<?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-7185793</id><updated>2011-05-16T00:44:01.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>m a n i p u l a t e d- leftlostandalone//</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-111884929107479119</id><published>2005-06-15T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T08:28:11.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant find myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_inexplicit-enigma_archive.html"&gt;i cant find myself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, y'know what? I have an idea! Instead of blogging, read my old posts! Hahah, it saves my time, and a trip down memory lane is always nice (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-111884929107479119?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/111884929107479119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=111884929107479119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/111884929107479119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/111884929107479119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-cant-find-myself.html' title='i cant find myself'/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-111790316234149601</id><published>2005-06-04T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T09:39:22.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>empty inside ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/"&gt;empty inside ;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 30% Left Brained, 70% Right Brained&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/rightorleftbrainedquiz/"&gt;Are You Right or Left Brained?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Best Described By...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/sleepy.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Salvador Dali&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatfamousartareyouquiz/"&gt;What Famous Work of Art Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;" width="350" align=center border="0" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FF99CC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FF9FD2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA6D9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when everything is uncertain, one moment heaven... the next moment hell.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFACDF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB3E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB9EC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFBFF2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFC6F9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCCFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Style is Eros&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/eros.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about the passion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And chances are, you're currently in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a strong physical response to love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are great at committing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(As long as the person makes your toes curl!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourlovestylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=400 bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your EQ is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;center&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;  153  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;br /&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/eqquiz/"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is 86.67% Female, 13.33% Male&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the brain of a girly girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which isn't a bad thing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're emphatetic, caring, and in tune with emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a good friend and give great advice.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/genderbrainquiz/"&gt;What Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-111790316234149601?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/111790316234149601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=111790316234149601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/111790316234149601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/111790316234149601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2005/06/empty-inside_04.html' title='empty inside ;'/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-111790038721796641</id><published>2005-06-04T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T08:53:07.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>empty inside ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/"&gt;empty inside ;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally ! After aeons , I am able to use my computer at last ! Ahh ! I shall try to blog regularly, but it's unlike I will, hahah, because it's my brother's com and my layout is highly annoying . I shall write again when I don't feel so sleepy and lazy . Bye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-111790038721796641?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/111790038721796641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=111790038721796641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/111790038721796641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/111790038721796641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2005/06/empty-inside.html' title='empty inside ;'/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-111246937116024269</id><published>2005-04-02T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T11:16:11.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;excuse me, but we &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WON ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yesterday the 3rd preliminary rounds took place against Greenridge Secondary School and st Margaret's Secondary School walked off victorious! And , Beccah nabbed the best speaker award ! I'm so proud of you dear (:  We were especially nervous because we knew the outcome of that debate would see if we were to advance to the quarter finals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Luckily, the adjudicators this time round were pretty nice. They didn't torture us by implying that the proposition was stronger in their commentary speech at least ! Hahas. I'm totally on cloud nine ! After the debate, which ended at around 8pm + , we hung around because we wanted to hear who had gotten into the quarter finals. We had to wait on hour for the last group of debates, and another hour for them to tabulate the results. We knew we'd get in, we just didn't want the announcement to echo in silence (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Those two hours were HILARIOUS. It was gorgeous fun rambling on and on with Charity, Frances, Elizabeth, Beccah, Dorcas, Elena and Clara! We started singing at the top of our voices in the Yusof Ishak canteen... Causing half the world to stare at us (: Oh yes, and before that I had a conversation with the english teachers - Mrs Raj, Mdm Su, Ms Shen and Mr koh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Laura: Excuse me, but can you postpone the english exam? It's a very bad day to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;          have an exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ms Shen: Why ask me? The english HOD is right in front of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Laura: Mrs Raj, it's very important you change the day of the english exam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mrs Raj: You can't ask me, you must ask mrs Tan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Laura: eeeh . (in a look of exasperation and defeat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ms Shen: Why do you want to change it anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Laura: It's a a very important day. It's my birthday!!!!!! And if you don't change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;          it I'm going to write something really melodramatic about how tragic it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;          to be sitting for an exam when it's your birthday and how it should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;          made illegal ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ms Shen: Laura, the way you write is always melodramatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Laura: No?! Hello, it's not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mdm Su: Hey you know, this girl, just wrote me a 2000 word essay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ms Shen: (stares) Laura, I'm glad I don't teach you anymore. Everytime I mark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;             your essay I have to flip through the dictionary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mr Koh: Hahas she's preparing to write her thesis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mrs Raj: Hey laura, how long did you take to write it? There isn't so much time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;            during the exam you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Laura: About two hours. But I wont write like that all the time !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then I found out from kohster that the essay writing competition only gives about an hour. icks. I quite dislike so little time because I like cognitating and being given enough time to put out a good piece of work. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, Elizabeth and I had such a good time teasing Frances. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA . Our plan was sheer genius, I tell you. And she totally fell for it! It was rather crazy last night. Frances and I were dancing the tango in the hall of Yusof Ishak ! We went up early, and there was no one there lol !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Finally, at about 10.30pm, they finally commenced the announcement of results! They started with C division, our division. The first was Tanjong Katong... And &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;St Margaret's was &lt;strong&gt;SECOND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out of about forty schools! (: I think it's fantastic considering one of our debates was won through a split decision. Woohhooo !!! All of us screamed like there was no tommorrow ! The only people that made more noise was MGS, typically. But that was because they had two teams and supporters! We only had .. Beccah, Elizabeth, Charity, Frances, Cheryl, Clara and I !! (; Here are some people I would like to shout out to :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mr Oh-so-Cool Geek aka Kohster :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Without you and Ms shen, debate wouldn't even exist. Thanks for being such a dedicated, nice teacher, willing to discuss things at length even though its night and your personal time! We appreciate things like that very muchly. And thanks for all the treats and thanks in advance for the ones you still owe the team and me (: You're obviously invaluable to the team so I shall not go on for fear your head gets bloated . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mrs Mary Lee: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh great woman. Thank you for devoting so much time to the team! Seven to eight hours a day are no mean feat . You've taught us so much and drilled into us what it means to debate. I think you work as hard as we do , ploughing through the infinite amount of research ! Thanks for providing lunch as well as the dessert on friday (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Beccah dear:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hello Miss Best Speaker. The title is in itself self-explainatory of just how fantastic you are as a debator ! You have my respect and pride always (: Thanks for being both a friend and debate team mate, and in both roles support me as we race down these challenging paths together. We will go far, we've gone farther than we've ever been before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Frances moron:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You totally rocked okay. You are my hero so keep on doing what you do, keep on improving, keep on shining like the star that you are. And put out your album soon lahh. Thanks for making debate fun !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Clara: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Madam ! Thanks for sourcing all our blazers! Thanks for contributing so much to the team over what, 9-10 debates since last year? You're a seasoned debator already dude !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Cheryl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You! You have to speak the next round and I'm totally sure you are going to stun us with your amazing debating skills! Just work hard and don't be pressurized (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hahs. The Scrabble interschools were today. First we were up against RI and I thrashed my opponent to bits ! +Sadistic smile. I discovered that he was in Nanyang same time as I was! That's why I found him so familiar. We're the same age too. Second game was against Hwa Chong Institution. Beat them soundly as well. HAHAh. What a reversal. Feels good I must say. But I was slightly irked by the fact the Hwa Chong guy played the word "Stablering" when it obviously didnt exist to waste my time? Sheesh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway... byee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-111246937116024269?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/111246937116024269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=111246937116024269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/111246937116024269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/111246937116024269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2005/04/excuse-me-but-we-won-yesterday-3rd.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-111062490079934068</id><published>2005-03-12T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T02:55:00.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/"&gt;empty inside ;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;sick&lt;/strong&gt; of being &lt;strong&gt;sick&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been &lt;strong&gt;six&lt;/strong&gt; days already , and I'm still feverish , have a hacking cough and am &lt;em&gt;deathly&lt;/em&gt; tired . My energy is sapped . On thursday , I almost&lt;em&gt; fainted &lt;/em&gt;with alarm when my temperature reached 39.8 degrees . I was just thinking - how great ! 0.2 degrees away from seizures . Then I took a nap and awoke with a temperature of &lt;strong&gt;Forty point three degrees &lt;/strong&gt;, where it maintained for a few hours . However , I did not start spasming (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; I am so tired  I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired I am so tired !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to another doctor on thursday . He made me take a urine test . Urine test !! I'd never taken a urine test before . It's so much easier for guys to collect their urine okay . So I was just standing there , wondering how to go about it . Should I stand up ? Squat ? Sit down ? And luckily I know which hole urine comes out from HA . It was pretty gross .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to take a blood test . My doctor always find it difficult to collect blood from me because I have &lt;em&gt;puny&lt;/em&gt; veins . So this time , he did my right arm . AND GUESS WHAT ?!? He couldn't get anything out of it . Too tiny . So he poked my other arm too !! ouch . And because it's a small vessel , it took a long time for the blood to flow properly . Oh Woe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back my progress report , which was fairly gruesome . I only got one A - humans . oh well . My classmates are sweet ! Thanks Cherie and Nu-G ! They got me this gift from the science centre but mr A didnt pass it to my mum at the Meet The Parents Session . Oh well .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has GOT to be the&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;WORST DAY OF MY LIFE&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;. Last night I had a fever again , so my mum MADE ME &lt;strong&gt;SKIP THE SCRABBLE COMPETITION &lt;/strong&gt;! And scrabble is half my UNIVERSE !! Kohster called the night before to check if I was still sick , and that if I was it might be better not to go . I told him I felt it was a great tragedy because I love scrabble !  He told me he thinks I would probably win something ..  and that I should rest up . What a HORRIBLE TERRIBLE day .  Anyway , &lt;strong&gt;congrats becca dear &lt;/strong&gt;for winning all the rounds and getting fourth place !! Did you get a trophy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-111062490079934068?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/111062490079934068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=111062490079934068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/111062490079934068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/111062490079934068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2005/03/empty-inside-im-sick-of-being-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-111029641002290442</id><published>2005-03-08T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T07:40:10.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>empty inside ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/"&gt;empty inside ;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooph ! Didn't go to school today , might not go tommorrow . Unfortunate enough to have an annoyingly un-eradicatable fever ... Which persists at  about 39.5 degrees . Mother tells me that if I reach forty , I'll start having fits , which , I must say , is a really comforting idea . I'm convinced I have dengue fever , or malaria at least . Only sunday I was just THINKING in my brain that I would end up with dengue . Why ? I noticed clogged up drains outside my god-cousin's house , at his party . And then , I felt a puny , pestilential INSECT sucking up my blood by the gallons ! I could feel the prokaryotae from it's little bloody suckers infusing into my precious blood ! Oh woe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally , my last english essay test (whiched earned me the lowest mark in MY ENTIRE EXISTENCE) I wrote about me having malaria . Tragedy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Sings to the tune of Alicia Keyes , Heartburn&lt;br /&gt;Brain burn !&lt;br /&gt;Burning in my he-e-aadd&lt;br /&gt;Can't take no more !!&lt;br /&gt;-illegible mumbles .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse , I'm almost certain I'm getting bed sores from lying down all day . And even , more tragic - gotta study for the bio test on thurs . Ick .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye then .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-111029641002290442?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/111029641002290442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=111029641002290442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/111029641002290442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/111029641002290442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2005/03/empty-inside.html' title='empty inside ;'/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-110943113319366665</id><published>2005-02-26T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T08:53:45.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Debate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the second preliminary round of the&lt;strong&gt; Julia Gabriels Interschool Debating Championships&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Absolute&lt;/em&gt; roller coaster of sentiments, the kind of ride which flings you out of the familiarity of your seat, into the clouds, and sends you hurtling back to earth at breakneck speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met for debate at 12.15pm - we got to skip assembly (: My 1st oppo speech hadn't even been written .. Neither had my Reply speech. lol . So I worked like crazy for that few hours ! Of course , we also lasped into conversation (teehee) like how a certain &lt;strong&gt;SOMEONE has been chatted up by gays &lt;/strong&gt;... hahas . Since the library was closing , we worked in the staffrooom. Mr Anthony came by , and he asked me what the motion was . After like .. 3 seconds of digesting , he started spewing out important points for the debate, like affirmative action and the slight it has on women etc. I think history/social studies teachers are&lt;em&gt; fantastic &lt;/em&gt;at the debate. Their proficiency at english coupled with an analytical mind makes them choice debators. Then Ms Shen walked by a sat herself opposite me - Clara and Rebecca were somewhere else . Then Mr A. left and rebecca came back up . I was distraught because my ONLY functional pen had disappeared ! So when Kohster came , ms Shen said chidingly " Did you take Laura's pen? She's very traumatized over it you know. " ahahas !! Turns out he DID , because he was using it to fill in the form for the interschool scrabble competition . Then the four of us just sat there talking ... I've always thought it's &lt;em&gt;pretty cool &lt;/em&gt;to discover that underneath teachers lie humans. (: And what a rubbish-esque conversation ! I promise , Kohster and Ms Shen are more wu liao than us okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Shen : I might not come ! There's so much marking to do.&lt;br /&gt;Koh : You are such a PEEG .&lt;br /&gt;Laura : You said she's big ?? ( horrified amusement )&lt;br /&gt;Koh : No I said PEEG . As in PIG . It's a scrabble word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrabble geek . Sheesh. hahas. After that we just started talking about scrabble . We ordered McDonalds, supposedly mr Koh's treat , but we didn't want to take advantage of him so we just chucked all the odd change we pooled together at him . Rushed to change - it was about 7pm already - and MY WORD ! &lt;strong&gt;My skirt was so effing tight !&lt;/strong&gt; I looked disgusting , my skirt was all the way up mann ! I mean , ALL THE WAY ! I was dying. Jie min came in and was giggling over my misfortune.. but she helped me make it seem normal by tucking out the uber long shirt (: After that we rushed out to &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=flag&amp;v=56"&gt;flag&lt;/a&gt; a cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there on &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=time&amp;amp;v=56"&gt;time&lt;/a&gt;... And I was just SO tired ! To make me more awake i started joking around with Frances. which was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Frances : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=Water&amp;v=56"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; bottles tell a lot about a person . See , I can tell the owner of that one (pointing at mine) is a&lt;br /&gt;bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;Laura : Well , those who don't HAVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=water&amp;amp;v=56"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; bottles (Frances) are nobodies.&lt;br /&gt;Frances : What ? I have like ten &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=water&amp;v=56"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; bottles at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=home&amp;amp;v=56"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; okay.&lt;br /&gt;Laura : Wannabe .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway .. As we were walking up to our room, we passed by the room where Bhavan Indian International was .. I recognized the speaker so we smiled at each other and waved . They were against Yusof Ishak Sec .. I hope they won . Then we took our seats... I recognized one ex swiss cottage guy - he was a delegate at the Model UN conference . Lucky he'd graduated .. I think he's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The motion was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;THIS HOUSE WOULD FORCE ORGANIZATIONS TO PLACE MORE WOMEN IN SENIOR&lt;br /&gt; POSITIONS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were the opposition, against Swiss Cottage Secondary &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=School&amp;v=56"&gt;School&lt;/a&gt; . The first proposition speaker went up , and I was &lt;em&gt;super&lt;/em&gt; nervous ! I &lt;em&gt;absolutely abhor &lt;/em&gt;being the first opposition speaker because I hate dealing with definitions in any way. I just want to debate !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow. They defined the motion in such an odd way and placed an entirely different emphasis on the words. The defined force as a neccessity ! So I clarified it by saying, no , it does not fulfil the definition of force , and force should mean a &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=law&amp;amp;v=56"&gt;law&lt;/a&gt; or legislation passed by the &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=government&amp;v=56"&gt;government&lt;/a&gt; that makes it mandatory for organizations to place more women in senior positions ! Once I went up , my queasiness faded away and I was actually quite enjoying myself. Then , after I spoke I had to prepare my reply speech while listening to the rest of the &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=house&amp;amp;v=56"&gt;house&lt;/a&gt;.. That's one bit I enjoy. I hope I get to be reply speaker for ever and ever ! lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;When I went up to speak once again to sum up the debate and the strength of our case , I felt this &lt;em&gt;huge adrenalin surge &lt;/em&gt;. I felt SO confident and I think I summed up the main points pretty okay-ly . I didn't really know how my speech was recieved until I saw kohster and Mrs Lee raising their hands above their heads and clapping ... I felt &lt;em&gt;so gratified&lt;/em&gt; !! My timing was pretty good too. My first speech was like 5 mins 2 seconds and my reply speech was 3 mins 5 seconds (: Hope I'd scored points on strategy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The proposition had quite bad timing , so I think they won't be marked too high on that . They rushed their way through their substantives and finished early. Their reply speech was only two minutes ! The Proposition speaker made her speech , and she really took advantage of the fact that she was the last speaker mann ! She made utterly stupid conjectures that we couldn't even contest because she's the last one ! She said that we have been arguing that there ISN'T gender inequality , yet the very first thing I said in my First speech was that we AGREE &lt;strong&gt;there IS gender equality !!&lt;/strong&gt; +huffs . Ohweell .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the debate was over , we stood up and went to congratulate Swiss Cottage and doing a good &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=job&amp;v=56"&gt;&lt;a title="Click for more information about job" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: green solid; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://search.targetwords.com/u.search?x=59771jobAA1VDw"&gt;job&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .. I feel they are pretty good , certainly they've given us more of a challenge than Bhavan or the &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=schools&amp;v=56"&gt;schools&lt;/a&gt; we debated against during the CDC prelims. I could still feel the blood rushing through my veins ! There was a tingly sensation all over .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they announced the results . The adjudicator was toying with both our emotions ! He said something like : " Well , we've been adjudicating the whole night now, and we feel that this round was very engaging, where both sides of the &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=house&amp;amp;v=56"&gt;house&lt;/a&gt; tried to clash . Ultimately , we looked at the role of each side of the &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=house&amp;v=56"&gt;house&lt;/a&gt; and how well each side took to it . We feel the proposition was very consistant with their argument and that it was the &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=job&amp;amp;v=56"&gt;job&lt;/a&gt; of the opposition to engage the propostition on their grounds, yet they proposed another idea and went on their pre - prepared speeches . The best speaker goes to the third speaker of the proposition . -applause- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And the winner of today's debate is THE OPPOSITION&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;em&gt;screaming and screaming &lt;/em&gt;like there was no tommorrow . I was just so infused with euphoria ! The kind of emotions that make you want to cry for happiness , the kind of unspeakable joy that traps you in that moment , where problems and the rest of the world seem millions of miles away . The only thing that mattered there and then , was that we &lt;strong&gt;WON&lt;/strong&gt; . As we got up to thank the adjudicators and listen to their comments , I felt so happy that I was actually &lt;em&gt;dizzy &lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were three adjudicators , and the first one we went to started talking to me &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; Hey , I thought you were very good stylistically . I thought you should have gotten Best Speaker . Keep it up !&lt;/span&gt; " &lt;/strong&gt;Or something like that . So I thanked her . Then , the other adjudicator told me he found the way I had began &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;very impressive&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/strong&gt; I just felt extremely thankful ! Then Mr koh told me he thought I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;did very well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . I could have just died on the spot !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Lee has once admonished me last year, after the debate against MGS , that if I didn't learn to speak off a script , she would take me out of the debate team . And at the beginning of this year , somehow she and mr Koh both implied that I wasn't able to speak off the top of my head , which left me slightly ired because that is what I certainly can do ! It felt good to show them I was consistant in speaking without a script and knocking down the proposition still ! Like I finally proved myself .&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards , when everyone had left and I was leaving , Mrs Lee said &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=job&amp;v=56"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; Laura ! You really won the case for us ! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fact I didn't get best speaker became secondary , the fact that I haven't won any best speaker awards became significant . It is these comments that I really treasure ... and I hope there will never come a &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=time&amp;amp;v=56"&gt;time&lt;/a&gt; where I let these &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=people&amp;v=56"&gt;people&lt;/a&gt; down .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=home&amp;amp;v=56"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; I msged Kohster , &lt;em&gt;thanking&lt;/em&gt; him for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=training&amp;v=56"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; us and spending so much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=time&amp;amp;v=56"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; with us&lt;/span&gt; ( Later I found out becca did the same thing - just shows how well mannered we are lol ) and he msged back , saying that he was proud of us and that I have 'shown tremendous improvement'.I told him it was because of his &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=training&amp;v=56"&gt;training&lt;/a&gt; , but he went all modest on me . lol He told me that he thought beccah and I were great , that we saved our case .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lucky to be in debate . &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I feel so proud of Becca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I was just listening to her making her speech and going " Yes ! YeSS !! " hahas . She was tearing the case down , totally (: When the seniors were here , i had this sense of &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=security&amp;amp;v=56"&gt;security&lt;/a&gt; - as long as there were there , they would somehow salvage our case . And as I was watching her , i felt the &lt;em&gt;exact&lt;/em&gt; same thing . Last year , our performance at the CDC debates left much to be desired , and I'm so happy and proud that &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we've grown into our roles - Becca as third speaker and me as Reply . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of her , I'm proud of us , I'm proud of the team . I feel so lucky to have been a part of all this , to witness the vast spectrum of emotions , to sample these new experiences and to watch each of us mature and find confidence within ourselves. And not many &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=people&amp;v=56"&gt;people&lt;/a&gt; have had the fortune to understand first-hand how such competitions are like . &lt;strong&gt;Winning is even sweeter when you know you're up against a tough opponent .&lt;/strong&gt; And it can only go uphill from here .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the Quarter-Finals , then the Semi-Finals , then the Finals , then victory . In only our second year .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Oh joy ! I'm up for another competition around April . &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's an essay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=writing&amp;amp;v=56"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; and oratorical competition&lt;/span&gt; (: Unfortch only one person can be sent , if not becca and I could go together ! but nevermind , she said she's coming to support me hahas (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-110943113319366665?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/110943113319366665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=110943113319366665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/110943113319366665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/110943113319366665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2005/02/debate.html' title='Debate'/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-110924661103765578</id><published>2005-02-24T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T04:24:12.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh look. I've blogged ! Blogger finally works in my com, but I don't really have time to write about much anyway - debate's tommorrow and I haven't written my reply speech !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's already febuary. One month ago it was january. Three years ago I was twelve. Time is just hurtling past - towards O levels. Oh horror ! Anyway, shall not mention the slew of things that have happened, shall just update on today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sports Day! What a tragedy, honestly. I really wanted to win something for the class to banish the image of us as geeks... But unfortunately, history repeated itself. Nevertheless, I sprinted and managed to overtake two people to get second place :) . But overall I think we were placed fourth or so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;After that Dorcas, Elena, Becca, Rachel and I went out for lunch... After having chips as an appetizer at becca's place. Becca and I rushed to school for debate and stayed there for about five hours! We just talked for about an hour ++ ... Very fascinating... but sworn to silence. Kohster is pretty hilarious, and we all laugh like crazy whenever we meet up , especially for scrabble pracs . Only thing is I get rather nervous when he laughs cause the GARGANTUAN wrinkles appear at the edge of his eyes , and I'll just get so worried over him having crow's feet and saggy skin there , which might prompt him to go for plastic surgery ! Then he might come back with a botched &lt;a title="Click for more information about job" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: green solid; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://search.targetwords.com/u.search?x=59771jobAA1VDw"&gt;job&lt;/a&gt; and look like snuffalophagus ! Which would be sad for him because he hates it - apparently he used to change channels when snuffalophagus came on, because it talked so slowly. So judgemental at a young age ! tsktsk.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't think I'll forget the sperm farm issue we talked about. It's just too absurd !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And by the way , stinky pig ! ( otherwise known as WEEbecca ) I'm not deprived because I don't know Pengu ! I watched VERY hip and happening stuff when I was young, for your information. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And that's about it . Icks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-110924661103765578?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/110924661103765578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=110924661103765578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/110924661103765578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/110924661103765578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2005/02/oh-look.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-110217203477360701</id><published>2004-12-04T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T06:53:54.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh joy . &lt;strong&gt;He &lt;/strong&gt;talked to me , first ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway . Been watching a korean drama serial , which is sapping all my spare time !! It is utterly and hopelessly funny and romantic ... And the leads are both so good-looking ... And the lead looks like Him ! Oh sheesh . HAHAHAHAHAHA .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Going to have an EXY OUTING this tues with exy Lea !! For our approximately-one-year-of-knowing-each-other anniversary . Haha I know you're jealous . Anyway exy , if you see this .. Remember to try find a friend who belongs to a sixteenyearold IC ! And steal it (: Anyone with IC's to lend me ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-110217203477360701?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/110217203477360701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=110217203477360701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/110217203477360701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/110217203477360701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/12/oh-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-110155156362211917</id><published>2004-11-27T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T02:41:24.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lol . Shall blog in an extremely laggy fashion , reason being that I've been really busy and thus without the time to update (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Last friday , exactly one week ago , I went to &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;strong&gt;first time&lt;/strong&gt; ! Maybe not first , but first time in about a decade or so . The weather was &lt;em&gt;atrociously&lt;/em&gt; awful !! It rained at least four times ? Oh , and I seriously am &lt;em&gt;rather&lt;/em&gt; fearful of the sand . And of &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Pamela&lt;/span&gt; as well . She was dragging everyone into the water and dumping sand in everyone's pants ! My word . And salt water ... it's salty . eeeurrrggghHHHHHH . yuckles . I managed to muster enough courage to wear my swimsuit and &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; swim , which is good news (: Then I got a call saying &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mr Low&lt;/span&gt; was on the way , so I hurriedly threw my top on to spare him from seeing anything (: And lol , he's hilarious . He walked near the sea , letting his dog prance about and THEN .. A wave came in and he wet his adidas shoes ! lol . &lt;em&gt;A few times&lt;/em&gt; :/ &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Shadow&lt;/span&gt; , his silky terrier is positively adorable ! He waded out and when Low lifted him up , he was still paddling like an electronic water toy ! SO cutee ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;After that , we got out of the water and gave away the titles ... I got &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Miss Charismatic&lt;/span&gt; . Ha . But something very interesting was that Cassie and I got the highest number of votes for &lt;strong&gt;Miss Sophisticated&lt;/strong&gt; ... When people usually call us ditzy ? HAHAHA . See there . Point proven ! You are officially no longer allowed to slander our names with such &lt;em&gt;denigration and vilification&lt;/em&gt; , thank you very much . (: I got top votes for Hot-Bod on cassie's list but the title went to resh in the end ! HAHA . Guess I'm quite cold then . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I got HORRIBLE pix . How saddening , honestly ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then the saturday after , I went to work ! It was &lt;em&gt;immense&lt;/em&gt; fun okay . It was a &lt;strong&gt;wedding&lt;/strong&gt; function , so I got thirty bucks a shift ! $) So was asssigned a whole row of tables to look after and was later informed by my mother , who wasn't present , that it was bullying to take on so many tables because usually it's manned by three people . But its okay . &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Fun&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just my luck . The only two tables that wine was permitted to be served happened to under my charge ! One table was full of young twenty somethings , and the other table , foreigners . I had to get a waiter to help me uncork the bottles of wine . I was almost getting &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;intoxicated&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;from the bouquet itself , as I doled out and refilled the glasses of the guests , who were &lt;strong&gt;gulping down &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;liquor &lt;/span&gt;like fish&lt;/strong&gt; . Sheesh . They also requested for hard drinks like brandy etc . Pee - yeww ! And the silly table full of 'hard drinkers' were just getting redder and redder , their eyes becoming more bloodshot , and I still had to be gracious and pour them more , when I probably should have refused them .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Also , space was &lt;em&gt;incredibly&lt;/em&gt; tight . A couple put their huge , hulking babies pram against the wall , leaving me practically no space to race about getting people their drinks refilled and such . How &lt;em&gt;annoying &lt;/em&gt;. But I &lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; managed to wind my way up and down at top speed , &lt;strong&gt;rotating my hips&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;fit through the crevices &lt;/span&gt;. At the pace I was doing it , I must have looked like a fairly good &lt;strong&gt;belly dancer&lt;/strong&gt; in a hurry becuase one of the 'hard drinkers' was casting &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lascivious&lt;/span&gt; glances my way , that is , until his female companion asked him to start looking at her instead . Lol . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The other drinking table had a caucasian couple and a bunch of honkies .. It felt &lt;em&gt;extremely&lt;/em&gt; good to speak english again !! They looked like nice people , so I had hoped they'd tip me about &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;fifty bucks&lt;/span&gt; (which was what one waiter recieved before) , but my fantasy came to naught ): Ha . Later on , I had cleared the plates and was walking back to the kitchen , when all of a sudden , this girl &lt;em&gt;disdainfully&lt;/em&gt; stood up and without looking at me at all , &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plonked&lt;/strong&gt; a large platter on top of the dishes I was &lt;strong&gt;already struggling with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . (!!) And that girl - &lt;em&gt;Oh my word&lt;/em&gt; . Hideously dressed with either no fashion sense or a very crude and completely inappropriate one , she smeared on blue eyeshadow like there was no tomorrow , till her face resembled something like those &lt;strong&gt;chinese paper mache face masks&lt;/strong&gt; with bold strokes of colour , &lt;em&gt;except &lt;/em&gt;her face was still in the &lt;strong&gt;gloopy paper mache form&lt;/strong&gt; . Crass . However , I maintained my cool and my own face was like a &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;perfect &lt;/em&gt;mask of anxious service&lt;/span&gt; , while I was actually conniving of means of which to brutally &lt;strong&gt;assasinate &lt;/strong&gt;her for adding to my unbearable load with so much as a question . Sheesh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh and one interesting thing - when I went to the toilet later , I found my skirt's zips and hooks completely undone ; the only thing preventing my skirt from slipping and revealing my undies was my mango belt . Ha . Just shows how much twisting and turning I made (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The following night , Sunday , there was another wedding function . So even though my arms felt like they wanted to &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;amputate&lt;/span&gt; themselves from my shoulder blades and flop limply on the floor , I still went (: I walked so much that the rubber design at the bottom of my shoe came out partially . So I just swathed my shoe in wads of scotch tape to keep it on (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I just adore working (: I've made about two hundred bucks since I started , and my hours are really slack . +grin .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mmmph . But &lt;strong&gt;he's &lt;/strong&gt;leaving soon ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-110155156362211917?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/110155156362211917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=110155156362211917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/110155156362211917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/110155156362211917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/11/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-110024260393162960</id><published>2004-11-11T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T22:56:43.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh cool . I got the high score at the Plaza Sing Arcade ! The basketball hoop game (: My mum was hilarious ! She got like .. 2 balls in . LOL she's so cute . My score was 135 (: I love that game now ! Shall go back and play it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Watched Taxi . It's hilarious , go watch it . Guys will enjoy it because there's a scene where Gisele Bundchen squeezes , feels and caresses another laydee . lol . I want to watch Bride and Prejudice .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shucks . Tuition in fifteen .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-110024260393162960?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/110024260393162960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=110024260393162960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/110024260393162960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/110024260393162960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/11/oh-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-110000457532730066</id><published>2004-11-09T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T04:50:59.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dumdeedum ! New layout and it looks pretty . Less time to blog since family's home arhhh . Missed them loads .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes Leanne , either that or Danny is so hunkalicious (and not gay) that Brian knows he'll develop gay tendencies after sitting next to him ; and Eric actually is gay and wants to discuss his latest piece of clothing with cheryl .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And I don't quite think there are four sexes , according to the answers at the back of our amath textbooks .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(: There you go .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-110000457532730066?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/110000457532730066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=110000457532730066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/110000457532730066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/110000457532730066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/11/dumdeedum-new-layout-and-it-looks.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-109878026667572506</id><published>2004-10-26T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T01:44:26.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dance rocks .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But you knew that already , didn't you ? And it's not because it helps you lose weight . (It doesn't . I felt neither liquidified fat globules &lt;em&gt;oozing &lt;/em&gt;out of my skin or sloshing around inside , waiting to be excreted . I think it makes you heavier , actually. ) It is also not the allure of having abs or a perfectly toned bod that causes dance to be endowed with the status of 'rocking' . Neither is it the nice , coldishly yummy air con , or the shiny parquet floor , which incidentally has a lot of disowned hairs . [Digression: the excessive rate of hair coverage per square metre can only mean one thingamajig - dancing causes fatal hair loss]  It is also not the mirrors , where I can see pretty me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;nonono . It is                                             &lt;em&gt;the pain&lt;/em&gt; . The absolutely high percentage of lactic acid concentration . NO LAHHH . Kidding . Btw it hurts like my muscles have been hooked on like a piece of meat , and then &lt;em&gt;tugged brutally&lt;/em&gt; across 26482618134758362118596 km of becca's tongue . Wait , wait , let me explain before you think I'm a psycho .. See , becca's tongue is extremely sharp . Ow . Poor me . My bum writhes in agony when my rump comes into contact with anything , say , a &lt;strong&gt;jellyfish &lt;/strong&gt;. By the way , did you know the box jellyfish are the most venomous living thingamajigs ? They have four eyes and shoot poisonous harpoon stuff . oh yea . So my muscles feel like they've been slathered in box jellyfish jam ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;okay , are you dead with suspense yet ? Just why does dance rock ? I shall now tell you . It just does ! (Actually , I wanted to write some super-nice reason which-I-don't-know , so i figured I'd think while writing the striked off reasons ... And since I took so long to think , they've all been striked off .) Maybe I'll tell you at the end of the post if I remember . (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My exam results are back . back back back ack ack ack . How mortifyingly horrendous .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;English : Oh &lt;em&gt;woe&lt;/em&gt; . Scored badly for compre , with a just-pass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;              (25/50) Luckily , rescued by my compositions (: And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;              thankfully , mrs Tay gave me high marks for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;              ms shen complained about . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;             &lt;em&gt; "Laura , I see all the big words again . After the&lt;br /&gt;              the exams , we're going to go thru sentence  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;              structure ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;                                             - Ms Shen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;              Poor me . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Math : 74 and 67 for E and A respectively . Made a &lt;em&gt;stupid &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;           wager that I'd fail Amath . Now I have to treat becca !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Biology : Okay marks ; 67 again .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Chemistry : Pretty pathetic marks ; 61 ! How completely eww .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Social Studies : Oh Happy me . With Mr A. standing behind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;                        during the exam , shaking his head and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;                        clucking , I thought I might just pass . But oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;                        HAPPY ME . My highest mark for humans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;                        this year - 36/50 . 72% ! +Beams .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Geography : Pretty okay - 30.5/50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My two failures : chinese and physics . I got the same marks for both of 'em .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh well . I improved from mid year ! My L1R5 this time (counting english as A) is a grand total of &lt;strong&gt;15&lt;/strong&gt; , which is the average score for a St margtion , according to the new tier system . So , it appears that I'm an average , typical Marg girl . erf . Wonder what school i can get into ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Went out with faithie and becca yesterday ! And we took the bus . It was so bursting full that I had to stand on the steps where the entrance was . As I stood , I was &lt;em&gt;quite certain&lt;/em&gt; that the door was going to attack me and smoosh me into oblivion right there on the steps , because I was in its &lt;strong&gt;line of fire&lt;/strong&gt; . As it turns out , my squeal was unfounded as I did not get squished by the doors as apparently , I was not in its line of fire . Lucky me . But faithie , who was seemingly not in the line of fire , got whacked in the backbone when the door swung open , because she was actually in the line of fire. What a &lt;em&gt;naughty , conniving&lt;/em&gt; door ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We got off and went to eat .. Shared a meal with faithells . Decided to go to Zara to lookie lookie , and successfully dragged becca along (: Browsing in the men's section gave us an idea : Since faithells and I and a lot of people think that becca would be extremely &lt;strong&gt;chunky hunky&lt;/strong&gt; if she were a guy , we made yet another bet with her - Faithells and I get to dress her up in guys clothes - complete with haircut (maybe), Huge men's Zara shirt , low slung jeans etc . Then , she has to parade down orchard the ENTIRE day . What's the catch ? If girls ask her our or for her number , or double take or stare blatently ... Faithells and I get a treat from hamsum (aka becca) If she doesn't .. then it proves she's actually ugly and maybe would look better as a girl and thus repeat the same experiment except clad in a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink frilly cleavage boasting sleeveless dress with perfect pink stillettos and a perfect pink handbag with a chihuahua in it&lt;/span&gt; . (wait , im thinking legally blonde . And actually , paris hilton too .) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh how fun .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Let me recount an amusing conversation :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Laura : Yeah , actually that guy's shirt we saw in Zara would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;            really nice on you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Becca : The one that says 'there's no smoke without a fire' ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Laura : yaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Becca : Buy for me laa .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(Interruption : I know you all think this is the amusing part , but wait. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Laura : No ! Actually that top would like nice with a miniskirt . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;            you should wear it with one !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Becca : Wear a guy's top with a &lt;em&gt;miniskirt &lt;/em&gt;? I'd just look like a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;            &lt;strong&gt;transvestite &lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh my WORD . How hideously amusing .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am alone now. Not just &lt;em&gt;ALONE &lt;/em&gt;alone , but really ISOLATED alone alone. why ? family's in honky kongy . Without me . I am planning to do fun things , like pretending the apartment is all mine . MINE . And sleeping in a king-sized bed with &lt;strong&gt;fluffy&lt;/strong&gt; white sheets alone and having a huge teevee to myself alone and going to school alone and having some pretense of freedom . Oh joy , yet heart - wrenching sadness . I want my mummy .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And sorry , I haven't figured out why dance rocks yet .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;LOVE lov LUB luv, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;                             aura . (i did not forget the 'L')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ps. i need a new layout . Maybe I shall learn because I can't find any . ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-109878026667572506?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/109878026667572506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=109878026667572506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/109878026667572506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/109878026667572506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/10/dance-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-109677362539162689</id><published>2004-10-02T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T20:20:25.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm kinda despairing over the exams. Especially english. I think I screwed up my compo, which is actually quite bad. And as for the rest of the subjects , I don't understand anything. My goal for end - year? To pass physics so they don't make me drop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have enough &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-109677362539162689?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/109677362539162689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=109677362539162689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/109677362539162689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/109677362539162689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/10/im-kinda-despairing-over-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-109483333706120994</id><published>2004-09-10T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T20:17:49.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wow . I am &lt;em&gt;such&lt;/em&gt; a regular blogger ! +BEAMS . anyways. Ysterday was the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Life Science Spelling Bee&lt;/span&gt; ! Horribly embarressing day it was . +Shakes head sadly. Poor me ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Firstly , i went to school to meet the DITZ, cassie , and resh so we could leave together for the competition . And, just as we were boarding the bus , i realized i had forgotten to bring my EZ link card! How &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; disheartening . So I had to pay for my MRT ride also ... And embarressing thing number One happened. Cassie and Resh went through the barrier things after tapping their cards .. And they were walking ... And then they suddenly realized &lt;strong&gt;my glorious presence&lt;/strong&gt; was saddeningly, absent, so they looked back. Ah. I was kind of stuck , and wondering why my card , that I was so frentically tapping , did not cause those &lt;em&gt;stupid&lt;/em&gt; barriers to lift up and let &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;me through&lt;/span&gt; . So I thought maybe I was doing it wrongly, so i stooped down and checked for any card slots to put my card into. Then , the evil things started &lt;em&gt;snorkling&lt;/em&gt; with laughter and left poor me standing in bewilderment. +rolls . Apparently , I was tapping on the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'exit'&lt;/span&gt; barriers. Sheesh! The entrance and exits look the same! Anyone could have made that mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;After the train ride, I took &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;METICULOUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; care to ensure I was exiting through the right lane. [: Singapore Poly is connected to the station! So cool. And Singapore Poly is GiNormous! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Gargantuan&lt;/span&gt;! We were at the wrong building , so we asked the students [i presume] for directions to our building. They don't even know okay ! Then one guy told us : Oh , you know Mcdonalds? It's in front of it. After the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;next bus stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. whhhhaaat. Bus Stop ? Sheesh . So , after searching and searching and walking around in buildings that looked exactly the same , we arrived. +claps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We entered the theaterette , and guess who were sitting in front and behind us ? &lt;strong&gt;Canberra&lt;/strong&gt;. And two of them are the female debators ! lol. I keep seeing the same people! interschool debates, mayor's shield, model UN conference... even scrabble ! And now , the spelling bee. The whole auditorium was packed .. All the schools sent in two teams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;They tested us 50 life science words... It's &lt;strong&gt;uber hilarious&lt;/strong&gt; ! We don't even know the &lt;em&gt;spastarded&lt;/em&gt; words that are being said ! All guesswork. The only one that was easy was phagocytes. The rest were words like: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Isoshyzoma , Pseudomonous Araginocia , Sclarenchymer, Mizencathelon, Sacromycis Hombi, Caticolameens, Prosteglandins, Sterchbylliogen, Prezbiopia etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Like hello ? &lt;em&gt;ex SQUEEZE&lt;/em&gt; me , but are we supposed to know them ?? But it was really funny , because it was so ridiculous! After the spelling was the crosswords part .. It's SUPER saddening ! All the stuff tested we learnt at the NJC genome thingamajig, but we all forgot !! We were almost &lt;em&gt;weeping&lt;/em&gt; at the wasted opportunity. If we had listened ! Then came the FUN part : &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anagramming &lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;They called it word unscrambling , but it's anagramming ! So fun okies. They flashed the meaning of the word , and the jumbled up letters. I got the first answer on my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very first&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; try ! it was 'PRIMERS' . HAHA ! Used my scrabble skills [: LOL. After , these words , or meaning, flashed out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A skin condition / disease that results in dryness&lt;/span&gt; [yadadadada]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Cassie and I Screamed. we actually screamed. lol ! SO funny okayy. Because we both have it! It was super cool. That one , we didn't even have to unscramble. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ECZEMA&lt;/span&gt;. [: After that was the word search thing. We found most of it, 5/6. We didn't know what the last word was, so we just circled 'STONES' haha ! How &lt;em&gt;relevant&lt;/em&gt; to life science , yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And now , let me tell you the most embarressingly embarressing thing of the day . After the competition proper was over, there was the audience participation. Two microphones were placed in the aisles, [similar to floor debate] and the woman would read out words , and people were supposed to go up and spell it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So when she read a really easy word , &lt;strong&gt;plasmolysis&lt;/strong&gt; , I decided to go up . I was writing in on my paper and walking up at the same time , because I didn't see anyone approaching. Then &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ZOOP!&lt;/span&gt; this RGS girl just stood in front of me ! I was like okayyyy. Then , I just went back to my seat , quite &lt;em&gt;irked&lt;/em&gt;. After that, the lady read out "Now, this is antibiotics..." So , after hearing the words 'antibiotic' , I &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;zoomed&lt;/span&gt; out of my seat, knocking some chairs, to the front of the mic , only to hear her finish her sentence: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;antibiotic called QueneiQuli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ! [or smth] Then the whole auditorium just started laughing at me running up quickly after being too slow, and not hearing properly! Oh WOE IS ME ! I went up , and my eyes bulged out and said. "oh. erh. I don't know." HOW RIDICULOUSLY EMBARRESSING ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then, when she read out 'insulin' , &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; just &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to rush out again. So, knocking into chairs and all , I reached the mic and spelt it out. Then the horrible lady said: 'Oh , I think she came first.' , gesturing at the girl on the other side. Sheesh ! I already spelt it out , duhhhh , she'd get it correct! So , once agn , I walked back to my seat , very , very paiseh-edly. So tragic. Not even a nice prize for my pains ! [My pains being my ego and my bruised knees] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So after , they announced the finalists. Guess who ? Nanyang Team 'A' . Nanyang Team 'B'. RI Team 'A' and -drumroll- RI Team 'B'. How amusing. +yawns. Cassie , Resh and I tried to trace our way back .. Took such a LONG time! But we got out in the end [: I was to take MRT home , by myself ! Quite worried. I followed resh , but she told me I would have to change Line at a certain stop , and She wouldn't be able to follow me. But I am , an extremely brave girl and I took it myself. +nods. HAHA ! To boost my courage , &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I talked to beccah the WHOLE trip&lt;/span&gt; ! She's so nice. HARHAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Speaking of beccah , she wants me to update abt the rest of the debates , and our outing , so I shall oblige since she was nice enough to talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The second debate was against &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Woodgrove Secondary&lt;/span&gt; . And it too , was hilarious! We videotaped this one , and as I played back the speech of their third speaker, I just &lt;strong&gt;laughed&lt;/strong&gt; and laughed! It was SOOO funny ! "Ours is relevant, yours is not!" , "We already told you, so why do you keep rebutting us?" All said in a very nervous voice , and as if we were picking on them ! And her POI was completely: huhhh? The way she tried to tackle it was &lt;em&gt;so amusing&lt;/em&gt;! I don't think even SHE knew what she was talking abt . I am so mean. After all , I didn't do much better [or worse] than her in the third debate ... +sigh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The whole debate team went to go watch the finals cum prize giving ceremony. Nanyang against MGS! I seriously did NOT want to go see them debate , I just wanted to go for the trophies ! HARHAR. Actually it was cuz beccah and I wanted to go get teacher's day's presents for &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MsShen Impossible&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Kohster&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So anyway, we went and saw, as usual , that MGS delegated it's usual contingent / fleet of ardent supporters to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the auditorium! And I must say , I was &lt;em&gt;especially&lt;/em&gt; delighted when these &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;little sailor bots&lt;/span&gt; wheeled in waving very patriotic flags ! Little blue flags with the crest of MGS on them . And the way they behaved further proved the name we'd always called them: My father had always called them M&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;onkey&lt;/span&gt; G&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;irls&lt;/span&gt; S&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;chool &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Not only that! They brought along a huge, metal-pole banner , which they waved patriotically in the air. Swish! SWISH ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SWISHES OF PATRIOTICISM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SWISH AND WE WILL WIN! SWISH ! SWISH AND HEY! MAYBE IF WE SWISH HARD ENOUGH , WE &lt;em&gt;MIGHT&lt;/em&gt; IRRITATE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;THE AUDIENCE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Swish ! Swish! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sWISH !KLUNK. Instant amnesia. I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Upon the heads of the 'oh I'm really short can I speak from here?' debator and her comrades. Oh , what simple joy .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;HAHA. I am just joking. I don't &lt;em&gt;actually &lt;/em&gt;hate MGS or bear a grudge, I am just speaking from a post-trauma attitude, thanks to the screams and blue wavey things that were trying to eat me. And the adjudicators. I think it was student pressure . Can you Imagine ? If &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MGS lost&lt;/span&gt;, the adjudicators would have nowhere to flee, from an auditorium chock &lt;em&gt;full&lt;/em&gt; of screaming girls &lt;strong&gt;lustily crowing out the names of their debator idols&lt;/strong&gt;. They would have been &lt;em&gt;stabbed&lt;/em&gt; to death with the little flags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;okayokay , I'll stop now , lest an MGS girl come by my blog, and leave me with hate mail and stuff. As said, I'm just traumatized. You can't really blame me. Anyway, I was spared from most of it, because as the captain, I got to sit somewhere near the front, next to the reserves for the finalist teams. I happened to be seating next to &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nanyang's reserves&lt;/span&gt;, whom I chatted with. Very nice people! They were just telling me abt the MGS army and how little of their supporters turned up! They asked me to cheer for them, and I &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;agreed&lt;/span&gt;, quite happily. [Nanyang being my alma mater!] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, shall skim over the debate and get down to nice bits: the awards. Firstly, there was a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;plaque&lt;/span&gt; given to all schools , for just participating, which kohster went up to get. Then, there were certificates of participation for all, which the team captains received on behalf of the school. [I still have it. AHH! I havent given it to clara yet.] Then , they gave away the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;trophies for the semi finalists&lt;/span&gt;! [: There was an extra large trophy for the school, which I received, and smaller ones for the rest of us. So cute. After that, they announced the best speakers of the competition. First, Christine from MGS ! [pretty obvious] Then second , rebeccah and third , clara ! I think it's excellent , 2/3 trophies went to st margs ! But I still am and will be slightly sad ... I have never gotten best speaker and was the only one not to. When I'm supposed to have 'the most experience' ! How am I supposed to feel? I don't know, I'm just sad I screwed up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways. Since beccah and I didn't get a present for the 'chers on tuesday, we decided to go out on wednesday! And since we told dorcas we'd do smth for her birthday, we brought her out as well ! Went to Heeren, action city to get Ms Shen's massager. lol. Didn't know what to get for kohster! So difficult to get gifts for. In the end, we got him a sign that said : &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Don't feed the monkey&lt;/span&gt; ! Or something weird like that. And we also got him a sign that said : &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;MACHO MAN ! [you wish]&lt;/span&gt; . lol . Then we wrote at the bacK : but you're the macho scrabbler and debator of our hearts! or smth. Really funny . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then the three of us went lunching at marche .. I LOVE &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tempura fish with wedges&lt;/span&gt;! So yummtastic. Then the two &lt;strong&gt;pigs&lt;/strong&gt; wanted desert, so we headed to BK at cineleisure for the hershie's pie. They didn't even let me have some okay . How mean. Then we went up to search for smth else for kohster... And I saw the &lt;strong&gt;neoprint &lt;/strong&gt;machines !! I reallyyy wanted to take some, but stinggyy poo beccah didn't want to take with me! A few &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;whines&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dragging&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pushes&lt;/span&gt; later, dorkie and she finally coughed up harf the amount. I payed the other harf ! So fun! Really nice pix. My favourite is the one that says : &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Three Musketeers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We really have to take a lot more okay !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, It's late and I have to study . Nightnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-109483333706120994?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/109483333706120994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=109483333706120994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/109483333706120994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/109483333706120994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/09/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-109461280355911571</id><published>2004-09-07T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T06:24:09.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Time to pump some life into this dead blog !!! HARHAR . I've hijacked my bro's com . And what do I see ? I actually see my debate trophy displayed proudly on HIS shelves! What the ? How come I didn't miss it ? Sheesh . He &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;KIDNAPPED my trophy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; ! I think he did it to show off , his friends just came for his birthday party. -_-" I'm going to murder him , I think .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, speaking of trophies , I HAVE to mention this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh ! I am supersuper pissed ! Guessed what happened ? I completely cannot believe this : I was just looking through my old scrabble score sheets for the nationals.. And I found I &lt;strong&gt;miscalculated my spread by 100 points&lt;/strong&gt; ! [The spread is the difference between your score and the opponents score] Yes. My score was 550, and my opponents score was 200. And what did I put the spread as ? 200. yes, TWO HUNDRED . Not 300. Fantastic ehh ? That stupid mistake cost me first place . +faints. My total spread was 593 ; but it ought to have been 693 ! The winning spread was 600+ ? Also , there were other , smaller scoring errors that I didn't check ... YIKES . How horrible can it get ? And I just discover that error likee.. almost two months ? After it's over ? Fantastic I tell you . +moans. What a sad life I do lead . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Interschool Scrabble Finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This one was such a pity ... I didn't get to participate in this one ! I won all my 3 rounds in the preliminaries , but my team-mates lost some .. so ours was the only St. Margaret's team that didn't qualify ! How saddening ... ]: Regardless , I went to suntec to go &lt;strong&gt;support our geeks&lt;/strong&gt; ... [Suntec ! What a &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt; place to play scrabble! Totally unfair .+hmf.] Dorcas &amp; I kept going up and down the escalators to get a good view of our team ! LOL . They [beccah , auddrey , fensta ] happened to be sitting right next to the escalator ... and you couldn't really observe them because they were next to it! So dorkie and I just hung around while we waited for them to finish their game ... Then they emcee went on stage and asked for volunteers to play a game .. So I decided to try and see if she would pick me.. I stood on my &lt;strong&gt;tippy toes&lt;/strong&gt; and waved my arm ... And yes ! I was the first one chosen to play ! I think it was because of my &lt;em&gt;bright orange jacket&lt;/em&gt; . [: Then , I won another set of uno cards ... Sheesh ! I have four packets already . I keep winning that from scrabble ! oh well. Then I vaguely remember telling beccah I was going to blog about her being a 'brave soul' ... So I have ! Beccah ! You're no jinx ! I just think that it was an unlucky sequence of circumstances ... Anyway , y'all are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;absolutely fantastic scrabblers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ! Don't be sad ; it's difficult to play 5 games and still have the concentration to win them all ! Shall be seeing all of you playing at the &lt;strong&gt;nationals&lt;/strong&gt; next year , yes ? [:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Debate : Round [ one ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Our first debate ! It was against Ahmad Ibrahim Sec , with the motion ' A happy childhood has spoilt many a promising life' . We were the opposition ! I was first speaker and reply speaker ; Clara , second speaker , and beccah , third speaker .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;They were absolutely HORRIBLE , and absolutely HILARIOUS ! We won , obviously , and beccah got best speaker ! +claps .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;National Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;It was super fun ! Sharon and I emcee-ed it ... I don't think we did an excellent job because we were so stiff-like. Anyway, after that beccah and charity came over ... we were supposed to teach her how to play scrabble , but I don't think we did in the end [: They had to tag along for my ultrasound ... &lt;strong&gt;I'M NOT PREGNANT MIND YOU&lt;/strong&gt;. The people there made me gulp loads of water, so they could see inside my tummy properly ... Quite &lt;em&gt;funky&lt;/em&gt; , actually , the ultrasound stuff. I can see what's going on in there! Cool .After that we went back , and I rmbr getting quite frenzied when the lift looked like it stopped ... Cuz I REALLY need to go to the toilet! After that we played taboo ... And i think Charity asked: what's a white , &lt;strong&gt;jelly-like&lt;/strong&gt; substance? REBECCA ! hahahahahahaha. anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think I'm pretty much up to date... Save for the debates , but I'm not going to cover them . BAD MEMORIES !I shall just concentrate on &lt;strong&gt;scrabble&lt;/strong&gt; now. On saturday , becca and I went back to help &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;kohster train the sec 1's&lt;/span&gt; ... Cuz there was a comp for lower sec people.. [he said if it was for upper sec he'd put us in duhh!] haha. So we came and played with the sec one's ... At the risk of that sec one coming to read my blog , I shall not say anything ... Then , kohster asked us out to discuss who should be in... Beccah said hers really couldn't be bothered and didn't count properly ... But her's was better than mine so mr koh chose her. Then mr koh taught them again, so beccah and I just played our own game. And the sec one's got such a scolding by kohster! quote: " How can you play with such a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lacksidaisical attitude&lt;/span&gt;? You're not even putting in the effort!" lol. I think he really traumatized them HARHAR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;After he dismissed the sec one's , we went to play with him.. weiling [secone girl] was there so we played with her as well .. It was &lt;em&gt;quite fun&lt;/em&gt;... I told beccah she was a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;STINKY PIG&lt;/span&gt; after she took my spot... Kohster was really amused by that term and started saying stinky pig randomly... the he decided to just call &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;beccah stinky pig&lt;/span&gt; .. HAHA ! Then when beccah said: you can't say that ! HE said : why not? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Laura , can I use your copyright and call her a stinky pig?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I said : yes , as long as you use it &lt;em&gt;EXCLUSIVELY&lt;/em&gt; for beccah . HAHA ! Hilarious. Then beccah had an obvious bingo&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. and she FINALLY found it after waiting for a gazillion years... [: Then I got a bingo! yayy ! Towards the end of the game, kohster decided to call me by a super ah-beng and slangish way... &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;" Lo WAH !!! Lo WAH!!! quick , your turn, Lo WAH!"&lt;/span&gt; mmhmM. completely sane . I hope it doesn't stick and that he doesn't call me that in future ... it's really &lt;em&gt;quite &lt;/em&gt;embarressing. On the other hand, I hope he continues to call beccah a STINKY PIG ! whoohhoo. I am such a fair , nice person. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SO. On monday i msged him to find out how the sec one's had done... and he said they were a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;disgrace&lt;/span&gt;. lol. then when i asked him why , he got all fired up and set me this list of wrong doings! LOL. and he said:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wish they were more like &lt;strong&gt;u, reb , aud&lt;/strong&gt; and the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haha! he &lt;em&gt;appreciates&lt;/em&gt; us now ! After I got his handle , I played him on isc ... I asked him why they cancelled his fairplay agreement... HAHA ! SO FUNNY ! he says he left it on by accident. right. so we played.. and annoying him got two bingos , and i only got one. i called him a swine and cow ! But he's quite okay with the slander. Lol. so I lost .... and he was like: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yay! I win! &lt;/span&gt;-_-" rigghtt .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh, and I found out something interesting. Beccah is attracted to tall guys! Isn't that absolutely sweet? Not so much the 'tall' part, but the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;attracted to guys&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;part. LOL ! But i actually don't see how that works, because every time she see's a tall guy, she always goes: I hate that guy! He's so tall. because she's jealous of his height. so ... huuuuhh ? +shakes head. oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, I shall leave you here. I want to change my blog layout soon !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Laura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-109461280355911571?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/109461280355911571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=109461280355911571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/109461280355911571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/109461280355911571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/09/time-to-pump-some-life-into-this-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-109093954764816763</id><published>2004-07-27T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T07:47:35.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How sad. Okay, maybe not that sad.&lt;strong&gt; Debate&lt;/strong&gt; has started again ! It's very fun &amp; I love debate. I love bickering with beccah ! Anyway. Today I made mrs khoo trip, which really freaked me, more than it did her. So I was like " OH NOOOO!!! " And she just laughed it off. phew. Mrs R. Khoo btw, not the vp. ;D. Debate is lovely, but i wish the crazy seniors were here with us ! We need them ! Eight minute speches with POI's ! +faints. Actually, i think POI's are better because I usually HAVE rebuttals, but only at the moment someone says it, so by the time I go up to speak, I forget it x). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And it's so &lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt; to be in the debate with Beccah ! She's so &lt;em&gt;funny &amp; helpful&lt;/em&gt;. Most of the rest are just &lt;strong&gt;stones&lt;/strong&gt;. So, thankyou for not being a stone beccah ! Ooh. Let me tell you a funny. Dorcas piggybacked me to her classroom today ! Then Beccah piggybacked me then rest of the way ! It was fun. Then I wanted to try piggybacking beccah. So I asked her to hop on. She did, &amp;amp; I fell down immediately. My legs buckled !&lt;strong&gt;OWCH&lt;/strong&gt; !! HAHAHA&gt;&gt;&gt; Beccah grazed her knee. Sorry &lt;em&gt;hunny bunny&lt;/em&gt; ! Since debate season is on again, I think I shall call her affectionate names again ! +beams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I saw dorkie training. I saw her doing whatchamacallits. erh? Wall sitting? yeah. anyway, i decided to sit on her to give her more of a challenge :D Funn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Beccah &amp; audrey have scrabble comp this sunday. At &lt;strong&gt;Suntec&lt;/strong&gt; ! That is a way cooler place to play scrabble ! Anyway, I'm not included, because this is a team event, and my team didn't do well, thus we didn't get into the finals. How annoying ! I won &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; my rounds oKAY. Oh well. Such is life. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REBECCAH ! AUDREY ! WIN A TROPHY FOR OUR SCHOOL! You scrabble geeks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ! You are way better than everyone else ! You WILL win. People ! Let's go support them ! I will be (: On &amp;amp; off I guess. HAHAHA&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Laura.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ps. Note to all debators : We shall be training every day of the week ! Come and join us if you are free , or we shall slaughter you &amp; fry you with frogs legs &amp;amp; RATS. And chilli. BWAHWAHWA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &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/7185793-109093954764816763?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/109093954764816763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=109093954764816763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/109093954764816763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/109093954764816763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/07/how-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-109050540321231993</id><published>2004-07-22T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T07:10:03.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need something else other than this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need more than within my reach&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to close this gaping tear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On my own, I beseech&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I beseech for you to understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I beseech for you to wait &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know what I can do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But will it be too late?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;aiyahh. I feel so melancholic today. Why? I'm so sleepy I tell you. I'm not thinking straight. Life is so mundane. SO MUNDANE. I'll see what I can do .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-109050540321231993?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/109050540321231993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=109050540321231993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/109050540321231993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/109050540321231993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-need-something-else-other-than-this.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-109041717304327253</id><published>2004-07-21T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T06:42:34.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yay ! I got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2nd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;for the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S'pore National Scrabble Championship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!!&amp;nbsp; And I am not a queen geek, &lt;em&gt;thank you very much &lt;/em&gt;rebecca ! Anyway, I thought I'd &lt;strong&gt;perish&lt;/strong&gt; on that day because I hadn't learnt all my 2 letter words properly.. Only to be told they would be providing us with the list of 2 &amp; 3 letter words ! Whoopdeedoo. The competition was seriously cool,coool &lt;strong&gt;COOL&lt;/strong&gt;. Very funn! So the first round I played against a guy called Teng Kah Seng from dunnowhat secondary school... Once he put his first word I knew he wasn't an excellent player... So I decided to &lt;em&gt;crush&lt;/em&gt; him !! Bwahwahwa !! I got one bingo, '&lt;strong&gt;ordinae&lt;/strong&gt;' which I didn't know existed or not, but I just put it down. :) In the end, I easily won with a score of &lt;strong&gt;462&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;with his score being &lt;strong&gt;158&lt;/strong&gt; . Total spread : &lt;strong&gt;304&lt;/strong&gt; points. +grins. Beccah, auddrey &amp; fensta all won their games as well :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometime before the 2nd round, &lt;strong&gt;Ms Kang&lt;/strong&gt; came !! [not to support us, I bet, but to go see a &lt;em&gt;certain&lt;/em&gt; scrabble geek...] Before the round started, she whispered in my ear : &lt;strong&gt;Hey Laura! Beat the pants off him &amp; prove that you're a cool geek&lt;/strong&gt; !! And I was like ' &lt;em&gt;Whhhaaattt ! Insult&lt;/em&gt; ! ' LOL. I was at table &lt;strong&gt;four&lt;/strong&gt;, and auddrey was at table &lt;strong&gt;three&lt;/strong&gt; ! Yay ! [ the higher your table number, the higher your ranking ]&amp;nbsp;Right next to each other (: She got a higher spread than me in the first round +beams. My second opponent was a guy too, called Al-gene Tan. I decided to &lt;em&gt;crush &amp; slaughter&lt;/em&gt; him too :D And for that game, I got a personal high score !! I'm so happy !! I got a score of &lt;strong&gt;550 &lt;/strong&gt;points ?!&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Five hundred and fifty points&lt;/strong&gt; !! That was way fantastic I tell you! My opponent got a score of &lt;strong&gt;200 points&lt;/strong&gt;... SO the spread for that game was &lt;strong&gt;250&lt;/strong&gt; points, and the total spread was &lt;strong&gt;554&lt;/strong&gt; points. &lt;em&gt;Very extremely&lt;/em&gt; sadly, auddrey lost out on the second round... AUDDREY ! I feel your pain !! Arf. SO screwed up because auddrey's kinda the unofficially best scrabbler! Then I think both fensta &amp; beccah won the second round...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While we were in the canteen waiting for the last round, a guy approached me and asked : &lt;strong&gt;How old are you&lt;/strong&gt;? I glared at him &amp; said Whyy? He said 'just tell me laaa.'&amp;nbsp; So I said fifteen. Then he went off to his whole bunch of guy friends, including my last opponent, &amp; teacher, and proclaimed my age. They were all super unhappy I thrashed their player ! Saying it wasn't fair laaa, not right laa... whatever. &lt;strong&gt;Knobheads&lt;/strong&gt;. Annoying !! haha.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;By the last round I was already almost &lt;strong&gt;hyperventilating &lt;/strong&gt;!! My brain was already burnt out by then !! I was especially nervous because it had been the last round too, at the Scrabble Open where I'd screwed up !! I was supposed to get fourth for the scrabble open, the last time, but I didn't because I lost the last round.. SO I tried to breathe, &amp; tell myself it'd be no big deal..&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The last round, I was at the first table.. &lt;strong&gt;ahhhhhhhh&lt;/strong&gt;! Talk about anxiety &amp; pressure. So Ms Kang / Mrs Koh whispered to me again : Don't underestimate him !! &lt;strong&gt;Beat the pants off him&lt;/strong&gt; ! Okay, I will . My next, last &amp;amp; most crucial opponent was a very &lt;em&gt;small, little guy&lt;/em&gt; called Chong Xiang ! So small ! He looked like he was &lt;strong&gt;primary two&lt;/strong&gt;? I actually thought he wouldn't be very good, because he was conversing with his friends in dialect , hokkien or something ? I thought his english wouldn't be up to mark. But suprisingly, he was really quite &lt;em&gt;excellent&lt;/em&gt; !! He was the best player I'd played against so far. But I still played &lt;strong&gt;better&lt;/strong&gt; (: HAHAHAHA&gt;&gt;&gt; He actually got a&lt;strong&gt; bingo worth 70+ points&lt;/strong&gt;, but I was still leading by 20 points after he bingo-ed :) It was really a good game, but I kinda knew that I had a good chance of winning, based on the fact that his command of english was not exceptionally strong..&amp;nbsp; I actually put the word '&lt;strong&gt;croon&lt;/strong&gt;' down &amp; he didn't know.. So he challenged it and got 5 points :) Then in the end, there was a disparity in his score on his sheet and mine...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We spent an &lt;em&gt;uber long time&lt;/em&gt; calculating the stupid scores up again to find the problem !! SO &lt;strong&gt;embarressing&lt;/strong&gt; because people were already crowding around, watching us.. I think people know my name now :) They asked me who I was and my score !! So then the &lt;strong&gt;stewpid&lt;/strong&gt; man came to adjudicate the thing properly.. &lt;strong&gt;HE IS SO MORONIC.&lt;/strong&gt; He added the scores wrongly! My spread would have been 10 points &lt;strong&gt;higher&lt;/strong&gt; than it was ! COW. So my score for that game was &lt;strong&gt;400 points&lt;/strong&gt;, Opponent : &lt;strong&gt;356 points&lt;/strong&gt;. Spread for that game was 44 points and the total spread was &lt;strong&gt;598 points&lt;/strong&gt; !! ERF.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After that I was really &lt;em&gt;quite drained&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;very sleepy&lt;/em&gt; and all. That round, fensta very tragically&amp;nbsp;lost her last&amp;nbsp;game !! SO so sad. Then mr koh came out to tell us that St Margaret's had an &lt;strong&gt;overall placing of 3rd&lt;/strong&gt; !! :) And also that I'd got &lt;strong&gt;second place&lt;/strong&gt; !! +grins. HAHA&gt;&gt; Super excitingly happy !! So beccah &amp; I went back to the hall together.. and I saw all the nerdy, geeky lower sec [probably] guys faces turn towards me, and I was like WOOOPS. &lt;strong&gt;yuck&lt;/strong&gt;. SO anyway anyway, Siu Hean presented the prizes :) When I went up to get my trophy, I also got a inflatable scrabble set and a pack of uno cards . Then as I was shaking hands with Siu Hean, he said : &lt;strong&gt;Smile for your teacher&lt;/strong&gt; !! Because the kohster was taking pix . Then when he was giving me the inflatable scrabble set he said : &lt;strong&gt;Get your teacher to blow it up for you&lt;/strong&gt; !! HAHAHA&gt;&gt; funny. Then, I couldn't be bothered to walk all the way down, so I just &lt;em&gt;jumped&lt;/em&gt; off the stage !&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aiyarhh. &lt;em&gt;Idiotic &lt;/em&gt;kohster. He snatched my trophy after the ceremony because he said he had to present it to me in front of everyone in school ! Dang. And stewpid beccah didn't help. +rolls. I am SO hurt ! Anyway, I asked him to announce Beccah's name as well, but he didn't oblige. +pouts. arrrh. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;The on sunday... +faints. The people we were playing with were mr koh's scrabble buddies?? Like what theeeee. Okay FINE. SO anyway, I played against a girl called JoBeth, &amp; she completely &lt;strong&gt;massacred&lt;/strong&gt; me. It's so embarressing !! My score was so extremely low... JoBeth is an intermediate player for goodness sake! Then, during the game she got 3 bingos consecutively ! I promise, I was fainting okay. In the end, my score was &lt;strong&gt;307&lt;/strong&gt; , to &lt;strong&gt;486&lt;/strong&gt; ! Total spread was &lt;strong&gt;-176&lt;/strong&gt; . &lt;em&gt;Highly&lt;/em&gt; upsetting ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then I played aginst a guy called marcus, and I &lt;strong&gt;won&lt;/strong&gt; . :D The third game I won as well, as was the fourth game... So in the end, I won &lt;strong&gt;3 games out of 4&lt;/strong&gt; ! Arh. So sad. ): But kohster said he'd treat us if we won .. 3 games? Was it 3? If it is then... HAHAHA&gt;&gt;&gt; I get 2 treats ! +beams. ooh. I'm so mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, I got an overall ranking of &lt;strong&gt;9th&lt;/strong&gt; place.. Which &lt;em&gt;completely&lt;/em&gt; sucked. But then again, my ranking was only &lt;strong&gt;4 places&lt;/strong&gt; below the girl who defeated me.. oh well ! It's the experience that counts I &lt;em&gt;suppose&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My hk exchange student is here ! Her name is&lt;strong&gt; Kitty&lt;/strong&gt;, &amp;amp; she looks like ... Hello Kitty ! harhar. She's really quite sweet and innocent - ish.. We've been to alot of places in S'pore already.. Like the &lt;strong&gt;Esplanade&lt;/strong&gt; etc.. Problem is,&amp;nbsp;I'm so tired &amp; sleepy.. I can't seem to sleep properly.. &amp;amp; I'm quite &lt;em&gt;exasperated &lt;/em&gt;because there are loads of things I have to do, which I usually do at night, but now my mum says : No, you can't ! Go to bed ! etc. AIyarh. And in school, if I'm seen without her, people will scold me ! They'll say : 'Laura ! &lt;em&gt;You so bad&lt;/em&gt;! Leave her all alone.' I have my own life too you know. She wanders off by herself with the other hk girl, talking &amp; chatting etc, or talking to other people, and I'm supposed to follow her ?&amp;nbsp; She just goes off! I spend the rest of the day with her, I don't have to spend every minute with her do i? But Im not like bitter or anything !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She was &lt;em&gt;so funny&lt;/em&gt; in tuition today !! I bet ms chow's eyes were practically &lt;strong&gt;popping out&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; she was forcing herself not to yell .. HAHAHA&gt;&gt; Funny. Anyway, I screwed up my exams ! I expected it though. I'm&lt;em&gt; probably&lt;/em&gt; going to get last in my class, but i'm not that bothered. I'm not going to weep,&amp;nbsp; because it's not as if I'd tried &amp; failed. I didn't try and failed. So I now know what I have to do ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I can't be bothered to blog anymore.&amp;nbsp;It takes so long&amp;nbsp;! Byeee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps. Sorry all debators ! I love you all ! The picture turned out really nicely !! I'll upload it after kitty is gone and then you can all get it from me :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &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/7185793-109041717304327253?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/109041717304327253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=109041717304327253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/109041717304327253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/109041717304327253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/07/yay-i-got-2nd-for-spore-national_21.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-108963655244896650</id><published>2004-07-12T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T05:49:12.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i haven't blogged for two weeks since the last post. I shall blog in point form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Had super, uber kewl nice dreams.&lt;br /&gt;2) Woke up. BUMMER.&lt;br /&gt;3) Sat for the exam.&lt;br /&gt;4) Finished early.&lt;br /&gt;5) Ate breakfast till 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;6) Slept till 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;7) Trying to study, unsuccessfully.&lt;br /&gt;8) Felt like globules of fat mixed together unceremoniously.&lt;br /&gt;9) Blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night. I like sleeping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-108963655244896650?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/108963655244896650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=108963655244896650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108963655244896650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108963655244896650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-havent-blogged-for-two-weeks-since.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-108955264330164230</id><published>2004-07-11T05:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T06:30:43.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Model UN conference again yesterday. Borrowed my blazer &amp; all the day before the thing! :D HAHAHA. I think I wanna get my own. It's kewl, &amp; I probably need to wear it a few times more.. Anyways.  &lt;strong&gt;COURT SHOES ARE THE WORST THINGS EVER INVENTED&lt;/strong&gt;. My feet were perishing, languishing in excruciating agony. Even before the conference began! Mr A. asked us to meet in school at 9am, then go for the conference which was at llam, so we could have time to practice our skit. I came harf an hour late. [hurhur]. As I was &lt;em&gt;wincing&lt;/em&gt; up the stairs with my coat held by my arms, mr A. saw me &amp; commented that I looked very Lawyer- esque. Thankyou then, though I didn't know lawyers walk like &lt;em&gt;constipated chickens &lt;/em&gt;with contorted expressions on their supposedly calm, intellectual faces. oh, and the day before, he called me an octopus. Fine okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practiced the matador thingamajig for a bit, then deb had to go home &amp; get her GB boots in lieu of courtshoes. Then Mr Lee came along to watch the retardedness of our skit. Later, when the humans home room was cleared out, as the rest went to change, Mr A asked me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr A: Who's in deborah's group?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Aphro. Oh, wait, I mean Afreen.&lt;br /&gt;Mr A: Why do you call her Aphro?&lt;br /&gt;Me: It's short for Aphrodite.&lt;br /&gt;Mr A: +guffaws.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erh, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Mr A: What's your nickname?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I seriously malfunctioned. I shouldn't have said what I said &amp; I am going to strangle Yy for ever giving me that name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, my nickname is &lt;strong&gt;Laurier&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mr A: +eyes pop out. Laurier? +Guffaws louder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I had to take down lee's # as I was supposed to call him when we got there or so. It was raining at that time, &amp; they sent us out to take a cab. As we were waiting to flag one down, each carrying our own umbrellas, I commented pretty loudly, "Mr Anthony is such a &lt;strong&gt;chauvanist pig&lt;/strong&gt;! Sending 5 girls into the rain, squashed in one cab... blahblahblah." Then, about 5 seconds after I finished ranting, I turned around. Mr A was staring at me goggle eyed. OOPS. Shucks. I'm going to&lt;strong&gt; fail &lt;/strong&gt;my social studies now! Major booboo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got there alright, a tad late though. When we got there, Jaspreet asked the RJC girl, "Can you get me a plastic bag now. I need it for my umbrella." And I was like &lt;strong&gt;HUHHH&lt;/strong&gt;?? She's not your servant you know! The RJC girl said, "oh, sorry, I don't think we have one," , upon which Jaspreet threw her a frosty stare &amp; said. 'But I need my plastic bag!" Okay, fine, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into the Lecture theature &amp; the conference began. Very fun &amp; engaging. Harf of them are debators which I recognize from the debate champioinships. However, there was a bit of a discrepancy in the alliances formed between countries. All the &lt;strong&gt;major schools &lt;/strong&gt;like RGS, ACS [I], MGS, SCGS, RI all ganged up together, regardless of their country, more based on friendships. For example, China is a &lt;em&gt;traditionally conservative &lt;/em&gt;country, but it was teamed up with a group which posed very liberal ideas. SO one delegate actually asked : Is China really &lt;strong&gt;liberalized?&lt;/strong&gt; Or are the delegates liberalizing China? The other block, were teams from neighbourhood or partly autonomous schools, like, anderson &amp; convent schools, acs [B] &amp; us. Glad to have the debate championship winners on my side! Both the mushroom guy &amp; the other one where there. oh, &amp; I got an official looking tag that said : Laura Chew, General Assembly. HARHARAHAR&gt; It's super nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point, there were three main groups: The &lt;strong&gt;Romania block&lt;/strong&gt;, [mine], the &lt;strong&gt;China block &lt;/strong&gt;[themajorschools] and the &lt;strong&gt;muslim countries&lt;/strong&gt;, who were against homosexual rights. It was ridiculous. At first, many of the countries in the romania block asked to join China's block, but were denied. It was utterly ridiculous. Both liberal blocks were generally similar, except that they proposed for a committee of 5 members &amp; 15 rotational members to discuss homosexual rights. We proposed equal representation, because it could be detrimental to countried involved. For instance, if one country were to be selected from South East Asia, it might be a country like thailand. This compromises the situation of muslim majority countries because they are not as liberal as the country representing them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it got to a point where it was obvious that the third group, the muslim countries, whould decide which legislation was to be passed. Whichever side they chose to be on, the China block or Romania block, would eventually be successful. so, Thailand got desperate. SO&lt;strong&gt; FUNNYYY&lt;/strong&gt;!. He just went up &amp; said. "&lt;strong&gt;Muslim countries. We want you. We need you.&lt;/strong&gt; " etc. so hilarious. But the thailand representitive was so controversial! It got quite rude after awhile actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we found out the whole UN conference was to end at 10:30 pm. +faints. I kept calling Mr A. during the unmoderated caucus to force him to let us go orf. HAHAA. So we cut it &amp; left once the debate was over. We didn't stay for the skit &amp; dinner etc. Mr Lee came to pick us up! harhar. He looks so funny with his super-high-up bag. Later he sms-ed me: Laura, msg me when you get home safely. mrlee. HAHAHA. I &lt;strong&gt;didn't reply&lt;/strong&gt;. :D Because it wasn't my phone or my number that I was using. Anyway, im going to get a &lt;strong&gt;phone &lt;/strong&gt;soon. Right after exams. Yipeee! Daddy is a nice, nice man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i think I &lt;strong&gt;screwed up &lt;/strong&gt;exams. I honestly didn't study everything till the night before. SO I won't do well &amp; don't expect me to. AIIYAHHH. oh welll. I can't help whats been done, but I can work towards changing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up next week there are the &lt;strong&gt;scrabble nationals.&lt;/strong&gt; +faints. I shall be sacrificing myself for beccah's sake, joining the 'C' div, because I know she really wants to &amp; I don't want to put a damper on her enthusiasm. So we shall do it &lt;strong&gt;together&lt;/strong&gt;! whoopdeedoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, There's the &lt;strong&gt;debating championships&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;em&gt;Beccah's debating with me&lt;/em&gt;!!!!! &lt;strong&gt;YAYYYYYYYY&lt;/strong&gt;. +screams for joy. Oh, happy happy Laura. Along with us are : Clara, Sharon &amp; Cynthia. Sharon &amp; Cynthia are the reserves. And ms shen told me I'm &lt;strong&gt;team captain&lt;/strong&gt;! whoopdeedoo. This time, it's eight minute long &amp; has points of information. +faints. So we shall have to start training ALOT, really soon. I really miss Charity Kirsten &amp; Sophiaaaa! If only they could join! +pouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were the &lt;strong&gt;MC-for-speech-day auditions&lt;/strong&gt;... I arrived late, but it didn't really matter... I didn't want to up till Yy told me abt the buffet!! YUMYUMYUM. So I read &amp; they clapped (: Whoopdeedoo. Dorkie was up there doing the PA system! the mr koh told us they'd inform us of their decision after exams. But anyway, &lt;em&gt;all in vain&lt;/em&gt;, becuz ms shen told me they're picking sec two's to save the MC training. Oh well. It would have been fun. I &lt;strong&gt;hope &lt;/strong&gt;kohster changes his mind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed up for the &lt;strong&gt;HongKong exchange programme&lt;/strong&gt;! Whoopdeedooo. funfunfun. And the teachers in charge are ms shen &amp; ms lee, both of whom are really nice :D Liz &amp; I are the only sec 3's going though... and furthermore... The name of the girl I have to host is Ho Hoi Yin. Her email add is Ho_ho_yin@&lt;strong&gt;hellokitty&lt;/strong&gt;.com. &lt;strong&gt;HELLOKITTY&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!! +faints. okayokayokay. yikes. scaree. Looks like we have a lot in common... &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. I need to study chinese now. +beams. Aren't I a good girl? Ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-108955264330164230?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/108955264330164230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=108955264330164230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108955264330164230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108955264330164230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/07/model-un-conference-again-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-108834154612729986</id><published>2004-06-27T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T06:13:09.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boo! Went to the &lt;strong&gt;Gala Premiere &lt;/strong&gt;of &lt;strong&gt;Spiderman 2&lt;/strong&gt; today! &lt;strong&gt;Four&lt;/strong&gt; days before it opens officially haha! It was &lt;em&gt;super &lt;/em&gt;funky. The cocktail party started right outside &lt;strong&gt;Cineleisure&lt;/strong&gt;.There was the red carpet out, and there were loads of spiderman props, as well as a stage. Waiters were thronging the crowd &amp; passing around drinks so I took a lemonade. ;D Yummy. It was veryveryvery noisy, they blasted the music!! The CEO of my dad's company asked me if I would like to sing on teevee. I wanted to say 'sorry, but if I do, I'd be exiled from S'pore, all the way to Hongkong to join Will Hung in his homeland,' but I decided against it and so I declined very courteously. :D. Then &lt;strong&gt;Jean Danker &lt;/strong&gt;came up to me &amp; asked if I wanted a spiderman folder, so I just took it. There were &lt;em&gt;loads&lt;/em&gt; of local celebs.. But I only know some names, because they're mostly the chinese channel actors.. Let's see, Randall Tan, Irene Ang, Jeff Huang, Vincent Ng.. the rest all chinese so I don't know them.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after mrs goh chok tong arrived, they started the act. SO funky! Three pseudo spidermans &lt;strong&gt;abseiled down the walls of Cine&lt;/strong&gt;.. They jumped down from the top of the building &amp; pretended to crawl down! That was uber fun, &amp; I was standing right next to the rope.. Then there was a &lt;em&gt;fake explosion &lt;/em&gt;somewhere.. Then the actual spiderman came out of the firework things &amp; smoke &amp; started leaping &amp; bounding all over the place... It/he took pics with whoever &amp; I just moved outta the way.. erf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we proceeded to the 5th level, which had been closed off to public. There was a rather huge buffet waiting for us..&lt;strong&gt; Roast Beef&lt;/strong&gt;! Peking duck! Eclaires! Yumyum. So then the people mingled &amp; socialized some more.. While I just stood in a corner in my &lt;strong&gt;pink funky pants &lt;/strong&gt;:D Pink is supposed to be the 'in' colour now! At least, according to my fashion loving aunt, who seems to know more abt fashion trends and all more than me. I love my funky pants! +hugs. I was wearing my funky different-shades-of-pink-like-my-pants earrings, new pink handbag and pink adidas shoes. And I brought my unique pink sweater. Yay. HAHAHAHAA. And a white racer so as not to overdo it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and all were socializing all over the place.. So &lt;em&gt;annoying&lt;/em&gt; I think.The CEO's sons were so cute! As in, the media was all over the place, so they wanted to be on teevee. They actually approached the man who was loooking for interviewee's &amp; asked to be interviewed. Haha! Then when mrs GCT was posing, they slipped off, &amp; wormed there way into the picture. haha! so funny. The stupid 'cocktail' thing lasted 2 hours? +faints. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liaoliaoliao. People banged their hands against my &lt;strong&gt;ass&lt;/strong&gt; twice during the whole darn cocktail. I don't know if it's on purpose or not but... What THEEE! But they were cute. HAHAHAHAR. One was a chinese actor if im not wrong, the other just a guy in a suit. ERF. Accident? No Accident? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the movie was abt to start, they gave us all goodiebags. I think it's excellent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things in the bag:&lt;br /&gt;1) One spiderman comic book&lt;br /&gt;2) Spiderman notebook&lt;br /&gt;3) Smaller Spiderman notepad&lt;br /&gt;4) Funky wrist light that flashes red light in the shape of a spider&lt;br /&gt;5) Spiderman Lollypop&lt;br /&gt;6) The newspaper that exists in Spiderman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the newspaper &lt;strong&gt;super rawks&lt;/strong&gt;! It was the copy exactly like the one in the movie, you know, the press. All about spiderman &amp; stuff. It's called the Daily Bugle. Funky, no? Shall I give you spoilers? +grins. haha. It's a nice show! Touching.. Go catch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday yesterday, I went out with my dear &lt;strong&gt;xue-ie&lt;/strong&gt;! Missed her loads. First we went out in the morning, to taka. Then we walked to &lt;strong&gt;Zara&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; had a clothes-trying frenzy. Haha! Super fun babes. We were taking pictures of our weird looking selves in the weird clothes, then someone told us not to.. aiyah. But I'll put those pix up when I have the time :D. Then we wanted to have lunch. Wanted Sushi then decided against it. :D Xue wanted to eat salad because she felt fat. +rolls. haha. went to coffee bean, looked at the exorbitant prices &amp; the measly amounts, &amp; made a quick getaway :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;strong&gt;Marche&lt;/strong&gt;! Our traditional lunch place. +BEAMS. Ordered Roesti, Caesar Salad &amp; kalamari ! Yummo. Talked a lot over lunch ! :D And we &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; finished it all .. haha! Next time we shall! After that lunch, we went to taka again &amp; walked.. Looked at Sincere Fine Watches, which is owned by one of my father's best friends... I LOVE that frank muller watch! Then we went into Burberry. We say a rack of black skirts on sale. Price? &lt;strong&gt;$1290&lt;/strong&gt;. +faints. We walked by Louie Vuitton &amp; there were people queueing up to get in.. talk about exclusivo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed some food from the basement.. They were having some korean fest thing. I saw a cute bottle of coke, unusually shaped so I decided to buy it for Ms chow, to pacify her in case she flew into a rage because &lt;em&gt;LEA was ponning&lt;/em&gt;. HAHA. Walked to paragon &amp; got a taxi home for tuition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before I got to tuition, i was idly trying on my mum's Piaget watch... and guess what? The clasp got stuck. I tried to take it orf so many times till the skin under was quite raw, red &amp; sore.. So I just went for tuition with that gleamingly shiny watch on my wrist. SO darn irritating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got up.. HAHA. I made a booboo. I went in &amp; ms chow was sitting there. and then, forgetting that ms chow DIDN't know LEA was not coming, I closed the door. &lt;strong&gt;OOPS&lt;/strong&gt;. ahaha. So ms chow asked me sharply. 'Why you close the door? Leanne is not here yet what.' So I just said 'oh. Sorry. It's just that I'm usually the last one to come.' Yikes! Then I handed her the bottle of coke &amp; she was elated. she started reading the Korean words on them &amp; I was like 'you know Korean?!?!?!' And she pointed to the book she was reading. A korean book. +faints. Gosh. She knows 101 languages! So then we actually chatted for one hour.. HAHA. It was superr funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tuition met up with Xue again.. went to her club to go swimming :D. I was so &lt;strong&gt;super&lt;/strong&gt; embarressed in my bikini! I just wore my shirt till I was getting in the pool. Xue was wearing a hot pink &amp; black tankini and looked pretttyyyyyy! haha. I really wished I brought my camm! Stupid ME. Then we had dinner tgt.. it was FUN. Then she dropped me home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xue:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey babeh. Love you forever &amp; thanks for always being there! Thanks for treasuring the friendship we have so deeply, &amp; so do I. Even though you say we might not know what to talk about but the past &amp; our futures, I believe it's only right. I don't know much of your daily life &amp; it's a pity, but it can't be helped. What really matters is that I love the silence, &amp; it isn't awkward. We could just sit in complete silence, but I enjoy your company, and that's important. You already know me, &amp; I you, &amp; what we have is special. If we've lasted this long as best friends without being together in the same school or class for 5 years, I'm sure we can hold on for another 10 years more. And if we can get into the same JC, university... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beccah:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey dahhlinks! You're my other best friend. I love it that I can share anything with you &amp; we can talk about important stuff, about people, about things that are important to us. Thankyou for being so fun; you've made my life in St Margs enjoyable! You're my companion in almost everything: Debate, scrabble... I really enjoy sparring with you verbally! I know I may tease you a lot &amp; diss you &amp; all, but I really LOVE you! +BEAMS. If I ever get irritating dont' hate me :D. Thankyou too for seeing me cry &amp; helping me through that :D I know we want to go to different JC's but don't let that get in the way kays? [and I want my letter!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dorkie:&lt;/strong&gt; Dorcas! My funky tracker! I loveyou &amp; your corniness &amp; niceness! Thankyou for being there a lot of the time: Like always willing to take the bus with me whenever I had to, and still go on your own route.. Thankyou for accompanying me!!! Yuo're a sweetie. and I've known you for one &amp; a harf years now! butbutbutBUT. I realised sumth that day beccah, you &amp; I took a cab to PS. Beccah said, 'you dunno Dorcas well enough to know that she's angry arh?' Or sumth like that. I do, don't know you as well as I would like i think. Or maybe I never see you flare up that often. As in, I know sometimes ur angry, but I can't tell at the point you get angry. Am I making sense? Anyway, I love you and you're funky. Funky dorkie. Funky dorkie hamster. HAHAA. Shall be calling you up lots after the exams yeah! And sorry ant your letter... shall write when I have time yepyep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey dear twinsie! Hyper &amp; hipper! +BEAMS. It's getting to be your one year anniversary in St Margs now! :D Hope you've loved it here.. I remember finding you veryvery familiar when I first saw you.. no wonder. Isn't it strange too that your name is my favourite word?? HAAHAHAHA. I love you twinsie! You can continue plucking at my leg hairs if you want. :D Just not my actually hair. And since we're twins, let's gang up against Beccah! HAAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last person. Cant do the rest. LAZY mazy pazy dazy.&lt;br /&gt;Look who the last person is!&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;strong&gt;LEA:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello exy. How could I not write abt my ex haah? Thankyou for un-making me sleeping beauty in tuition.. [wait, not the beauty part] I've known you for 7 months! Yeah babehhh. Even though we're xes, lets still take over the world together :D. We ARE THE CONNIVING ones!! We shall wriggle our way out of math homework &amp; save the world from trigonometry. HAHA. Retarded. you are such a Lisa! We shall make nice vids too yes? Must go town one day.. catch a movie ! And stop hohoho'ing, you anorexic santa claus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALA. Long entry. oh, one thing I am very &lt;strong&gt;proud of myself&lt;/strong&gt;. I did &lt;strong&gt;2 chinese compo's &lt;/strong&gt;ystd, &amp; one today. Arn't you proud of me? +beams. I am seriously quite doomed for the rest of the homework though. I definitely cannot finish it all by tml. The math at least. And I think it's an idiotic idea to give us work not related to the exams. So i am studying here, and none is useful for the exams. ERF. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One worrying thing. I am losing weight. Either that, or my weighing machine is spoilt. I do hope it's the latter. I keep pigging out day by day, &amp; each day I wake up to find myself thinner than the day before. Yesterday I was eating stuff one after the other:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)one can of pringles&lt;br /&gt;2)Chickenpie&lt;br /&gt;3)two bags of choco coated sunflower seeds&lt;br /&gt;4)two pieces of fried chicken&lt;br /&gt;5)one box of oreo's&lt;br /&gt;6)two cups of milk&lt;br /&gt;7)Durian cake&lt;br /&gt;8)Barbacue potato chips&lt;br /&gt;9)xxx glasses of water&lt;br /&gt;10)Korean snacks&lt;br /&gt;11)Instant noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those were snacks, not counting the actual meals. I need to eat in order to studyy! and guess what? When I woke up today, i was lighter than yesterday! +faints. Even Xue says I look thinner. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-108834154612729986?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/108834154612729986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=108834154612729986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108834154612729986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108834154612729986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/06/boo-went-to-gala-premiere-of-spiderman.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-108796874033535098</id><published>2004-06-22T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T22:32:20.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dead am I. I am dead. 68 questions of ten year series A math trigonometry. In one hour. If I do not do it, I shall be fined $5 for every question not done &amp; screamed at till my eardrums burst into shreds &amp; be kept at tuition till past midnight. Tommorrow midnight. +faints. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-108796874033535098?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/108796874033535098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=108796874033535098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108796874033535098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108796874033535098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/06/dead-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-108783635942257343</id><published>2004-06-21T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T09:51:01.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>`__Bangkok Vacation!- ;D</title><content type='html'>ahhh! Back from Bangkok! ;D. Lol. We went to the airport via a &lt;strong&gt;Pink London Cab&lt;/strong&gt;. Quite amusing! His was the &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; pink one in S'pore. On board the plane I was super sleepy, but I'd worn contacts, so I coudn't really sleep, so I just watched a movie. 50 1st dates! It's kinda old yes, but I missed it in the cinema &amp; wanted to catch it. It was really quite funny, but I couldn't finish watching it, because the route to Bangkok is so short! +grumbles. bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beccahh warned me not to wear shorts or skirts that are too short, because it's a &lt;em&gt;conservative&lt;/em&gt; culture. My foot. When I went there, coming out of the airport, was this huge billboard ad with &lt;strong&gt;half naked&lt;/strong&gt; girls on it. &amp; practically every girl is clad in varying shades of indecency, with miniskirts that have slits, &amp; tottering in cheapo stilletto's... But I wasn't going to wear stuff like that anyway. Stuck to good ol' jeans! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at a hotel called the &lt;strong&gt;Pathumwan Princess&lt;/strong&gt;. I thought it would be very crummy, but it was really &lt;em&gt;quite nice&lt;/em&gt;. We stayed in a suite, so my 'apartment' had a kitchenette &amp; a living room, adjoing my room &amp; my parent's one. Very clean, &amp; I had a walk-in closet!! lol. And my room was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gorgeous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. There was this lovely &lt;strong&gt;slanting window &lt;/strong&gt;that stretched from the top to the bottom of the wall! +swoon. Furthermore, becuase we were staying in a suite, we were entitled to patronize the &lt;strong&gt;ExecuLounge&lt;/strong&gt;, which is basically this poshly furnished, comfy little lounge where you are served free food &amp; drinks any time of the day. Fantastic. So we popped in alot. it was funfunfun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right next to the hotel was the MegaMall :D Which made it really convenient! The shopping wasn't very good though. Everything there, outside the malls &amp; even some inside it, are veryvery poor quality and are &lt;strong&gt;garishly tacky &lt;/strong&gt;sometimes. It was soo difficult to find nice earrings &amp; stuff, because they were so ugly! In the end, I got most of my stuff from the departmental stores in the shopping malls :D. &amp; I got a pair of &lt;strong&gt;court shoes&lt;/strong&gt;! +BEAMS. It was pretty cheap methinks. $12, &amp; it is quite comfortable.yayy. So my feet won't &lt;em&gt;perish in agony &lt;/em&gt;each time I need one. Which is like.. in &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of feet. +faints. I think I've worn out my knee joints &amp; the soles of my feet. It's been walking, walking, shopping, changing, browsing, walking.... the whole day long. One thing after the other... But the &lt;strong&gt;harvest&lt;/strong&gt; is pretty good. I got lovely furniture for my room, which means clock, lamp, &amp; funky wall-curtain-dangly things. The shop that I bought it from was tops babeh!! I was quite crushed they don't have it in S'pore, becuase I need those stuff. It's fantastic! +whee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to take the &lt;strong&gt;tuktuk&lt;/strong&gt;, &amp; my brother was particularly eager to, for some reason, but in the end we didn't, because we didn't get the chance to. Too busy shopping. haha. &amp; in the hotel, I remember this caucasian lady &amp; the conversation she had with her taxi driver.. Quite funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Lady: Ah, &amp; what coin is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Driver: 10 baht madam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lady: I see! And this is for you. [waves the coin &amp; gives it grandly to the taxi driver like she's doing him a big favour]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Driver: Thankyou. [scowls.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; haha! I think it's so funny. 10 baht is like.. 2 cents in us dollars?? haha. But the way she gave it to him.. Like as if it was worth $200! lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. We took taxi rides&lt;em&gt; everywhere&lt;/em&gt;.. &amp; while in one we were stuck in a mini traffic jam, not that horrifically slow but still a jam, I observed the overflow of caucasions, &amp; the bevy of asian girls flocking them back to their hotels. Quite interesting really. I noticed this rather, let's put it this way, &lt;em&gt;aesthetically challenging &lt;/em&gt;caucasian male with his arms slung casually around two thai women's bare shoulders as they walked back to the hotels. Only, &lt;strong&gt;they weren't quite women&lt;/strong&gt;. I daresay they were transvestites, or &lt;strong&gt;men&lt;/strong&gt;. She had an &lt;strong&gt;addam's apple &lt;/strong&gt;for crying out loud!! +faints. And on &amp; on, the number of people flocking to hotels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an article in Bangkok's own newspaper regarding these girls, or mia farang as the locals coin it. They say that many of the thai girl's ambitions, or what they want to grow up to be, is to be a mia farang. To marry a caucasian, because to them it represents a life of wealth, social acceptance... Basically everything they are foreign to. They want these things so much, that it has become melded into a lifestyle, mother passing it on to daughter. And I was just wondering. Currently, US is the most powerful nation, [probably UK is too, im not clear, but whatever it is, a western nation governs presently] but if one day, China rises, Chinese will become the most important language to learn, based on the strength of growth, political, economical &amp; so on. China &amp; Asia might become what Western nations seem today, affluent, wealthy, prosperous, modern &amp; high tech etc. It is quite amusing to follow this train of thought, &amp; imagine that, logically, caucasian women might flock to chinese men, the reversal of the current trend. Some caucasian men who go to places like Bangkok for a quick fix definetly exist. Maybe one day, Chinese men might go to Europe for a quick fix. It's a very odd thought, &amp; a &lt;em&gt;tad&lt;/em&gt; unlikely, but amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we wanted to go to the floating market as well, &amp; I really was quite &lt;em&gt;keen&lt;/em&gt; to, but the distance would be approximately &lt;strong&gt;85 km/miles &lt;/strong&gt;away. Which if you compare to The entire width of S'pore being &lt;strong&gt;30km/miles&lt;/strong&gt;, is quite a distance. +faints. So far awayy! It wouldn't do at all to waste one whole day there so... forget it! we said. We instead, went to this place called the seafood market. It was hugggee. Gigantuaran.&amp; overstaffed. Tremendously overstaffed. Mum said it was probably because labour is very cheap. anyway, at the seafood market, you pick your seafood, &amp; they cook it right there, while it is alive. So we went down the aisles with a little trolley as they lifted whatever we wanted on them. We got one fish, &amp; I did feel &lt;em&gt;awfully&lt;/em&gt; sorry for it. It was still alive, &amp; it was &lt;em&gt;writhing &lt;/em&gt;in a most agonized way over the metal trolley. It was a long, slow, painful, prolonged &lt;strong&gt;death&lt;/strong&gt;, &amp; it's eyes were &lt;strong&gt;bulging out&lt;/strong&gt;. I really hoped my parents would stop taking such a long time to choose the food, so they could bring it to the kitchens &amp; end it's misery, but they took ages. Eventually, I'd thought it perished already, because it ceased movement, but it only gave a mighty kick that almost sent it hurling right out the trolley. I felt horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seafood dinner was very sumptious &amp; well cooked, but i just couldn't bear eating the fish. When it came, my mother spooned loads of it onto my plate, because I actually &lt;em&gt;quite like &lt;/em&gt;that dish, but I just couldn't eat it. My mum was pretty cross, because it was so fresh &amp; 'delicious' according to her. But I just couldn't eat something I'd just seen alive &amp; kicking a few minutes ago!! I know I eat chicken &amp; all, &amp; of course they'd been killed as well, but it isn't the same, knowing that your food was alive. &amp; now it's &lt;strong&gt;eyeballs are white &lt;/strong&gt;&amp; it's steaming, &amp; dead. +shudders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buffet breakfast at the hotel was lovely as well. I overslept the first day &amp; missed that morning's one, but the second day's one was just, i suppose as fabulous. I developed quite a taste for croissants there. Tasted gorgeous with jam &amp; butter. I enjoyed it not only due to the food, but the atmosphere as well. So light, quiet &amp; bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought, how &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt; it would be, sitting there on the verendah, quietly buttering my soft chewy croissant, gazing into the manmade nature around me, thinking &amp; daydreaming the morning away, getting lost in my own philosophical thoughts about society, religion, friends &amp; self evaluation. How wonderful to not speak but enjoy your surroundings, to feel at peace. Only,these bouts of thought were often interrupted, sitting there with my family.  I thought it would be lovely to get away &amp; be &lt;strong&gt;solitary&lt;/strong&gt; for a minute, to just be quiet &amp; think for a while! And yet, in the space of the morning, &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; muster up the superficiality to pick our way through the grimy, crummy marketplaces, raucously cawing out over sales &amp; bargains. It does make one wonder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, I &lt;em&gt;often&lt;/em&gt; expect new revelations to manifest within my daydreams, but it doesn't often occur. I think it's because I'm a &lt;strong&gt;dreamer&lt;/strong&gt;, not a thinker, &amp; those two hold a world's difference inbetween each branch of thought. To daydream is to believe &amp; for a while, be in a scene that is completely unreal, buoyed by &lt;strong&gt;imagination&lt;/strong&gt;. But no matter how vivid &amp; real it seems, it &lt;em&gt;remains intangible &lt;/em&gt;&amp; thus cannot be applied in &lt;strong&gt;reality&lt;/strong&gt;. Daydreams are wisps of longing, &amp; those who daydream are shrouded in their own fantasy. Thinkers, however, question the mind &amp; it's mechanism. Or anything, for that matter, They &lt;em&gt;unravel secrets that people often take for granted&lt;/em&gt;, so overused or worn that it has disappeared from the rim of their consciousness. I believe it is where great, philosophical thought are born. I wish I could be both, &amp; both are no doubt thoughts, &amp; manifestations of the mind, but they differ from their varied planes of thought, &amp; just as undoubtedly, i think I lean heavily towards the lower plane. &lt;strong&gt;I think thought &amp; imagination are the two greatest, most priceless luxuries, that don't cost a cent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urg. I'm digressing here. anyway. I wanted to get a lovely, &lt;strong&gt;skimpy bikini for beccahh&lt;/strong&gt;, but to no avail. Did I mention the quality of the items there are terrible? I mean, there were some really nice ones, but the material was soo awful that I'd bet if she wore it, it would &lt;em&gt;fall apart &lt;/em&gt;&amp; leave beccah [the poor thing!] horribly &amp; uncensoredly exposed. And then, some artist might &lt;strong&gt;kidnap her away &lt;/strong&gt;&amp; do a &lt;strong&gt;nude portrait&lt;/strong&gt;, inspired by the &lt;em&gt;dropping off of her bikini&lt;/em&gt; &amp; &lt;em&gt;attracted to the ethereal, evanescence of her white skin&lt;/em&gt;, decide to make a nude sculpture, &amp; then I'd &lt;em&gt;never see her again&lt;/em&gt;, &amp; I would &lt;strong&gt;miss her&lt;/strong&gt;. [despite appearances!] Yupp. So I thought I'd spare her that, but got her something else instead. We'll see how she likes it. :D There were nice well made ones, but not where it's cheap, so I decided not to get her $70+ bikini [which was how much mine cost] , only to see her not wear it, &amp; thus fall victim to the mothballs in her closet. I decided that $70 was too expensive to use as mothball feed. [Hah! Too bad moths!] I tried to get &lt;strong&gt;Charity&lt;/strong&gt; some earrings as well, but they were downright awful. Like, a huge flower, with a string which dangled stars, &amp; smaller coloured flowers, &amp; diamontes? So &lt;em&gt;ugly&lt;/em&gt; I tell you. In the end I just got her something 1/2 way bearable... Sorry Charity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the second last day of our stay, we had to &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt; hotel again, because ours was fully booked, &amp; we actually extended our departure one day. We went to stay at &lt;strong&gt;The Davis&lt;/strong&gt;! The Davis is fantastically posh. It's a boutique hotel, &amp; each room is designed a different way. Our room was &lt;em&gt;bee-yooo-deee-fuLL&lt;/em&gt;! The decor was lovely, lavishly furnished &amp; oh-so comfortable +BEAMS. I was a happy, happy girl. I wanted to take pictures of it but I'd run outta batt. +sulks. And I didn't really take much pix this trip as well... too bad !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day, we got stuck in a &lt;strong&gt;full blown traffic jam&lt;/strong&gt;. WE barely inched forward in&lt;strong&gt; ONE AND A HARF &lt;/strong&gt;hours! +faints. I was so dying of boredom! Oh &amp; my brother... +faints. He is the WORST WORST WORST travelling partner ever! Sheesh! He gets tired out after seeing ONE store &amp; he &lt;em&gt;whines, moans, groans &lt;/em&gt;&amp; CRIES!! Weeps like a little baby. And how old is he? &lt;strong&gt;TWELVE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; Primary SIX&lt;/strong&gt;. Goodness. But I was supremely tolerant. I even comforted him while I had a &lt;em&gt;tremendous &lt;/em&gt;battle with my impatience. I even suggested going back to rest, despite me not wanting too. I'da thought he'd appreciate that but NO. He got MORE IRRITATING. He had an extremely annoying habit of &lt;em&gt;touching me&lt;/em&gt;. Just to &lt;strong&gt;irk&lt;/strong&gt; me. When I asked him to stop touching me, he put his hands veryvery close to my skin, but not touching. When I &lt;strong&gt;yell&lt;/strong&gt; at him to stop, he says 'But im not touching what!' Then he does that to my food as well. He'll almost &lt;em&gt;dip his finger into my drink&lt;/em&gt; when I'm unbearably thirsty, &amp; then say 'But I'm not touching what!' &amp; then he sometimes touches it, &lt;em&gt;'by accident'&lt;/em&gt;, &amp; says it's all my fault. &lt;strong&gt;'Laura moved it! I wasn't touching it!'&lt;/strong&gt; Sometimes I feel I can &lt;em&gt;happily &lt;/em&gt;murder the little insolent brat that he is. We're all tired &amp; returning home, &amp; he'll still go out of his way to annoy me. &lt;em&gt;Brothers&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day of the trip, I had a &lt;em&gt;really difficult &lt;/em&gt;time waking up. It was so romantic really, because my bed was place right next to this lovely, large window with gauzy curtains that revealed a lush garden setting, &amp; villas. And the bed was of the lovely, big fluffy variety. SO comfortable, &amp; I'm not one for waking up early. Anyway, went down for a quick breakfast, still supremely groggy &amp; not paying attention.  I didn't eat much, only french toast, sausage &amp; juice. Then I heard the news that Paul Johnson had been beheaded, over the large flat screen teevee that was on the news channel. Not an excellent start to the morning. It does make one rather pensive all morning. Wuite startling really. And his wife was a thai too. hmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride to the airport was&lt;em&gt; tiring&lt;/em&gt;. We'd got the travel van just for us, &amp; I'd wanted to see the sights one last time before leaving, but I &lt;em&gt;succumbed to sleep&lt;/em&gt;. It was 8.30am in the morning!! And the utterly idiotic driver... +whacks forehead. He deposited us at the &lt;strong&gt;wrong terminal&lt;/strong&gt;, so we had to trudge a good distance away to the correct one. I was quite peeved. And the plane ride? Hah. spent it sleeping away, only to wake up in pure agony. Why? We were landing, &amp; my ears were aching like crazy. It hurt so dreadfully much. Usually, I don't get it because I'm awake, so I just swallow, &amp; it goes away. But it built up as I was sleeping &amp; I was awoken by the &lt;strong&gt;excruciating spasms of agony &lt;/strong&gt;flashing their way across the length of my skull. ow. haha. anyway, landed &amp; went home &amp; slept somemore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. what a &lt;strong&gt;long entry&lt;/strong&gt;! +faints. But at least it's done. I don't think I coulda just gleaned over it anyways. It was fun!! :D But now it's super late &amp; I should be heading to bed. Nites!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-108783635942257343?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/108783635942257343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=108783635942257343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108783635942257343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108783635942257343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/06/bangkok-vacation-d.html' title='`__Bangkok Vacation!- ;D'/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-108722916260256943</id><published>2004-06-14T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T09:06:02.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lala! Can't see quizzes w/o doing them so... ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www26.brinkster.com/angelick/namequiz.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www26.brinkster.com/angelick/jade.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www26.brinkster.com/angelick/namequiz.html" target="new"&gt;What Name Should You Have?&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www21.brinkster.com/laurenn/" target="new"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Jade is funky? I thought it was the mineral that adorned the withered but botox pumped necks &amp; wrists of taitais. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/acidtongue/1036825674_opquizpure.gif" border="0" alt="pure"&gt;&lt;br&gt;pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/acidtongue/quizzes/What's%20YOUR%20sexual%20fetish%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What's YOUR sexual fetish?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pure. +BEAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.nyu.edu/~lap250/notanerd.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mewing.net/nerd.shtml"&gt;take the nerd test.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://mewing.net"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and go to mewing.net. a nerd utopia.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH! I am NOT a NERDDD!!!HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/dumb/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/images/dumb/d.jpg" title="There's nothing more intellectually challenged than the religious right." alt="There's nothing more intellectually challenged than the religious right." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/dumb/"&gt;How Dumb Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;A Rum and Monkey stupidity.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Flying off tommorrow &amp; haven't packed ;D. haha. Chatted super long with beccah dearrie :D. Called each other 3 times today?? haha. Tried hard not to bicker. +beams. Proud of us? lol. Shall be trying to find her a coconut bikini with the least surface area covered, to give her pale skin some tann. Or so. haha. Lets go to the beach in bikini's babeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-108722916260256943?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/108722916260256943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=108722916260256943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108722916260256943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108722916260256943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/06/lala-cant-see-quizzes-wo-doing-them-so.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-108713911764662953</id><published>2004-06-12T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T08:05:17.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! I &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; got my pix up :D. Image Station kept screwing it up, so I decided to use &lt;strong&gt;mypicgallery&lt;/strong&gt;!! hah! Wanted to add more, like last year's racial harmony day pix, but discovered it wasnt saved when my computers OS was changed so... &lt;em&gt;I lost all those pictures&lt;/em&gt;!! hmf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the &lt;strong&gt;RMUN &lt;/strong&gt;conference.. I'm not &lt;em&gt;exactly sure &lt;/em&gt;what the 'R' stands for but MUN stands for &lt;strong&gt;Model United Nations &lt;/strong&gt;:D Maybe it's Raffles, because they organized it.Anyway, That particular morning, I was suffering from some &lt;em&gt;peculiar&lt;/em&gt; kind of dizzyness. Whenever i shifted my head, I would suffer disorientation.. Erf. &lt;em&gt;Extremely&lt;/em&gt; horrible &amp; puke-esque I tell you. Anyway, I trudged off to school at 7.30AM to meet mr A. &amp; in the end, to get to &lt;strong&gt;RJC&lt;/strong&gt;, we &lt;em&gt;squooshed &lt;/em&gt;into Mr A.'s &lt;em&gt;tiny&lt;/em&gt; car. Felt like my hips were dislocated after that ride. +shudders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung around in the Canteen till they asked us to register.. I think Mr A. thinks I'm in charge- he asked me to go register the whole group, alone, because he didn't want us cluttering up the space. +groans. When I was queueing up, a guy trod &lt;strong&gt;heavily&lt;/strong&gt; onto my foot. Am I that invisible?? hmf. Then the registration person asked me: So have you handed in your item music? I &amp; was thinking: &lt;strong&gt;what item music&lt;/strong&gt;? Huurhh? We have an item music? oh dear. So I consulted with Mr A &amp; we said we'd bring it the next time :D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the item thingie, Mr A. put me in charge of it too.+moans. Deb is going to be the bull, one of us is going to be the matador &amp; the other 3 shall be flamenco dancers. lol.  After we 'kill' the bull, the dancers are going to go &lt;strong&gt;'o-lay!'&lt;/strong&gt;  then whip out a bag of lays potato chips. :D. Then we shall distribute it to the audience so they will love us :D. whoopdeedoo. The lovable polka dots! Mr A. is of the opinion that I would make the best matador, so i probably am going to be. But I dont want to! I want to be the dancers in their funky, colourblind skirts :D. Plus, I don't want to wear tights. [exposes all the &lt;strong&gt;cellulite&lt;/strong&gt;, you know] haha. see how. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the briefing. It's &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; amazing. &lt;em&gt;Really&lt;/em&gt;, REALLY amazing. You have to debate over &lt;strong&gt;every &lt;/strong&gt;single thing. &amp; I mean &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; single thing. First, you have to start with the agenda. Someone has to motion it, &amp; requires a second motion. Then, we debate over the agenda. The agenda!! Then someone has to motion for closure. Then someone has to second that motion. Then, we vote. We take a 2/3 majority vote. Then for closure of the debate over the agenda, we have to motion, once more, &amp; then have a debate over the closure of the debate of the agenda. Then we vote again. For the postponement &amp; resumption of debate, we have to motion, debate over resuming it, &amp; then debate over the closure of the debate. Then we vote again. &lt;strong&gt;Guess what&lt;/strong&gt;? We haven't got to the actual stuff yet. This is just &lt;em&gt;choosing &lt;/em&gt;what we're talking about. +faints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are the &lt;strong&gt;moderated Caucus&lt;/strong&gt;, &amp; the unmoderated Caucus. The moderated Caucus is when the parameters of debate takes place on a focused planethen of course, we have to motion, debate &amp; vote all over again. You need 1/2 the council to agree. During a speech we are allowed to yield to another delegate, a question or to the Chair. [So basically, if we see a delegate sleeping through ur speech, you can sabo him really badly. &lt;strong&gt;hyukhyuk&lt;/strong&gt;] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding the resolutions, we need working papers that are signed &amp; approved by moderators &amp; a proposal with at least 15 signatures. Then, we have to vote for discussion, the whole debate thing again.. We have to debate whether it is adequate to begin the discussion! [I should think so, after &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; the time wasted] Then we have to vote for passage, which is debating over the closure of the debate on discussion. Stuff like that! +faints. haha. It's so &lt;strong&gt;wacko babeh&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when the briefing ended, we discovered there was a VERY long time to wait, &lt;strong&gt;six hours&lt;/strong&gt;, to be exact. ggrRR! haha. So we were chatting idly, &amp; I was sharing with mr A. abt the oral exam. Then he asked me this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr A: Laura, have you ever considered acting as a profession or hobby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr A: You really should you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr A: You have that flair for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: Erh, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr A: Yeah! When you were speaking to me, you suddenly became the mother.. you know, her struggles &amp; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr A: What's your CCA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: Netball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr A: Aiyo! -starts to laugh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr A: Never join Anne of Green Gables arh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr A: Why leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: I was supposed to be in, but it coincided with debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr A: You really should you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: [thinking] Yes okay I know now. Please stop gushing, there are people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. In the end, we were &lt;strong&gt;TWO HOURS &lt;/strong&gt;past schedule.It was supposed to start at 2pm, but it started at four. goSH! anyway, that day, I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; tried to get along with Jaspreet. +faints. But I guess I was succeeding, because she thanked all of us for being a really 'fun bunch'. Jaspreet finished her presentation first &amp; came out almost in tears. Tears of anger. The judges said her material was irrelevant. She threw a tantrum of sorts &amp; blamed Mr A.. She called him up &amp; launched into a tirade of fury &amp; complaints.. fumingfuming mad. i just looked at her &lt;em&gt;sleepily&lt;/em&gt;. So what? I expected this. We were obviously underprepared. The she told me she's a person that cannot accept critism. &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my turn came after &lt;strong&gt;eons&lt;/strong&gt; of waiting, [at least 2 hours after Jaspreets] I found out my judge was the &lt;strong&gt;chairperson of the whole conference &lt;/strong&gt;&amp; we were doing it in the&lt;strong&gt; Lecture theature&lt;/strong&gt;, which mean this huge auditorium. +faints. She looked so snooty &amp; haughty!! So I read my speech, yadadada.. Then Yanlin read hers. Question time! There was an audience of 5-6 people. One guy. He asked first, &amp; directed the question towards me, even though it wasnt my topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Him: What do you think is the impact &amp; how do you intend to propose this multiculturalism when the cathonians are living side by side to this [blahblahblah, just sub in super verbose words]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: Pardon, could you repeat the name of the group of people? [Starting to hyperventilate. I didn't know who in the world the people were. I asked because maybe I thought I'd misheard Catholics or sumth.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Him: Cathonians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: Sorry, I can't answer that question. [Shhhheeeettt!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chairperson: -snigger- You don't watch soccer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chair: Well, your missing out. -shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, they asked about my topic, homosexual rights. :D they asked me &amp; I rebutted back &lt;em&gt;quite well &lt;/em&gt;methinks :D. Persuaded them of my stand so okay! Called Mr A after I was done &amp; he asked me how everything went &amp; all.. Being very lohsoh on the fone, &amp; I didn't like to tell him I only had one bar of batt left.. Then passed the phone: Me, to afro, to me, to yanlin, to me. Yakkyakkyakk. Oh well.I told him I was very 'stately &amp; poised' going in. I assured him I wasn't all &lt;em&gt;giggly &amp; girly &lt;/em&gt;if that was what he was afraid of. &amp; he found that very amusing. +rollseyes. Wasting my battery laughing. Oh well. This was just the appeal. The actual thing takes place on the 7th &amp; 10th of july, which means it's in the middle of exams. which means we're skipping it. The UN thing,not the exams i mean. pity. One of the afro's judges said that when she herself was representing Cresecnt, &amp; they postponed the exams for her. Poo. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that I returned home &lt;strong&gt;pretty exhausted&lt;/strong&gt;. Then guess what? I went to go waitress at my mum's restaurant :D.Funky doodles! 25 buckeroo's per shift! haha. Thought I would try it since it's the holidays. And earn cash too! yayy. haha. It's &lt;strong&gt;super hectic&lt;/strong&gt;, &amp; my mum's restaurant is super big, so it's like running a marathon. You have to be extremely quick, sharp &amp; strong. ooF. Pouring tea for just one large table &amp; I think i've pulled a muscle near my thumb. It's super difficult too, with the heavy, saucy dishes. And the one where we have to distribute. +faints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I tried to help, it ended up &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; catastrophically. See, I was putting this enormous plate of fish down on the larger tables, &amp; the &lt;em&gt;sauce cascaded like a waterfall over the plate&lt;/em&gt;. Onto the &lt;strong&gt;customer&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; her &lt;strong&gt;handphone&lt;/strong&gt;. mmhm. Chicken that I was, I rushed to hide in the toilet &amp; let my mum sort it all out. This time however, it wasn't quite as large a scale. I merely sloshed some chilli sauce.. ok fine, a lot of chilli sauce onto the table cloth. At least not onto a handphone!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from being &lt;strong&gt;linguistically challenged&lt;/strong&gt;, [horrible chinese] my other thing that I have a knack for being dreadful at is balancing. Why would I need balance? Mainly because you have to, while cradling a&lt;strong&gt; large &lt;/strong&gt;plate of slopping foodstuff that is piping hot, balance &lt;em&gt;precariously&lt;/em&gt; on one foot as you lean to place on the lazy susan, one hand trying to lift the horrible heavy glass plates in order to make space, &amp; trying to watch out for little kids that you could trip &amp; fall over &amp; thus scald &amp; get sued. All that while making sure you don't knock anything over. Yikes. It hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the &lt;strong&gt;queen&lt;/strong&gt; of the world.So worship me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-108713911764662953?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/108713911764662953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=108713911764662953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108713911764662953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108713911764662953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/06/yay-i-finally-got-my-pix-up-d.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-108687246074990705</id><published>2004-06-10T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T06:08:32.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up at &lt;strong&gt;9am&lt;/strong&gt; to the sound of &lt;strong&gt;beccahh's&lt;/strong&gt; voice. &lt;em&gt;Brutally&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;jerked &lt;/strong&gt;from dreamland to the sounds of her voice. +sighs. I'll &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; be the same again. &lt;strong&gt;Never&lt;/strong&gt;! Then, right after that, &lt;strong&gt;Mr Lee SB &lt;/strong&gt;called. +groans. Cow wanted me to come to school &amp; do the &lt;em&gt;stupid UN thing&lt;/em&gt;.. asked me to come at &lt;strong&gt;1pm&lt;/strong&gt; but I had to go with beccahh.. So I told him I have Scrabble training at 1.. Then he went "Mr &lt;em&gt;Koh, whhat time is Scrabble? 1.30 ahh? okay&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;strong&gt;ahhh&lt;/strong&gt;. So my bluff was called. urg. Didn't want to see him. Anyway, it was a &lt;em&gt;complete&lt;/em&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;total&lt;/strong&gt; waste of the morning. +grumbles. I wasn't late on purpose... I &lt;em&gt;rushed&lt;/em&gt; all the way till I felt my lungs were going to &lt;strong&gt;pop&lt;/strong&gt; out of my mouth &amp; &lt;em&gt;spill&lt;/em&gt; all over the floor, &lt;em&gt;writhing&lt;/em&gt; in sheer agony. I &lt;em&gt;ran&lt;/em&gt;. I &lt;strong&gt;RAN&lt;/strong&gt;. urg. Went up &amp; down &lt;strong&gt;3 stories &lt;/strong&gt;but she wasn't there. Contemplated going in myself, but I don't like watching movies alone, &amp; I thought she'd be&lt;strong&gt; mad &lt;/strong&gt;if I went w/o her so I just hung around. if she had just waited &lt;em&gt;FIVE MORE MINUTES&lt;/em&gt;... Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a &lt;em&gt;sleepy &lt;/em&gt;comic reading session in the library. Wanted to sleep &lt;strong&gt;SOOO&lt;/strong&gt; badly... Nodding off... Wanted to polish off my speech but I didn't know my passsword etc &amp; therefore couldn't log on.. urgh. waste time &lt;em&gt;babeh&lt;/em&gt;. Went down, saw &lt;strong&gt;dorcas&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; started chatting abit... lol. Saw beccahh, who had gone to watch the movie by herself.. Stewpid. Looked for LSB &lt;strong&gt;twice&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; both times he wasn't there. Cow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just went off to scrabble training.. &lt;strong&gt;Mr Koh &lt;/strong&gt;asked me if I was &lt;strong&gt;alright&lt;/strong&gt; again. I was like &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt;?? He said I looked &lt;em&gt;pale&lt;/em&gt;. I was like &lt;strong&gt;YES I AM &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alright&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;thank you&lt;/em&gt;. He asked me that on monday too! He was like Laura? Are you all right? me: YEs. Why? Him: You look &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; tired. okay finE. the late nights must be getting to me. See, I was supposed to be &lt;em&gt;asleep&lt;/em&gt; at that time. Oh well. then in the middle of Scrabble, LSB &lt;em&gt;poked his nose through the glass pane&lt;/em&gt;.. I was like '&lt;strong&gt;ohno&lt;/strong&gt;!' Not &lt;em&gt;particularly eager &lt;/em&gt;to see him for some vague reason. haha. Spent about 1/2 an hour discussing &lt;strong&gt;homosexual rights &amp; marriage&lt;/strong&gt;... Felt &lt;em&gt;kinda bad &lt;/em&gt;cuz I heard his fiance dumped him rightt? &amp; there we were discussing &lt;strong&gt;marriage&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;divorce.&lt;/strong&gt; Talking abt love between couples &amp; the divorce rates &amp; marriage as a basic right. oh well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I came back to the Scrabble Training it was practically over... I had to leave early to go to tea! hee. I said my stomach hurt. Mr Koh asked me to &lt;em&gt;go to the toilet laa&lt;/em&gt;. Then I said it wasnt indigestion. It was hunger. So he allowed me to skip scrabble &amp; go to macs for food... but no point, Mum was coming. So I left &amp; went home to change ;D wahahaha! I forgot to ask mr koh abt the LeXpert thing again!! arG. but I d/l'ed scrabble into my palm :D. Now I can play it anywhere! Only thing is that it's a free trial only. hmf. The actual one costs $40. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home I saw ms Chow.. She was &lt;em&gt;floating&lt;/em&gt; abt in her sunglasses.. ahaha... didn't even notice us!! Quickly changed &amp; rushed down.. Met them at &lt;strong&gt;Hyatt&lt;/strong&gt;.. HAHAHAHAHA. Lea was wearing a long skirt, which she was sososo embarressed of.. ahaha. So was Lisa. &amp; me!! Saw her short hair.. ahaha.. &lt;strong&gt;pweety&lt;/strong&gt;.. but i reckon she should chop it off more!! haHA. Walked to &lt;strong&gt;Palais Renaissance &lt;/strong&gt;instead of High Tea at Hyatt.. She said the place there was more quiet &amp; had less '&lt;em&gt;teenyboppers&lt;/em&gt;' LoL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was called&lt;strong&gt; Marmarlade Pantry&lt;/strong&gt;.. Prices &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt; exhorbitant but still okay. ;D I didn't understand 1/2 the menu!! ahaha. I'm an ignorant lout. Sumth like &lt;em&gt;fafela wrap with bruschetta&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;Caramalized bacon &amp; mozerella buffulo things&lt;/em&gt;... ... ahaha. So in the end i just stuck with the &lt;strong&gt;double chocolate pudding &amp; babana fritters&lt;/strong&gt;. ;D Yummy. &amp; Ice chocolate. Chatted alot! Yay! That was fun ;D We chatted long after the food was cleared away.. &amp; we had a &lt;strong&gt;camera frenzy babeh&lt;/strong&gt;! Ms Chow was getting embarressed at us '&lt;em&gt;teenyboppers&lt;/em&gt;'. lol!! ahaha. she rawks! &lt;strong&gt;Funkiest tuition 'cher everr&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went around shopping.. &amp; discovered ms chow's 2 greatest dislikes: &lt;strong&gt;Getting her picture taken&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;blowing candles&lt;/strong&gt;. ahaaHA. so funny lol. Then Lea, Lisa &amp; I wandered arnd for awhile.. Went to &lt;strong&gt;MNG&lt;/strong&gt;. yummy. Nothing much laaaa. Watched Lisa look arnd for us &lt;em&gt;blurly &lt;/em&gt;while lea &amp; I watched from the top! haha. Walkwalkwalk... then picked up by mummy.  Tired!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-108687246074990705?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/108687246074990705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=108687246074990705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108687246074990705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108687246074990705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/06/woke-up-at-9am-to-sound-of-beccahhs.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-108677249355987955</id><published>2004-06-09T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T02:43:16.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know what? I'm suffering from &lt;em&gt;late blogger syndrome&lt;/em&gt;. I keep blogging about what happened yesterday &amp; then, becuz I don't want to blog &lt;strong&gt;twice&lt;/strong&gt; in one day, I leave the the things that happened today for tommorrow. &lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;. But but &lt;strong&gt;but&lt;/strong&gt;! I shall &lt;em&gt;impede the gathering momentum of this vicious cycle&lt;/em&gt;. :D All by my lonesome babeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a  &lt;em&gt;+boingboing &lt;/em&gt;happy note, I have, ahem, &lt;strong&gt;completed&lt;/strong&gt; my jigsaw puzzle &amp; started another. The last one kinda took awhile because it had a &lt;em&gt;similar colour background&lt;/em&gt;. +horrors! This time, I am more ambitious &amp; have bought a &lt;strong&gt;500 &lt;/strong&gt;piece one! [Whahahah! Crazy Laurah! &lt;strong&gt;+Boink&lt;/strong&gt;] So now, if i don't happen to answer you online, it is all the jigsaw puzzles fault! ahaha. Either that, or I'm &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; away, in which case I'll put my status as away :D Okay good! Now we've got that cleared up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; I wanted to get those fasinating sea mokey things that kirsten got, to see how long they'd live with me.. But I decided it was rather cruel to play with a life, no matter how small - [assuming it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; alive] SO, I have got something else... I've got an &lt;strong&gt;aquapet&lt;/strong&gt;! It still lives in water, you still have to feed it... &amp; It's bigger too! The only, &lt;em&gt;minor&lt;/em&gt; distinction between an aquapet &amp; a sea monkey is that... Well, it's not &lt;strong&gt;alive&lt;/strong&gt; actually. Run by batteries. mmHmm. It's quite adorable really.It's supposed to be an &lt;strong&gt;'interactive'&lt;/strong&gt; pet so you can kinda play with it &amp; all. It recognizes it's owners voice after awhile &amp; responds to sound. Quite cute! I said &lt;strong&gt;Boo&lt;/strong&gt;! really loudly at it &amp; it gave a &lt;em&gt;squeal&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;indignation&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; darted from side to side, which means it's unhappy or scared. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried downloading LeXpert into my palm, but to no avail. Oh nut. I &lt;em&gt;just don't get it&lt;/em&gt;!! Very bad with computers babeh. I tried for over an hour! +Rolls eyes. But I got a whole lot of other stuff into my PDA... Like solitare &amp; other weird games. Going to ask Mr Koh how he or Elizabeth downloaded Lexpert into theirs. +sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My homeschooling is not going to well. See, I keep &lt;em&gt;playing truant&lt;/em&gt;![Here only &amp; not the actual school thank goodness] So maybe I should be suspended :D. ahaha. No I can't!!! I need to pass &amp; do reasonably well for my exams! Just need to pluck up my motivation &amp; get on with it. Oh &amp; sadly, eating &amp; eating has caused me to lose weight. Not gooD. Darndarndarn. I'm now 1kg underweight!! I'd say the time is ripe for some... really fattening stuff.. Like what? Chocolate? Icecream?? ARH. Laksa? Oh well. I'm going to try &amp; gain back my weight by the time school starts. +groans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. &lt;strong&gt;One last thing&lt;/strong&gt;. I'll be getting out of S'pore for the hols. :D Going for a &lt;strong&gt;shopping trip to Bangkok&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;em&gt;Really&lt;/em&gt; short getaway. Yippee!! Only thing I suppose, is getting away to a place &lt;em&gt;even&lt;/em&gt; hotter than S'pore. &amp; &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; polluted. &amp; with &lt;em&gt;worse &lt;/em&gt;traffic jams. haha. But supposedly the hotel we're staying at is &lt;em&gt;'in the heart of the shopping district'&lt;/em&gt;, with malls on every side. So okay. Means we won't really need transport then! Does anybody want &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt;? If you do, just leave a tag or sumth &amp; I'll try to buy it for you :D C'mon! Bangkok is &lt;em&gt;supposedly &lt;/em&gt;the realm of cheap things.. So if you happen to require a refill of your stock of earrings or sumth, then I will be happy to get them. +beams. [Seeing as I will be doing so myself]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bid thee adieu-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-108677249355987955?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/108677249355987955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=108677249355987955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108677249355987955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108677249355987955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/06/you-know-what-im-suffering-from-late.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-108666962722656461</id><published>2004-06-07T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T21:44:37.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Disclaimer: The following content has been found to posess large quantities of superflous information that has been acertained to discuss Scrabble. Those who are allergic to scrabble or display an aversion to it, please do not read on, for then it would be hazardous to your health.Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ystday we had scrabble training again.. Lately my life seems to &lt;em&gt;revolve&lt;/em&gt; around scrabble.. perhaps i'm &lt;em&gt;addicted&lt;/em&gt;. :D Anyway, mr koh brought his friends along: Cheah Siu Hean &amp; Elizabeth... Cheah Siu Hean is scrabble &lt;strong&gt;no2&lt;/strong&gt;. in the whole of singapore... &amp; &lt;strong&gt;1st&lt;/strong&gt; in Australia?? Yeah. &amp; Elizabeth is supposedly better than mr koh..  When we came in they were playing on some funky, psychedelic &amp; hot pink board.. with a &lt;em&gt;hello kitty pouch&lt;/em&gt;! haha. Very odd. It was Mr Koh &amp; Elizabeth against Siu Hean... who was winning. Hah. Then, we split &amp; played against the adults, who played several games simultaneously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played with Elizabeth first, &amp; lost, &lt;em&gt;quite obviously&lt;/em&gt;. Though in the middle of the game, Elizabeth commented to Mr Koh, "she's not bad you know," &amp; I was like "&lt;strong&gt;snort&lt;/strong&gt;"  &amp; mr koh said sumth to the effect of "yeah, I expect alot from her" or sumth. &amp; i was like "&lt;strong&gt;double snort&lt;/strong&gt;" whhhaaaatt?? I was losing by over a &lt;em&gt;hundred points&lt;/em&gt;!! In the end my score was &lt;strong&gt;319&lt;/strong&gt;, &amp; hers &lt;strong&gt;417&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Ouch&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next I played against Mr Koh for the first time... Poo. I was &lt;em&gt;leading all the way &lt;/em&gt;till he bingoed back after my bingo. Nuts. Then I was kinda trailing... &lt;strong&gt;Very close&lt;/strong&gt;.. Then near the end, I was only &lt;em&gt;6 points &lt;/em&gt;away... &amp; I had a 12 point word to put down b4 the game ended.. But oof!! He put down an 18 point word &amp; finished. So my score was &lt;strong&gt;379&lt;/strong&gt;, &amp; his &lt;strong&gt;399&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;AHHHHH&lt;/em&gt;!! &lt;strong&gt;20&lt;/strong&gt; points away from a &lt;strong&gt;meal at Fish &amp; Co&lt;/strong&gt;.!!! ahaha. Then he apologised for &lt;em&gt;'dashing my hopes' &lt;/em&gt;but said it was a well played game. +grins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we played doubles though there were 5 of us... haha. I played first while beccah did auddrey's homework.. +tsktsk. haha. When drawing tiles, Elizabeth &amp; Mr koh picked the first letter of their name, so it was &lt;strong&gt;'E'&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;'V'&lt;/strong&gt;. Then Audrey picked the last part of her name &amp; so did I. &lt;strong&gt;'Y'&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;'A'&lt;/strong&gt;. ahahaha. That was so &lt;em&gt;ki-yutee&lt;/em&gt;! Elizabeth &amp; I were on the same team... &amp; we won :D. Thanks to her really, because I'd gotten &lt;strong&gt;awful&lt;/strong&gt; tiles. 'uuuiirl'?? Didn't help that auddrey had all the power tiles!! Then later Beccah switched with me.. &amp; I watched the game.. ahaha. It was &lt;em&gt;uncanny &lt;/em&gt;the way Elizabeth seemed to block off every of Mr koh's moves.. +grins. Good for us then!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was making my way out to use my fone.. Then guess who came along? &lt;strong&gt;Ms Kang&lt;/strong&gt;. So I hurriedly slipped my fone back into my skirt pocket &amp; shimmied off to tell mr koh his &lt;em&gt;beloved&lt;/em&gt; was waiting for him. lol. The game ended really soon after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. &lt;em&gt;GUESS WHAT&lt;/em&gt;? what? &lt;strong&gt;I GOT A LAZY SCRABBLE SET&lt;/strong&gt;! whoopdeedoo. Scrabble deluxe. hah. My first Scrabble set ever! ahaha. It's wooden &amp; red. Don't really like the colours though. But when it can spin, &lt;em&gt;who gives a wit&lt;/em&gt;! yay!! Now I just need to find someone to play it with. Anyone who wants to get it, you &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; now, becuz it happens to be on sale. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized sumth. I can &lt;strong&gt;download LeXpert into my palm&lt;/strong&gt;!! Yee-hawww! ahaha. I'm going to the website &amp; see if I can do it. If I can, that would be the &lt;em&gt;funkiest ever&lt;/em&gt;!! Save for having the &lt;strong&gt;actual game &lt;/strong&gt;in my palm laa but well :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-108666962722656461?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/108666962722656461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=108666962722656461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108666962722656461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108666962722656461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/06/disclaimer-following-content-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-108658121789414899</id><published>2004-06-06T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T21:06:57.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo. Don't feel like blogging. No mood babeh! Went for the Scrabble comp at Nanyang CC.. Got quite lost too!! Finally found it, &amp; then registered at the counter.. I thought i was too late or sumth. &lt;em&gt;Phewww&lt;/em&gt;. In the end, we waited &lt;em&gt;ages&lt;/em&gt; before we began! The first match, I won, against a sec 1 boy.. I think he was pretty idiotic. He kept putting &lt;strong&gt;obviously wrong &lt;/strong&gt;words &amp; I got so irritated I just told him the correct words.. Next round, guess what? &lt;em&gt;Wrong word again&lt;/em&gt;. gosh. He asked me to give him a chance. +rolls eyes. My final score was &lt;strong&gt;368&lt;/strong&gt;, with a spread of &lt;strong&gt;177&lt;/strong&gt;. Yayy! It was looking widely reminscent of the school scrabble championships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when the kohster was announcing the pairing for the second round, he announced my name for the 8th table. As I was kinda making my way there, he went "&lt;strong&gt;Laura, stop dreaming&lt;/strong&gt;!" into the microphone. [he was tournament director] At the sound of my name, I started most painfully into a nearby chair. Ow! My poor knees! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my second opponent was this girl who &lt;em&gt;didn't want to talk at all&lt;/em&gt;, so i didn't get to find out her age. Anyway, I won that too, with a score of &lt;strong&gt;361&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; with a spread of &lt;strong&gt;182&lt;/strong&gt; points... I think that girl was very foolish.. She opened up all the triple word scores consecutively.. &amp; had the letters 'j', 'z' &amp; 'v' left on her rack when the game finished... I was quite shocked that she didn't even try to throw them off! Oh well. So my total spread was &lt;strong&gt;359&lt;/strong&gt; points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Koh has a habit of calling our names through the microphone. After the second game, he went "Will Audrey, Rebecca &amp; Laura please come to the stage now?" &amp; we were groaning. We were all the way at the back of the hall!! &amp; then we trudged there, only to discover all he needed was a calculator, &amp; that he'd already borrowed one. &lt;em&gt;erh yeah&lt;/em&gt;. I was freaking out by the 3rd game already.. &lt;em&gt;Sleepy babeh&lt;/em&gt;! I don't think I have a partcularly wide attention span! &amp; my poor bottom was numb. I don't usually sit down that much! I think I bruised it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my 3rd opponent was this friendly malay girl who was the same age as me... We talked &lt;em&gt;quite a bit&lt;/em&gt; &amp; she told me she'd been playing since sec one! Urg. I just started scrabble this year babeh. So, she tried to put a bingo on the 1st move- 'keyings' &amp; I almost started &lt;strong&gt;hyperventilating&lt;/strong&gt;! Just right after I said challenge, mr koh came streaking by, saying there's no such word. Yippee!!! &lt;em&gt;Almost&lt;/em&gt; died there. I got really nervous, becuz I thought she was winning.. Put down a word called 'emo' which i thought existed... darn! Later on, she got a &lt;strong&gt;bingo&lt;/strong&gt;.. oomf! I the end, it was &lt;em&gt;reallyreally&lt;/em&gt; close, but i lost by 6 points. AHHHHHHHH! I got panicky, VERY panicky towards the end, so put really lousy words down. Very odd words. AHHHH! &lt;strong&gt;I'm still beating myself up over that.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr koh said i &lt;em&gt;should have won&lt;/em&gt;. +screams. Then of course, as usual, he rubbed it in... +sighs. But later he told me that if i hadn't lost, I would have gotten &lt;strong&gt;4th position&lt;/strong&gt;!! ahh! Auddrey &amp; beccahh got 12th &amp; 11th place respectively, becuz they won all their games. +beams. Yayyyy! Congrats! :D. ahaha.. pro players whaT.. I was &lt;em&gt;veryveryverY&lt;/em&gt; miserable!! urg. Can u imagine? I made a &lt;em&gt;few stupid moves &lt;/em&gt;&amp; now... I thought I would be &lt;strong&gt;unrated&lt;/strong&gt; becuz the kohster didn't tell me otherwise... So during prize presentation, I gave another start when I heard my name being called.. 18th position. Oh well. That really bites!! But mr koh said I had potential &amp; that he &lt;em&gt;wants me in his team next year &lt;/em&gt;:D. Oh well. what's done is done &amp; I shall not bother anymore! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got off to a &lt;strong&gt;bad start &lt;/strong&gt;today. I think I missed the UN meeting? Beccah &amp; I were supposedly going for a movie but we didn't get to arrange properly.. +sighs.  I was actually going to go in between UN &amp; scrabble... But seeing as i'm neither going for the UN nor the movie, I don't really need to go for scrabble... But I told my mum already. +groans. So now I have to go. ahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-108658121789414899?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/108658121789414899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=108658121789414899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108658121789414899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108658121789414899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/06/woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-108643788216809561</id><published>2004-06-04T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T05:18:02.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! went for ms chows yesterday.. No more tuition for &lt;strong&gt;2 weeks&lt;/strong&gt;! whoopdeedoo. Lol. All of us were so dressed up yesterday.. Turns out we were both going to watch Harry Potter! HAH! But I got to leave earlier.. +grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was actually abt 10-15 mins late, becuz ms chow let me off &lt;strong&gt;15 mins&lt;/strong&gt; past time, but luckily the show hadn't started yet. We even had to wait for it to start! This new HP movie is quite different from the previous two, obviously, perhaps it's the new director?? I think the new Dumbledore is brilliant though. I'd always thought he was more fun &amp; spontaneous, but in the last 2 movies, he came across as really old &amp; tired. I like the way it was filmed, as in, it focused more on symbolism etc. haha. I loved the scene where a &lt;em&gt;lone leaf just swirled to the ground&lt;/em&gt;. Don't ask me why!! I just liked he animation there. :D The choir at the start of the show was lovely as well. Enjoyed that ;D I just wish they could've had more than one quidditch match! hee. That was pretty funky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urg. &lt;strong&gt;Scrabble Open tommorrow&lt;/strong&gt;! And I'm completely unprepared &amp; &lt;em&gt;totally lousy &lt;/em&gt;as well, i might add. Coupled with the fact my 2 letter words are a tad foggy in my memory, it doesn't make a particularly jubilant forsight of whats going to take place tommorrow!! I don't like going into sumth knowing I may very likely lose.. Oh well. Going to polish up on my 2 letter words &amp; learn selected 3 letter ones. Hope I don't freak out tml! &lt;strong&gt;Wish me luck babeh&lt;/strong&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy, hapyy note, I've finished piecing together my jigsaw puzzle. :D HAH! It looks &lt;strong&gt;positively cute&lt;/strong&gt;! It's a picture of a sleeping, fat puppy, with a little bunny sprawled atop it. It's really ki-yutE! ahaha. The background pieces were &lt;em&gt;really hard to fit&lt;/em&gt;, becuz they basically looked the same. But anyway, I still managed to finish it! I think I shall go buy a new jigsaw to do; maybe a 500 piece this time. But let's not get too ambitious shall we? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't touched a bit of work yet!! I plan to start work next week like a school week, except a tad later ;D. My homeschooling shall start at 9am. Recess shall be at 12pm-1pm, &amp; school shall end at 3pm. Yayy! Then I shall &lt;strong&gt;rot the rest of the day &lt;/strong&gt;without having my guilty conscience nagging away at me :D! And my room shall be &lt;em&gt;NEAT&lt;/em&gt;, so as to prove to &lt;em&gt;thepeopleupthere&lt;/em&gt; that I &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; keep my room neat &amp; tidy , therefore having a very organized life, &amp; therefore allowing me to get a &lt;strong&gt;Cat&lt;/strong&gt; and/or a &lt;strong&gt;Handphone&lt;/strong&gt; and/or a &lt;strong&gt;Teevee&lt;/strong&gt;. Oof! Pretty important stuff yea. &lt;em&gt;KEEP MY ROOM NEAT!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good [or maybe not so good] thing about sleeping &amp; waking up late is: i usually only get one meal a day. Why? See, I wake up at 1pm, way past lunch &amp; since i hate eating after waking up, I don't feel hungry. Then, I usually eat around 4-5pm, which means I'm too full for dinner. This results in me getting a meal a day :D This only happens occasionally though. Anyway. From next week, I'm supposed to wake up &lt;strong&gt;EARLY&lt;/strong&gt; babeh!! I'm the &lt;em&gt;queen&lt;/em&gt; of getting up early!! I'm the &lt;em&gt;champ&lt;/em&gt;!! bwahwahwaaah &lt;em&gt;babeh&lt;/em&gt;!Lol.erhm yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-108643788216809561?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/108643788216809561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=108643788216809561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108643788216809561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108643788216809561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/06/yay-went-for-ms-chows-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-108625438247343190</id><published>2004-06-03T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T02:19:42.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey! About the last post... I am sorry I said it, but I won't take it back. :D haha. Really sleepy when i wrote that.. It was like 4am in the morning... ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left tags on dorcas &amp; beccahh's blogs to ask if they wanted to go to the LOTR exhibition... Beccah called me at &lt;strong&gt;8.45am&lt;/strong&gt;!! urg... talked to her in a very groggy way &amp; arranged to meet dorcas &amp; herself at the science centre... The ticket alone cost $16... I think that is a tad steep! It was rather fascinating though; must have been really fun to be one of the characters or to be part of the digital cinematography! Wouldn't it be fun to wield a sword &amp; &lt;em&gt;single-handedly &lt;/em&gt;defeat legions of ugly brutes? All the while managing to look nice for the camera. :D It's so beautiful to create your own fantasy world &amp; watch it manifest, as you live, eat &amp; breathe the illusion. They're lucky in that sense. :D though I don't fancy the &lt;strong&gt;extensive make-up process &lt;/strong&gt;they have to endure; thouroughly awful I say. To take &lt;strong&gt;10 hours &lt;/strong&gt;to get into character!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we left the exhibition, we wanted to grab a bite at the macs there, but it was super crowded. There were at least, i think, &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; schools there? &lt;em&gt;How can there be school outings during the holidays&lt;/em&gt;?? Fuzzy logic there. In order to escape the crowd we walked to &lt;em&gt;idon'tknowwehere&lt;/em&gt;, which was pretty near to the science centre. &lt;strong&gt;SwweeeEeeEet&lt;/strong&gt; beccahh offered me her cheese fries, as I was the only one not pigging out... ahaha.. she's &lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt; :D. Almost makes me not want to get her something pink &amp; pretty. &lt;strong&gt;Almost&lt;/strong&gt;. +laughs hysterically. I wanted to do something after that.. but beccahh had tuition &amp; dorcas was suffering from 'broke'itis so we couldn't really do anything... My mum was going to pick me up from beccahh's house so dorkie &amp; I followed her home. Plus, I have this &lt;em&gt;odd, uncanny feeling &lt;/em&gt;that I didn't pay for my MRT ride. Why? Becuz I just kinda trailed dorkie coming in &amp; leaving, so tho I tapped my card it didnt beep, &amp; was already green becuz dorkie did. &amp; I just sailed right after her, so the things couldn't shut right?? Also, I noticed the balance on my card was $5. When I last checked it was $5.80, &amp; I had taken 2 busses since then. &lt;em&gt;harhar&lt;/em&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So funny. In the MRT I started taking pix.. Can't live w/o my cam babeh! Gotta get a better onE!! Hee. all the way throught the route to beccah's house, on the bus &amp; wadevahh, we were snapping away. I &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt; got a proper pic of beccah, where she actually posed. She looked so scared &amp; nervous while taking it, it's SO funny. +laughs crazily. So ki-yute. I took loads of pix with dorkie, becuz beccahh decided to jaywalk, whil dorkie &amp; I took the overhead, so we snapped up alot there. We were shooting on the top of the bridge... Very atmospheric no? :D haha. People driving by must have been wondering: &lt;strong&gt;Who are those stupid twits posing for a shot in the middle of the overhead bridge?&lt;/strong&gt; All the while, beccahh was waiting &lt;em&gt;patiently&lt;/em&gt; at the other side, having already crossed. xD. So patient!! I tried to get a pic of her there, but only managed a small one of her fleeing away. :D +hyuk hyuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home.. Tried to start studying again, for the first time in the hols. +sigh. Not very good I tell you. got called away again to help drop off my grandfather's urine at Mount E. ... Not the most glam of tasks I tell you. +sighs. Stewpid. Imagestation is giving me alot of problems... so as of yet it's not possible to see all the pix i've taken.. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-108625438247343190?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/108625438247343190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=108625438247343190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108625438247343190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108625438247343190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/06/hey-about-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-108620536977893541</id><published>2004-06-02T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T21:43:49.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oof. Entry gone. Took it away only because she agreed to take it off hers. Oh well. It's unsettling but i guess everything's okay again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-108620536977893541?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/108620536977893541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=108620536977893541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108620536977893541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108620536977893541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/06/oof.html' title=''/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185793.post-108617436077340024</id><published>2004-06-02T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T04:06:00.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>testing</title><content type='html'>ooh. new blog! Sick of diaryland &amp; stewpid pinkie-lish. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185793-108617436077340024?l=inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/feeds/108617436077340024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185793&amp;postID=108617436077340024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108617436077340024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185793/posts/default/108617436077340024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inexplicit-enigma.blogspot.com/2004/06/testing.html' title='testing'/><author><name>`acidictears-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09093762723368140209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
