School Camp. No offence, but, I was kinda bored too. Haha. Nothing seems to quite entertain me. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Airport later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-8695307149209740765?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8695307149209740765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=8695307149209740765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8695307149209740765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8695307149209740765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/awwwwwww-man-im-so-bored-home.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-4166662368072153839</id><published>2009-11-15T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T11:14:33.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(1/5'07) 's CHALET WAS AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ and everything else were really really fun. Kudos to Hui Ying, Esther and Eudora for your efforts for organising it (: It was really really nice to see many people attending it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, the chalet was like some gambling den. Dai di and poker. LOL. Thank you Xin Liang for letting me win $$ with my 40 cents in my pocket. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was quite monotonous actually. Went to school for some 'meeting' for Primary school camp and it lasted not more than 5 mins -.-" Travelled down to dad's office to help uncle Declan with his some church stuff: sending some sofas to the poor. Wow, what good deed. But it's like really ridiculous luh. They are young an strong, why depend on charity to give them free stuff so they don't have to work? One word, they are purely LAZY. Plus, one of the families can even afford to have a pet dog -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went jogging yesterday morning, than went to Tampines 1 for lunch with Mum and sis. Nice and full (: Mum and sis went to buy some ingredient for dinner and I went to century square to buy some stuff. Don't really like to go to super markets anw. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to dad's office after that. Waited for dad and bro to come cus they were playing golf. Had steamboat for dinner. I was seriously bloated luh. Watched Your, Mine &amp;amp; Ours. Efforts to me, I bought it. Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, I had tummy upset after that. Goodness, swear I wouldn't want it in my life ever again man. Such terrible feeling. Not because of the steamboat, but because of the energy bar I ate before I went jogging. It was stated "Best Before 1/11/09". Than? I still ate it. STUPID. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;REMEMBER TO NOT EAT FOOD THAT HAS EXPIRED, UNLESS YOU HAVE CONSTIPATION&lt;/span&gt;. It's quite a good way to detox. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap yeap, training's later. COUNTING DOWN!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-4166662368072153839?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4166662368072153839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=4166662368072153839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4166662368072153839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/4166662368072153839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/1507-s-chalet-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-3766218147086588393</id><published>2009-11-11T09:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T10:15:41.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SvodMh_rDZI/AAAAAAAAAtg/T4OR5IC8hp8/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402662804105399698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SvodMh_rDZI/AAAAAAAAAtg/T4OR5IC8hp8/s200/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEAP YEAP, I have GREEN nails, like Rihanna!!! Haha.. I'm basically changing my nails' colour every single day. But, it was blank yesterday. Cus I got tired of the previous one, which I added some bling bling onto my PINK one. Lol, I feel like I have nothing better to do. Yeah, so I cleaned it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402663172043175042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Svodh8q39II/AAAAAAAAAto/bW3trEoAhiU/s200/clive1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY CLIVE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I said that to him like umpteem times yesterday already. Went to his house yesterday &amp;amp; it's like some gambling den. Mahjong, dai di, poker -.-" But than, it was fun luh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402663777533332450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SvoeFMS-i-I/AAAAAAAAAtw/kFeJM-25OtU/s200/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my kungfu panda movie of course. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/5's chalet's later!! Yay, I'm like soooooooooo looking forward to it. This week's a super packed-with-programmes week. Goodness, I'm so busy, with fun awaiting me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I'll be home late =p&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/37540412-3766218147086588393?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3766218147086588393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=3766218147086588393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3766218147086588393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3766218147086588393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/yeap-yeap-i-have-green-nails-like.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SvodMh_rDZI/AAAAAAAAAtg/T4OR5IC8hp8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-3890718897702346570</id><published>2009-11-09T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:56:04.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holidays - Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holidays are pretty much packed with programmes and yeah, I DONT HAVE TO STAY AT HOME ALL THE TIME and face the wallpapers. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my nails done up (: Not gonna care about school tmr. I'm going to school with my painted nails. Who cares? It was supposed to be &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ELECTRIC BLUE&lt;/span&gt; but I guess the colour's abit off, so I wiped it off the next day and it's &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401946856222122818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SveSC4SoY0I/AAAAAAAAAtI/ucV6NBCkhqE/s200/nails.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo, I'm being such a ladey nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primary school camp and open house's next week. Super duper looking forward to it and Coral's gonna be filled up with Primary school kid's sharp screams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401947422988445378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SveSj3qQJsI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/xDlXqm0V0WM/s200/77ed201b6fc07d76.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock climbing's on the 26th. Cool (:&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/37540412-3890718897702346570?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3890718897702346570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=3890718897702346570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3890718897702346570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3890718897702346570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/holidays-day-1-my-holidays-are-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SveSC4SoY0I/AAAAAAAAAtI/ucV6NBCkhqE/s72-c/nails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-3831350766597598477</id><published>2009-11-03T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:54:52.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah it's blogging time (:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know why I didn't blog? Cus my tagboard's like dead. Haha. But than, I shall blog for self-entertainment. (:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWW, H-cube is back teaching me again, relieving Ms Shariffa. Shit man, stupid. But, say congrats to me cus I successfully finished the quota of her lessons and boom, no more!! Haha. She was like shouting at us today the moment she stepped in and started to ask everyone to shut up -.-" F,I got scolded by her for nothing. Just because Shuying sits in front of me and she couldn't see me when she's taking attendance. F, I think I should grow taller. -.-"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm left with 3 days of step up!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-3831350766597598477?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3831350766597598477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=3831350766597598477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3831350766597598477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/3831350766597598477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/yeah-its-blogging-time-know-why-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-7968912725132995409</id><published>2009-10-24T14:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T14:20:56.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SuKchAowKfI/AAAAAAAAAs4/I3uvewrgsmc/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396047394463820274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SuKchAowKfI/AAAAAAAAAs4/I3uvewrgsmc/s200/15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY TANA!!!! (: YOU'RE 15!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, my results suck, hardcore. Only 62.7% on average. SHIT!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396047521311923506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SuKcoZLsnTI/AAAAAAAAAtA/O6c2A7ngndk/s200/k+box.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went K Box with family last night. YEAH, it was fun :D Finally, it's K-Boxing time after such a long time. Haha.. Everyone went out of tune, but, who cares? Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, I'm so god damn effin' bored at home. Going for Tana's chalet later. It's gonna be fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go shopping at Parkway actually. But, you know, I'm too broke to go anywhere for shopping now. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis with Mr David on Wed. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-7968912725132995409?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7968912725132995409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=7968912725132995409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7968912725132995409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7968912725132995409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-15th-birthday-tana-youre-15-gawd.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/SuKchAowKfI/AAAAAAAAAs4/I3uvewrgsmc/s72-c/15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5493520017286694916</id><published>2009-10-20T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T21:07:13.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/St21-aqrsoI/AAAAAAAAAsw/LK9hbeqVRFE/s1600-h/SDC10738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394668012574585474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/St21-aqrsoI/AAAAAAAAAsw/LK9hbeqVRFE/s200/SDC10738.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay, everything's getting on my nerves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck do you treat me as? What? A fucking bitch that you can easily hook up and just fucking throw aside when you fucking feel like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results. Fuck, I failed my physics and screwed up english. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngee Ann Poly's trip was kinda monotonous. Wasn't really paying attention to what was going on but just laughing at our own jokes. Nice sleep back to school though. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-5493520017286694916?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5493520017286694916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5493520017286694916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5493520017286694916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5493520017286694916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/kay-everythings-getting-on-my-nerves.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/St21-aqrsoI/AAAAAAAAAsw/LK9hbeqVRFE/s72-c/SDC10738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-1326295264866591754</id><published>2009-10-17T15:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T15:40:06.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Stl0uHSIKFI/AAAAAAAAAso/qVEX5xxBdzA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393470364330764370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Stl0uHSIKFI/AAAAAAAAAso/qVEX5xxBdzA/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AWWWWW, it's Saturday, once again. My boring boring Saturday DAYmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bugis today again. Cus mum gave me money to buy the bag I want!! Haha.. Yeah, I asked for it just before she and dad set off to Malaysia today morning. Haha.. Aint I smart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a HOT HOT day..&lt;br /&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/37540412-1326295264866591754?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1326295264866591754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=1326295264866591754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/1326295264866591754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/1326295264866591754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/awwwww-its-saturday-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Stl0uHSIKFI/AAAAAAAAAso/qVEX5xxBdzA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-6529544985259963403</id><published>2009-10-16T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T19:48:47.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Sthdl264dTI/AAAAAAAAAsg/bnub-CKfx90/s1600-h/SDC10716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393163458755196210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Sthdl264dTI/AAAAAAAAAsg/bnub-CKfx90/s200/SDC10716.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I guess it's time to blog, after all those super screwed up papers. Seriously gave up on this EOY after 'A' Maths and Chemistry paper on Wed. It's like really out of my knowledge. Not knowing how to solve the sums and do up equations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't study for Chemistry and Physics Paper 1 today. A bit luh. 15 mins? Was quite determined to use my Paper 1 results to pull up the terrible science marks but you know, the TV is a bad guy. It took away the attention that supposedly belong to my Chemistry and Physics book. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, you're really really starting to disappear from my life and most impotantly, my mind, everything. That's good (: At least I don't carry the burden of worrying whether you still care or bother or not. So yeah, no more HIM anymore. I don't even know whether we're still together. Attached or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially decided that school days are definitely better than those no-school-and-stay-at-home days. These days really suck, hardcore. Only for weekdays, I guess. At the very least, when there's school, there're friends to talk to, to crap to, to scream at, to shout at, to laugh at. But when there isn't school, it's just a stay-at-home-and-rot-and-no-one-cares day. Aww, seriously, don't like them. I was rotting at home yesterday. Don't like that feeling :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out with clique today after all the not so good papers today. Sorry sorry, I was late. D: Did shopping!! Whoo-hoo, feels good shopping and buying lots of stuff. (: BUT BUT, I LIKE THAT BAG!! IT'S $89.90 D: SAD SAD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends ahead and parents are going to Malaysia. LOL, left with grandma and the 3 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAP, it's not marking day. Yeah, it's 'MARKING DAY' for us when everyone else in Singapore is having a holiday cus it's Deepavali on Sat. What scammer -.-" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-6529544985259963403?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6529544985259963403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=6529544985259963403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/6529544985259963403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/6529544985259963403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/yeah-i-guess-its-time-to-blog-after-all.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhYoepBZgZ0/Sthdl264dTI/AAAAAAAAAsg/bnub-CKfx90/s72-c/SDC10716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-6443357869512658182</id><published>2009-10-05T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:33:40.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I'M SERIOUSLY NOT OVER IT YET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I really really screwed up my SS paper cus I really really don't know what I really really am writing. Plus, I didn't even complete it luh. Gosh. Say BYE to 13 marks Ariel. Face it, u lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I'm like not really caring much for this EOY anyway. Even though everone around me is like mugging so hard and so nervous about the next coming paper, I don't really feel anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so lost without you. I don't know the reason for falling for you and it's so hard to let go. Feels really bad to be keeping everything to myself cus you're always not there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-6443357869512658182?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6443357869512658182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=6443357869512658182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/6443357869512658182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/6443357869512658182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-seriously-not-over-it-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-6835518851054839764</id><published>2009-09-30T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:54:48.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YEUK HANG!!!!!!!!!!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much people, for your birthday wishes and presents, really appreciate it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eudora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther Yap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Hui (for your book too, spending your 20 hours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yong Hao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Lin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeuk Hang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuan Ling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayuni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarvis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hui Ying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Jie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glendon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Hao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin Liang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avril&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hei Wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deshawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Gloria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Jim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Leong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRANDMA++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I missed you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Happy Birthday in school. But it wasn't at all Happy Birthday exactly, without you. Goodness, how can you actually forget it? Urgh, all I can say is that I'm EFFIN' DISAPPOINTED &amp;amp; UPSET with you right now. All the tears I was holding back, not to show it out to anyone, that feeling is terrible. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, to Si Hui and Esther, thank you both so much for listening. (: Luvs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-6835518851054839764?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6835518851054839764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=6835518851054839764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/6835518851054839764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/6835518851054839764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-to-me-d-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-171715821323992271</id><published>2009-09-29T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T16:07:43.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>你就像月亮一样，初一十五不一样。有的时候，你就会像十五的月亮一样，亮亮的，脸上总是带着笑容。但，有的时候，你却会像初一的月亮一样，暗暗的，搞得家无宁日。你这样，难道我们很开心吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kay, this applies to both of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHATEVER, I DINT GO FOR F1 OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cus dad doesn't wanna go. He doesn't really like this kind of noisy events. But, he promised me the one in Malaysia. He'd better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO WEILIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you're fifteen yeah. Don't talk so loud in class luh!! Haha, joking joking. Anyway, hope you've enjoyed your day and loves from ARIEL!! Yeap, you know I do (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO WUAN LING!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're fifteen too!! Whoo hoo, I'm not, yet. Haha. But hope you've enjoyed your day too with me. (uh-huh,uh-huh) And also, with the papers. =p Wish that your birthday brings good luck to all of us. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, paper 1's today and I guess I screwed up. Pretty much I guess. With everything turning out the way I hope it wouldn't. SIGHS. He's not bothering anymore. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to superdog for lunch after school. Fun, with everyone joking about everything. (: Also, Ree, cheer up kay (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-171715821323992271?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/171715821323992271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=171715821323992271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/171715821323992271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/171715821323992271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/kay-this-applies-to-both-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-2869000898193696927</id><published>2009-09-18T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:19:06.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah, I'm alright. Just trying to vent off everything. Well, not exactly everything. Haven't been hearing from you. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the happier note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M SO GOING TO THE F1 NIGHT RACE NEXT WEEK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad have got tickets from somewhere, which I don't know where, and the tickets are like damn cool. It comes in a box with 3 tickets in it - 1 for Fri, 1 for Sat, and 1 for Sun. Pictures will come up, soon enough. Haha. Bet you're so effin' jealous of me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;I'M GOING TO OBS!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, this have been my long time crave ever since I'm in redshirts. Finally, it's my turn this year!! ALthough I'm having standard chart on that week, but it's okay you know. I have a Sat to rest. GAWD, I'm so looking forward to it, right sister? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY AUNTIE GLORIA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner @ ASTONS Specialty ystd. Cos it's my aunt's birthday and everyone's celebrating it for her. Yeah, I got a bit high cos I took in some alcohol. Haha, this is to put it in a nice way, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadder note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I TOTALLY SCREWED UP MY 'A' MATHS TEST LUH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I totally forgotten about the test ystd and I didn't study a single thing at all okay. Maths camp, here I come -.-" Felt so stupid and dumb while taking the test, not knowing a single thing at all. Except the graph part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;PHOTO SPAMS TODAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was totally slacky. Pe, chem, eng, assembly. There was no assembly so yeah, we had homeroom and due to the absence of Mr Ronald Tan, there wasn't any teacher in class, at all, for the whole 1 hour. Haha. So, Ree was going around, taking pictures with everyone. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched @ KFC. Thanks to everyone who accompanied me (: See, I'm so nice. K, trained to Dad's office. Had 'chemistry tuition' by Uncle Declan who taught me all the stuff that Mdm Norul didn't teach and yet ask us to do. Thank you SOOOOOOOOOO much!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, long distance tmr!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-2869000898193696927?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2869000898193696927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=2869000898193696927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/2869000898193696927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/2869000898193696927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/yeah-im-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5671152369993594452</id><published>2009-09-16T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:05:18.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't think you're even caring or something. End it or what?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr, you're effin' messing up my life here and I'm like totally lost. Gosh, can't ever imagine that feeling of mine when I open up my phone and I see that you're not even there. 2 whole days, I seriously don't know what you're thinking.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-5671152369993594452?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5671152369993594452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5671152369993594452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5671152369993594452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5671152369993594452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-think-youre-even-caring-or.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-7965577908589114668</id><published>2009-09-13T19:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:25:36.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forgive all the vulgarities from the last post. I was kinda pissed off by him. Inclding now. Urgh!!! He's not even caring!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO EYGL,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M SO LOVIN' LOVIN' LOVIN' LOVIN' LOVIN' YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum bought me a new iPod touch ystd!!! YAY-ness!!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and Mum saw my new piercing. Actually not really luh, they wouldn't notice it if I hadn't show it to them. Lol. Kay, than, they're getting one too -.-" Urgh, than I wouldn't be the special one at home. Tsk. Yeah, I know it's cool (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for tennis today after 1 LONGGGGGGGGGG month. Really really bad 1 month without tennis. Missed all that crapping with all of them and coach's lame jokes. Haha. Bad thing, was pretty out of form and Ronald attempting to suan me -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW, school's reopening tomorrow.... and exams are coming!!! Currently really stressed out cos I guess I'm not managing all my subjects well enough. AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.... Also, I haven't finished my Sept Hols' homeworks. Gosh, I don't really care about that, as long as I do well for my EOYs. Placed a bet with Xin Liang. I'm so going to mug effin' hard and do better than him. See this Xin Liang? For the first time, your name is here not because of something BAD!!! HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;GAWD, I'M MISSING YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;though you're like...............&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/37540412-7965577908589114668?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7965577908589114668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=7965577908589114668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7965577908589114668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7965577908589114668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/forgive-all-vulgarities-from-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-815936897708115105</id><published>2009-09-07T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:35:52.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU'RE FUCKING NEGLECTING ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, I'm like effin' irritated now. GAHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally screwed up my SPA today. F it. I was like seriously not knowing what I'm doing and so, I poured this into that, that into this. Shit. SCREWED UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be going out with friends tmr. Provided he goes. Well, I doubt so. Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-815936897708115105?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/815936897708115105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=815936897708115105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/815936897708115105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/815936897708115105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/youre-fucking-neglecting-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5311163605970859538</id><published>2009-09-04T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T00:26:12.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay, it's Friday. This week seems so long though there're holidays or wdv. Plus, it's the last day of the last week of school of term 3. Which means that EOYs are coming!!! Plus, 'O' level SPA is next monday and I'm freaking out to the core!! Seriously. I haven't got any 10 okay, it's all the careless mistakes.D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir exchange programme's tmr and I guess I'm not going. Not my problem!! Dad and Mum both agreed on me not going. Hee :D But it's seriously redundant luh. Playing games and all the weird stuff. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GROSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back my progress report. Gosh, I failed physics again. Sorry Mr Tan!! =p Promise I'll get better grades during EOYs. But I guess 3/9 did quite okay for this progress report thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, holidays ain't holidays. I have to go to school on all days except for thursday and the weekends. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GAWD, I HATE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS was funny yesterday!! Went to the library to do some 'self-studying'. Which all of us are practically playing. Haha. And somehow, Jarvis got Lokess' Ez-link card which shows his Primary School picture. You know, Lokess' eyes are big. And so, Jarvis was trying to imitate him and was trying to expand his eyes real big. (But it looks more like 'trying not to blink my eye' though. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'M SO MISSING YOU!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Sept Holidays are so filled with homework and E-learning stuff. It's like more than June Holidays luh!!!!!!! Are trying to drive me to the core????????!!!!!!!! I needa go out!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like some crazy woman now. Trying to multi-task. Which obviously ain't working!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;LOVES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-5311163605970859538?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5311163605970859538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5311163605970859538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5311163605970859538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5311163605970859538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/yay-its-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-2852681629604970885</id><published>2009-09-02T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:19:11.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was practically dreading to go to school today after the 4 days of NO-SCHOOL-PERIOD. Plus, everyone at home's sick except for me and bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School periods are loooooooooooooooooooooong. Especially Maths. Urgh, can't believe that ms chung actually spent that much time on such simple stuff. Haha. I'm not exaggerating. It's TWO HOURS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CME. Auditorium. Temasek Poly stuff. Ree and Qian got the tees from the presentor just because they answered to some random questions. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AWWWWWWWW, I'M LOVING MR M.A.C!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-2852681629604970885?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2852681629604970885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=2852681629604970885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/2852681629604970885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/2852681629604970885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-was-practically-dreading-to-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-7438701900108837107</id><published>2009-08-31T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:38:09.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY ADVANCED TEACHERS' DAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school at 6.30 today. Mum drove me. Had to report for cross-country. Kay, lots and lots of confusions during the attendance taking. Cos I dint expect Luqman and Korrine to find SO many lower sec people. Anyway, got some people out and some to go to 'B' div. SO SORRY TO THE PEOPLE WHOM I SAY YOU CANT RUN!! SORRY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came in 3rd place. Gawd, I was super dissapointed. I was just behind Hwee sze and Thurga!! But both of them are really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rope-skipping. I had to do that too cos ther aint enough people in my house. LOL. But many runners came to help too. THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly and stuff was really fun. Especially the 1 hour recess. Which I was really really high. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to rush off to dad's office to shower, cos I have doc's appointment at 2.30. Sorry my girls, can't join all of you for lunch D: I wanted to go too, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foot's recovering. Yay. Haha. And the doctor was this cute old man, who speaks mandarin. LOL. He's a senior specialist can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school tmr!!! :D But exams are coming. So I'll spend my day studying I guess. See, I'm hard-working. Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-7438701900108837107?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7438701900108837107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=7438701900108837107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7438701900108837107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7438701900108837107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-advanced-teachers-day-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-323622304867272503</id><published>2009-08-29T09:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T10:01:00.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really really busy nowadays. Hooked up with homework and trainings from dad. Had a really loooooooooooooooooong day on Thursday. Double maths, double science. Thats why everyone hates thursdays D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was slacky. Except for Chemistry. Had trial SPA and I was like super stressed up. Cos Mdm Norul kept looking at me. And in the end, I got marked down for skill 1. I ACTUALLY PIPETTED THE WRONG WAY!!! Took me sometime to realise that I didn't release air from the round thing. No wonder it took me so long to try to pipette the solution. Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did gymnastics for PE despite my leg. LOL. Feel so stubborn luh. But than I stopped half way cos of the dumbest thing in life. I hit the injured part on the springy thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S i forgot what the springy thing is called. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for choir. Wow, I feel so praised by miss chan. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and Mum came after that. Yeah, cos of ACES day. Dad was unhappy with my timing. D: So yeah, I got 'reprimanded' at the carpark opposite school. Which some saw. WTH. Felt so embarrassed. Kay, so he was saying I was running at a too relaxed pace and should do 20mins for 4km easily. Btw, that was because I ran a 24.03. SHIT. Dad was like seriously angry luh. Urgh. No one talked during the journey home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad went out early this morning. 6 plus. Grandma went out, Mum went out. Left with the 3 of us at home. I have to study!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-323622304867272503?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/323622304867272503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=323622304867272503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/323622304867272503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/323622304867272503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-really-really-busy-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-6320066046370728869</id><published>2009-08-26T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:32:38.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Losing my temper easily nowadays..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, sorry guys, for losing my temper at all of you today. Didn't mean it. So sorry.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday MUM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you loads, though u always nag at us for not washing our waterbottles or dishes ourselves and also not putting our things back to its original place all the time and in the end losing it. But u always find it for us. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross countrys' okay. I wanna get the torch. You know, it'll be such a proud moment where we'll run it with the torch. And only the 1st runner gets to do it. I WANNA DO IT!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dad's preparing me for that. Going for training with him on Friday after CCA to go for the route. Whoo hoo. That's why he's my dad, always so supportive. Be jealous of me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, had a little arguement with him on Sunday morning. As usual, I lost my temper. Urgh, sorry, but I really can't control it. It's been getting worse. Goodness, I'll try to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming and I'm like being really slacky. Lol, I shall start studying..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-6320066046370728869?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6320066046370728869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=6320066046370728869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/6320066046370728869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/6320066046370728869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/losing-my-temper-easily-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-8840691807831102728</id><published>2009-08-21T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:22:39.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY XIN LIANG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although all of us always tease you in class, but you know, you're still with us!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hello Ree, I'm blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My toes have already recovered. Yay!! And I'm running this Sunday and Aces Day. You know, Inno's fate depends on me. Hahaha... *Taps on shoulder* But seriously, glad that there isn't any fracture or anything. Else, I'll become some pig. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 coms at home now. -.-" Just happen to have 3 when everyone's obssessed with facebook......'s games. Haha. Including dad and mum. That's why. So you see, I'm using one and the other 2 is being used for facebook. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Goodness!! Exams are coming!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School holidays are drawing near and that ain't any holiday. LOL. My Sept holidays are filled with lessons and most importantly, Chemistry SPA. Shit, have been having lots and lots of practices but I don't seem to be performing well for any of them. Urgh.. My chemistry's getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what? I feel so proud of myself. Esther Y know's why. Right Esther? Anyway, it wasn't in the case where I did it deliberately you know, just so that it happens that she's talking about you all. Haha.. Feel so smart. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out tomorrow!! It's Gary's birthday!! Happy birthday to you in advance!! Tomorrow shall be another long day for me. LMAO. I've got DAD'S TRAINING in the morning, going to queensway to get my shoes and than off to Vivo to meet the rest. Whoo, sounds busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, kay, have to finish my work before I have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAVE GREAT WEEKENDS AHEAD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-8840691807831102728?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8840691807831102728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=8840691807831102728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8840691807831102728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/8840691807831102728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-belated-birthday-xin-liang.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-7601592743392997587</id><published>2009-08-16T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:16:44.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My leg hurt, hurt, hurts!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was woken up 6 in the morning, though we reached home late and slept late last night. Cos bro has a run today and I have to see the doctor. Urgh. Fetched bro to City Hall to meet his friends and teacher. Went to KK after that. Goodness, I've been visiting KK many times this year -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took X-Ray. Doctor says it's either a fracture or a very bad loosening of joints. Once again, thanks Fadil. Lol. Yeah, Si Hui, we're twins and Yi Wei, no more body builder already. D: The worse thing is, the doctor says if there's a fracture, said from the radiologist, he'll call me back for cast. Wth. Fingers crossed, no cast. For goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to do some class stuff yesterday. Met up with Ree, Hao, Jun Xian, Wei Lin, Hui Ying and Jarvis. Was like super uncomfortable having to speak so softly cos we were doing it in the library. And the librarian kept keeping an eye on us. Haha. That's not honouring. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at LJS. We were crapping about everything and Wei Lin kept leaning on me. Stop before you turn Les, Wei Lin. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to dad's office after that. Dad asked me there. Can't believe I actually went there just to watch soccer. Everyone else was there. Mum was having fun teasing Hui Ying. Looking at all the fuuny reactions Hui Ying gave. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's really really boring luh. Can't go for training or whatever....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-7601592743392997587?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7601592743392997587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=7601592743392997587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7601592743392997587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7601592743392997587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-leg-hurt-hurt-hurts-i-was-woken-up-6.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-5265537183272284309</id><published>2009-08-14T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:03:15.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I left out another line..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BASED ON HER STUPID NONSENSE&lt;/span&gt;. Or isit? Nvm, I forgot. =p Hey Ree!! I know you're reading (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HURT MY TOE TODAY..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwww... It hurts really really badly... PE was gymnastics today. So I was supposed to support the mattress as instructed. Yeah, than I used my legs. In the end, when Fadil did his summersault, he fell directly on my toes!! Kay, thanks to Fadil. Thanks Fadil -.-" It's swollen now!!!!!!! Hope it recovers soon enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a PhD anymore, call me Professor (: You know, acronyms can have lots of different meanings. Heh Heh. And I know one negative one. Haha... It's just some crap that I came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did morning sharing on Wednesday. And my nerves are like bursting out of me. Goodness, I can't believe I can actually did it. Whoo, a tap on my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it's Friday. TGIF. And dad has planned a training schedule for me. Marathon trainings. Urgh.. Well, that's one thing I don't really like. Haha.. You know, he still treats this kind of things in some kind of army style. Like how he trains his cadets last time. So yeah, he wouldn't like it when we fool around or joke during these trainings. Trackmills, Weights, Routes..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, from ree, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;BYE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEY&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/37540412-5265537183272284309?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5265537183272284309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=5265537183272284309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5265537183272284309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/5265537183272284309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-hello-okay-i-left-out-another.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-7798894640738042308</id><published>2009-08-08T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:56:44.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I missed out a line. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TO BUILD A SI HUI EMPIRE&lt;/span&gt;. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy National Day Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, Innovaters won, for the first time. (: Sorry Rahman, didn't know the plan. I was damn embarrased too. Don't worry guys, the vouchers shall be a treat for all of us. I'll top up the excess. Okay? Lol, I seem so da fang suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Hui found her string!! It was in Esther's pocket, right? Haha.. Aiyo, my blur blur Esther.... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's back!! Omg!! Missed him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, nothing's happening lately. hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37540412-7798894640738042308?l=arielboomsyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7798894640738042308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37540412&amp;postID=7798894640738042308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7798894640738042308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37540412/posts/default/7798894640738042308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielboomsyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-i-missed-out-line.html' title=''/><author><name>ariel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540412.post-1206577562841998627</id><published>2009-07-31T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T23:09:47.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We, the cadets under Si Hui,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pledge to always listen to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of how stupid the request maybe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we must always oblige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as to achive happiness, joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and promote all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pledge that Si Hui came up with during Maths lesson. Yeah, it was too boring, I know that. Ms Chung! Please come back! See this Si Hui? Aren't you proud of yourself? Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been blogging. Busy with schoolwork, tests and everything. Stressed up luh. I'm having lots of grey hair!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting have been happening in school except for this pledge thing, which has a long story behind it. -.-" It's kinda retarded luh. But that's the only way to keep ourselves awake during Mr Ang's lesson. Which I don't understand his english at all. This is when ace-learning comes into good use. Like I said. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's going overseas on Sunday. Awwww, so gonna miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, seriously nothing have been happening. Maybe my class already have too many 'crimes'. So yeah, we stopped. 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