<?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-29759222</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:03:02.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crisscross-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29759222.post-116758158627913763</id><published>2006-12-31T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T08:13:06.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've moved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://la-vigne.blogspot.com"&gt;la-vigne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relink please, thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116758158627913763?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116758158627913763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116758158627913763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116758158627913763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116758158627913763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-moved-la-vigne.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116729335502044627</id><published>2006-12-27T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T00:22:01.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;206&lt;/strong&gt;'s Christmas gathering @ Larissa's house was a total success! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of fun, laughter and foooooood! Yay, my kinda party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really. It'd have been the purrrrrrrr-fect Christmas for me if it weren't for the exhausting and frustrating journey there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH, started like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, since I volunteered to do so, I had to lug the entire bag of &lt;em&gt;mahjong&lt;/em&gt; tiles out of my house, which were pretty heavy. And damn the ground, which was wet from the rain, 'cos I slipped and fell down the stairs, breaking several tiles into countless pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have no idea how I'm going to break the news to my father without him wanting to break &lt;strong&gt;me &lt;/strong&gt;after I have done so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had gone to replace the normal tiles with the smaller ones I have, I set off to NTUC to get the disposable utensils, which amounted to a total of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;$17.70&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; O_o Well, I only had $20 with me so the remaining cash I had wasn't enough for me to top up my EZ-link card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate because I was already running late, I decided to pay the bus fare with coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus took ages to arrive, and when it did, I was almost prevented access to it because the bus driver insisted the amount I paid was inadequate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyyyy. Well, for the record, I paid &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;70 cents&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;and that's 15 cents more than what I SHOULD be paying. But the bus driver said there's no longer a 70-cent fare, and that the least I need to pay is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;90&lt;/span&gt; cents&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Now, I admit I don't read the newspapers everyday, so okay, I might have missed out on news regarding an increase in the bus fares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not stupid y'know - a friggin' 30 cent increase is waaaaaaay out of line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could I do though? &lt;u&gt;He&lt;/u&gt;'s the driver so he has the upper hand and he could stop me from getting on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; cents more, because I didn't have any spare coins with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO IN TOTAL I PAID&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$1.20&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so cheated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then. I didn't know where to alight, and I ended up alighting one stop too early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, holding onto all the utensils that I bought and my bag, I braved the rain with no umbrella, and walked to the next bus stop and OVERSHOT the overhead bridge!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After five minutes of swearing, I found the entrance to the overhead bridge, which was pretty well-tucked beyond the walkway, got up the stairs (which nearly zapped all the remaining energy I had left), walked to the next bus stop, then was told everyone had gone in and there was no one waiting for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you told me there'd be a whole group of people protecting me la, QW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GODNESS FOR WEN JIAO, who arrived after I did and who so happened to be in &lt;em&gt;hong zi &lt;/em&gt;(allowing me to recognise her instantly), I got to Larrie's Function Hall safe and sound, albeit kinda zonked out and frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayyyyyyy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I've mentioned, the party was greaaaaaaat! Haha, being able to see all of them after so long in itself was awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lots of fries, fish fingers and nuggets :) And Liang Hui made us play this game whose forfeit was to eat &lt;strong&gt;raw onions&lt;/strong&gt;! I got to play Twister for the first time too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Sandy's &lt;em&gt;Tigger &lt;/em&gt;mug from Gift Exchange - thank you!&lt;em&gt; -&lt;/em&gt; and Qian Wen, the &lt;u&gt;organizer&lt;/u&gt;, got the first prize from lucky draw, hahahahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have another party! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116729335502044627?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116729335502044627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116729335502044627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116729335502044627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116729335502044627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/206s-christmas-gathering-larissas.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116720301507275981</id><published>2006-12-26T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T00:26:27.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is unbelieveable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sitting in front of my computer for half an hour now, but all I've managed to successfully complete on my computer is to open up this &lt;i&gt;Notepad&lt;/i&gt;, which I am using as a substitute for &lt;i&gt;Blogger&lt;/i&gt; 'cos the internet is not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even sign in onto MSN and my tagboard's not appearing - rawrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder what my father is paying $50 a month for. To have his daughters go berserk because despite restarting the computer &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;three&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; times, and disabling &lt;b&gt;then&lt;/b&gt; enabling the modem connection &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;five&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; times, they still can't get their webpages to load?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So okay 6/1 class gathering today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was a bigger turnout of girls this year - 7 girls, 6 boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to check out Mrs Goh's house for the first time :D It was huge and really pretty, which made the long and &lt;i&gt;perilous&lt;/i&gt; journey there really worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her living room had a real &lt;i&gt;Chinese&lt;/i&gt; theme to it, with wooden furniture and matching cushions, probably designated by her in-laws, who stayed with her husband and herself. The bedrooms were of a different, more &lt;i&gt;Western-ish&lt;/i&gt; style. Coated with pastel colours, they exude a sense of familiarity and warmth and we were told the cupboards were custom-made. She lived on the 15th level, so naturally, the view from her really narrow balcony was downright stunning. She'd even be able to see the fireworks during National Day in the comfort of her own house 'cos the National Stadium's just a few blocks away. And did I mention she has &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; toilets and a walk-in wardrobe with sensor lightings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't dare to whip out my camera to snap any photos, 'cos I was afraid it'd seem too bold and impolite. So, just let your imagination runnnnnnnnnn, people! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tour around her house, it was off to the Function Room for their lunch, and my brunch. We had pizzas, KFC, &lt;i&gt;kuehs&lt;/i&gt;, fish balls, fruits, chips, coke, juices and it was funny how Remus made everyone pick up a piece of apple by passing it around xD Pamela had a hard time finishing up the &lt;em&gt;ang ku kueh &lt;/em&gt;that we were all forced to eat, and it was hilarious xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mrs Goh was being irritating! 4 photos with the same people at the same place, but from different angles, lmao xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been rather long since I last held a badminton racket, so sweating it out on the (sad to say) &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; badminton court with the girls after lunch was nice :) The guys took up the court most of the time, and Remus kept trying to get the girls to play mixed doubles with them but we promptly declined because have you seen them play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly keep my eyes on the shuttle because they were hitting so fast. And so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;hard&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And none of us wanted to die young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 'round 4, we were kinda chased out of the function hall because it was booked for another function after ours. So we went up to Mrs Goh's apartment for the second time. Many left after that, but I managed to persuade Wei Ling and Pamela to stay back with me, with the assurance that my father'd give them a ride home - I didn't want to be the only girl left! :&lt;br /&gt;Played &lt;em&gt;Murderer&lt;/em&gt; with the remaining guys, and it ended pathetically so we ended up watching TV and snacking for the rest of the time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it ended when my dad came to fetch us home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, another party ended and there's only one more to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;206&lt;/strong&gt;'s Christmas gathering @ Larissa's house! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this feeling it's going to be gooooooood! Can't wait xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHEM. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err, before I end this post, I just wanna say that I believe Santa exists :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cos my wish came true last night. Well, sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished to &lt;em&gt;have &lt;/em&gt;Daniel Radcliffe, but Santa clearly thought it impossible so I think he settled with just letting me see him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I didn't exactly &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt; him; I dreamt of him - *blushes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooooooo - &lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU SANTA&lt;/strong&gt;! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy Boxing Day everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116720301507275981?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116720301507275981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116720301507275981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116720301507275981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116720301507275981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-unbelieveable.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116701641745428109</id><published>2006-12-25T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T23:12:59.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b125/aries_alice/Dear-Santa.gif" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I made this icon quite a while ago, and I think today's the right day to post it :) Comments, anyone? It's my first try, so it might look kinda shabby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Inspiration's from &lt;a href="http://colormered-cons.livejournal.com"&gt;colormered-cons.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had a really simple celebration yesterday at my 2nd Aunt's house. Everyone in the family was there, apart from my youngest aunt, who couldn't make it. Had a scumptous dinner, watched a few flicks (I can't believe how stupidly &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;War of the Worlds&lt;/span&gt; ended -.-), played with bomb bags and the like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then it was back to our homes at 1030 :) (I told you it was simple celebration!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/240213/DSC02134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/145605/DSC02134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The adults eating - the kids have been banished into the kitchen because there weren't enough seats xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/430249/DSC02138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/194556/DSC02138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The kids playing bomb bags haha. And er, the umbrellas... Don't ask me why they are there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas has been really satisfying for me this year. Being one of the older children in my family, I didn't expect to receive any gifts this year, but I did, and it feels really great :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of the presents are equally lovely, but Hsiang Wei's definitely the most touching of all :) Jerlyn's especially cute and thoughtful :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here's a special shout out to Aunty Lily, if you're reading: Thanks a lot for the top! Hope it didn't cause you any trouble :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And thanks to all who sent their wishes! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm due to be at my 3rd Aunt's house later at lunchtime and we'll be playing mahjong! Haha, I totally can't wait xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have a wonderful Christmas, y'all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116701641745428109?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116701641745428109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116701641745428109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116701641745428109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116701641745428109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-i-made-this-icon-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116676991873140975</id><published>2006-12-22T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T22:45:49.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Presenting your Christmas present from JK Rowling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mugglenet.com"&gt;THE TITLE OF BOOK &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;7&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:DDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116676991873140975?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116676991873140975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116676991873140975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116676991873140975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116676991873140975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/presenting-your-christmas-present-from.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116676049812451682</id><published>2006-12-21T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T20:08:18.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/584437/warmfuzzies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/310004/warmfuzzies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;谢谢你们，在我最彷徨、无助的时候，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;给与我支持与鼓励。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116676049812451682?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116676049812451682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116676049812451682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116676049812451682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116676049812451682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116675886337591156</id><published>2006-12-20T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T19:46:56.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back home early from camp 'cos I've been diagnosed with ligament inflammation in my knees, primarily incurred from over-exertion which were then worsened due to prolonged straining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't walk a step without wincing, while sitting down's a chore. And walking down the stairs has never been an even more challenging task hitherto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm in pain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't regret attending camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't an enjoyable one, no, it was nowhere near that for me. It was tough, demanding and exhausting for both the mind and the body. At some point even, camp got me demoralised because I couldn't achieve what I had set out to do; at others, it made me cry because I couldn't take the pain that I had to endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I emerged from it a much better person, definitely more integrated into Council and I've acquired several valuable lessons I doubt I'd soon forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being one of the weakest (physically and mentally) in council, it really struck me how important a word of encouragement is for a person who's struggling to hold on or finding it hard to keep up with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;加油&lt;/span&gt; was all it took to spur me on. The support that I received made me realised I'm not alone in this, that there are others who are suffering alongside with me and who will never leave me behind. And to give up, will be letting down those who were willing to slow down for me to extend a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the encouragement from everyone that drove me on; it was their cries of support which helped me pull it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Council :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm sorry I couldn't hold on till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116675886337591156?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116675886337591156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116675886337591156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116675886337591156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116675886337591156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-there.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116599808762445117</id><published>2006-12-18T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T02:31:25.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why did Bryan have to go solo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Westlife - Obvious&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cUWlgS4npYM" width="220" height="170" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, ooooh...&lt;br /&gt;We started as friends&lt;br /&gt;But something happened inside me&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm reading into everything&lt;br /&gt;But there's no sign you hear the lightning, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't ever notice me turning on my charm&lt;br /&gt;Or wonder why I'm always where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane (Westlife):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made it obvious&lt;br /&gt;Done everything but sing it&lt;br /&gt;(I've crushed on you so long, but on and on you get me wrong)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so good with words&lt;br /&gt;And since you never notice&lt;br /&gt;The way that we belong&lt;br /&gt;I'll say it in a love song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bryan (Westlife):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard you talk about&lt;br /&gt;(Heard you talk about)&lt;br /&gt;How you want someone just like me&lt;br /&gt;But everytime I ask you out&lt;br /&gt;(Time I ask you out)&lt;br /&gt;We never move pass friendly, no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you don't ever notice how I stare when we're alone&lt;br /&gt;Or wonder why I keep you on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane (Westlife): &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made it obvious&lt;br /&gt;Done everything but sing it&lt;br /&gt;(I've crushed on you so long but on and on you get me wrong)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so good with words&lt;br /&gt;And since you never notice&lt;br /&gt;The way that we belong&lt;br /&gt;I'll say it in a love song&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my very first thought in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my last at nightfall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the love that came without warning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark &amp; Shane:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane (Westlife):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made it obvious&lt;br /&gt;So finally I'll sing it&lt;br /&gt;(I've crushed on you so long)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so good with words&lt;br /&gt;And since you never notice&lt;br /&gt;The way that we belong&lt;br /&gt;I'll say it in a love song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Westlife:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sing it until the day you're holding me&lt;br /&gt;I've wanted you so long but on and on you get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;I more then adore you but since you never seem to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you never seem to see&lt;br /&gt;I'll say it in this love song &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/575392/end.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My biggest regret in life is to miss out on Westlife's concert.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's a regret, bitter and sour, always gnawing on my heart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And it hurts.&lt;/p&gt;&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/29759222-116599808762445117?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116599808762445117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116599808762445117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116599808762445117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116599808762445117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/why-did-bryan-have-to-go-solo-westlife.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116634779581205308</id><published>2006-12-17T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T01:46:54.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h8x00z3xilM" width="200" height="170" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Awwwwwww what a cutie! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladeedum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1723 right now, gak! Why is it everytime I'm dreading something that I'm about to go through in time to come, time seems to tick away twice as fast than it usually does?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oof, oh well. I've done all I can today to cram into my brain, the pledge, songs and cheers to the best of my ability and even though I can't say I exactly followed the agenda that Chewy and I came up with, I'm quite pleased with what I've managed to accomplish today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cos Chewy chose to disappear after going offline at noon for lunch. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm, let's see: I've managed to pack the bulk of the items that are required, with the exception of my medication, because I can't find them -.- And I need to find my hairband to tie my hair! It's nowhere in my house! Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheers were pretty cool, so it wasn't very difficult to get them drilled into my head. But I keep forgetting lines here and there for the songs which is absolutely frustrating. I had them on loop the whole day since 10am, y'know! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good news! I hit my mum up for Westlife's &lt;em&gt;The Love Album &lt;/em&gt;yesterday and she went out and got it for me - just like that! No bargains, no attempts to get me to do housework, NOTHING! She even bought &lt;em&gt;Allow Us To Be Frank&lt;/em&gt;, the album before &lt;em&gt;Face to Face&lt;/em&gt; that we somehow missed out on xD After camp, I'm so going to indulge in the soothing, even magical, voices of Westlife :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ha, I forgot to cut my nails, later!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116634779581205308?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116634779581205308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116634779581205308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116634779581205308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116634779581205308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/awwwwwww-what-cutie-xd-ladeedum.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116628724470464134</id><published>2006-12-17T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T08:40:44.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no idea why, but every single one of those who tagged had difficulty navigating around this layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chewy even said, &lt;em&gt;I bet those tabs were there to deceive people&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;'Cos she had been "pressing the colourful tabs by the side hopefully thinking (she) could get to the tagboard!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I've twitched the html code a bit; editted a few words, changed the font size and added a few arrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it's more prominent now! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116628724470464134?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116628724470464134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116628724470464134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116628724470464134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116628724470464134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-have-no-idea-why-but-every-single.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116628368566818581</id><published>2006-12-16T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T07:56:55.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I learnt a new word today! Thanks to Kae Yuan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Serendipity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the effect by which one accidentally discovers something fortunate, especially while looking for something else entirely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coolios~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway!&lt;br /&gt;I've been a good girl yet again! After a whole lot of procrastinations (which I strangely ain't feeling any guilt for), I've finally completed the 10 Math &lt;em&gt;Variation &lt;/em&gt;supplementary questions! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoopa! xD It wasn't very easy to speak the truth. In an attempt to finish up this assignment, I actually went to the extent of forgoing all the comforts I've got at home, to spend an afternoon at the library 'cos it is without a doubt that I would never have been able to get to work with all the evil distractions that I have at my house, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Chewy just reminded me how blessed I am to have such a comfortable library near my house. Quote Chewy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wow... Jurong Library? It's huge and the air con is good!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So yes, I shan't make it sound like it was a chore to go to the library. In fact, I'm actually trying to think of ways to clear the huge amount of library fines I've incurred from just 5 books so that I can borrow books once again. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Without&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, having to touch the money I've set aside to get myself a handphone memory card and Kim Jeong Hoon's album, so it's proving really hard to accomplish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggestions, anyone? I'd gladly accept donations if there were any.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I wanna watch &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Eragon&lt;/span&gt; too! Rawrrrrrrrrr. Financial difficulty! *pouts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmph. It's off to Council Camp in less than two days! I'm getting the jitters, and it's no surprise. Frankly speaking, I'm kinda worried for my well-being throughout these 3 days when I'd be away from home. 'Cos my life lies in the hands of the Senior Councillors and they are really free to do anything with it &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I PRAY that my migraine won't be aggravated while I'm camping in school. Keep your fingers crossed for me, will ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really hope I can survive camp &lt;em&gt;'cos I'm, duh, to young to die.&lt;/em&gt; But seeing how I've only managed to memorise the Council motto, mission and pledge, I have this feeling my survival rate is kinda low, if not non-existant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chewy's in the same state as I am, so! Together, we managed to come up with an agenda for tomorrow, and I'm really determined to adhere to it as strigently as I possibly can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Agenda&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;u&gt;w&lt;/u&gt; dead&lt;strong&gt;times&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1000&lt;/strong&gt; - Packing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1100&lt;/strong&gt; - Memorising of Council motto, mission, pledge and songs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1300&lt;/strong&gt; - Math &lt;em&gt;for Chewy&lt;/em&gt;/Rest &lt;em&gt;for Carrot&lt;/em&gt; xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1400&lt;/strong&gt; - Memorising of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ALL&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;cheers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1530&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;s&gt;Homework&lt;/s&gt; I'll be nuts to attempt the Commonwealth essay so it'd be free time for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know it's kinda impractical but heck, it's good to start with an assuring schedule - for confidence. And I've just realised that apart from being really organised, Chewy is really funnyyyyyyy too! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx Allyssa; class party! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i don't want loh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx Allyssa; class party! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;as in i don't want to do homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx Allyssa; class party! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid essay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chewy-Fei : Chewa says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chewy-Fei : Chewa says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i write it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chewy-Fei : Chewa says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's confirmed i will win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chewy-Fei : Chewa says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i wont mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx Allyssa; class party! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA STOP DREAMING LAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chewy-Fei : Chewa says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pooof*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chewy-Fei : Chewa says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just woke up! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love Chewy&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/29759222-116628368566818581?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116628368566818581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116628368566818581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116628368566818581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116628368566818581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-learnt-new-word-today-thanks-to-kae.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116619494522624903</id><published>2006-12-15T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T07:07:58.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New layout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really colourful and cluttered - just the look I wanted :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's pleasing to your eyes though, haha. And since I have added several new things (like the miniplayer on top and those scrolling fanlistings), it might take a tad longer for this page to load completely so be a lil patient alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since Christmas is just around the corner, I've added snowflakes too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm calling for comments so don't hesitate to give me a tag! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nowwww, I'm feeling real high! Haha, 'cos I've finally got Adobe PS&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt; installed in my computer thanks to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WANYEE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I no longer have to save image packs, which takes up a hell lot of memory space, or do the usual &lt;em&gt;Edit &gt; Define Brush Preset&lt;/em&gt; routine anymore! All I've got to do is to load the brushes and &lt;em&gt;poof&lt;/em&gt;! They are all ready for me to use :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my uncle's helping me get a webcam too! And once I get it, I wouldn't have to tire my fingers out on MSN - I just have to &lt;strong&gt;talk&lt;/strong&gt;! And I've never been able to carry a video conference with anyone before. Normally my MSN recipients are the ones talking while I reply through typing so I'm kinda thrilled at the thought that I can be the one doing the talking for a change :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I wouldn't become too lazy with all these technology that I'd be getting. Thanks to all my mum's constant reminders, I know I can't afford to be any lazier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's going to be spent packing up for Council camp and hopefully starting on the 10 supplementary questions that have been on my mind for quite a while already. And I hope I get my personal task done too! I really need some sense of satisfaction to boost my ego and add some excitement to my life these days. There hasn't been much going in and it's making me cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt; news have stopped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And trying to sign in to my &lt;a href="http://sixersalways.blogspot.com"&gt;class blog&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;an hour&lt;/strong&gt;, only to be reminded that I've been trying at the wrong blogger version the whole time doesn't help one bit to improve my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some excitement, &lt;em&gt;babieh&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116619494522624903?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116619494522624903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116619494522624903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116619494522624903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116619494522624903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-layout-really-colourful-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116618979875932225</id><published>2006-12-14T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T05:36:38.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In my house, having any one of us in the family doing &lt;u&gt;work&lt;/u&gt; at the study table willingly is an extremely rare sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I did it. I sat at the table all day attempting &lt;i&gt;Variation&lt;/i&gt; questions :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've completed two assignments! Wooooooots! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the practice questions in the lesson plan &lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt; Worksheet 6.1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been such a good girl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, all I'm left are the 10 Math supplementary questions for &lt;i&gt;Variation&lt;/i&gt; and the Commonwealth essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I have no idea how I'm going to complete before the new school term starts since out of the 19 days that I have left, 12 days have been booked for several activities/functions (and I'm really looking forward to all of them, with the exception of Council camp :\).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore &lt;b&gt;a week&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;a&lt;/u&gt; week&lt;/b&gt;'s all I have to complete the 10 Math supplementary questions which I have avoided doing for TWO weeks already, and the nasty Commonwealth essay which requires a minimum of 1000 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, what are the following Commonwealth essay topics supposed to mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Is the majority always right?&lt;br /&gt;2. "We did not weave the web of life. We are merely a strand in it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves."&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;EITHER&lt;/span&gt; Between worlds&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; OR&lt;/span&gt; Under the microscope &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt; Chain reaction.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;EITHER&lt;/span&gt; What does slavery mean to you? &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt; The Trans-Atlantic Slave - history or unfinished business? &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt; The link between freedom and slavery is complicated. What insights into human society and/or human nature can we gain from an honest appraisal of this relationship?&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;EITHER&lt;/span&gt; Discuss the issue of respecting difference and promoting understanding in relation to your own country &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt; Write a story/account exploring its significance in the lives of ordinary people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beats me. And it's funny how a question can have so many alternatives -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only earthly topic is perhaps &lt;i&gt;The Bargain&lt;/i&gt;, which is of a narrative genre. But coming up with an essay of at least 1000 words from just two words, one of which doesn't even sense on its own, calls for lots of imagination and truckloads of creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So needless to say, I'm in need of serious help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have several personal projects that I'm trying to work on too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, I've got a new layout that I like and have been working on for ages. I plan on getting it done before I leave for camp, so despite my lack of updates, the blog wouldn't seem as dead since it'd have a new addition :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also got myself a new resolution to mess around more with ImageReady and therefore have come up with an animation task for myself. Butttttttt, it's proving pretty difficult for me to accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poof! I need food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116618979875932225?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116618979875932225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116618979875932225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116618979875932225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116618979875932225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-my-house-having-any-one-of-us-in.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116598851789529777</id><published>2006-12-13T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T07:16:28.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOME SWEET HOME! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally back! &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From a 4-day trip to Desaru&lt;/span&gt; :) It wasn't some luxurious holiday in some faraway country, but it was certainly a memorable fun-filled trip with my family and I absolutely LOVED IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey there took nearly 3 hours. Although I was told that it'd take hours less than that of the Mersing trip we had in June, the pain in my butt somehow told me otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still managed to get there in one piece! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/667039/DSC02011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/391759/DSC02011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Golden Beach Resort&lt;/span&gt; - our home away from home for 4 days :) The structure reminds me of a building that can only be found at surfing paradises, no?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/56894/DSC02012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/861874/DSC02012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got a big room for this trip! Woots! Looks really classy, doesn't it? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was even an added bonus: We got an &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; building to ourselves! :DDD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/805176/DSC02019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/75778/DSC02019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My family stayed in the room on the right, 2nd level; Uncle Andrew &amp; family took up the one next to ours; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;姨姨&lt;/span&gt; Penny &amp; family stayed in the one below us, while Auntie Lily &amp;amp; family took temporary residence in the one at the bottom left-hand corner :) This is more than I asked for!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/720003/DSC02018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/358539/DSC02018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The front view of our &lt;em&gt;villa&lt;/em&gt; :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first day was pretty boring, affecting what would have been a perfect holiday trip. As all of us were bonked out from the long journey to get there, we behaved like a bunch of recluse. None of us ventured out of our rooms, except for meals, which we settled in the resort's canteen (I refuse to call it a restaurant because it looks nothing like one). And it was raining the entire day too, so all hopes of checking out the beach were dashed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The second day was loads better, especially since the rain decided to give us a break :) We finally got out to have fun at the beach! And it felt like I was back in Bintan all over again. The waves were incredibly gigantic, due to the monsoon wind, no doubt, and believe it or not, we spent the entire morning just soaking ourselves in the sea, letting the waves sweep us off our feet :P It would have been an enjoyable experience if it weren't for the saltiness of the water and the extreme hotness from the Sun which got me sunburnt, and nothing but sore eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After washing up, we went onto to have lunch at Jade Seafood Restaurant! It took us ages to locate, because it was approximately half an hour away from our chalet, and we weren't familiar with the roads there either. But the search was certainly worth it, and I'm sure my uncles and aunties agree with me :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/369715/DSC02027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/320/519540/DSC02027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Because it's been recommended by Channel U's &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yummy King 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-: 0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Ignore the bike, please.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And it really lives up to its name and&lt;em&gt; recommendation&lt;/em&gt; :) I ate my first lobster there and wow, it tasted &lt;u&gt;heavenly&lt;/u&gt;. So heavenly that I felt as if I was floating! Or it could be the effect of the alcohol in the gravy, I don't know. Still, it was great, just like the herbal chicken, abalone slices and black pepper crab that we decided to order too :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/973901/DSC02029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/662666/DSC02029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We really had our fill there xD And no pictures of the dishes before we tucked in, because we were all too busy eating to whip out our cameras!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/373184/DSC02035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="151" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/247550/DSC02035.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then off to the fruit farm in Desaru for a tour! It was a very long tour, and a very hot one I must add.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/166017/DSC02046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/762544/DSC02047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was really boring at times, because I didn't even know the fruits the guide was explaining about more than half the time. Some &lt;em&gt;ahlonglong&lt;/em&gt; fruit that tastes sour and fruits that grow from barks. Not forgetting stupid mozzies and the scorching sun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But there were several fruits which were so unique, I actually spared some of the miserable memory space my camera card has (128MB only!) to capture some shots of them :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/689791/DSC02038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/239263/DSC02038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's one which &lt;u&gt;sadly&lt;/u&gt; resembles a &lt;strong&gt;caterpillar&lt;/strong&gt;. Understand why it's not a well-known fruit now? I sure do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/799260/DSC02059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/446405/DSC02059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well surprising it may be to you, this is a banana :) &lt;em&gt;The pink one la! &lt;/em&gt;Haha, but it can't be eaten;  used mostly for decoration purposes. And it has a pretty name to complement its pretty looks - &lt;span style="font-: georgia"&gt;Minas Valintino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/395242/DSC02046.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And tadaaah~! &lt;strong&gt;Bananas &lt;/strong&gt;again! The guide said that as long as there's space for them, these bananas never stop growing downwards, so growing them is really an easy feat. They're of another inedible type though - a bit of a waste. They taste so horrible that they are not even fit for monkeys' consumption, lol. BUT! We were told that touching it will grant:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Men: &lt;/strong&gt;Wealth &amp; fortune&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Women: &lt;/strong&gt;Lots of children (&lt;span style="font-: 130%;font-size:130%;" &gt;百子千孙&lt;/span&gt;) O_o&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Children:&lt;/strong&gt; Intelligence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so, being the &lt;em&gt;kiasu&lt;/em&gt; guy that he is, my father not only touched it, he &lt;strong&gt;HUGGED&lt;/strong&gt; it xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/600180/DSC02068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/968485/DSC02044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the long tour, we stopped for a rest near a pond, with - can you believe it - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1388&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kois!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/323401/DSC02054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/178665/DSC02054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There were lots more, but I just couldn't fit all of them into a shot :D And since we kids didn't have anything to do and our parents still had a few spare cash on their hands, we decided to feed them! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/66111/DSC02056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/466390/DSC02056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Genevieve and me :) Haha. And obviously, I'm the taller one lmao. Oh, and my mum told me 1388 means "一生发~" in Hokkien, I &lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then it was off to the tiny zoo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And there, we saw a snake haha. The one and only, and my father was the only brave soul who dared to hold it:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/725870/DSC02068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were told that most of the goats had been brought out to eat fresh grass but fortunately for us, there were a few young ones left because they were too small to travel a lot. And it must have been our day because there was a baby which was just borned the day before!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it's so damn cute xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/381800/DSC02065.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/128539/DSC02062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And there was a monkey who couldn't stop swinging around the pole it was tied to... Pole-swinging?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There were two ostriches too! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This other one just stood and didn't turn to face us. I have this feeling it knows we ate ostrich meat for lunch... oopsy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/129289/DSC02057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/674136/DSC02057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And before I boarded the van to get back to the entrance, I caught sight of a plant that's been planted by CHIJ Katong! So I embarked on search to look for one with the words &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nanyang Girls' High &lt;/span&gt;on it, but there weren't any :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be continued!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116598851789529777?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116598851789529777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116598851789529777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116598851789529777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116598851789529777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/home-sweet-home-xd-im-finally-back.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116556907298711557</id><published>2006-12-08T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T08:01:51.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not sure if I should be feeling delighted or down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dedicated my entire day to finish up the &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Variations &lt;/span&gt;Math holiday assignment and I did, from 11 in the morning, till 6 in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, that's a big accomplishment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite spending so much time on it though, I'm still left with Worksheet 6.1 and 10 supplementary questions to complete and I'm feeling good about it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's a letdown at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only bright spot's perhaps the haircut that I just had after a day at the library but my family reckons my hair still looks the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in no mood to continue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116556907298711557?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116556907298711557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116556907298711557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116556907298711557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116556907298711557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-not-sure-if-i-should-be-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116546502656326459</id><published>2006-12-05T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T01:08:06.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helped out at my uncle's shop today again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not before going to the temple to pray with my granny. And getting burnt by the incense sticks! :&lt;br /&gt;It was for a good cause though, so I'm trying not to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan and Joshua were LATE. But I shall skip the details, lest I flare up again upon recalling how long they made me wait at the MRT station...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got there 'round noon, got orientated, then awaited for the lunch crowd to arrive. And I shall cut down on those boring descriptions of how we didn't have chairs to sit, how Jordan, while working for my uncle, was calling people to apply for other jobs, and how he later boasted and tried to make Joshua and I jealous over the fact that he could very soon be getting a salary of $1600 just by working as a promoter for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/181551/wacky%20jordan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/823765/wacky%20jordan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jordan waiting patiently for customers to come up to him. Now I know why business wasn't very good... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/182721/jordan%20making%20salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/706160/jordan%20making%20salad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow won't you look at that! My cousin serious at work! *Gasps* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/178539/fruit%20salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/142175/fruit%20salad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/359965/fruit%20salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp; TADAHHH~ The end product xD Pardon the slightly-not-appealing look of the salad - it's his first try at it :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/869157/durian-puffs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/35650/durian-puffs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And after a hard afternoon's worth of work, I bought another five durian puffs to reward myself. I finished them all at the hawker centre right after I bought them - yummy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Helping the stall this time around wasn't as fun, probably because the excitement of working for the first time kinda wore off after a while and there weren't as many customers today :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still, we helped earned nearly $70 in just three hours! Are we good or what? :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then off to NTUC to get the ingredients for &lt;em&gt;sushi&lt;/em&gt;! Jordan's going to make them for dinner, and lucky they tasted alright, if not I'd have slaughtered him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They actually let a &lt;s&gt;lady&lt;/s&gt; female like me to carry the basket, and ignored my cries for help when my legs were on the brink of disintergration after walking for an hour with my heavy bag and huge basket filled with items.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Boo them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I had to fork out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;$10&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because the both of them didn't realise they hadn't got enough to pay what they've bought!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was so badly mistreated by the two of them, I swear I'm never going to go shopping with them ever again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amidst the frustration though, there were a few funny bits which included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jordan:&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Thrusting a pack of crab meat to Joshua&lt;/em&gt;) Okay, we shall buy this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joshua: &lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Eyeing the packet&lt;/em&gt;) How do you know this is nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jordan:&lt;/strong&gt; It's the cheapest here what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joshua: &lt;/strong&gt;WOWWWWWWWWWWWW. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116546502656326459?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116546502656326459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116546502656326459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116546502656326459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116546502656326459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/helped-out-at-my-uncles-shop-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116532967707203900</id><published>2006-12-04T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T07:02:29.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spring Cleaning today felt interesting! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's session was scheduled at 8 this morning and I got my dad to drop me off at school before he went to work, so I ended up reaching school an hour early &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in an attempt to spend the extra 60 minutes wisely, I took a 45-minute shut-eye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to the Council room with TOMATO, Ann, Lynn and Bianca whom I met up with at the bench after my short nap with a few more minutes to spare. And throughout the first hour of the session, we tried out the Council blazers, formal skirt, court shoes, the blouses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/968371/tryoutu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/713395/tryoutu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;BIG REVELATION OF THE DAY: THE SLEEVES ARE LONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amazing&lt;/em&gt;~ I've always thought they were short... &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected, only size S fit me for both the blazer and skirt, but surprisingly, I could wear an M-sized blouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bunny spent most of the time shrieking (in disbelief) because she could only fit into the XXS blazer xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clearing up this time around was mainly for the logistics cupboards, which had a wide assortment of things, all cluttered messily inside. So our job's to take out all those stuff, organise them, clean them if necessary, then arrange them neatly back onto the shelves which we have to wipe with detergent and water :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once again, it was my mission to get rid of those stains left behind by tapes and whatnot, with TURPERTINE. And yes, it still stinks. This time, though, I had Bianca to assist me in my task :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Council room's been decently cleaned up, we left for lunch :D We as in Bunny, Chewy, Tomato, Lynn, Vernice and me. Ate Lemon Chicken rice at Coronation Plaza (rather unwillingly, because I had been wanting to go to KAP...) and it's been one of the most eventful lunch I've ever had xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture of the pool of ketchup mixed with chilli sauce and lemon sauce is still stuck in my head and my tongue hasn't fully recovered its senses from all that SALT Bunny unmercilessly sprinkled onto my fries! But it was good fun :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I've never sat along the sides of the stairs at a mall chatting with my company - it's an experience I'll never forget :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't wait for the party with my batchmates that we've been promised!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, the WIGGLY MAN Bunny has on her bag! I wanted one too because it's so cute, so after lunch, Bunny &lt;em&gt;tikam-ed&lt;/em&gt; one for me. And we got the white one - the one I wanted! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b125/aries_alice/wiggly-man.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Butbutbut... THE HAND CAME OFF! :'(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;(/Edit)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116532967707203900?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116532967707203900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116532967707203900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116532967707203900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116532967707203900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/spring-cleaning-today-felt-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116512008401963242</id><published>2006-12-03T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:20:21.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The American TV channel, ABC, has aired several new previews of the &lt;strong&gt;Order of the Phoenix&lt;/strong&gt; :) There are a total of 14 of them and most have already surfaced online, thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/"&gt;Mugglenet.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Behind the Story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3wBHWSG_CV4" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3JmLZOkLCfM" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hermione Granger&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HnRxqZO7UNM" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ron Weasley&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b91AZx1hJzI" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor Dolores Umbridge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9yQXFrRNQZA" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bellatrix&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K_Ek-4IUibU" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Luna Lovegood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/swZrRko1_EE" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Director - David Yates&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hc_Qh8hnHPE" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dumbledore's Army&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ae37GQjLacw" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Order&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KkNeYSCDQwQ" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Kiss&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9vUowlOH7wE" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sirius Black&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uaCwrQCjeRk" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evanna's dreamy, fairy-like voice is just &lt;u&gt;pefect&lt;/u&gt; for Luna! And Bellatrix looks wicked! - &lt;em&gt;Pun intended!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This movie looks like it's going to be amazing! I wonder how I'm going to survive till 13th July! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;x(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116512008401963242?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116512008401963242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116512008401963242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116512008401963242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116512008401963242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/american-tv-channel-abc-has-aired.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116513929058596317</id><published>2006-12-01T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T01:48:22.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;White Chicks&lt;/span&gt; is downright &lt;u&gt;hilarious&lt;/u&gt;. How could I have not seen it until Hsiang Wei forced me to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pathetic :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, watching it now is better than not watching it at all, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, another day spent happily with Hsiang Wei and Wan Yee, but this time, we had Wina to grace our self-organised event! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which wasn't much, just a movie at my granny's house, maggie mee for lunch, a game of &lt;em&gt;Murderer &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;DA LAO ER&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's been so longggg since I last played &lt;em&gt;Murderer&lt;/em&gt; that I've lost my touch! I used to be the &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No.1 Serial Killer&lt;/span&gt; of the gang! Gosh this is depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after we got bored of both games, I suggested &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAHJONGGGGG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/393154/tiny-mahjong-tiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/620826/tiny-mahjong-tiles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND WE PLAYED WITH TINY MAHJONG TILES! They are really small, smaller than my thumb even! :D Cute, aye? xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We reverted back to using the normal big ones after a few rounds though, because as cute as they are, the tiny tiles aren't really the ones you'd like to be handling in a game - if Hsiang Wei toppling an entire row of tiles is any indication.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it's really quite satisfying to see Wina and Wan Yee knowing how to play Mahjong under the guidance of mine and (not so much) of Hsiang Wei's, especially when Wina started off not knowing a single rule about this game :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When they left at about 5 plus, no footwear was stolen, unlike the last time, lmao :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MAHJONG'S LOVE! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116513929058596317?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116513929058596317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116513929058596317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116513929058596317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116513929058596317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/12/white-chicks-is-downright-hilarious.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116499275881225688</id><published>2006-11-30T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T09:06:00.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My ear's hurting. A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought that getting quotations could be SO. DIFFICULT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And embarrassing actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Call #01&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Florist: &lt;/strong&gt;Thank you for calling _ Florist, good afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Er good afternoon! May I know how much y'all sell a bouquet of 6 to 8 roses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Florist:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;SIX-TWO-EIGHT&lt;/u&gt; roses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Florist&lt;/strong&gt;: Hold on, please. I'll have to check, but it's going to be very costly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; HUH?? Why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Call #02&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Florist:&lt;/strong&gt; This is _ Florist, may I help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;Good afternoon, may I know how much y'all sell a bouquet of &lt;strong&gt;six&lt;/strong&gt; roses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Florist:&lt;/strong&gt; You were the one who called ____  just now right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; (Stunned) Errrrr, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Florist:&lt;/strong&gt; It's the same price my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; OH, okayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HOW IN THE WORLD DID SHE KNOW THAT I CALLED _ WHEN THEY ARE TOTALLY DIFFERENT FLORISTS WITH TOTALLY DIFFERENT TELEPHONE NUMBERS?! FREAKY MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Call #03&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;Hello, is this _ Florist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy: &lt;/strong&gt;Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh may I know how much y'all sell a bouquet of six roses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;麻烦你，可以讲华语吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;哦，可以。请问你们卖一束花，有六朵玫瑰，多少？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Florist: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;一束？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;阿。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Florist: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我们这里只卖盆栽，没有卖一束的，打错了啦！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;哦，对不起，对不起！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are some funny ones also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Florist: &lt;/strong&gt;Oh. We've got a lot. We have 6 roses with 3 leaves (&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;leaves?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;) at $30, 6 roses with wine and a soft toy at $60, and 6 roses with a soft toy at $45. Which one would you like ma'am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was speechless. So I said &lt;em&gt;none&lt;/em&gt; and hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have a proclamation to make!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE LOUISAAAAAAAAAA ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the lesbian way - it's 'cos she saved my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, we were like &lt;em&gt;Live together; Die together&lt;/em&gt;. And thankfully, we both lived :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is why our seniors kept emphasising on being there for our batchmates; helping one another along and making sure no one's lost along the way. It's really important, 'cos what we're given is tough (for our age) and we'd never be able to do it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get it now. I really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116499275881225688?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116499275881225688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116499275881225688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116499275881225688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116499275881225688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-ears-hurting.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116498985660537994</id><published>2006-11-29T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T08:23:54.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's funny how I turn up in school at 10 in the morning to clear up a room I hardly use when my room and desk are a total mess, haaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Council room's cleaner now I'd say, but there are still loads to clear up. We've got huge cupboards of things to check, wipe and throw even after the cleaning session we did for the entire shelf of tiny, brittle souvenirs from both outside and inside of Council.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carpet's extremely clean now after the vacuuming that it looks new once more :) ANNNNNND! After loads of tupertine (which STINKS) and a hell lot of my &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POWER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, the yellow stain on the desk has also been gotten rid of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahhhhh&lt;/em&gt;, I'm so proud of myself :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually kinda interesting taking out one by one those precious souvenirs 'cos you get kinda awed by all the different ideas people come up with for gifts. Who would know that lightbulbs, with a few dashes of paint and wire could transform into an item fit for a souvenir? Bicycles too xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the spring cleaning, we even got awarded with chocolates! Never mind they were given to use because they had no idea what else to do with them, I'm just thankful that I got them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;M's and KITKAT! Yummm :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 12, I zooooomed to the Popular shop to meet my father. Got my books for next year (which cost about a hundred bucks) and they're now neatly stashed away somewhere in my house haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, off to JEC to meet up with Wan Yee, Hsiang Wei and Eunice for:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY FEET!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www2.warnerbros.com/happyfeet/img/poster/hf_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;And damn, I wanna watch it again! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not only were the penguins out-of-the-worldly cute, the songs are awesome too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I couldn't stop myself from visualising Elijah Wood everytime I hear Mumble speaks hahaha, I'm obsessed! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know why Cheryl said this story's stupid because the plot's so touching I shed tears as well :') Even Hsiang Wei was sobbing away when it's his second time watching it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm even more determined now to never ever eat fish in my life :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to the library after that, 'cos we had nothing to do. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND EUNICE LENT ME &lt;strong&gt;ANGELS IN PINK&lt;/strong&gt;! WEEEEEEEEEETS! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've finished the one about Raina when it's the second one, so I've been longing to get hold of the prequel, which covers the life of Kathleen. &lt;em&gt;And undoubtedly about how Carson won her heart too! &lt;/em&gt;:DDDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ANGELS IN PINK, here I come! &lt;em&gt;Ann yeong! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116498985660537994?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116498985660537994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116498985660537994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116498985660537994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116498985660537994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-funny-how-i-turn-up-in-school-at.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116498254340037195</id><published>2006-11-28T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T06:51:22.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's the official opening of my uncle's new stall! At Queensway :) Haha, and I was there along with my two cousins and lil sis to help out! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/660834/shop-sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/826371/shop-sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think the sign is extremely nice for a stall at a hawker centre, doncha' think? ;) Really colourful hence attractive!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/581832/shop%20from%20e%20outside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is how the stall looks from the outside. It's not much, but it's not too shabby either. Plus I had a great time there :) And lol, that's my uncle there at the right, badly cut off from the picture xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/52952/drinks-dispenser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/804669/drinks-dispenser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Drinks dispensers! Haha, my uncle sells juices ranging from passion fruit, lime, guava, lemon tea and peach tea. I love the passion fruit one most - very sweet :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/768240/inside-the-shop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/621732/inside-the-shop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Taken from the inside of the stall. This is what the four us lean against when we have nothing to do :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/474685/mei%20at%20work.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My lil sis helping out with the drinks! Even thought she rarely helps out with the housework at home, I must admit she's rather good at preparing the juices for the customers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/642577/getting%20customers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/41041/getting%20customers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jordan getting customers! Haha, he's really good y'know. He helped sold more than 20 drinks! Which means a minimum of $26 in earnings! :D Joshua's not bad either - he managed to sell more than 5 cups of juices too :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apart from drinks, my uncle also offers &lt;strong&gt;fruit salad&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;durian puffs&lt;/strong&gt;! Yummmm yum xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the first offer offered us a whole lot of fun too! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm quite certain one of the first customers who tried the fruit salad was really happy with it 'cos before leaving, she came back to the stall to get another one!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Does a happy dance* xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the durian puffs are DELICIOUSSSSS. I had more than 6 I think. &lt;em&gt;I paid for them la.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the end of the day, we managed to help my uncle earn a total of $150! Which is not bad at all for the &lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt; day :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Especially when there are two other stalls selling drinks on the same level of the hawker centre. And with &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; kiasu old aunty around, competition is really keen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Cos she doesn't give up until she snatches your customers away! Fancy her coming over to our territory and asking the customers what they would like to drink when Jordan/Joshua was already doing the exact same thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE SAD THING IS, most of the customers chose sugar cane juice over that of passion fruit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had the urge to throw her down from the railing -.- And I bet so did my cousins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evil witch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;UNCLE ALFRED JIAYOU! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116498254340037195?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116498254340037195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116498254340037195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116498254340037195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116498254340037195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/todays-official-opening-of-my-uncles.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116460605284614836</id><published>2006-11-27T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T05:09:13.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna go to the library, but it's raining, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall do a quiz to pass time then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How old do you wish you were?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm. 16 perhaps? I don't know, 'cos 16 sounds a lot more mature than 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Where were you when 911 happened?&lt;br /&gt;I was at home, in front of the TV, watching Li Jia Wei play against a Chinese player during the Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What do you do when vending machines steal your money?&lt;br /&gt;Scream, then kick the machine when no one's looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you count yourself kind?&lt;br /&gt;I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;On my arm! Or maybe the back of my neck? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Korean! &lt;em&gt;Anehasaeyo&lt;/em&gt;! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Do you know your neighbours?&lt;br /&gt;Most of them, yeah, but not the ones living directly opposite mine. They're a pretty wierd bunch. Most of the time I see Malays entering the apartment; in the morning, though, I see Chinese kids leaving the house for school; at other times, I see Indians coming in and out of the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What do you consider a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Taking the plane out of Singapore to a beautiful country like Korea, staying in a luxurious hotel and doing lots of shopping :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you follow your horoscope?&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly; I only do so when I have the time or when I happen to be reading the "Live" section of &lt;em&gt;The Straits Times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Would you move for the person you loved?&lt;br /&gt;I might, it depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Are you touchy feeling?&lt;br /&gt;I beg your pardon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Dream job?&lt;br /&gt;Psychologist! But seeing it's something that's totally out of reach, I'd settle with being a broadcaster or a deejay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Favorite channel(s)?&lt;br /&gt;I have limited channels on my TV, and why I'm usually stuck in front of my computer?&lt;br /&gt;'Cos there's no interesting programmes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Nough said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Favorite place to go on weekends?&lt;br /&gt;Shopping malls :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Showers or Baths?&lt;br /&gt;Showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you paint your nails?&lt;br /&gt;Only during Chinese New Year :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Do you trust people easily?&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What are your phobias?&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of the dark :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you want kids?&lt;br /&gt;I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Do you keep a handwritten journal?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, my house's not exactly an appropriate place to keep a personal diary, it's too risky :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Where would you rather be right now?&lt;br /&gt;In the library, reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Who makes you feel warm and fuzzy?&lt;br /&gt;Inapplicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Heavy or light sleeper?&lt;br /&gt;I sleep like a log. A few years ago, a bomb went off at a bus-stop close to my house while I was sleeping and I didn't know about it until my mum told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Are you paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;I would say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Are you impatient?&lt;br /&gt;Very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Who can you relate to??&lt;br /&gt;Errrr. Eileen? Pamela?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) What's your favorite pick-up line?&lt;br /&gt;None that I know of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) What's your main ringtone on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;It's named "Melody1.mid" in my phone, but my sister said it's the music from an online game. Some golf game called &lt;em&gt;Pangya&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;Using the computer, checking out Mugglenet.com, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) What did the last text on your cellphone say?&lt;br /&gt;Hello my dear! I'll be going bangkok from today till sunday. I'll miss y'all! :) heh! Think about me alright! :D toodles! I'm off to e plane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Whose bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;br /&gt;Mine, duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Pink! :) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Name three things you have on you at all times?&lt;br /&gt;Clothes, cash, and hair band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) What color are your bed sheets?&lt;br /&gt;It's multi-coloured, with pictures of Bugs Bunny and Luna Bunny xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) How much cash do you have on you right now?&lt;br /&gt;$28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) What is your favorite part of the chicken?&lt;br /&gt;The wings :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) What's your favorite town/city?&lt;br /&gt;Singapore City!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) I can't wait till..?&lt;br /&gt;I have enough money to buy what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) What did you have for dinner last night?&lt;br /&gt;Chicken rice. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Do you own a gun?&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sentenced to death if I do -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;Soya bean milk. I can't stand fresh milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) Where do you think you'll be in 10 yrs?&lt;br /&gt;Still in Singapore. Or maybe Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Kisses :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) What songs do you sing in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;Loads actually. Mostly Westlife ones, but recently, I've taken a liking into singing soundtracks of GOONG! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) Last thing that made you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;The picture of Joshua and his girlfriend at the prom! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) Worst injury you've ever had?&lt;br /&gt;When I over-exerted my ankle and I couldn't walk without limping for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) What's your favorite candy?&lt;br /&gt;Hi-chews!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) What song do you want played at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;-.- None of the songs I know are fit to be played during a funeral. No wait, are songs even played on such occasions? O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) Ten random people to do this?&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who's interested! Hsiang Wei maybe? Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116460605284614836?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116460605284614836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116460605284614836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116460605284614836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116460605284614836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wanna-go-to-library-but-its-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116460577238699981</id><published>2006-11-25T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T02:00:48.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rawrrr, I'm bloated from the lunch I had at Sakura, which ended more than 5 hours ago - I knew I should NOT have taken that last plate of &lt;em&gt;sushi&lt;/em&gt;, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still enjoyed my time there at the restaurant though :) 'Cos my mum's entire extended family went there for lunch (we took up two long tables!) and I love it when we get to spent time together - it's bliss :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So getting a tummy ache in return for quality time with my uncles, aunties and lil cousins is pretty worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we went to EXPO for the Popular fair which turned out to be nothing special. But the books there were cheappppppp! I got a book at &lt;u&gt;$3.90&lt;/u&gt; when I'm quite sure it'd have cost at least $20, because it's a two-in-one novel :) I also got a CD-rom to learn Korean! Wahahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we drove to Changi Village for a drink, before taking a long walk along Changi Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after being exposed to the beach, my father and 2nd uncle are thinking of going camping -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a spoilt brat, really, but how can anyone stand sleeping in a tent on grass/concrete cement, braving the weather and &lt;s&gt;choose to&lt;/s&gt; remain oblivious to all the creepy crawlies that might be &lt;em&gt;loitering&lt;/em&gt; around you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, there's absolutely no security when you're camping out. Anyone can just unzip your tent and enter! When you're fast asleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd prefer my untidy house and spoilt air-conditioner anytime, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really unrelated to me but I just feel like talking about it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Commonwealth Open House we went to in the morning has gotten my sister into a dilemma I sense, 'cos her current personal message is "CGSS or CWSS?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's up to me, it'd be CWSS. C'mon, the school's &lt;strong&gt;new&lt;/strong&gt; and you can get there in less than 20 minutes - what more do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, a tablet PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, the bus ride to &lt;em&gt;Cresent&lt;/em&gt; takes &lt;u&gt;50&lt;/u&gt; minutes, and taking the MRT would mean a 10-minute walk to the school campus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather give the tablet PC a pass - there's no way I'd walk for 10 minutes in the morning when I doubt I'm even awake then. Plus the temperature in the MRT is always freezing in the morning and it'd be so packed. I have no idea why my sister just can't see what she'd have to endure if she gets into CGSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that it's a bad school, &lt;em&gt;Cresent&lt;/em&gt;'s is a good choice, but is it worth going through so much for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope my sister makes a decision that's best for herself, and never, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ever&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; regret it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116460577238699981?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116460577238699981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116460577238699981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116460577238699981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116460577238699981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/rawrrr-im-bloated-from-lunch-i-had-at.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116438634869325304</id><published>2006-11-24T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T23:28:43.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today's treat was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;awesome&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :) LOADS better than what we had in mind, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that Mr Chai and Mr Gan are so rich! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;$.$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One has a &lt;u&gt;two&lt;/u&gt;-seater sports car and the other owns a &lt;u&gt;seven&lt;/u&gt;-seater family car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The former is a member of Fairway Club too! Which happen to be where we were brought to today, for the lunch that we were promised in reward for our hard work put in nearly a week ago :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the lunch though, Wan Yee, Jerlyn and Hsiang Wei joined me at my granny's house for a movie with lots of chips and drinks :) 'Cos, in an attempt to get Jerlyn to join us for the lunch that she had initially rejected, we had to think of something to do that didn't require much money because she's broke. And watching DVD is all Hsiang Wei can come up with so that's how all of us ended up watching &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I Not Stupid Too&lt;/span&gt; till about 12.20, before leaving for the tuition centre to meet up with Mr Chai and Mr Gan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a long chat with Mr Chai after that, because Mr Gan &lt;em&gt;left to take something&lt;/em&gt;, returning only half an hour later, and Eunice was let off late from her school's open house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;gasp!&lt;/em&gt; The lowest score attained from 6A's &lt;strong&gt;199&lt;/strong&gt;?! Holy cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all arrived, we set off for Fairway Club with Mr Chai driving his own car, and the 5 of us taking Mr Gan's nice and spacious one :) I was sitting at the back with Eunice and lol, it felt like we were trapped because there was no door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant's not huge, but the colours, the furnitures, the atmosphere, even the people eating there, felt so superior, lol. Take one look at how the other customers were dressing, and you'd know that we were at no ordinary restaurant - we were eating at an &lt;strong&gt;expensive &lt;/strong&gt;one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheapest meal available cost &lt;strong&gt;$19&lt;/strong&gt;. Is it even legal to price food at such a high price? I mean, &lt;strong&gt;$19&lt;/strong&gt;, that's more than half of my pocket money a week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were eating in this private room, one that's sure to cost quite a bomb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's a pity it slipped our mind to snap a picture of the meals served, which were really huge in serving and &lt;em&gt;OISHII&lt;/em&gt;! I finished up my &lt;em&gt;Teriyaki&lt;/em&gt; set meal, which included a bowl of rice, at least 8 slices of fried chicken dressed with gravy and a bowl of hot noodles :) Haha, and Mr Gan ate a lot xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We were so full after the meal that none of us were at ease when walking. We were bloated and all of us felt like sleeping (according to Mr Gan,) due to &lt;em&gt;high sugar level&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/105381/usatjap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/105381/usatjap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The five of us in the room! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After that Mr Gan dropped us off at JEC, where we took neoprints, again! And this time, they turned out looking really great, if I do say so myself haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We ended up in the library after that, not to read, but to chat, it turned out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/1600/586421/aej.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/201940/aej.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And took a few photos :) There's Eunice in the centre, my fellow Harry Potter, GOONG and Lord of the Rings fan! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;She left home with Jerlyn early, while Wan Yee and Hsiang Wei stayed back to chat till about 6.30.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And we're going out next week again! Woohooo! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116438634869325304?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116438634869325304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116438634869325304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116438634869325304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116438634869325304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/todays-treat-was-awesome-loads-better.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116438390137928699</id><published>2006-11-23T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T09:22:47.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm proud of my sister :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess it won't hurt to add that my dad has been smiling from ear to ear ever since I, aka big mouth (for today), told him about her score. I won't be divulging my sister's result here though, lest she thinks I'm not respecting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the happenings in the hall didn't turn out as interesting as I imagined it to be. Probably because Mrs Lim still hasn't changed her habit of talking a &lt;em&gt;tad&lt;/em&gt; too much, with her uncanny knack of doing so when everyone's anxious of what'd follow &lt;strong&gt;after&lt;/strong&gt; her speech's done &lt;s&gt;and is therefore uninterested of what she has to say&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was also Pamela, standing in between Rousi and I, who couldn't stop worrying that her brother wouldn't do well. In turn, I was influenced and I got scared too. And what followed was a whirl of mess, definitely due to the anxiety that Pamela has drowned me in, in a matter of seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do remember Mrs Lim calling out the top scorer of Fuhua, who turned out to be Mei Jun (&lt;em&gt;big surprise&lt;/em&gt; -.-), with a score of 274.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela's brother did okay too, and Choon Fah's sister scored a total of 264.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, Fuhua only achieved 99.5% passes this year (as opposed to the 100% we attained a year ago). But this result is still above that of the national average so it's still not bad, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see and chat a little with Mrs Goh, and waited a long time with Wan Yee, Hsiang Wei, Hidayah, Choon Fah and Matthew inside the GO for Mrs Chay to return from her lunch. The wait was hilarious, because Mrs Lim passed by us several times, and even though we're no longer students of Fuhua, it's difficult for us to forget the fear that we have for our ex-principal :) I had to get up from the chair that I was sitting several times during the wait just because she passed by and when Mrs Chay finally got back, there was hardly any time to chat because she was due for a meeting in less than half an hour. During WHICH, we tried to badger her to disclose her handphone number but sadly to no avail. We were all given her name card each in the end (her desperate attempt to get us off her case), with the Fuhua GO's numbers printed on them, before she had to leave xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what school my sister intends to get into, since she doesn't really confide me in things that concern her. But I'm pretty sure she'd be giving Cresent a shot, since she might be able to get in with her result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast-forward to the evening, when Jordan and Joshua came over to granny's house! Dinner's really different when they're around :D It's a lot noiser, and definitely a lot funnier too :) And after dinner, we were trying out the different flavours this bottle of jelly beans Joshua bought for me :) I fancy the Strawberry Smoothie and Bubblegum ones, really sweet! And Joshua was in bad luck, 'cos he got to eat the liquorice-flavoured one xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they are having their prom night tomorrow! In preparation for that, they even made a trip to JB to get new clothes with Jordan spending the entire day today, shopping for a pair of sunglasses. Yep, he bought sunglasses even though he'd have no use for it during the dinner since it'd be indoors (and therefore no sun to shade his eyes from). His reason for doing so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's for fashion statement &lt;/em&gt;la&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they say girls are the vain ones! Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I must say, he does have a really good taste because the pair of shades he bought is absolutely stunning, and looks really cool on him :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The both of them promised to snap pictures of themselves dressed up and I can't wait to get them - I'm sure they'll look dashing haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch treat from Mr Chai tomorrow! Haha, with half the gang and Eunice - I can't wait! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byyyyyye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116438390137928699?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116438390137928699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116438390137928699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116438390137928699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116438390137928699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-proud-of-my-sister-and-i-guess-it.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116427121094432682</id><published>2006-11-22T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T07:31:28.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mugglenet.com has just posted 15 new official photos from the &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix &lt;/span&gt;and a video featuring never-before-seen footages of the movie, lasting nearly 4 minutes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="width:241px; height:198px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-7105707010768650236&amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's good to have all these news and treats surfacing, but it gets really disappointing when you look up the countdown timer and realise that there are still 232 more days to wait before you even get to watch the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tomorrow's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;the&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day for my lil' sis! I was told the PSLE results would be released at around noon and I'm feeling really excited about it. Although I'm be nervous for my sister, I somehow have got the mentality that it'd be really interesting to look at it from an outsider's point of view, y'know, without all the anticipation and anxiety that those concerned would have to be put through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I might even stand a chance to meet Mrs Goh and Mrs Chay! Haha, along with the other ex-students who would be present to support their own siblings, we might be able to look both teachers up and have a little chat :) It's been a long time since we met, I'm sure we'd have lots of things to talk about, well as usual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I'm looking forward to the release of the results tomorrow :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pamela is not though, haha. She says she's worried for her brother, but I don't see why she should. I believe her brother will do well because his results have been pretty consistent, no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wonder who the top scorer will be this year, and more importantly, what's the score, lmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116427121094432682?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116427121094432682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116427121094432682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116427121094432682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116427121094432682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/mugglenet.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116356403339863671</id><published>2006-11-21T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T05:48:56.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm all alone at home and I've got nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no let me correct that: There's nothing of what I've got to do that I &lt;u&gt;want&lt;/u&gt; to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd think there's something wrong with me if I ever feel like doing homework for a change. Let's face it: I don't even know what work we've been assigned this holiday. I'm sure we have the Commonwealth essay to write though, butttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost the URL of the website where all the topics have been listed. Oopsie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TV's not helping either. The programmes these days are not even interesting, especially after Channel 5 took away &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Debbie Travis' Facelift&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - the first show that I've ever shown any interest since The Amazing Race and Designer Guys ended and after I've re-watched Princess Hours 4 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugglenet's down for some reasons, and Harry Potter news &lt;s&gt;have been kinda slow&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;are non-existent&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116356403339863671?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116356403339863671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116356403339863671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116356403339863671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116356403339863671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-all-alone-at-home-and-ive-got.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116438014374136735</id><published>2006-11-20T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T06:55:44.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got to use my brand new phone today! I was so excited I didn't bother to take my breakfast before doing so :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapped a few photos and IMO, the camera's awesome :) Although the quality of the pictures can be compromised with splotches of light appearing here and there when the lighting of the surrounding isn't bright enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3426/1453/200/176324/eeyore.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A photo of my dearest Eeyore taken using my phone! It's pretty good, isn't it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I'm starting to regret having chosen a slide phone since I just can't hold onto one without being able to stop sliding it. Hsiang Wei can definitely testify to this, since he claims that the sliding mechanism of his phone never felt the same after I had my time sliding it. And I refused to believe I had this habit until just now, probably because I'm more conscious of what I do to my phone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess I just can't stand not fiddling with whatever I might happen to be holding. Soooooo, I'm kinda worried that my fanatical tendency to slide it the very second it's in my hand would lead to my phone's destruction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I can't allow that to happen since I won't be allowed to get a new phone until I'm 16 :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah, I've got to use this phone for 2 years, until my current contract expires, but I won't say I dread that because I currently love my phone to bits :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116438014374136735?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116438014374136735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116438014374136735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116438014374136735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116438014374136735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-got-to-use-my-brand-new-phone-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116417957152076302</id><published>2006-11-19T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T23:14:26.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looks like life for me is taking a turn for the better this holiday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I love my father and I always have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, I love him even more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I was pretty sure that I'd be getting a new phone by the end of this year, since I’d been obediently using my current one for two years already, I didn't dare to raise my hopes too high 'cos I know how generous my father is when it comes to buying things he classifies as wants and not necessities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling myself how I would be satisfied if my father was willing to get me one with a camera and Bluetooth. Or possibly with a media player that’s compatible to mp3s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never have I, for once, dare take on the thought that he’d be willing to let me choose one on my own, or even be willing to pay for the phone that I like regardless of how expensive it may be, without getting me to share the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it was a pleasant surprise for me, when my father brought me and my sister (yeah, she’d be getting one too, which I can’t see why, ‘cos she has only been using her current new one for less than 2 months) to get a new phone! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing beats the exhilaration I found myself in, when he agreed to my bold request of getting the Samsung Ultra Edition 12.9 phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is soooooo ultra slim and hence, ultra cool, that it’s totally worth the 2-hour wait :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still finding it hard to believe that it's mine, lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only sad thing is that my sister got the same one as me, so there goes the uniqueness of it I guess, because I can't go around saying that this is &lt;u&gt;MY&lt;/u&gt; phone, since my sister has an identical one as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I definitely am not going to regret my decision 'cos this phone is really beyond cool :) The best phone that I've ever had the chance to possess so far, with its glam and sophisticated appearance, durable sliding mechanism, extremely slim built and a 3 mega pixel camera :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t wait to use it tomorrow xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116417957152076302?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116417957152076302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116417957152076302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116417957152076302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116417957152076302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/looks-like-life-for-me-is-taking-turn.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116386677235878394</id><published>2006-11-18T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T08:19:32.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My scanner is the death of me! It just won't scan in the neoprints that we took today &gt;:( Not properly, at least. The pictures are all turning out pixelated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/FHPS-you2!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/FHPS-you2%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the only one that's more or less presentable, after scanning in all three prints countless of times. Presentable, BUT NOT CLEAR ENOUGH. I'm going to try again tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, I'm going to sleep, before I destroy my scanner in a fit of anger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116386677235878394?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116386677235878394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116386677235878394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116386677235878394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116386677235878394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-scanner-is-death-of-me-it-just-wont.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116403437831372655</id><published>2006-11-18T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T06:55:29.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The talk went pretty well I'd say :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hadn't expected it to, so besides being saved from the possible embarrassments, having it turn out a success is an added bonus for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised I had been very foolish. I had been worrying so much about screwing up the presentation for the past few days that I had forgotten how fun it could turn out to be. I mean, I'd be with my primary school darlings afterall, for the entire day, in fact, so it's been silly of me to have been such a worrywart over today's task because everything would seem fine with the &lt;em&gt;gang &lt;/em&gt;around, even if we were short of 3 members, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we scheduled to meet at 9.30 near Popular this morning and surprise, surprise! Jerlyn was late &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;, haha. But nah, we're not angry - we're used to it already ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to Macs for breakfast, and I ended up not being able to finish my burger, and had to offer Hsiang Wei my hashbrown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My money ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I shall take it as a way to thank him for giving me the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Princess Hours&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; poster that he got from Teenage magazine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got to &lt;strong&gt;Newton Apple &lt;/strong&gt;and started rehearsing our respective presentations when all who were expected to attend were present, and that included 3 other girls from Kranji Sec, and &lt;strong&gt;Eunice&lt;/strong&gt; from St. Margaret's, whom we befriended really easily. And I found out why after the presentation ended - she's an ardent fan of &lt;strong&gt;HARRY POTTER&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;GOONG&lt;/strong&gt; toooooo! Haha, no wonder we hit off so well aye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, back the to presentation... Well, after listening to Eunice's presentation, which was the first one, the rest of us basically &lt;u&gt;freaked out&lt;/u&gt;, 'cos her introduction of St. Marg's was extremely detailed, with information regarding the syllabus, academic results, aesthetics excellence and the special programme aimed to encourage students in their 'O' levels, whereas ours were pretty brief, touching on just the academic and CCA results, with a few elaboration on the special programmes offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we all made it in the end, with Hsiang Wei, who was appointed as the host for the entire talk, becoming the most entertaining one among us :) We wouldn't have been able to make it though, if it weren't for Mr Chai's advices, suggestions and encouragement. Oh, haha, and the pizzas that he treated all of us to for lunch :) Mr Gan helped a great deal too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometime through lunch, Mr Gan was talking about how no matter when he blog&lt;em&gt;hopped&lt;/em&gt; (was that what he said?), he would always end up at mine. With Mr Chai's comment about how I was crazy over Harry Potter at some point in time (Eh, Mr Chai, I've always been a faithful fan of this series okay!), I now know that both these teachers read my blog, or could even be frequent readers for all I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Gulp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'd better be more careful with the words I use over here at &lt;em&gt;crisscross&lt;/em&gt;- from now on :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't talk about how I was assigned the task of being the &lt;em&gt;clicker &lt;/em&gt;throughout the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;three&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; presentations that we had to do in all, nor would I go on about Hsiang Wei being the most popular presenter among all the parents who listened to us talk about our schools, sooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast-forward to the time when we left the tuition centre, which was already 5 plus, nearing 6. Not sure who, but someone suggested taking neoprints, and we did, and I must say, this'd have been the least traumatic one that I've had to go through :) Guess I'm getting the hang of it already, lol. And the prints turned out really nice too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had another meal at Mac's after that, and once again, I wasn't able to finish up my meal and Hsiang Wei went on to eat 2 of the 6 nuggets I bought, which I'm actually kinda thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked A LOT while we ate, and it seems like none of us are having a really good time in Secondary school, apart from Hsiang Wei, who looks so happy all the time, it's scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really missing the good ol' days :( But fret not I guess, 'cos Mr Chai's treating us to lunch in reward for our hard work at his tuition centre today! Heeeeeee, and I'm hoping we'd be able to go ice-skating after the lunch, for which the time and venue is still unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet Hsiang Wei's going to ask for a treat at some expensive restaurant or something, tsk, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116403437831372655?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116403437831372655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116403437831372655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116403437831372655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116403437831372655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/talk-went-pretty-well-id-say-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116386154827119796</id><published>2006-11-18T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T06:56:13.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having seen the kiss, there was nothing holding me back from visiting &lt;em&gt;Leaky&lt;/em&gt; every free second that I have on the computer AND OH MY GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've just posted 10 High Resolution pictures from the 5th movie's trailer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/highresddwizengamot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/highresddwizengamot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dumbledore at the Wizengamot, and Harry's in the background, therefore I reckon this is the hearing at the Ministry, but I'm not exactly sure about that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/highreshallexplodingootpteaser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/highreshallexplodingootpteaser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Explosions in the hall! No doubt the ones part of Fred and George's brilliant plan to frustrate Umbridge! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/highresharryocculumency.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/highresharryocculumency.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Harry learning Occlumency and I'm starting to like his not-so-new haircut already! It's not really as bad as it seems, right? :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/highreshermioneootpteaser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/highreshermioneootpteaser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bet Hsiang Wei would be real glad to see this picture :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/highressiriusootpteaser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/highressiriusootpteaser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sirius Black! Who meets a terrible fate by the end of the story :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/highressnog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/highressnog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A clearer picture of the... snog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And as if those pictures weren't enough, WB sent &lt;em&gt;Leaky&lt;/em&gt; a 10-second clip of the trailer, which can be conveniently viewed &lt;a href="http://raincloud.warnerbros.com/wbmovies/orderofthephoenix/10seconds/10sec_500.asx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! And I reckoned that was &lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;best&lt;/u&gt; 10 seconds of my life! xD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is, &lt;strong&gt;UNTIL&lt;/strong&gt;, I saw the link left behind by someone in the comments which is said to lead to the ENTIRE TRAILER! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it's no joke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MxmTaCnuMPA" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And now I can't sleep! I'm too excited already! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116386154827119796?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116386154827119796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116386154827119796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116386154827119796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116386154827119796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/having-seen-kiss-there-was-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116377843753120716</id><published>2006-11-17T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T07:47:28.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been preparing myself for the presentation that I'd have to give tomorrow (in an attempt to promote NYGH to a number of parents during this talk at Newton Apple). I'd been feeling nervous ever since after dinner, which was great since we ate at &lt;em&gt;Guilin&lt;/em&gt;, in celebration of my mum's birthday, because I realised that there wasn't much time left and I hadn't exactly thought of what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the clock ticked away, my anxiety grew, and I was panicking, pacing the room numerous times to think of what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I was finally done with it, I was relieved, and just when I thought I had calmed down, I HAD TO VISIT MUGGLENET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And saw, to my horror, the scene that I've been trying really hard to forget:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;THE SCENE OF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HARRY AND CHO KISSING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/harrycho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/harrycho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to visit Mugglenet, WHY?! Me and my stupid finger, WHY?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm like, &lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/320/heartbroken.jpg" border="0" /&gt; . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116377843753120716?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116377843753120716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116377843753120716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116377843753120716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116377843753120716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/ive-been-preparing-myself-for.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116374017022828888</id><published>2006-11-17T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T22:11:26.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nam, whoever you are, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THAT TAG :D 'Cos a snippet of the Order of the Phoenix trailer &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; online already! Thanks for informing me about it. Care to disclose your identity? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clip can be found &lt;a href="http://www.hpana.com/news.19659.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, if anyone's interested! It's very short, but definitely worth a look xD (&lt;strong&gt;Spoiler warning!&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I'm actually longing for July to arrive - 237 days to go! Awww, it's &lt;strong&gt;killing&lt;/strong&gt; me already! July just can't seem to come soon enough! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And my current obsession: The non-existant Dreamstreet :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My sister's friend introduced it to her, and I got to know about it from her blog haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s9FwxtS3H0A" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The song's not bad at all and I didn't know that 12-year-olds could be so hot :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;According to &lt;em&gt;Wiki&lt;/em&gt;, they disbanded in 2002, when I was only 10, lol. And I think it's a bit of a pity for them not to continue with the band, because all five of them look so cute, especially JESSE MCCARTNEY! Yep, could you tell? The only one with long blonde hair - that's Jesse Mccartney, when he was only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;12&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; xD Cute huh! And the guy who's always in the middle (in a blue jacket over a white shirt) when they dance; he's not bad too - his dance moves rock the house, totally :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But I guess I got to know about them a lil too late already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad Jesse's still singing though :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aK-RwC7HSz0" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116374017022828888?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116374017022828888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116374017022828888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116374017022828888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116374017022828888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/nam-whoever-you-are-thank-you-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116368959911606876</id><published>2006-11-16T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T07:13:39.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess the teachers felt that it wouldn't hurt to release the class-posting results a day early and what do you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been posted to 3&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;12&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And according to Liang Hui, that's the one that she has been posted to as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with Lim Qing, Kendra, Sheena and Cheryl Ho xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure who else would be in 312 next year, but I know that having Liang Hui and co. posted into the same class as me is the BEST thing that has &lt;u&gt;ever&lt;/u&gt; happened to me this year. And you bet I'm grateful and extremely excited :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, with me included, that's only 6 out of the possible 30+ students that'd be in 312'07, which means that there'd be nearly 24 students whom I'm strangers with in the class I'm in next year, and I'm not sure how I feel about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, making new friends has always been a good thing, yeah, but having to part with 32 sixers, all of whom I've grown to know and love, is pretty hard to accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn't fancy having to go through what I've had to in Secondary 1, when I found myself cooped up in a room with classmates I've never, in my life, seen before. That feeling sucked, because everyone felt so distant and that loneliness was just impossible to endure or shake off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it might be better this time, with Liang Hui and co. around, since now there'd at least be a group of people whom I'm acquainted with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I'm getting the jitters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;206'06 is practically disintegrated, with at least a few in each class, or so I think. A big group's been posted into 307, due to BSP, no doubt, and I don't know if I should be envious of that. Liang Hui told me the class Sandy got posted into, but I didn't exactly get it 'cos the reception wasn't good at all but I have this feeling it's 307 too :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pao, that excitement I got upon receiving news of my new class seems to be fading away, fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess, whether I like it or not, I'm a twelven from now on till 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what class you guys have been posted to, alright? Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EILEEN'S IN THE SAME CLASS AS ME TOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can it get better than this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE SO! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Chewy has promised to pop in my class, which'd be next to mine next year, very often, hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(/Edit)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116368959911606876?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116368959911606876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116368959911606876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116368959911606876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116368959911606876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-guess-teachers-felt-that-it-wouldnt.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116366304643332587</id><published>2006-11-16T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:50:16.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;OFFICIAL &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HARRY POTTER &amp; THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;PROMOTIONAL POSTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/poster.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/poster.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is exciting stuff! But I'm kinda disappointed that it's only of &lt;em&gt;Voldy&lt;/em&gt; - I was hoping to see the main casts instead. Oh well, there's bound to be more to come later on...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just have to be patient! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116366304643332587?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116366304643332587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116366304643332587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116366304643332587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116366304643332587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/official-harry-potter-order-of-phoenix.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116349045664828037</id><published>2006-11-14T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T06:24:29.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've read the tags that y'all have written for me, and I'd like to thank you guys for the compliments! Really, they've all helped restored my confidence and I'm really flattered :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In response to your feedbacks, I've changed the font colour of my posts to one that's darker. Hopefully it would be easier for you guys to read them now and my sincere apologies for causing y'all eye aches :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! I've been doing lots of sketching today! I've had loads of inspirations since last night, while I was trying to get to sleep, and designs just kept forming themselves in my brain, but!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reasons though, all the designs look waaaaaay better in my mind than they appear to be on paper -.- So I'm not really that hyped up about them at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't say that drawing those designs out is exactly constructive (since not all of them turned out right) but that beats stoning in front of the computer all day long - 'cos at least I'm helping to save electricity this way, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto another subject:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I should mention this (because I seem to be the only one here who's actually interested in the life of a 16-year-old wizard from Hogwarts), but a few days ago, a &lt;u&gt;detailed&lt;/u&gt; description of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HARRY POTTER &amp;amp; THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX&lt;/span&gt; trailer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;has surfaced online! And a new one has just been posted! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd normally cave in to spoilers but this time around, I've actually decided not to read any of them because I don't want to ruin it for myself - the suspense would have been great - but I guess when it comes to something that you're really crazy over, you just can't help it, no matter how hard you try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad to say, I gave in to the temptation and couldn't stop my urge to read up on the descriptions, which can be found &lt;a href="http://dissendium.com/page.php?id=941"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.aintitcool.com/node/30683?a_couple_of_reports_on_happy_feet_and_one_spy_saw_the_new_harry_potter_trailer_too"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Needless to say, spoilers abound, so if you don't wish to spoil the fun for yourself, is able to restrain yourself and can stamp out that desire that's growing within you, then DO NOT click on those links :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first description almost caused me a fit while the other got my adrenaline pumping :) Both sounded &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;great&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and now, there's nothing else I would wish for, but for July 13th to arrive like, &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh but there's still 240 days to go! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116349045664828037?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116349045664828037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116349045664828037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116349045664828037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116349045664828037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/ive-read-tags-that-yall-have-written.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116342664627286798</id><published>2006-11-13T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T06:10:04.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quite obviously, I've got a new blogskin up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not excited about it, because everyone whom I've asked for opinions from have said that it's ugly and, duh, that's extremely demoralising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I've decided to put it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thought that this is the best one that I've ever managed to come up with but I guess my &lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt; is still not good enough. Even if I had spent an entire Sunday on it (which explains my lack of post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, looking for the appropriate pictures to create this blogskin from already robbed me of an entire morning and the picture itself took me ages to complete. Cropping it from two different pictures took up a lot of time, because I had to make sure that the sizes were right so they wouldn't blend wierdly. I even had to balance the levels at least 10 times because the lightings of both pictures were different, which is understandable, because they were taken from different angles in the movie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still calling for comments on this blogskin though, despite all those negative ones that I had to endure, but be gentle with those criticisms alright? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you guys still haven't realise, yes, I'm one who hopes for Harry to end up with Hermione :) And no, I have no idea why I named it Vanilla Love - it appeared out of nowhere and it happen to sound cute to me, so there you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much has happened today, because, like many others, I've been rotting at home all day, and I couldn't access the internet since my sis hogged the laptop once she got home from school to play o2jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! Hsiang Wei to the rescueeeee! As always :) Told me about this video on Youtube.com and he added laughter to what might have been a dull and horrible Monday for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bet you guys will enjoy it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;ROVE TALKS TO ELMO :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AxW6-_Qx1JA" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA gosh, I love this video! And I &lt;strong&gt;sooooooo&lt;/strong&gt; love Elmo! "&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'Cos Elmo's a cute little monster!&lt;/span&gt;" OMFG, that's hilarious xD And I never fail to crack up whenever he opens up his big mouth, LMAO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Did I squeeze you too tight?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HUBBAHUBBA! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116342664627286798?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116342664627286798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116342664627286798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116342664627286798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116342664627286798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/quite-obviously-ive-got-new-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116334671677495218</id><published>2006-11-11T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T07:54:54.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It could be the aftermath of the chalet experience, I don't know, but I'm totally addicted to Mahjong now. Tsk, it's bad I know, but I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just like how Lin Lin couldn't wait to play &lt;strong&gt;UNO&lt;/strong&gt; with us when she first learnt how it was played during the class chalet xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bad news is, no one at home wants to play with me! Because they &lt;em&gt;all have better things to do&lt;/em&gt;. The only person who showed any signs of desire to play was my grandmother, but once she got to know that no money would be involved in the game, she lost all interest. So the only way I've got to stop my cravings, is to play the computer game I bought last year -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/mahjong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/mahjong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which gets boring after a while, because there's absolutely no intereaction with the other players, so you don't really get the sense of satisfaction when you win. And the nature of this game tends to irritate people as well, because the players are so impatient, you get scolded when you take a tad more time to decide which tile to discard. And some of them are pretty offensive. That's even more so when one of the players you're playing against happen to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;吴宗宪.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who just can't shut his mouth up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss all my Mahjong mates! :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apart from playing Mahjong with those animated Hong Kong stars, I've also been trying really hard to come up with a new blogskin. I know my blogskins have never been really great but I hope to do better this time around. But it's proving to be really difficult because I've got no inspiration! And not all the scenes from GOONG are available online. I've been searching the web for a decent picture - one with an interesting scene and most importantly, NO WATERMARKS - but sadly, to no avail.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Rina suggested making Harry Potter ones, and she was rather shocked that I hadn't make one on my favourite character/movie/book :) Very shocking meh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I might take her suggestion and make one on, perhaps, Harry and Hermione!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We'll see :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116334671677495218?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116334671677495218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116334671677495218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116334671677495218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116334671677495218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/it-could-be-aftermath-of-chalet.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116334526951985052</id><published>2006-11-09T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T07:27:50.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hsiang Wei treated me to a movie today! Haha, not after much persuasion though, and I doubt he would have agreed if he wasn't in such a grave desperation to get out of his house to kill time. Still, I'm thankful la. Haha, thanks dude! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were contemplating over what movie we should watch, and had shortlisted: The Convenant, Flushed Away, Material Girls and Step Up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't in the mood to watch animation, so Flushed Away was off the list and since we didn't know what Step Up was about, we did away with it as well. The first one wasn't screened at JE Shaw, and so we decided on Material Girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/material_girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/material_girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which turned out okay :) Haha it was funny (EXFOLIATION! WAHAHA xD) but I didn't quite get how they managed to solve the case in the end, lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/Marcus-Coloma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/Marcus-Coloma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND OH MY GOSH. The guy who later hooked up with Hilary in the movie is HOT! Haha, and really really cute. Did a Google search and found out his name's Marcus Coloma. Marcus... haha, I've always had good impressions of the Marcus&lt;em&gt;es&lt;/em&gt; I have met :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want Marcussssssss! He was such a hero in the movie. And pretty smart too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I think Haylie's much prettier than her sister, and both of them look better with wavy hair :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this movie experience was pretty freaky! The two of us were the first ones to get into the theatre, which was almost pitch black, and right before the movie started, only this one other guy had entered the theatre. In the end, there were only 7 people in the entire cinema watching the movie! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recalling it still brings me the creeps haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Hsiang Wei finished up 3/4 of the popcorn we bought -.- I should have eaten them all when I had the chance. Fancy you stopping me from eating any, saying that I'd finish them up even before the movie started, when you yourself didn't stop putting popcorn into your mouth until you could see the bottom of that HUGE cup. Rawrrrrrrr!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not forgetting that regular size Coke and 6 nuggets which you finished up WITHOUT ME! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't owe you any money now, OKAY?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116334526951985052?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116334526951985052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116334526951985052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116334526951985052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116334526951985052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hsiang-wei-treated-me-to-movie-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116334166801158920</id><published>2006-11-08T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T06:45:32.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M BACK! &lt;333!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my voice, I'm fried crisp, I've been sleeping on the floor for the past 4 nights and I haven't had a proper meal since I left for the chalet from Liang Hui's apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bonked out, physically and mentally and I need sleep immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all these dicomforts, though, I still had loads of fun for the past few days! And although there &lt;u&gt;were&lt;/u&gt; a few disagreements during which you could feel the tension rising while we were living under that &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; roof (which was extremely huge one), I had a great time at Sentosa, Liang Hui's house and the chalet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outing to Sentosa was the best that I've ever had - extremely fun and funny :D And this was the first chalet that I've ever been to with a class and that made it all the more memorable, with all those sixers around :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But until I get the photos which were taken, I doubt I'd be doing a full account of what happened for the past few days because it'd be too boring. What's a post without pictures, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can talk about what happened today though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which isn't much actually, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10.30am, we checked out from the chalet where I spent 4 nights over at, and walkedwalkedwalked to the bus stop outside Wild Wild Wet, before taking a bus to the Pasir Ris MRT station :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the train to Boon Lay and had lunch with Xue Yan, Rina and Jojo :) At MAC DONALD'S! We talked about loads of things while eating, even touching on subjects like the number of children &lt;strong&gt;they&lt;/strong&gt; would like to have in the future and about all the crazy things teenagers these days like to do, lol. I got kinda agitated at some point during the chat, but it ended quite peacefully :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THENNNNN. I finally managed to persuade Xue Yan to get her ears pierced! I'm so proud of myself alright, because if it weren't for me, Xue Yan, Jie Yi and Lin Lin wouldn't have been able to fulfil their wishes of putting on earrings :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hahahaha, Xue Yan's reactions when she &lt;u&gt;thought&lt;/u&gt; the lady was going to pierce her ears were &lt;strong&gt;CLASSICS&lt;/strong&gt; alright! I should have recorded the entire process, lol. She was on the verge of clawing the mirror she was sitting against and was 5 seconds slow in reaction when her first hole was pierced xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we went to get rings! Haha pretty pretty ones. I've been eyeing this ring from &lt;em&gt;Ice Lemon Tee&lt;/em&gt; for ages - one with a heart and an arrow across it, really lovely. I wanted it badly, especially after seeing that Lim Min, Serena and Jin Faye had gotten one each already so I kinda made those three come along with me. Then it turned out the price had been changed to 3 for $5 and so, Jojo and Xue Yan bought one too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took the MRT back with Rina, because I was left with only $5 and Rina's mum wanted her to be home early. Jojo and Xue Yan continued to shop, I think haha, because the latter was too excited about her earholes that she couldn't wait to get new earrings to put on. Yeah, even after we've told her that she can't take off her current ones for at least 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, I guess that's Xue Yan :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116334166801158920?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116334166801158920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116334166801158920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116334166801158920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116334166801158920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-back-333-ive-lost-my-voice-im-fried.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116333732210838612</id><published>2006-11-03T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T05:15:22.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm leaving for school in 10 minutes' time, but I'm too nervous now that I really need to do something that will take my mind off Choral &amp; Drama Night before I break down and refuse to go to school, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't possibly miss out the chance to update my blog for the last time, before the outing to Sentosa, then the sleepover at Liang Hui's house followed by the class chalet! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, by the time I'm back, my blog might have been abandoned for 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, see ya! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116333732210838612?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116333732210838612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116333732210838612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116333732210838612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116333732210838612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-leaving-for-school-in-10-minutes.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116331475118640881</id><published>2006-11-02T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T04:57:32.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why, but Blogger just won't publish my posts. I'm not sure what's wrong with it but it's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I CAN'T PUBLISH MY POSTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and this is one of the worst things that can ever happen to me, no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It keeps telling me "&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Error - Please Try Again&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN MAY I ASK? OR RATHER, WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope my posts won't disappear :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neh&lt;/em&gt; mind. I shall continue blogging until my posts appear! Or should I consider changing a blog? But I really like the name crisscross-! 'Cos it sounds really sweet, and looks really neat, heh. Yeah, and I think those two attributes are enough to make up for the fact that it's a name which makes sense to no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I've always had the intention to switch to livejournal.com. It's more professional, somehow, and it appeals to me more than &lt;em&gt;blogspot &lt;/em&gt;does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today's a boring day, so I shall talk about yesterday instead :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, yesterday, er I went to school yesterday, and sold French fries with the class, despite the foul mood. Fund-raising turned out to be pretty fun. And oily. And smelly. And gross, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I didn't prepare anything for dinner last night, I had nothing but potatoes and loads of salt to fill my stomach instead. I even scorched by tongue! 'Cos Wen Jiao told me to try one to check if it's too salty, and I stupidly obeyed when I knew very well that the whole chunk just came out from the fryer -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we earned a profit of about $400! Which is loads more than we got last year, or at least so I think, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And throughout the night, I borrowed Haidee's mp3 and refused to return it to her until it was time to go home, heee. But it was so boring there la! Especially after the interval, when there was nothing to do - all the fries and flowers had been sold out and I didn't want to watch the performances just in case I get pressurised, seeing how well the others were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo, Haidee's mp3 was my only source of entertainment, besides Haidee herself, who was being spastic and amusing with the frying pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her mp3 wasn't very helpful either, because it only contained 5 songs -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Lim Min and Qiao Yan after the interval (at the dark, dark quadrangle, with only our phones, and my umbrella for protection, lol) and we've basically come to a conclusion that no one's going to like our performance because it does not have the essence a performance should possess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comical scenes, no touching scenes. Just, scenes. Who's going to enjoy it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you know, people might start leaving halfway through our item. Or even sleep -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the day! Grahhhhh anxiety and nervousness.&lt;br /&gt;AND STRESSSSSS :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY THE FORCE BE WITH US! &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;206 ALL THE WAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116331475118640881?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116331475118640881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116331475118640881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116331475118640881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116331475118640881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-dont-know-why-but-blogger-just-wont.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116331229258881969</id><published>2006-11-01T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T22:49:20.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A mere difference of &lt;strong&gt;0.03%&lt;/strong&gt; - it's not a lot, is it? Doesn't seem to mean anything to me, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it made &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; the difference in the world, this insignificant difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0.03%&lt;/strong&gt;, it just seem too much of a pity, too &lt;s&gt;good&lt;/s&gt; bad to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this where the word &lt;em&gt;surreal&lt;/em&gt; comes in? Seems suitable, but this is not dream-like at all - more like a nightmare, I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I understand the fact that I didn't get it is enough evidence that I've not done enough, or maybe I'm not even good enough for it. In fact, I've never expected myself to be good enough for a notable position in class this year since my E.O.Y. results weren't that pleasing at all. And not forgetting that horrible score I got for SIA, thanks to a certain &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;. I've even told myself to work hard next year - goes to show I've not been hopeful about it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was how I felt about things, and I was willing to let it go, y'know, stop dwelling upon what's been done and move on, taking this supposed failure as a drive and inspiration to work harder next year. Until, that is, I was asked to proof-read all the remarks that were on the report slips, when I realised that, hey, I might stand a chance afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope sprung within me, only to be crushed all over again by a mere 0.03% score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't accept this fact not because I didn't get the position (as I've said, I didn't really expected myself to), but because I lost it by 0.03%. That's all the fuss is about. If I'd lost by say, 1%, I'd have shut my mouth up. Oh no, even 0.5% would have been enough for me to come to terms with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed so near, yet so far. Knowing that I held a chance, and then, how narrowly I missed it - it's just pretty hard to let go, and difficult to accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I can be less uptight about scores and percentages, at least not down to the second decimal point, then I would feel less vexed about things right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in the mood to sell anything in school anymore, not even French fries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116331229258881969?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116331229258881969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116331229258881969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116331229258881969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116331229258881969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/11/mere-difference-of-0.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116326047173689894</id><published>2006-10-31T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T02:37:16.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Imagine an &lt;em&gt;ang-moh&lt;/em&gt; speaking Singlish! Should be rather hilarious, aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chanced upon a video when I visited &lt;a href="http://www.mrbrown.com"&gt;MrBrown.com&lt;/a&gt; and I realised that I've never seen a Westerner trying to speaking the English language, Singapore style. So, the following video was extremely amusing to me. Some who left comments were pretty offended, but this is all for fun, I guess :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a comedy skit from Tyler Creasman and David Rapa. Performed at the&lt;br /&gt;International Community School in Singapore on October 13, 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler, 13, is the proud product of 6 years in Singapore primary schools and&lt;br /&gt;a daily diet of Mr Brown's podcasts at &lt;a href="http://www.mrbrown.com/"&gt;MrBrown.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QxIJ9swGFUQ" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is: &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;STEADYYYYYYYY MANNNNNNN~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a totally unrelated note, I think Tyler looks kinda like Tom Felton, y'know, the guy who acts as the bad guy in Harry Potter? Yeah, that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;And the other one highly resembles Dudley Dursley.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116326047173689894?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116326047173689894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116326047173689894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116326047173689894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116326047173689894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/imagine-ang-moh-speaking-singlish.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116315297051908566</id><published>2006-10-30T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:03:53.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I came across this cool illusion :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the instructions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Relax and concentrate on the 4 small dots in the middle of the picture for about 30-40 seconds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Direct your vision to a wall near you, or any smooth, single coloured surface.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You will see a circle of light developing, then start blinking your eyes a couple of times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;What do you see? (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/illusion!.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/illusion%21.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it cool? I thought it was meant to be something ugly or even scary, but it turn out to look kinda good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;em&gt;Princess Hours&lt;/em&gt; again today. No, I have no idea why, so don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I know is that it's about time I gave this blog a new appearance :) 'Cos I'm getting tired of looking at that picture of Bloom everytime I open up Internet Explorer - no wait, I'm just sick of the picture, not that hotthrob - and everything's so bluuuuuuuue :\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If the inspiration comes, I hope I'd be able to come up with one on GOONG! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pretty sums up my day, and my thoughts. It's been a boring day, so yep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116315297051908566?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116315297051908566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116315297051908566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116315297051908566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116315297051908566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-came-across-this-cool-illusion.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116314883584879069</id><published>2006-10-29T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T02:38:02.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/goong2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/goong2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The palace discovers the existence of a royal grandson living among commoners. It turns out that he has absolutely no clue about his identity. After he graduated from high school, he works as a delivery boy in a Chinese restaurant. He was then invited into the palace after which he became a member of the imperial family overnight. Upon his entrance to the palace, he began his training as he was expected to be groomed, in preperation to eventually take over the throne as emperor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm all excited that there's going to be a second season to my favourite drama of all time, I've definitely not expected this, at all. &lt;p&gt;I have no idea why the director decided to name this one as the sequel to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;宫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, when the story clearly no longer evolves around Chae-gyung, Shin, Yul and Hyo-rin. Which, needless to say, is an utter disappointment to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the English title has been conveniently changed to PRINCE HOURS, because this time around, the show's focusing on the life of the male lead, and not the female, unlike in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;宫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. It might make sense to name it that, but I'm not for it at all, because... it all just sounds so slipshod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not always for looks but it's common knowledge that looks affect first impressions. And to me, none of this four, can match up to the original cast from Princess Hours, because all four look less attractive. And that's already a score deducted, when it's supposed to make up for the marks penalised due the fact that the original cast has been done away with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know I'm condemning the show even before it's been made but I can't help it. And I've yet to talk about the plot, which doesn't appeal to me one bit. I've been looking forward to seeing the original cast once more :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just hope the show would prove me wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116314883584879069?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116314883584879069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116314883584879069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116314883584879069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116314883584879069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/palace-discovers-existence-of-royal.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116314368415051318</id><published>2006-10-28T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T00:54:51.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rawrrr, I'm so bonked out right now I'm not exactly in the mood to blog. Yet, my life just seems rather incomplete unless I get onto Blogger.com and update crisscross-. It has obviously become something like a sort of daily routine for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up 15 minutes late this morning, but thank God I managed to get to school in time. I was in charge of, well, a class, along with Jia Rern and Elaine, and we all had to put on this red colour sash which says &lt;em&gt;Walk Out of Loneliness&lt;/em&gt;, or something along that line before setting off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Marina Square without a lot of hussle, or at least it felt like it, I'm not sure, 'cos I fell asleep on the bus, heh. Then we stood around when we got there, did some really simple, warm up movements and were trying to rid ourselves of ants most of the time. Clearly, those ants think it's funny to climb all over us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, we walked and I'm not gonna try to deny that it was a horrible experience. I had a green, unidentified caterpilla-like insect land round my neck at one point during journey, and not only were those people absolutely inconsiderate, they were being extremely uncooperative as well. It's as if they will lose a limb doing what we tell them to or like it'll hurt if they kept up with their class. I feel that they should really reflect, and think about WHY we were even asking them to do what we told them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those instructions were given so that no one would be lost during the walk, so ultimately, it's for their own safety, and not just so it would be easier for us to locate all of them. But apparently, it didn't struck them that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially to that one girl who never fail to do otherwise regardless of what instructions were given to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always felt that although generations are getting smarter by the year, the attitude held by teenagers today is getting worse as we go down the generation. And after today, I somewhat feel that my stand has been proven to be true. I have no idea what caused this rebellious thinking in us, but it's become extremely revolting, even to me. I just hope we'd all grow out of it, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the walk, my mood generally got better, even though we still had to lug at least 10 goodie bags at a time, over a distance of 'round 200m, for multiple times, before we got to take a rest. Yet the rest was nothing really much of a rest because we were sitting on grasses, under the bright, hot sun, listening the horrible music blasting from the audio speakers placed right in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I was thrilled to be on my way home, even though I still had to take a 20-minute walk to the MRT station. It was not a pleasant experience that I endured today -I'm even fried crisp- but we elects have bonded quite a bit after this &lt;em&gt;outing&lt;/em&gt; nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrightey, I shall go sleep now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116314368415051318?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116314368415051318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116314368415051318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116314368415051318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116314368415051318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/rawrrr-im-so-bonked-out-right-now-im.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116203527901711364</id><published>2006-10-27T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T22:58:16.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of the school holiday and I spent 15 hours re-watching &lt;em&gt;Princess Hours&lt;/em&gt; for the third time, starting from the 6th episode :) Haha, my love for this Korean drama is pretty obvious huh! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even went to the extent of replacing my favourite &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/em&gt; wallpaper with two on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;宫 &lt;/span&gt;over the past few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/desktop2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/desktop3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ain't I proud of myself, haha. But quite apparently, I didn't have the heart to get rid of the countdown timer to HP OoTP on both occasions xD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yet, sad to say, I am showing signs of regret for getting myself into this drama all over again, no matter how much I love it. Why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Because having to refresh my memory on all those heart-wrenching moments in the drama is just too much for me to handle. Your heart will just hurt watching them, like you're really torn apart, inside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gnp9wag-4bc" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Didn't you just burst into tears upon seeing her she run after his car :')&lt;/p&gt;And poor Yul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I never asked you (CG) to&lt;br /&gt;accept me. I just don't want you to push me&lt;br /&gt;away."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Rawrrrrr! Recalling what Yul Goon had to go through pains me so much, that it's just impossible to keep a straight face while at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like what Wei Qing said &lt;em&gt;On one hand, you want Shin and Chae Gyung to be together. On the other hand, you don't want to see Yul suffer in misery. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So in short, I'm feeling somewhat depressed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;AND OH YES. Anyone has got the song played in the above video? I &lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;it, but it's not in the original soundtrack! I've been downloading everything under that name I could find, but they all turn out to be MVs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Digressing a bit! Tomorrow's going to be a long and busy day! I have to report to school at an impossible time of SIX THIRTY for duty during this walkathon at Marina Park. I really hope I will survive the walk but since I'm attached for duty with Elaine and Jia Rern, I doubt it would be that bad :) And I heard the walk's only 2.5km long, so it shouldn't really be a problem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The only thing I'm worried about is, whether or not I can wake up at 5.30, on a Saturday morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Therefore I reckon I should try and get some sleep now, &lt;em&gt;ann yeong!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116203527901711364?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116203527901711364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116203527901711364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116203527901711364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116203527901711364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/first-day-of-school-holiday-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116195099369551336</id><published>2006-10-26T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T06:11:32.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So it's the last day of school today but I didn't get real emotional or anything. I was feeling sad, yeah, but not to the extent of crying myself silly, which a few did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably it's because it just didn't feel like it was the last day of school at all. Which is kinda true since there's still the fund-raising event during Choral and Drama Night on 1st Nov, and our actual performance two days later, so it didn't really feel like &lt;em&gt;Wow&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;THIS IS IT, THIS &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;THE&lt;/u&gt; END, &lt;/em&gt;because I would be seeing my classmates just a few days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with all the closures that we've had today - which included a hell lot of songs and countless photo montages - it's difficult to not feel a tinge of sadness, or at the very least, that bit of moodiness. And with Mdm Mak leaving the school, the atmosphere today was just pretty wierd and in my opinion, unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've realised that no matter how much I feel like I don't belong, I &lt;u&gt;know&lt;/u&gt; that I will miss my classmates a lot, whether or not we would be able to meet one another along the corridors next year. It just won't be the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply because we won't be able to see one another as much, and we can no longer call ourselves &lt;em&gt;a class&lt;/em&gt;. And all that'd be left would be the memories of the days we've had together and all the experiences that we've gone through as a class, as 106/206.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss y'guys. And I hope I won't be forgotten :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116195099369551336?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116195099369551336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116195099369551336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116195099369551336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116195099369551336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-its-last-day-of-school-today-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116178777439868728</id><published>2006-10-25T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T07:52:52.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel somewhat enlightened. And while what you're about to read may sound offensive, it's totally meant to be anything but that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attending school for the past few days has been nothing but meaningless and boring. We're forced to be occupied with activities I'm not particularly interested in and we spend a lot of time just playing games or worse, sleep. I would really rather stay at home than to try and get myself out of bed in the morning at 6 and spend the entire day doing nothing constructive at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, no matter how much I hate the idea of going to school, doing what I refer to as obsolete stuff, I guess I would still be attending school tomorrow because it's after all, the last official school day that I would be spending with my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, when I looked back at what happened today, I really wonder if I'm even considered one of them or whether or not my absence/presence (depending on how you see it) even matters to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I don't belong, frankly speaking. Yeah, and as much as I would like to deny it, there would always be that someone else in class, or maybe several of them, who would be deemed as better company or better friends, so to speak, than me; I'm never the first person who comes to mind when y'guys think about friends, buddies or classmates. Haha, don't try to deny, because y'all know it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there's really nothing wrong with that, but the knowledge that I probably ain't much welcome around, well, &lt;em&gt;anywhere&lt;/em&gt;, kinda pains, if you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after thinking it through today, I've pretty much come to terms with it and yeah, I've realised that I can blame no one but myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, seems like this inferiority complex thing has come back to me, again, but this time, no, I'm not going to cry and hate the entire world. Instead, I'm just going to accept it as a fact and adjust to it; I will cease to try and be more friendly than I actually can, remain as the loner I've always been (even if I hadn't always been aware of it) and just be contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's what I would do. I won't care if someone's treating me well only because I'm her last acquaintance around and she just needs to show off how she has a wide circle of friends to anyone who would even bother. I'll not take it to take it to heart, when someone talks to me over MSN only because she wants me to answer questions regarding homework. I'm not going to let it bother me when I'm being &lt;em&gt;snubbed&lt;/em&gt; by her because there are &lt;em&gt;popular&lt;/em&gt; girls around so she doesn't have to &lt;em&gt;stoop&lt;/em&gt; to my level to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum that up: Go ahead and treat me as a substitute or a source for homework answers, because I ain't going to let it affect me any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just treat me the way you guys have always been doing, yeah and I'll just be who I am :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I've not mentioned a single name in this post, so if you think you're one of those people I'm refering to, then too bad for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116178777439868728?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116178777439868728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116178777439868728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116178777439868728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116178777439868728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-feel-somewhat-enlightened_25.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116179061679002606</id><published>2006-10-24T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T08:43:06.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NEW PHOTOS! But not official ones, which is kinda obvious from those HUGE water marks. But I'm not complaining because I'm practically living for these photos :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These would have been taken during the filming of the scene with the focal point being the red phone booth, which Harry and Mr Weasley would have to get into, dial &lt;em&gt;62442 (M-A-G-I-C)&lt;/em&gt; before arriving at the Ministry of Magic for Harry's hearing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/197_still_7_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/197_still_7_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/197_still_13_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/197_still_13_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gees, turns out three hours of buffet, with nothing but &lt;em&gt;sushi &lt;/em&gt;and too much &lt;em&gt;wasabi&lt;/em&gt; can really knock the senses out of someone because I can hardly &lt;u&gt;think&lt;/u&gt; right now. Oh, and watching &lt;em&gt;Roving Mars&lt;/em&gt; in the omni-threatre is a hell of an experience - totally worth the money IMO :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos can be found &lt;a href="http://www.realmovienews.com/movies/197"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but there ain't much, really, just similar pictures of Dan standing around the phone booth xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA! :DDDDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116179061679002606?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116179061679002606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116179061679002606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116179061679002606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116179061679002606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-photos-but-not-official-ones-which.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116178914876646363</id><published>2006-10-23T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T08:17:37.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm glad to say that I think I've bonded really well with the other Council elects today :) While we were all busy carrying out our duties for the Sec 2 EOY activities, we were still able to find time to sit around and chat (fine, gossip) and I had a pretty good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only, I hadn't expect to be told about things regarding well, certain people and I can really empathise with well, a few of them, who hadn't exactly been treated well ever since they have gotten their current leadership position in school. But I must remind those people to never lose faith in themselves, because you'll always have US (i.e. the other Council elects) there for you! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think the activity today was a success and APPLAUSE TO ALL WHO WERE IN CHARGE! YAYYYYY :D I had fun counting the beans and Wei Qing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Five colours of each bean.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA RIGHT! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two down, with one more to go so after school, I had another trial run with a few others for Wednesday's activities for the Sec 3s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a load of fun even though I had actually attended it with well, a heavy heart and a horrible attitude, I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling kinda bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still! I went for it willingly and I'm sure glad I did, because I made a whole group of friends as a result and had lots of great laughs with those crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the 6 of us playing with hoola hoops in the middle of the corridor outside the PE Deparment xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, Han Jing is now officially BUNNY! Actually, I meant to call her &lt;em&gt;Barney,&lt;/em&gt; with her obsession for the song &lt;em&gt;I love you, you love me, we're a happy family...&lt;/em&gt; and her purple specs but somehow, it ended up as Bunny, so there you go! BUNNY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yen Jin is &lt;s&gt;cherry&lt;/s&gt; TOMATO, Grace is &lt;s&gt;tomato&lt;/s&gt;CHERRY, Sheena is BANANA and Melanie is MELON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm &lt;u&gt;carrot&lt;/u&gt;. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why, ask Bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the games for the Sec 3s are funnnnnn! Much more interesting than the ones we've had, sad to say and it was really great to be part of the trial run, trying out the games which Rachel and Jolyn had taken time to think of :) I HAD LOTS OF TUN! And almost hyperventilated - imagine &lt;u&gt;SPITBALLS&lt;/u&gt;, YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't get to play them tomorrow! Will probably have to stick to my duty as a &lt;em&gt;patroller &lt;/em&gt;- I won't even get to help out! And I don't even know what I'm supposed to do, rawrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE &lt;em&gt;FRUITYVEGGIES &lt;/em&gt;FAMILY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116178914876646363?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116178914876646363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116178914876646363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116178914876646363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116178914876646363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-glad-to-say-that-i-think-ive-bonded.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116152117846167982</id><published>2006-10-21T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T08:10:07.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A &lt;strong&gt;LIZARD&lt;/strong&gt; DROPPED RIGHT BESIDE ME FROM THE CEILING JUST NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went &lt;em&gt;TUD!&lt;/em&gt; and I thought it came from my sister, who was physically torturing herself by trying out the punishment Chae Kyung and Shin had to endure when they lost the game at her parents' house since THEY BOTH SOUNDED SIMILAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh nononono, it was A &lt;u&gt;LIZARD&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big, fat and ugly &lt;u&gt;LIZARD&lt;/u&gt;, looking up at me with its digusting, gray, round eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so freaked out I flipped out of my bed and onto my sister's. Like, literally flip out. And it had to be such a HUGE ONE! Was at least 3/4 the length of my hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LIZARD. ON MY BED. RIGHT NEXT TO MY HAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IT TRIED TO REACH FOR MY HAND WITH IT'S TONGUE! HOW MORE DISGUSTING CAN YOU GET?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What in the &lt;strong&gt;world&lt;/strong&gt;, did I do, to deserve such an experience fit to be a punishment? Or what, rodents and insects just LOVE me, is that it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gees, first a rat, now a lizard, wow, I wonder what I'm going to get next. A spider perhaps? Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edit)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I realised that I forgot to mention the lizard died in the end now that Jerlyn has reminded me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Jerlyn, why do you hope for the lizard to be alive?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, clearly, my mum couldn't stand it when I didn't stop screaming and jumping all around the room after that creepy crawly landed on my bed because she was trying to watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, seeing that I was still screaming after 5 minutes, she took up a thick magazine, found the lizard, which has &lt;em&gt;run&lt;/em&gt; all the way up the wall upon hearing* me scream, whacked at it lots of time till its tail came off, and scooped it into the dustbin the moment she was sure it was dead since the eyes were bulging out its head - gross, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So creepy crawlies, &lt;u&gt;don't&lt;/u&gt; try and mess with me because Y'ALL ARE COURTING DEATH IF YOU DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muahahahahaha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do lizards have ears?&lt;br /&gt;(/Edit)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116152117846167982?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116152117846167982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116152117846167982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116152117846167982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116152117846167982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/lizard-dropped-right-beside-me-from_21.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116124467409540136</id><published>2006-10-19T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T01:02:39.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maplers! I got to know about this interesting webpage that I think you guys might be interested to try out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.jp/adagio_ms/guide.htm"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/create-ms-web.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/create-ms-web.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yep, a MapleStory Character Simulator! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cool huh! I wonder how the creator actually succeeded in coming up with this. But be warned that it doesn't have all the clothes existing in the game. And some of the links don't really work, though it could be because I'm using the computer in school, I'm not sure haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/created-ms-char.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/created-ms-char.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.jp/adagio_ms/guide.htm"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.jp/adagio_ms/guide.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This would be how my character would look like if my account hadn't been hacked and my password CHANGED. Oh, if I had the money, and is willing to spend them on a virtual character :\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have fun y'guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116124467409540136?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116124467409540136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116124467409540136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116124467409540136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116124467409540136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/maplers-i-got-to-know-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116170095752084304</id><published>2006-10-17T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T07:44:45.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;I ♥ PRINCESS HOURS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.yello.co.th/th/userdata/usr_2/usr_274/usr_27409/img/27409_1_1141998676_preview.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116170095752084304?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116170095752084304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116170095752084304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116170095752084304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116170095752084304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-princess-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116152660644855742</id><published>2006-10-15T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T07:06:18.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still irritated over my sister's shameless attempts to spite me with her new handphone. &lt;em&gt;Yes, she still hasn't stop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're downright despicable, those attempts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still want to watch &lt;em&gt;Princess&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Hours&lt;/em&gt; very, very, very badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! I guess I'm feeling loads better after the shopping spree today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha shopping really is the best remedy for us females if you ask me. Makes us forget practically all about our worries and problems! And it's very effective since it lasts for a long time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially since my mum's the one who paid for all those dresses and tops I got :) Which amounted to about 200 bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealous? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got in total two dresses, four tops and a skirt. Most of them from BIFC, which is my favourite brand at the moment because the colours of their designs are mostly pink, light brown, white and black and these colours look really nice together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't exactly the best shopping experience I've had, partly because I do feel kinda guilty spending so much just on clothes &lt;u&gt;in a single day&lt;/u&gt;. And walking around from 12 till 8 is enough to make your feet feel like they are on the brink of disintergration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus McDee's &lt;strong&gt;TWICE &lt;/strong&gt;in a day, and I thought my mum despises fast food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and there's also that prospect of having to attend school tomorrow, &lt;em&gt;yiaks&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116152660644855742?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116152660644855742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116152660644855742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116152660644855742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116152660644855742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-still-irritated-over-my-sisters.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116152404269525469</id><published>2006-10-14T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T06:34:02.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought post-examination period was supposed to be fun but ha, it's turning out absolutely otherwise for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me but I see no reason why I have to suffer like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm deprived of &lt;em&gt;Princess&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Hours&lt;/em&gt; just because my mum hasn't got to the part I've stopped at and she's angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, just because the episode she's watching is 10 episodes behind the one I finished doesn't entitle her the right to forbid me from watching it until she has caught up with me. I mean, I don't see her waiting till I was free to catch the drama together when she was watching &lt;em&gt;My Girl &lt;/em&gt;less than a few months back. Really, she just went on watching, episode after episode, without taking a moment to check if I could keep up with the story because I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO WATCH THE FIRST EPISODE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't even allowed to COMPLAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, where's the logic in this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been using my phone for two years now. My sister could have used hers for right about the same period of time, but hey, I'm the older one, shouldn't I get it first? At the very least, I don't misplace my phone all over the house and use it say, &lt;u&gt;an hour per month&lt;/u&gt;. I utilise mine fully and I take good care of it, unlike my sis, who doesn't give a damn where she leaves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE DOESN'T EVEN USE IT FOR GOODNESS SAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fine, if she's being loved more and it's agreed that she deserves the phone more than I do, FINE, I'll accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT COULD YOU AT LEAST STOP HER FROM FLAUNTING THE PHONE RIGHT IN MY FACE EVERYTIME SHE GETS THE CHANCE TO?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm not feeling bad enough without her showing off her new phone in front of me, blasting music outside the bathroom while I'm &lt;strong&gt;showering&lt;/strong&gt; to EMPHASISE the fact that her phone has a built-in MP3 player and boasting how cool her phone is since it's equipped with bluetooth AND TAKE PHOTOS EVERYTIME SHE'S FREE BEFORE TRANSFERRING THEM INTO THE COMPUTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does she have to KEEP RUBBING IT IN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the HAZE. Damn it, we DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING. We weren't the ones who set fire to an entire forest the size of 100 football fields. WE DON'T EVEN STAY THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE DIDN'T DO &lt;u&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WE'RE GETTING EYE IRRITATIONS, BREATHING PROBLEMS AND-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE AREN'T ALLOWED TO STEP OUT OF THE HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU GUYS ARE BLAMING THE &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WIND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;?! SHIT MAN, IF YOU GUYS DIDN'T BURN THE FORESTS IN THE FIRST PLACE, DAMN IT, THERE WON'T BE HAZE FOR THE WIND TO BLOW, IDIOTS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116152404269525469?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116152404269525469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116152404269525469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116152404269525469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116152404269525469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-thought-post-examination-period-was.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116101024484690454</id><published>2006-10-13T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T01:42:22.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anyone realised today's Black Friday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt so because I seem to be the only one crazy one who bothers taking note of such er, &lt;em&gt;special&lt;/em&gt; days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's only because, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix hits theatres on A BLACK FRIDAY TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which also means that eight months from now, I would most probably be in a theatre, watching MY FAVOURIT&lt;em&gt;EST &lt;/em&gt;STORY IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD, COME ALIVE ON THE BIG SCREEEEEEEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how not to be excited! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess Black Friday's not really as &lt;em&gt;black&lt;/em&gt; as it is said to be because the results that I have received today aren't that bad. And a surprising A1 for Mathematics too! So yeah, I guess I'm feeling kinda alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering how I should go about spending my well-deserved weekends now that the examinations are over. And even though it's been days since I've been free from the wrath of EOYs, I'm really not used to the situation I am in right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A situation whereby no work is assigned, no more revision is required and I have all the time in the world to do what I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just feels funny. Like, abnormal :&lt;br /&gt;I mean just a few days ago, I've been so stressed up that I was on the verge of breaking down and all I did was study. There were no other options; I had no right to choose what I wanted to do because there was not a single doubt that I had to study, mug and revise. Every second of the day mattered then, and letting my mind drift to matters unrelated to studies was a sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, no one gives a damn even if I spend an hour just &lt;u&gt;stoning&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh mummyyyyy, I want the DVD! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116101024484690454?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116101024484690454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116101024484690454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116101024484690454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116101024484690454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/anyone-realised-todays-black-friday-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116083508437019006</id><published>2006-10-12T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T07:11:24.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had 10 hours of TV today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;宫&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. I still have got about er, 9 episodes to go but I can't watch them until Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to my mother, who think it's funny to implement this &lt;em&gt;punishment&lt;/em&gt;, just because I spent the entire day watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't try to lie, mum. It's because I didn't wait till you came back from work to watch it with you, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so agonising, rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, pretty pathetic of me to stay home all day but I couldn't help it! The show's too good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got the neoprints taken on Monday scanned in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/neo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/neo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I look awkward :\ Liang Hui suggested that everyone kiss me in this one, and I didn't know what to do because obviously, there's no way I can kiss myself. (Imagine &lt;em&gt;that!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;And clearly, Jin Faye wasn't interested HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/neo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/neo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Don't ask why we positioned our hands like that. Someone suggested it and there wasn't time to think of other poses so there you go :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The other neoprints won't show so that's that. And yes, I still think that taking neoprints is a very traumatic process - lots of hair-raising screams and really chaotic. AND it's expensive, tsk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angels &amp; Devils&lt;/em&gt; is looking up but what's with the eyeball?! Ewwwwwww. And I don't still don't get what the anti-matter is and I'm not sure if it's significant to the plot. Seems like it though, since it was what's stolen. But what for? When it isn't for terrorism activities? Unless Langdon's wrong, which I hope he isn't. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm dreading tomorrow because school resumes. I can no longer sleep till 12 noon nor can I watch TV all day long. Plus I'm left with absolutely no money to buy from the canteen during breaks so I'll definitely have to starve. And it's rather daunting how we'll be getting back History and Math papers tomorrow, since they are two of my many badly attempted papers. WHICH MEANS, I probably screwed both of them up. So I reckon two failures in a day might be too much for me to handle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just hope I won't end up in hysterics when I see the papers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116083508437019006?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116083508437019006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116083508437019006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116083508437019006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116083508437019006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/had-10-hours-of-tv-today-yep-on.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116058013840262535</id><published>2006-10-11T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T06:33:47.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've learned that the first theatrical teaser trailer for &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix&lt;/span&gt; will be released on &lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; November 17th&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if this applies to Singapore, but in America, the trailer would be played before the movie &lt;em&gt;Happy Feet&lt;/em&gt; in theatres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this movie would be screened in Singapore, I don't think I would mind forking out $7 to go watch it xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now onto today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jordan and Joshua's house after 2345876234587698345 years! :) It was a tiring journey there. Despite the trip there lasting just 15 minutes, I almost broke my shoulder under the weight of that 234579872345623687kg of chicken essence. I heard that chicken essence energises you or something so I thought those two guys would need would need some &lt;em&gt;energiser&lt;/em&gt; (no, not the battery) since they have been mugging so hard for O's, which is in less than a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;哥哥们！加油哦！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I brought the entire box from Jurong East to Choa Chu Kang - I hope they do drink them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I had to lug it for more than half an hour around NTUC to get the necessary ingredient so that granny could make &lt;em&gt;sushi&lt;/em&gt; for those two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And y'know what! I really look up to my grandmother now, after spending time shopping with her at NTUC after God-knows how long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visualise this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sixty-five-year-old lady, who's slightly bigger in size than any average old lady, manveuring her way through the crowd of trolleys and people at the &lt;strong&gt;speed of light, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flexing&lt;/em&gt; her body to squeeze through a 50cm gap, while a girl of just 14 years of age, gets stuck in the congested pathways between the shelves for at least a minute or so, at a loss of what to do, before giving up and decided to take a long &lt;em&gt;cut&lt;/em&gt; to get to the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT, you guys, was extremely embarassing, to say the least. And it didn't happen just once, but countless times :&lt;br /&gt;Guess I just have to accept that fact that I have a Super Granny :) Whom I love very very very much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had a fun time with my cousins today, even though they were LATE, for &lt;strong&gt;4 hours&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha, pretty difficult to describe what happened, because there wasn't exactly anything going on. Although there were lots of chatting, messing around and gaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua's still obssessed with Counter Strike, and Jordan still likes cooking - my same ol' cousins :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to borrow &lt;em&gt;The Da Vinci Code&lt;/em&gt; from Jordan, because everyone around me seemed to be reading it, but it just so happens that that particular book was with his friend, so I had to settle for &lt;em&gt;Angels &amp;amp; Devils&lt;/em&gt;, instead. What coincidence, please. The only time I decide to read the book, he doesn't have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading the one I got right after I got home. The book's been pretty boring so far, a digusting dead body, lots of scientific words I don't understand and chunks of description about this historical brotherhood I've never heard of. But the symmetrical&lt;em&gt; Illuminati &lt;/em&gt;word that can be read even if it's flipped 180 degrees is keeping me hanging in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope it gets interesting soon - back to the book!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116058013840262535?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116058013840262535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116058013840262535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116058013840262535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116058013840262535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-learned-that-first-theatrical.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116057440406451810</id><published>2006-10-10T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T06:46:44.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some stupid asshole is using my name to tag on Hsiang Wei's blog. I just hope that idiot's pathetic act is confined to just that site because imagine the atrocities that the person could do if he/she is out to defame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So having thought about it, I have decided that from now onwards, I shan't tag using my name. I'll take on another identity and inform you guys about it so my reputation won't be at stake :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Hsiang Wei, I doubt I would be tagging you for a long &lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt; time to come. Unless, that is, you block that person :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is really easy. But if you have no idea how to do so, give me a call - my reputation's at stake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please, my friends, y'guys should know that I seldom type in short forms, and that I don't go &lt;em&gt;LOLOLOLOL&lt;/em&gt;, RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to whoever that person is, who is shamelessly USING MY NAME:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go get a life. &lt;u&gt;Grow up&lt;/u&gt;. And stop being so &lt;strong&gt;pathetic&lt;/strong&gt;, will ya?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116057440406451810?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116057440406451810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116057440406451810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116057440406451810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116057440406451810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/some-stupid-asshole-is-using-my-name.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116040776905458666</id><published>2006-10-09T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T08:35:15.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The feeling of freedom is soooooooooooooooo. ENJOYABLE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the examinations over for the year, it's like a huge load off my chest. And somehow, it felt like I haven't been able to breathe this easily for a long, long time already (no, it's not because of the haze although it could have been a &lt;strong&gt;little&lt;/strong&gt; significant). I guess all these potentially (brain) fatal examinations were rendering me breathless right from the start without me even realising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOW. THEY'RE ALL &lt;u&gt;OVERRRR&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bet I'm going to savour every moment of freedom I've been bestowed with this year because I really think that I suffered quite a lot, &lt;em&gt;hur&lt;/em&gt;. But at the moment, how I'm going to go about enjoying this well-deserved break is still unclear. There are so many possible activities on my mind that it's difficult to decide what I should get done first. But I'll definitely get around to doing all of them, I'm sure, because I'm going to make it a point to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did treat myself with a good movie and an enjoyable outing with my classmates this afternoon, &lt;u&gt;straight&lt;/u&gt; after Science paper :D (speaking of which totally dashed all my hopes of doing well this year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite a long wait for the bus, snippets of time when we had no idea what we could do and some snobbish teenagers we met, I enjoyed the so-called &lt;em&gt;outing &lt;/em&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at Long John's Silver because my protests clearly went on deaf ears and I didn't even finish my food haha. Spent more than half the time there eating, and another half cam-whoring while making up names of one another's &lt;em&gt;potential boyfriends&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, we've got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cheryl's John,&lt;br /&gt;2. Kai Ni's Jimmy,&lt;br /&gt;3. Haidee's Joseph, and;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jie Yi's JAY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, not forgetting Serena's BENJAMIN :P Her's special, starts with &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? Well, I was clearly spared :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Heeren to shop! But we left there empty-handed, with the exception of the neoprints for which we divided ourselves into two to take. They ended up pretty okay, although I do find myself looking kinda evil in it, with my face so white and my facial features enhanced with black outline - Liang Hui reckons we chose the wrong format for them, that's why, but they're not really very unflattering so posting them up should be alright :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't running late but we headed back to Cineleisure to get drinks and popcorns after the session of window-shopping before getting into the threatre. Guess none of us wanted to be late for&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Rob-B-Hood&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which turned out to be &lt;em&gt;magnifecto!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least to me, along with 11 of my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humour, cool fighting scenes, cute babies and hot hunk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more could you ask for? (And by hot hunk I mean Louis Koo, not Jackie Chan :/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was either laughing, or screaming throughout the movie. Mostly screaming haha, especially when the baby was free falling from what, a 150m high ferris wheel?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the climax of the movie is none other than the part where Jackie Chan tries to revive the baby through the use voltage from the car (which he reduces with the use of his body).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness, that was extremely touching. His nose was bleeding by the end of it all and you could tell most of his blood was drained. Yet he still tried running after the ambulance the baby was in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like my heart was being twisted. And yeah, I cried, but a whole of other people did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apparently none of us did as much as Liang Hui, who was still crying while everyone was filing out of the threatre after the movie ended. Even the acknowledgements had finished scrolling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the product?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A puffy-red-eyed Liang Hui :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116040776905458666?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116040776905458666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116040776905458666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116040776905458666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116040776905458666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/feeling-of-freedom-is.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116027190524429275</id><published>2006-10-08T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T06:20:42.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My weekends have been celebrated in &lt;em&gt;great style&lt;/em&gt;, no doubt about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I studied all day, everyday. Not a bad use of my days off school huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with all these information overload, I think my brain cells have chosen to go on strike since I can't seem to remember anything from what I've studied &lt;strong&gt;over and over again&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging in there though, no matter how difficult it may be for me at the moment. It is the last paper afterall and well, it would be stupid to give up after working so hard for the past few ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess there really &lt;u&gt;is&lt;/u&gt; a limit to one's capability because I feel completely drained out right now. And people around me totally giving up on their revision ain't helping me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I have a time-turner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that I can transport myself right to the moment when Mrs Tan goes &lt;em&gt;Pens down&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow after the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move it, TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to mugging, sadly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116027190524429275?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116027190524429275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116027190524429275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116027190524429275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116027190524429275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-weekends-have-been-celebrated-in.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116022522851408093</id><published>2006-10-07T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T05:04:11.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When Serena finds it difficult to contain her laughter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/girl.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/girl.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Serena gets &lt;em&gt;a lil'&lt;/em&gt; upset and irritated by me over some &lt;em&gt;stuff&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/bunnies.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/bunnies.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LASTLY:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/THEcat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/THEcat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Serena and I get a bit, er, crazy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, I have no idea why I posted these pictures. Just felt like it? Fine. Something tells me that it's my desire and need for a break which compelled me into posting such senseless stuff in a dry attempt to humour myself. But then again, I find them funny so yep :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;s&gt;ISP&lt;/s&gt;PSI hit a high of 150 just now. Extremely unhealthy, IMO. For my eyes actually stung when I took a step out of the house and was overpowered with the pungent smell of smoke in the morning, when the ISP was only 103, I think. So 47 units up, I can roughly estimate the damage my eyes would have to take if I were to decide to take a walk outside at this time of the &lt;em&gt;night&lt;/em&gt;. Plus I can no longer see IMM from my house already!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've probably never felt as disgusted about my own kind, apart from perhaps the countless times when terrorist attacks took place and killed thousands of innocent civilians, as I am right now. I mean, hasn't it ever occurred to those people who caused all these trouble that what they have done, apart from all these present discomforts and health hazards to people, will play a significant role in causing catastrophic consequences in the future?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It might be the geography notes which I've been forced to memorise on Wednesday which caused this sudden awareness in me but the fact remains that these trouble-makers are a bunch of inconsiderate and utterly selfish people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I think that something should be done about their, either, ignorance, or, self-centeredness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;s&gt;I mean, I don't want my post-examination activities to be cancelled because of all these haze!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's ultimately for the well-being of the people all over the world. And not just to get rid of all these choking, eye-irritation and whatnot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Cos global warming is no small joke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That aside!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9th October 2006, Monday, 10am&lt;/strong&gt; would mean COMPLETE liberation from insomnia, stress and Mt. &lt;em&gt;asdfghjk&lt;/em&gt; of notes &lt;s&gt;until next year&lt;/s&gt; for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But till then, gotta mug.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116022522851408093?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116022522851408093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116022522851408093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116022522851408093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116022522851408093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-serena-finds-it-difficult-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116012822565166093</id><published>2006-10-06T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T02:50:25.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/hpootplogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/hpootplogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is everyone! The official &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix&lt;/span&gt; movie logo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the logo, here is a new description of the fifth Harry Potter film :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In "Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix", Harry returns for his fifth year of Hogwarts and discover that much of the wizarding community is in denial about the teenager's recent encounter with the evil Lord Voldemort, preferring to turn a bllind eye to the news that Voldemort has returned. Fearing that Hogwart's venerable Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, is lying about Voldemort's return in order to undermine his power and take his job, the Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge appoints a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher to keep watch over Dumbledore and the Hogwarts students. But Professor Dolores Umbridge's Ministry-approved course of defensive magic leaves the young wizards woefully unprepared to defend themselves against the dark forces threatening them and the entire wizarding community, so at the prompting of his friends Hermione and Ron, Harry takes matters into his own hands. Meeting secretly with a small group of students who name themselves "Dumbledore's Army", Harry teaches them how to defend themselves against the Dark Arts, preparing the courageous young wizardz for the extraodinary battle that lies ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116012822565166093?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116012822565166093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116012822565166093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116012822565166093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116012822565166093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/here-it-is-everyone-official-harry.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116023426782808434</id><published>2006-10-04T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T18:35:27.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese was a real pig of an examination. And I bombed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not feeling anything about it though. Guess I've pretty much expected it so this doesn't really come as a surprise to me. I've prepared for the worst and now that the worst has come true, well, all I can say is that I did all I could. If I can't do well in it, then it must be because I'm just no good at Chinese and not because I did not make an effort to score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that sums up my thoughts for the day. If I were to venture anymore into my thoughts, I doubt I would be able to keep my composure any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GEES. MY BRAIN CELLS ARE GOING TO &lt;u&gt;DIE&lt;/u&gt; ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that's not possible but heck, I might be the first one to experience it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorise. Memorise. Memorise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M MAKING AN EFFORT TO OKAY. BUT THE INFORMATION JUST WON'T STAYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what I'm supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet if you think about it from another perspective, it’s such a relief to have examinations going on at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it means the end is in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three down, just three more to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116023426782808434?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116023426782808434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116023426782808434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116023426782808434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116023426782808434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/chinese-was-real-pig-of-examination.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-116023326792753627</id><published>2006-10-03T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T08:06:21.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what to think right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, I know it's not going to help if I keep dwelling over the Language Arts paper which ended just a few hours ago because it would do nothing but make me feel worse about myself and rob me off all my confidence. So I'm trying not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if my mind starts to wander and lands on the Chinese papers which I have to literally tackle tomorrow, I get all nervous and anxious that all I want to do is to just jump into bed, hug my teddy bear and do nothing. So I'm trying not to as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thinking of suicide is a HUGE NONO. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really think that I can do anything right now. Feign ignorance, act like I've gone retard, bang my head against the wall, dash out onto the road during heavy traffic, ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything just to prevent anyone, from trying to make me go to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is the result of possessing the prospect of having to finish up TWO compositions, FOUR comprehensions and a SUMMARY, in FOUR HOURS, after screwing up the ONLY paper you have the confidence of doing well in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus my right middle finger &lt;u&gt;hurts&lt;/u&gt;. From all that writing ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Shall attempt to study now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-116023326792753627?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/116023326792753627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=116023326792753627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116023326792753627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/116023326792753627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dont-know-what-to-think-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115977629020979084</id><published>2006-10-02T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T02:04:15.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just woke up from a 2-hour sleep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History turned out to be fine. It was manageable, but whether or not I would score well for it is another thing altogether. I just hope I do - I don't want any of my efforts to be wasted (who would?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, they already have, actually. The majority of my brain memory capacity was filled up with information on Colonialism in both Malaya and Indonesia, yet, I chose to work on &lt;u&gt;Migration&lt;/u&gt;, when all I did was to read through the powerpoint notes on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just hope that I won't regret my decision. I mean, it's kinda foolish of me to attempt questions of a topic I'm not exactly familiar with when I could have just regurgitated all the information that I've memorised on other topics and stand a higher chance of scoring well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that I regret spending my weekends cramming information for History, it helps, definitely. But it just makes me feel stupid for having spent nearly my entire weekend studying a topic (or two, actually) which turned out to be of absolutely no use to me in the examinations. And all that worrying, anxiety and insomnia? There was no need for any of that &lt;strong&gt;at all&lt;/strong&gt;. So looking back, I think I've been acting extremely stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I screwed up the last question for Source-based too. Come to think of it, my explanation's pretty &lt;em&gt;no-brain&lt;/em&gt;. And stupid. Urgh I just hope that the marker would be lenient enough to award me marks, no matter how ridiculous my answers are :( 1 mark is all I'm asking for. Take it as a reward for my effort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did hurt my right hand writing those answers down after all, y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm just curious to find out why in the world I had to think of things so complicatedly when they were really just as simple as they appear to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, so much for my attempt at &lt;em&gt;critical-thinking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Smirks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Language Arts' next and yeah, I'm scared. Not sure why, since there isn't exactly any way for me to prepare myself for it. Or maybe that's why I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 down, 5 more to go :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115977629020979084?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115977629020979084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115977629020979084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115977629020979084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115977629020979084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-woke-up-from-2-hour-sleep-history.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115977949303630317</id><published>2006-09-29T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T02:00:22.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so I can't resist the temptation to blog despite saying I won't and I don't have the mood to just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I don't exactly see the reason why I can't. Blogging can be a way to destress too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last official school day today. Which means End-of-Years start next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of me is feeling terrible about that fact but another thinks that it's good news because it means the end is in sight :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History being the first paper kinda shocked me since it's usually Language Arts that's first on the list. But I'm grateful for this decision because this way, we can dedicate our entire brain to the storage of historical facts for the first paper, and dispose all of them as trash after that, making way for the other subjects - that's a burden less for us, not a bad idea eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think it's time I start my revision on History, but my mind's pretty exhausted no from the nearly 3-hour Biology remedial not long ago. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an entirely different topic: A certain group of people in school is getting on my nerves. They think they are of a higher authority and power simply because they're older. But if that's what they think, then I believe that they should set a good example and stop eating in class. And stop trying to suppress us just because they've lived longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lighten things up! Got this comic strip off the &lt;a href="http://www.campusmoblog.com.sg/group/home.asp?gid=2A11FE6A-6BAD-4330-83FC-42FA2EFCA740"&gt;Nanyang Moblog&lt;/a&gt;*:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/Nametag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/Nametag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LMAO xD I haven't had the misfortune to experience that... Goes to show that I've been a good girl for 2 years :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 years. I know it's really cliche but &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;, time really flies. I've already spent 2 years in Nanyang when studying in Fuhua felt like it was only yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss the good ol' days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Feel free to take a look at the website if you haven't - help us win by clicking on the link. Thank you :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;必胜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115977949303630317?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115977949303630317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115977949303630317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115977949303630317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115977949303630317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/okay-so-i-cant-resist-temptation-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115940693971461503</id><published>2006-09-28T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T18:28:59.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another photo! This time, it's a picture of the Dursleys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/dursleysootp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/dursleysootp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These days, I feel that I've lost the drive to blog so I probably won't for a few days to come. I might revive my blog after I'm done with the last examinations for the year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until then, I doubt I would have the mood for anything else. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because I can totally FEEL the events which would take place after we're all free from the wrath of examinations. &lt;em&gt;Feel &lt;/em&gt;is not exactly the right word, but that's really what it is. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's Choral &amp;amp; Drama Night to prepare, if we're given the thumbs up to perform (which I definitely hope we will be) plus the chalet at Aloha Loyang which we booked for our class chalet...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hopefully, I'll survive the next 10 days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115940693971461503?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115940693971461503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115940693971461503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115940693971461503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115940693971461503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-photo-this-time-its-picture-of.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115931841251092528</id><published>2006-09-27T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T17:53:32.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As the saying goes &lt;em&gt;when it rain, it pours&lt;/em&gt; because here's another batch of-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ORDER OF THE PHOENIX PICTURES!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/LUNA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/LUNA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luna Lovegood&lt;/strong&gt;, brandishing her wand and look at those radish earrings! xD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/PHOENIX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/PHOENIX.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DANIEL RADCLIFFE! OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*FAINTS*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115931841251092528?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115931841251092528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115931841251092528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115931841251092528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115931841251092528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/as-saying-goes-when-it-rain-it-pours.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115927872518086503</id><published>2006-09-26T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T19:57:19.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HIGH-RESOLUTION &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OFFICIAL PHOTOS FROM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HARRY POTTER &amp; THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of the Trio, Dumbledore's Army and even Professor Umbridge!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HELL YEAH! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/Order2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/Order2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Daniel looks like a &lt;em&gt;goodygoody&lt;/em&gt; with his hair like that. But he's still cute, nonetheless :) And Emma's stunning in this one, as always! But what's her hand doing in Daniel's pocket?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nudgenudgewinkwink!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/order7.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/order7.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Protecting himself from dementors in &lt;em&gt;Dudley Demented&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;u&gt;hawt&lt;/u&gt;! But the alley looks like nothing I imagined it to be, oh well!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/Order4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/Order4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DA&lt;/strong&gt;! Everyone looks so impressive in this one! The guy acting Dean Thomas is almost as tall as Oliver and James Phelps! The identities of the two guys on the left are unknown to me. But really, this picture is awesome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/Order8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/Order8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UMBRIDGE! In pink, haha. Not as toad-like as was mentioned in the books but let's not judge from looks :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are totally kick ass. Gosh! I am &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; psyched about this movie, especially after seeing these. From the looks of it, Order of the Phoenix is definitely shaping up to be an awesome movie! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HOOOOORAYYYYYY! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115927872518086503?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115927872518086503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115927872518086503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115927872518086503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115927872518086503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/high-resolution-official-photos-from.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115926230923572109</id><published>2006-09-26T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T03:11:43.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CAUTION: Post filled with excessive use of exclamation marks, smilies and capital letters ahead. May cause agitation and jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU GUYS SEE ME ON TV?! DID YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys didn't, I was there at the &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Singapore Idol Results Show 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was standing right at the mosh pit even!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imagine how close I was to all the idols! I was only less than half a metre away from all of them! -beams!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But loads of sacrifices had to be made for me to even get that spot in the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to leave my house at 4.30pm with Hsiang Wei, who was the one who provided me with the ticket to THE show (thanks a whole lot, dude! :DDDDD) and we took a half-an-hour MRT ride to Kallang. Even though we could easily catch a bus DIRECTLY to the Indoor Stadium from Kallang MRT station, Hsiang Wei had to make me &lt;u&gt;walk&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wearing &lt;s&gt;short&lt;/s&gt; heels, dude. And I'm like a 20cm shorter than him. Since his head can't be any much bigger than mine, it was his legs which gave him the height. So imagine how hard I had to try to keep up with his pace/strides. FOR 20 MINUTES. But since I didn't know the way there, I had no choice but to follow him :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHEN WE GOT THERE. We had to queue up for the &lt;i&gt;security check&lt;/i&gt; which turned up to be nothing much like a security check, THEN WHY, IN THE WORLD, WERE WE ASKED TO STAND THERE LIKE IDIOTS UNDER THE HEAT OF THE SUN FOR AN HOUR?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the crew there didn't allow us to bring our bags in as well. Like we teenagers would bring in a bomb and try to blow up the place when we love the idols so much. I mean, no bag means no water - I had to survive from being hoarse after all the screaming and shouting for 3 hours in the stadium. And I didn't exactly hydrate myself at home 5 hours before the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how I survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because I got to see Gurmit Singh. And Daniel Ong :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or it might be because I got to see the top 10 idols who were not in the final 2, including Joakim, Mathilda, Paul, Gayle and Rahima :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might even be because I got to see the Idol finalists, Hady and Jonathan, up-close :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or the fact that I, for once in my lifetime, actually saw a pop band live. :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, who am I kidding?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all because I SAW &lt;b&gt;TAUFIK BATISAH&lt;/b&gt;, LIVEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-squeals!- xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, he's so extremely cute :) And suave of course. To the extent of mesmerising even!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DIDN'T GET TO SHAKE HIS HAND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Hsiang Wei got to, thanks to God, who bestowed upon him with long limbs, which, when he reaches out, would exceed that of all others and thus would easily get the chance to have skin-to-skin contact with the idols (CONTACT AT THEIR &lt;u&gt;HANDS&lt;/u&gt;, don't think too much you perverted scum).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like he said in his countless attempts to spite me: &lt;i&gt;When I get home, I have to thank my parents for giving me such long &lt;s&gt;hands&lt;/s&gt; (arms) and legs &lt;/i&gt;liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINE LA. But with my &lt;u&gt;short built and arms&lt;/u&gt;, I got to shake hands with, hmmm let me think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. HADY MIRZA&lt;br /&gt;2. JONATHAN LEONG&lt;br /&gt;3. JOAKIM&lt;br /&gt;4. GAYLE&lt;br /&gt;5. PAUL TWOHILL&lt;br /&gt;6. MATHILDA D'SILVA&lt;br /&gt;7. RAHIMA RAHIM (the young one)&lt;br /&gt;8. NORMAN&lt;br /&gt;9 - 11. ALL 3 of ENERGY; &amp;&lt;br /&gt;12. DANIEL ONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to shake hands with Gurmit Singh as well, hahaha. And Jay. Emily was being snobbish while Jasmine was too far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if all those handshakes would make up for Taufik's. Quantity-wise, yes. But quality-wise... Something within tells me &lt;i&gt;NO&lt;/i&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Taufik did selective handshakes while the rest would just swing their hands across so it wasn't as if I didn't go all out to get his hand. Which means I'VE TRIED MY BEST :D And he only shook hands with 4 people so it's not really that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the only regret I had for the night. Oh, and the fact that my migraine had to be aggravated one-third through the show. But I guess I wasn't really bothered about it much while the show was still on, with the desire to shake their hands and the screaming and shouting when I see them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder my head hurt so much after I got out of the stadium :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hsiang Wei took over 50 photos with his handphone last night even though it was not allowed, and was caught countless times by the crew member - oopsy. Hahaha. I wonder if he got the shot when Hady and Jonathan posed for anyone who wished to take a photo of them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he snapped an absolutely cool photo of Taufik! :DDDDD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, he's preparing for his English paper on Wednesday so I won't be getting the photos until Thursday, I think. No, if I'm lucky, I would get them by Thursday but if I'm not, I'd probably have to wait till the weekends before receive them. Oh man, I should have just taken his handphone home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know, I was surprised at how the winner was announced without much suspense this year. I was overseas during the last season but I was lucky enough to see Taufik's winning moment from the television at the airport when I alighted. The volume was extremely low but when I saw him raise his head up in surprise, I knew that my idol had won xD So yes, anyway, from what I heard, there were lots of &lt;i&gt;We'll tell you the results after the break&lt;/i&gt; in Season 1 so I wasn't even prepared for the announcement when Gurmit shouted &lt;i&gt;HADY MIRZAAAAA!&lt;/i&gt;. Hahaha, but Hsiang Wei and I cheered like no one's business :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the only ones from the right side of the mosh pit who cheered. Even though the two of us are full-pledged Hady-fan, we had to stick around at the "Jon's side". THANKS TO HSIANG WEI. Who wasn't brave enough to go to the right side just because he was wearing his SJI uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's alright; it's okay! Because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH LEY, OH LEY, OH LEY, OH LEYYYYY, HADYYYYYYYY, HADYYYYYYYYY YAY! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115926230923572109?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115926230923572109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115926230923572109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115926230923572109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115926230923572109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/caution-post-filled-with-excessive-use.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115907924263373275</id><published>2006-09-23T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T02:44:23.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first groupstudy outside of school! And I think it was rather fruitful, because I started on Biology revision and had another recap on Chemistry, with Hsiang Wei teaching me stuff about the product of what, acids and metal (carbonate/oxide/hydroxide) which I haven't fully comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling he actually intended to have me teach him History but haha, he ended up spending the entire time explaining to me what he call &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;fundamentals of acids and alkalis and even molecular bonding. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I would like to thank you, Hsiang Wei, your teaching wasn't exactly the best alright, so don't make it sound like you actually made a huge sacrifice. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And things turned for the worse when Liang Hui decided to join us :) She's a real distraction, even if she might have come with the intention of wanting to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean within a mere 4 hours:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She almost got knocked down by a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laughed so loudly, the group of people beside us started laughing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to lie on my lap sometime through the study session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she felt &lt;em&gt;touchy &lt;/em&gt;and insisted on touching someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got cheated off $10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the highlight of the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That $10 note &lt;u&gt;jammed&lt;/u&gt; the entire vending machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And imagine the other &lt;em&gt;minor&lt;/em&gt; happenings which might have occurred with her around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liang Hui! Where are the photos! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115907924263373275?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115907924263373275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115907924263373275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115907924263373275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115907924263373275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-first-groupstudy-outside-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115906748961459393</id><published>2006-09-22T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T21:28:45.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Five days without having to attend school awaits me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am thrilled at the idea of not having to wake up at the impossible time of 6 for almost a week, I'm getting sick at the prospect of having to spend these five days studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the thought is extremely revolting, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been extremely depressing for me, with the examinations being just less than two weeks away. The revision papers that have been distributed to us have done nothing but upset me even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am positive about failing the Chinese papers, and I could hardly attempt the questions in the full Science paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these revision papers are supposed to give you a rough idea on how prepared you are. So clearly, I'm as unprepared as anyone could humanly possibly be at this point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm feeling loads better after attending the &lt;em&gt;nearly&lt;/em&gt; 3-hour Chemistry remedial that Ms Lee held for us. At least I'm not as worried now, having understood what Ms Lee had highlighted to us. And that would mean that I've completed revision for a subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for PCCG today! I learnt about what occupation suits me best :) Kinda interesting, we had to fill in questionaires and by collating the results, you would be able to match your results with specific jobs :) For me, I scored in the Artistic genre, and out of the manymanymany jobs listed, I short-listed those which I firmly believe I would have fun doing. And they are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reporter/Correspondent&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Counselling Psychologist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Radio &amp; Television Announcer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Editor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Graphic Designer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Travel Guide&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makeup Artist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, these are just what I'm &lt;u&gt;interested&lt;/u&gt; in - these options don't necessarily mean that I have the potential, talent or knowledge to take them up, because many of them require extensive preparation, especially if I am really interested in being a counselling psychologist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sadly, lawyer isn't included in this genre, hmmmm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, the questionaires are made by &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O*NET - Career Interests Inventory&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; And if you guys are interested, you may borrow the surveys from me to find out a list of the possible jobs you can take up with your &lt;strong&gt;current&lt;/strong&gt; interests. It could be fun :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just being random...&lt;br /&gt;This took place ages ago, but to make myself feel better and inflate my ego: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/iheartme.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/iheartme.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/iheartme2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/iheartme2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Louisa loves me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from the note which Liang Hui and Sandy wrote to me during Chinese today, I'm certain that they love me too xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115906748961459393?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115906748961459393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115906748961459393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115906748961459393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115906748961459393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/five-days-without-having-to-attend.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115907831780667082</id><published>2006-09-21T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T23:11:58.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Staying back with Liang Hui for revision can prove to be really fruitful if the both of us set our minds to it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is what you call THE POWER OF THE MIND! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two of us completed our attempt at comprehending Chemistry and even though we're probably still as confused about certain concepts as we were before, at least we did make an effort to study. And since Chemistry hasn't been a subject that both of us are good in, it is actually a miracle we even bothered to do something about it. So! APPLAUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I believed we wouldn't have wasted so much time if Liang Hui wasn't being so indecisive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liang Hui&lt;/strong&gt;: Eh, should we go KAP huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liang Hui&lt;/strong&gt;: Or should we stay in school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liang Hui&lt;/strong&gt;: Eh! Should we stay in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liang Hui&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh my God, oh my God, should we go or stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: I'm fine with anything but I've no idea why you would want to go to KAP la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liang Hui&lt;/strong&gt;: Okay, let's turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two minor tests took place today and I'm rather pleased with both my results. 23/25 for Music and despite not knowing my grade for dance, I'm still feeling proud that I overcame my phobia and did the I-don't-know-what-it's-called :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did feel extremely giddy after that and I was seeing sparks, instead of the splotches of light which used to affect my vision, when I believe there was none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still! I didn't screw up the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;嘀嗒舞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I was asked to do a demostration before the test. And I embarassed myself BIG TIME :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's done, done. I just hope that my classmates do not have such good memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115907831780667082?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115907831780667082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115907831780667082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115907831780667082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115907831780667082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/staying-back-with-liang-hui-for.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115876198699616156</id><published>2006-09-20T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T23:17:19.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uP5MHSx8CyM" width="239" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Watching this scene (start - 4:02) never fails to make me cry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That is how much Mong-Ryong likes Chun-hyang. Yet despite feeling the same way for him, she has to force herself to leave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm feeling really lousy. Guess it's time I stop thinking about this show because it does nothing but depresses me. And even though the ending is good, I just couldn't help but think: They wouldn't have to suffer heart-wrenching days, forcing themselves to forget even though they loved each other so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's difficult to express my feelings. Or maybe I'm just being too emotional and attached to the couple in the show.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Whatever it is, at the rate I keep re-watching this Korean drama, I think I should be mentally prepared to fail my E.O.Ys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115876198699616156?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115876198699616156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115876198699616156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115876198699616156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115876198699616156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/watching-this-scene-start-402-never.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115872780726147784</id><published>2006-09-19T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T07:14:56.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For once in my life, I actually had mood swings today. And Liang Hui didn't hesitate to point out that mine was a very terrible one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment ago I was extremely high, yet a moment later, I was feeling extremely depressed, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So naturally, I missed out on quite a lot of fun today, which is really a pity, since I don't get such enjoyable days in school all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.T. was kinda nice today :) Ms Ang allowed us to do whatever we wanted so long as we've completed the I.T. Challenge. The test was easier this time around but somehow, I did badly, scoring only 17. But this is not graded, so I'm not exactly bothered by it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had stitches during P.E., but they weren't a result of running too much but rather, from laughing too hard xD Since the hall was under R&amp;R, it was unavailable so there was no way we could play badminton. The lesson was then held at the netball court and I played soccer (not out of my own will apparently - Liang Hui forced me into it). But it turned out to be really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think that girls aren't cut out for soccer. We, or at least I, kept missing the ball :/ And we all ended up in hysterics just after say, 10 minutes because all we did was crowd around the ball and kick aimlessly =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which often ended up in silly actions and awkward positions :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were all worried that Xueyan would kick the ball out of the school gate because she exerts so much power :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My team lost in the end, from penalties since the score was tied at 2-2 by the end of &lt;em&gt;full-time&lt;/em&gt;. And I missed the shot, dang =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT AT LEAST I MANAGED TO KICK THE BALL RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annotation of yet another unseen prose during Language Arts, then Statistics quiz followed by clarification of questions in the revision paper during Mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Drama rehearsal after school :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I feel that our very first rehearsal was the best and our performance seems to be deproving. But it's still alright and we had more hilarious moments during the practise today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haidee, Jieyi, Serene and Cheryl were acting spastic when a number of us left. They replaced them in scenes and ended up ruining them, hahaha. And imitating Lim Qing hugging Lim Min in the last scene - so stupid lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow's the day! Hope that everything turns out fine and we would pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our final year as a class afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I would like to apologise to anyone who may have been annoyed or put off by my awful attitude today. Especially Liang Hui, who had to endure my cynism for the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115872780726147784?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115872780726147784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115872780726147784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115872780726147784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115872780726147784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/for-once-in-my-life-i-actually-had.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115862576794520909</id><published>2006-09-18T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T17:54:01.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IhateHak-doforstoppingatnothingtogetChun-hyangeventhoughSHEDOESNOTLIKEHIMATALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE LOVES MONG-RYONG YOU IDIOT PIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting Mong-ryong up will not make Chun-hyang love you, don't you get it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it just pains me to see Mong-ryong cry, like his heart really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffering from heartbreak :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my eyes are puffy and red. And they are so darn dry, they hurt. Imagine how much I cried, watching the two of them being seperated. Watching them being heartbroken even though they love each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You brainless idiot. Screw you, Hak-do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawrrrrrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more disks to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling really depressed from the drama ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115862576794520909?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115862576794520909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115862576794520909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115862576794520909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115862576794520909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/damn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115848297647552462</id><published>2006-09-17T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T02:20:24.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's already 4pm, but I have only just managed to finish up two chapters of Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I blame myself for not waking up earlier yesterday to start revision because I can't blame my uncles and aunties for wanting a family gathering from 4 to 10 :/ Which basically robbed me off the only time I have the energy and motivation to study. So I only had today to actually start mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret attending the family gathering though. It was great, as always. Even though the dinner was extremely horrible, sitting at the table, listening to my uncles and aunties talk about things, even if the topics maybe irrelevant to me, can be really enjoyable. And seeing my young little cousins, playing with them childish games like catching, can be great fun too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, or, or! Maybe I should look at things this way: I have finished revising Standard Form, Algebraic Expansion &amp; Factorisation so I should really give myself a pat on the shoulder, for having even started on work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it &lt;u&gt;just&lt;/u&gt; dawned up me that I only have two weeks, that is 14 days, to squeeze all that I have learnt for the entire year into my non-existant brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is like, impossible, so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have absolutely no faith in myself. Others have already finished up what, History, Geography and Mathematics, whereas I have only &lt;strong&gt;started&lt;/strong&gt; on one, and that is not even a-hundredth of the syllabus I have to study in time for the examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I think I shall go grab something to eat, then get back to what I've been doing the whole of today, i.e. revise the chapters of Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should I start reading through the powerpoints on Physics and for once, TRY and understand the underlying concepts each and every equation since I'm so absolutely pathetic in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But History's the first test, so it makes sense to study it first, right? I mean, what's the point in trying to memorise information from other subjects when there's a risk of losing all of them after cramming in stuff on Immigration, Colonialism, Nationalism and whatnot, agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, Geography's easy to understand, so I should be able to get it over and done with in no time. That way, I would have one less subject on my to-study agenda list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Language Arts is the only subject I seem to be able to do well in, so I think I should really put in the extra effort in it to pull up my other scores. I clearly cannot depend on my other subjects to do well. LA is my only hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about Chinese then! There are so many components to it in the examination! And I hardly have any recollection of the composition formats which Ms Oei just went through with us on Friday y'know! Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA, I'M DECEIVING MYSELF. I KNOW VERY WELL THAT DEEP INSIDE, THE ONLY THING I WANT TO DO IS TO WATCH &lt;em&gt;SASSY GIRL.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param value="never" name="AllowScriptAccess"&gt;&lt;param value="http://www.blingyblob.com/countdown/countdownD2.swf?tyear1=2006&amp;amp;amp;tmonth1=10&amp;tday1=9&amp;amp;thours1=0&amp;tminutes1=0&amp;amp;amp;event=I'm FREE!&amp;clr=0x000000&amp;amp;tseconds1=0" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="false" name="loop"&gt;&lt;param value="false" name="menu"&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"&gt;&lt;param value="0x000000" name="bgcolor"&gt;&lt;embed name="a" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.blingyblob.com/countdown/countdownD2.swf?tyear1=2006&amp;tmonth1=10&amp;amp;tday1=9&amp;thours1=0&amp;amp;tminutes1=0&amp;event=I'm FREE!&amp;amp;amp;clr=0x000000&amp;amp;tseconds1=0" width="257" height="160" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" loop="false" menu="false" quality="high" bgcolor="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blingyblob.com/countdown/index.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Get your own countdown at BlingyBlob.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;21 days till I'm free - I can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag Replies!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sandy&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey lovely human! I know this is a late reply, but you're welcome! And thanks for all your help on Tuesday! I wouldn't have been able to submit my Art if it weren't for you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serena&lt;/strong&gt;: Yep, we had subsidise! FOUR HUNDRED DOLLARS! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheese&lt;/strong&gt;: I can't be bothered with you. I wrote an entire page of rebuttal regarding your insensible and insensitive accusation, but then it struck me: What for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eileen&lt;/strong&gt;: ALOHA LOYANG ALSO! Oh my gosh, when's yours? xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaeyuan&lt;/strong&gt;: Errrrr dude, I cannot control the amount of windows which will pop-up on your screen when you visit my site so may I suggest you block pop-ups? That should solve your problem :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qitian&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh my gosh, hahaha you egoistic pig! &lt;em&gt;Soot&lt;/em&gt; me not enough, have to compliment yourself at the same time - you MEANPOK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Syafiqah&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey girl! :) Haha, glad you like it! I was happy to help you make it :) It was great to see you on Teachers' Day too! Miss the days when you and I would take turns to lead the school in pledge-taking... Those days... Hahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheese&lt;/strong&gt;: Another contradicting tag by you, sigh, what else can I expect eh? Oh well haha. You better start mugging la, you &lt;em&gt;toot&lt;/em&gt;. No time already :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eileen&lt;/strong&gt;: Think it's funny to make fun of me huh! YOU EVIL THING! Rawrrrrrr! x(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmmmmmm. It's pouring outside. Well, what can I say? The skies are crying for me. They are feeling sad for me, for having such a pitiful fate. LMAO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115848297647552462?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115848297647552462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115848297647552462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115848297647552462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115848297647552462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-already-4pm-but-i-have-only-just.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115797704725663784</id><published>2006-09-16T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T01:04:32.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/sassy%20girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/sassy%20girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently into this new Korean drama :) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SASSY GIRL!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis &lt;em&gt;shamelessly &lt;/em&gt;koped&lt;em&gt; from &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spcnet.tv/reviews/review.php?rID=854"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chun-hyang is the top student in her school. Despite her poor family background, she is resilient, cheerful and bright. She makes her own money and excels in whatever she does. She is the idol of all her peers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lee Mong-ryong is the trouble making son of a Police chief. He is constantly getting into trouble and has the grades to match them. MR transfers to Namwon when his father was moved to head the Police Force in that area. Although CH and MY did not get off on a good start but due to an unexpected twist of fate, they had to get married to restore CH's honor. Both agreed to stay married until after high school and then decide how they should take their lives from there.&lt;br /&gt;However, their married life is constantly marred by MR's unrequited affection to his first love CR. CH helped MR pass his university entrance exams but choose to end their relationship when she found out that CR wishes to accept MY's affection. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MR is upset by CH's decision and goes in search of CH. He feels confused about his feelings for CH. The situation is complicated with the introduction of a charismatic and charming CEO of an entertainment company, Byung Hak-do who is vying for CH's heart too.&lt;br /&gt;But the young couple overcame all their insecurities and misunderstanding for each other and learned to love and cherish each other wholeheartedly. They decided to hold their wedding ceremony to formalize their marriage. But their plans are thwarted by HD who became obsessed with CH. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HD manages to set MR up with a crime he did not commit and used evidence of the "crime" to force CH to leave MR. In her effort to protect MR, CH divorces MR and left with HD. MR is heart-broken, but HD does not get CH either as she runs away from HD as well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many years later, MR graduate from law school and is a famous prosecutor with the government. CH hides from both HD and MR in Pusan, running her own accessory business. HD tries to locate CH all these years while hiding the fact from the rest that CH is actually not with him. How will they meet? Will MR end up with CH? Will HD harm MR still? Will this story have the same happy ending as the original tale?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope Mong-ryong and Chun-hyang will end up together :) They look really cute as a couple, and it's damn hilarious and comical whenever they start bickering and fighting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just finished the episode when Chun-hyang realised that both Chae-rin and Hak-do have been lying to her and goes to find Mong-ryong, who was waiting for her at the train station, (actually crying, awwwwww, sweet!). So there're still like 9 more discs to go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now, I blame my father for bringing this set of discs home at this kinda time, when my examinations are just 15 days away, sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115797704725663784?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115797704725663784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115797704725663784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115797704725663784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115797704725663784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-currently-into-this-new-korean.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115839070654553883</id><published>2006-09-15T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T03:19:17.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am getting sick of the word &lt;em&gt;resilience.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly the entire assembly on Tuestday was dedicated to this word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though my interest in Walt Disney is absolutely nil, I still had to spend last night researching on him nonetheless because we are required to introduce him to the class for the PCCG lesson on &lt;em&gt;resilience&lt;/em&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we had another hour lecture on &lt;em&gt;resilience&lt;/em&gt; first thing in the morning today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never mind, be resilient&lt;/em&gt; was what I was told when I got &lt;u&gt;Certificate of Participation&lt;/u&gt; for the New South Wales English paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KEEP SEEING THE WORD &lt;strong&gt;RESILIENT&lt;/strong&gt; WHEN I VISIT PEOPLE'S BLOGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115839070654553883?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115839070654553883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115839070654553883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115839070654553883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115839070654553883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-getting-sick-of-word-resilience.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115822743552961503</id><published>2006-09-14T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T07:34:57.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QITIAN ROCKS QITIAN ROCKS QITIAN ROCKS QITIAN ROCKS QITIAN ROCKS QITIAN ROCKS QITIAN ROCKS QITIAN ROCKS QITIAN ROCKS QITIAN ROCKS QITIAN ROCKS QITIAN ROCKS QITIAN ROCKS QITIAN ROCKS QITIAN ROCKS QITIAN ROCKS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To satisfy Qi Tian's huge ego, I'll be kind and leave that whole chunk of totally egoistic paragraph there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qi Tian, happy? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently in class, along with Qi Tian, Sandy, Larissa, Katherine and Ying Hui. There were many more, but they left, hurrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the rest are going to leave soon as well, but it doesn't really bother me, because I'm feeling so accomplished, it's going to take more than their departure to upset me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I've completed both Mathematics worksheet 13.1 &amp; 13.2! -Beams- I like doing work in a group because you'd be pretty motivated to complete your assignments since everyone'd be doing just that, and there would be people to check answers with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also got my calculator replaced! Bought one from Popular, and it costs $18. I was prepared to pay at least $30, so yeah, it was a pleasant surprise for it to be sold cheaper. And the feeling of possessing a calculator of my own without having to keep borrowing it from Sandy when I need it is a really good feeling :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Liang Hui, you should go get one too! And soon! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corporate video-filming in the morning took place really smoothly, because we got it right on the first try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Mdm Ong is like a cute little old lady :) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;可爱的老奶奶&lt;/span&gt;! She's really cute, and is what my father would call &lt;em&gt;cartoon&lt;/em&gt;. Haha, too bad she's only here to take over our class for 4 lessons. And there's a test next week for Music, gotta mug :( Not that I hold Music in high regards, but I think it's time I worked hard, and I can start with a fairly simple one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR ONCE IN SUCH A LONG TIME, I finally had a peaceful time during I.T.! Haha, today's lesson is probably the only one which wasn't nerve-wrecking for me because I didn't have to worry about being scolded or anything, seeing how I had all my assignments done and submitted. I thought I could spend the hour slacking, surfing the internet, but we were required to fill out a survey form, and try out a mock test for the IT Challenge which we will be taking next week. Those two basically took up the entire hour I had. But:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/quiz-17.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/320/quiz-17.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLOL, what kinda question is this? And in an IT Challenge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think it would be really good if all the questions were like that in the test, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to like Ms Oei more as the days go by. Seriously :D I think that she's &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;nice, and her lessons are always very enjoyable, never failing to end with us in a state of hysterics all the time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another hour of unseen prose analysis today for Language Arts and I'm getting kinda scared. If the difficulty level of the passage is the same as that of &lt;em&gt;Conflicts&lt;/em&gt;, I think I will fail pretty badly. I wouldn't have been able to understand the passage if it weren't for Mrs Tan's line-by-line explanation. And her analysis took an hour! How could they expect us to WRITE OUT THE ESSAY, in an hour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn between watching &lt;em&gt;Sassy Girl&lt;/em&gt;, research on Walt Disney for PCCG tomorrow and starting revision for EOYs. Ho hum, what am I to do? Hurrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Qi Tian's taste is not bad, really. I copied quite a number of the songs she has in her mp3 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;天使心!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115822743552961503?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115822743552961503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115822743552961503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115822743552961503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115822743552961503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/qitian-rocks-qitian-rocks-qitian-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115822817165875926</id><published>2006-09-13T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T07:17:20.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DRAMA REHEARSAL &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;was awesome! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an absolute success I would say, seeing as how it's the first time we came together to get it worked out. I had lots of fun, and seeing everything perfectly falling in place just made me feel really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a fair bit of more rehearsals, I think that our performance would go pretty well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally would like to thank Larissa and all those who helped with the selection and hunt for the costumes - I know it was a really difficult task searching for all kinds of clothes so I just would like to let you people know that y'all are &lt;u&gt;great&lt;/u&gt; and our drama wouldn't be half as good if it weren't for every single one of you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Great job y'guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm like so bonked out now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RESILIENCE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115822817165875926?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115822817165875926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115822817165875926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115822817165875926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115822817165875926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/drama-rehearsal-was-awesome-xd-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115824443899670370</id><published>2006-09-12T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T21:12:44.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, lessons were pretty slack today, I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was supposed to be going through our holiday assignment to get us prepared for the end-of-year paper, but she digressed, well, A LOT, and she couldn't finish what she had intended to do. I mean, I don't get how you were able to go on to talk about how the railway routes in Tokyo and I have no idea what city have the most complex and detailed planning, then go on to talk about your travel experiences in Tokyo, just because there's a railway station in the map provided in the worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE WE DON'T CARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not me, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't matter to me so long as I got the answers, which I did. And since I wasn't exactly paying attention, it didn't really make a difference as to what she was ranting on about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics was in the laboratory and I spent an hour working on 2 experiments, of which the purpose of working on them was, and still is, unknown to me. But it beats staying in class trying my utmost best to remain awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played badminton during P.E. again. It was tiring playing with Liang Hui, who improved tremendously, but I will never be tired of playing badminton :) What frustrates me is how Liang Hui keeps &lt;em&gt;netting &lt;/em&gt;and using&lt;em&gt; dropshots &lt;/em&gt;whenever it was possible. Humph. But my anger was soon replaced with shock and anxiety when Ms Yeo said there's going to be an intra-class competition next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm the first seed of my group of 3 even though I'm far from good. I'm exceptionally prepared to be miserably thrashed by whoever my opponent's going to be next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/weixiaodeyu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clip of "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;微笑的鱼&lt;/span&gt;" which Ms Oei showed us today left me in a whirl of emotions. As there wasn't an exact ending for the story, there were lots of room for imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;若不曾拥有，那也无所谓失去。但再度遗失、再次变得一无所有， 心里又如何承受得了？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You people should try and watch it, or read the book, because it will definitely leave you in a state of reflection. Of yourself, life and basically everything around you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I stayed back to finish up the painting of my bedroom drawing with Sandy and Larrisa. Those hours I spent on it are probably one of the most agonising moments in my life. Having screwed up the painting of the walls, I hardly had any mood to go on with the rest of them. And no matter what I do, it only makes the piece look more horrible than it might have just been. I even gave up half way, but decided to continue with it after Sandy told me to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So having successfully completed painting, I must thank Sandy for her help numerous help and encouragement just now, because I doubt I would have been able to get it over and done with if it weren't for her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you fellow lovely human! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115824443899670370?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115824443899670370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115824443899670370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115824443899670370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115824443899670370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-lessons-were-pretty-slack-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115795942207613476</id><published>2006-09-11T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T04:32:22.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, today's September 11, 5 years after the tragic terrorist attack in America. Even though the day's almost over for us here, it is probably still afternoon there, so I really hope that the day passes peacefully for them, just as it had for us. Actually, for the entire world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b125/aries_alice/webpageimage.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b125/aries_alice/webpageimage.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tadaaa~!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is none other than the screencap of my website :D Looks &lt;em&gt;reallieh&lt;/em&gt; familiar huh! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yep, I based my website on hottie Orlando Bloom. Frankly speaking, I had only thought of working on him because I already had an existing banner which I could insert in :) I was too lazy to create new pictures and stuff so I just worked with what I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, &lt;a href="http://www.theorlandobloomfiles.com/"&gt;The Orlando Bloom Files&lt;/a&gt; provided all the information that I needed to include in my webpages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there! My IT assignment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I am here in the computer lab blogging, gloating about how I've long uploaded my website onto the local server, Jojo, Cheryl, Kah Hsing, Ying Hui and Katherine are currently trying to complete theirs, HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Xueyan, who's sitting beside me, would rather listen to songs than try and complete, errrr no, START on hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kah Hsing:&lt;/strong&gt; Help me think of a cartoon which is a cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xueyan&lt;/strong&gt;: What is Snoopy uh? It's-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kah Hsing &amp; me: &lt;/strong&gt;It's a DOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xueyan: &lt;/strong&gt;Errr, how about Mickey Mouse- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;哦不可以&lt;/span&gt;, it's a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, having left ALL my completed work at my granny's house (long story), I wasn't feeling good at all about having to attend school today. Because it just didn't seem fair how I did my work, but would still be penalised just because I left them elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very keen on skipping school as a result, but I clearly didn't have the courage to. But I was so tired, my father had to drag me out of bed. And when I finally did, I &lt;em&gt;stoned&lt;/em&gt; in front of the sink for nearly 5 minutes before I finally gained consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, I still have not switched back from the holiday mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the day turned out to be pretty darn good. Somehow, we weren't required to submit our Physics assignment, neither did Ms Teng go through the revision paper today. Even Mrs Tan said that the essay could be handed in tomorrow, and I think the Chinese newspaper review (which I didn't complete) slipped Ms Oei's mind as well xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, so today's my lucky day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had set my mind at ease over the homework issue, Ms Koh tried to refresh our memories of History after recess, and told us many things regarding the final-year paper. She even told us the format we would be required to write for the structured questions and told us the suggested time she think we should allocate for each question as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama then went pretty well too! We were given the entire hour to work on our performance and so we went through our entire story, familiarising ourselves with the positions, and worked out a few glitches here and there. Our costume team's really efficient! Haha, they are really working hard on figuring out what costume is most appropriate for each character and I know it's a really difficult job, seeing how we have no financial aid at all and therefore have to rely on the &lt;em&gt;goods&lt;/em&gt; all of us have :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also received &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; news!: Ms Teng has helped us booked the Aloha Loyang bungalow for our scheduled end-of-year class gathering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yep but we didn't expect her to get it done so fast, especially since we hadn't exactly given her the answer as to whether or not the whole class agrees with the terms that she has come up with:- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take care of one another &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No alcohol or other age-limit banned substances are to be allowed on the premises &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No interaction with guys between the hours of 10pm to 8am &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No night swimming &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No daring each other to do dangerous activities &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be contactable &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Appreciate that these rules are to protect you, not spoil your fun :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;The third one totally blew my mind off haha because I doubt any one of us in class actually intended to do that in the bungalow x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not just any bungalow, it's the one which has the sea-view, and is located really near the swimming pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus! Thanks to Ms Teng, who is a civil servant, we actually got a subsidy of FOUR HUNDRED DOLLARS off the amount required! So instead of having to pay the original amount of $660, we only need to fork out a total of $260! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nice&lt;/em&gt;~! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag Replies!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haidee&lt;/strong&gt;: Hahaha, I think I have interpreted the assignment wrongly, sorry for making you worried for nothing! x)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eileen&lt;/strong&gt;: LOL. I was just trying to make sure la! Hurrr and thanks for the compliment! YAY! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larrie&lt;/strong&gt;: HAHAHAHAHA. Oh well, Haidee has her own &lt;em&gt;lingo. &lt;/em&gt;xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheese&lt;/strong&gt;: *Takes in a deep breath* Okay, let me make this clear. I've &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; said that Emma Watson and the movie is the same thing altogether. I was just trying to say that you wouldn't have developed an obsession with Emma if it weren't for the movie. Don't try to deny that because without the movie, none of us would know her. And the fact that you like her, shows that you've watched the movies repeatedly, even perhaps more than me, so what have you got to say about that? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And oh yes. If you don't want Emma Watson, then maybe you should save people the nausea, by taking her name &lt;u&gt;off&lt;/u&gt; your wishlist on your blog. Then that would save everyone all that trouble and desire to PUKE. And if you really mean it when you say that you idolise her for tomorrow's sake, you've totally offended me, and you better watch out the next time I see you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Also, I've never denied the fact that I'm obsessed with Daniel Radcliffe. In fact, I've openly proclaimed that in front of the people I know, so you have no right to use "calling the kettle black" on me. And "calling the kettle black"? Aren't you admitting that you're fanatical towards Emma? Wow dude, your sentences sure are contradicting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;One last thing: When in the world did I say that dry ice is frozen water? Anyone who has gone through Primary school education would know that, or at least, those who studied in Fuhua. If you read carefully, I wrote &lt;em&gt;the water that you've previously added has frozen.&lt;/em&gt; Nothing about dry ice being frozen water. Or maybe I should make myself clearer; what I had meant was that the water that you've previously added, under the extremely cold temperature of the dry ice, has frozen. Get it now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"我很喜欢读你的blog, 所以要blog多一点, okay!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- Cheryl the Greatest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh my goshhhhh. I've actually got someone who admires my blog! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115795942207613476?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115795942207613476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115795942207613476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115795942207613476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115795942207613476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-todays-september-11-5-years-after.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115777740195685143</id><published>2006-09-09T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T03:19:28.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIL &lt;em&gt;OL' &lt;/em&gt;SIS! :DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that the statement above is contradicting, then you're wrong :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So yes. My sis turns 12 today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe we're going for some extravagant dinner tonight to celebrate, even though we already just had one last saturday, in celebration of my dad's. But well, that's fine by me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because chilli crabs with fried buns are my kinda food anyway, so I really don't mind eating them again after a week :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just got back from the Westmall with my mum and sis. And my mum's finally talking to me again. Not sure why, but I am really relieved, that's for sure. We had our lunch at Sakae Sushi! Hahaha, and we spent like an hour there - I was bloated with rice and pepsi :D Then we shopped around and got my sis the basketball that she wanted, along with several other necessities such as hairclips and whatnot. My mum also bought the ice-cream mooncakes from Swensens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;$21 for a packet of 4, with any 2 flavours available. We got the Durian and &lt;strong&gt;Chocolate &lt;/strong&gt;flavours - Yummmmmm :P I like ice-cream mooncakes, because they're really worth the money. And the package always comes along with dry ice. Dry ice which my sis and I like to add water in to create the smoking effect :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And if you guys didn't know, by adding a certain amount of water after the water that you previously added has frozen, it will start bubbling, like potions still in a cauldron! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha real cool! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Edit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I forgot to mention that while we three females in the family were out at Westmall shopping, my father, who made his way back home after fetching us there, found out that the door of his car was faulty, and he couldn't &lt;strong&gt;unlock&lt;/strong&gt; it. Soooo, he was stuck inside. How he managed to get out was this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Unwind the window to the fullest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Insert the key into the input on the outside of the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Unlock, then pull the handle from outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And he was free xP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But this was only after hours of struggling, and driving around, hoping to find someone he know to get him outta there.&lt;/p&gt;Gosh, &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; amazing xD&lt;br /&gt;(/Edit) &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After procrastinating for &lt;s&gt;months&lt;/s&gt; quite a long while, I've finally been working &lt;u&gt;really hard&lt;/u&gt; on the blogskin which I promised Syafiqah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The HTML script was totally bugging me for the past few months. I am not used&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;to&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;making blogskins with navigation so yeah, those &lt;em&gt;span&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;onClick&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt; innerHTML=document &lt;/em&gt;tags almost zapped the life out of me. My first few tries almost made me pull bunches of my hair out. I even stayed up till 1 to try and fix it. But somehow this morning, when I rewrote the entire html script, IT WORKED! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If y'all are interested, you may have a look at it &lt;a href="http://lil-allyssa.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It used to be my blog's url, until I found it childish and abandoned it, hahaha. And now, I use it to test out my blogskins :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's made for Syafiqah, but if you guys like it, I can ask her if it's alright to share. But then again, it's really plain and gray-ish, the way she wanted it, so I doubt you guys will like it unless you people have the same taste as her :) With due respect to Syafiqah, of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think I will work on Haidee's request when I'm back from dinner, haha. The one I promised her since, &lt;strong&gt;March&lt;/strong&gt;. LMAO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag Replies!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaeyuan&lt;/strong&gt;: Haha, thanks for letting me know that :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choon Fah&lt;/strong&gt;: I'm not that certain, mate, haha but thanks a lot! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eileen&lt;/strong&gt;: You sure? HAHAHA. &lt;em&gt;That&lt;/em&gt; was ego-boosting to the fullest :D Nothing happened, actually. Nay, scratch that, I have no idea what happened myself haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheese&lt;/strong&gt;: Yeahhhh right, then where in the world did your obsession with EMMA WATSON come about? Tsk! But I only had the intention of sharing with you what AWESOME thing I have, hahaha. So really, I wasn't boasting, nor trying to make you jealous! You can choose to believe it or not. -Winks-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sya&lt;/strong&gt;: Ohhhhhh yay! I'm glad you like it! :D How should I send you the html? Or are you simply just going to &lt;em&gt;view&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;source&lt;/em&gt;? Let me know alright!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ally &amp; Allyson &lt;/strong&gt;(assuming you're the same person): Why in the world would Bunny Dep be afraid of Scooby &lt;em&gt;aye&lt;/em&gt;? And no, your prelims start this Monday, you should be studying, not playing basketball. Or trying to look for a place to play basketball, whichever is the case, &lt;u&gt;rofl&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I needta go shower, &lt;em&gt;adieu&lt;/em&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115777740195685143?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115777740195685143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115777740195685143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115777740195685143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115777740195685143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-lil-ol-sis-ddddd-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115770358094777284</id><published>2006-09-08T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T20:10:53.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/desktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/desktop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new addition to my desktop - A COUNTDOWN TIMER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more, a countdown timer to the release of the movie &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Harry Potter OotP&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;/em&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool huh? And it's not only just a timer, it flashes the latest news on Harry Potter as well! The creator's a GENIUS, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;July 13th&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; seems so farrrrr away! The wait is killing me! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially after viewing the video clips from &lt;em&gt;OotP&lt;/em&gt; filming at King's Cross in England that occurred last week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND Y'KNOW WHAT! I'm actually like the really lucky few people who watched them, before they were being requested to be taken down by &lt;strong&gt;Warner Brothers&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so honoured. It's like I can go up to any other Harry Potter fan and go &lt;em&gt;I am one of the few people who watched the clips on the filming of Harry Potter OotP at King Cross , England, y'know? The ones which were &lt;u&gt;so important&lt;/u&gt;, Warner Brothers actually had them removed!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that person would probably leave, foaming from his/her mouth. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you could hardly hear anything since there were just cackling noises the whole time through the videos (yes, there were more than one), you could actually see snippets of filming going on! I could see, really clearly, Moody, Tonks and Harry walking towards the other side of the bridge, to platform 9 3/4 I presume and I would like to add that Tonks looks absolutely awesome, real &lt;em&gt;punk-ish &lt;/em&gt;with the purple hair and great costume&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;And they were followed by Hermione and Ron with their luggage-filled trolleys and there were also Arthur, Fred and George Weasley walking behind, with trolleys as well. And the blonde girl right at the back of the pack? I think she's Luna :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see! I'm so glad I stayed up till 12 last night, because if I have waited till this morning to check Mugglenet.com out, I would have totally missed the clips :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I'm feeling restless because JULY 2007'S SO FAR AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are knocking your heads against the computer screen for having missed the videos, you can always watch a rather &lt;em&gt;out-dated&lt;/em&gt; one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wiknENrDBpM" width="241" height="198" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawrrrrrr! &lt;em&gt;But I'll get her! - &lt;/em&gt;that just totally shattered my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I need ear plugs - my granny's snores are, LOUD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edit)&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that they took down all the photos taken on that day as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me, I've browsed through all of them at least once already :)&lt;br /&gt;(/Edit)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115770358094777284?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115770358094777284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115770358094777284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115770358094777284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115770358094777284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-addition-to-my-desktop-countdown.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115763927349309574</id><published>2006-09-07T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T07:27:53.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something happened to me today and it has encouraged me to question myself exactly what kind of person I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I clearly don't have the discipline (to go pick up my Math textbook and revise), I'm horribly ill-tempered, I become cranky like, all the time, I get pissed with people over the slightest things and people hate me for loads of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, even my &lt;strong&gt;mum&lt;/strong&gt;, can't stand &lt;u&gt;talking&lt;/u&gt; to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something say, wrong with me? Because I'm sick of the treatment I am getting and since I've no idea why I'm being treated that way, I was just wondering: &lt;em&gt;Maybe, maybe it's me the problem lies with, right from the very beginning&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, why is my mum so bent on making my life miserable? Does she take pride in making me cry? Why in the world is she talking to everyone around her, &lt;u&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;? Why can't she see that I'm really tired of the way she treats me like a &lt;strong&gt;vermin&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LISTENED TO YOU, OKAY. I have given up on any hopes of attending Westlife's concert even though I long to &lt;em&gt;SO, SO&lt;/em&gt; MUCH. I respect you as my mother, but could you ask yourself if you've ever acted like one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something about me which makes people delusioned? That I don't get angry or I don't become upset, unlike everyone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because from the way I'm being treated, it's seems like yeah, there are the words &lt;em&gt;Treat me however you like because I won't be upset &lt;/em&gt;stamped on my forehead or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially my mum. The &lt;u&gt;one&lt;/u&gt; person who's suppose to cheer me up when I'm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just not wanted. Yeah, maybe I just ain't welcomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because there is no other explanation as to why my mum is &lt;strong&gt;ignoring&lt;/strong&gt; me even though I've done nothing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what I should do for my mother to care about me? And for once, ask me for my marks, know when my examinations are scheduled and &lt;u&gt;talk to me&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of being treated less than a human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M YOUR DAUGHTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115763927349309574?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115763927349309574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115763927349309574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115763927349309574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115763927349309574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/something-happened-to-me-today-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115763670861508655</id><published>2006-09-07T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T07:49:57.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I shall give myself a pat on my shoulder today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE!&lt;br /&gt;I've &lt;u&gt;finally&lt;/u&gt; gotten around to completing my essay for &lt;i&gt;An Incident&lt;/i&gt;, with! A final word count of 824. I hope it's enough, because my brain's like, dead already. I doubt even an electric shock would be able to constitute any more brain waves in my head for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; drained out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, OUR DRAMA'S BEEN REVIVED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BEAMS!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bounceewithme-.blogspot.com/"&gt;Serena&lt;/a&gt; announced it dead at 9.04pm, yesterday, but Dr Hui, Serena &amp; Allyssa were successful in &lt;em&gt;operation SCRIPT EDITING&lt;/em&gt;, and it's thankfully once again alive, and er, we hope it won't die a second time anytime soon, HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I had to stay up till 1 just to revive it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I just received news that I wouldn't have to work on my Geography worksheet because the powerpoint required cannot be accessed! Though honestly, I hadn't exactly been intending to work on it since I don't even remember receiving that piece of paper but that's beside the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Art piece is... &lt;em&gt;unfortunately&lt;/em&gt; still somewhere in Liang Hui's house so it's really not my fault that I can't get it done because the distance between Bishan and Jurong East is like that between the Earth and the Sun xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Math done, I'm only left with assignments for Chinese, which is a newspaper review with a minimum of 500 words and another one for which we have to select reports we feel fits the respective themes that she has given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, frankly speaking, I'm really proud of myself this year :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year's September holiday was just... Disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag Replies!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jamie&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey senior! I'M SMART, YES I AM! And uh. Ha, I won't be attending it anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allyson: &lt;/strong&gt;UHHHHHH, OKAYYYYYYY. ROFL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaeyuan&lt;/strong&gt;: Ditto reply to Jamie, but thanks anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haidee:&lt;/strong&gt; Whoa! This is a pleasant surprise :) What icon? And no more Westlife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH MY GOSH, HAIDEE, that's NOT A BOARD. It's my laptop! =.= But thanks for the compliment! And uh, the flooding haha. Now I know I'm really important to HAIDEE CHIU! And eh, I'm thinking of &lt;u&gt;finally&lt;/u&gt; creating a blogskin on Potterpuffs for you, as promised &lt;s&gt;months ago&lt;/s&gt; so that you'll update your blog! How about that? Excited? HEH xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheese&lt;/strong&gt;: Haha, thanks for trying to cheer me up, dude, but sad to say, it's not working. Still, I appreciate it! THANK YOU! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larrie&lt;/strong&gt;: IT'S NOT ME! It's Liang Hui, obviously. Hahaha and yeah, don't know what hit Haidee; SHE'S BACK! But I like it that way though hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serena&lt;/strong&gt;: MUAHAHAHA! BUNNY BEEP IS MINE. MINEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! And how's DJ Bunny, &lt;em&gt;aye&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PLANET OF THE BUNNIES!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ATTACK!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BINGBANGBONG&lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh my gosh Serena, YOU TOTALLY CRACKED ME UP LAST NIGHT xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115763670861508655?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115763670861508655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115763670861508655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115763670861508655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115763670861508655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-think-i-shall-give-myself-pat-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115762368308078148</id><published>2006-09-06T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T03:08:04.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate you. I really do. 'Cos now I can't go; and it's all thanks to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's best if I refrain from listening to Westlife's songs for a while now. I hope you guys won't mention that name at my presence too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I will be able to take it if you guys did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115762368308078148?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115762368308078148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115762368308078148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115762368308078148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115762368308078148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-hate-you.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115747027976892265</id><published>2006-09-06T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T00:42:11.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT'S FINAL;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;LIANG HUI'S SPASTIC.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;=L=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has a proper nose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;=L=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;angel lianghui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L for lianghui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the two lines are the angel wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;your imagination's... unbelieveable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;say amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;=L=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(}L{)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this looks more like wings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;OKAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I GOT TWO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ANGEL ICONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHA RIGHTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ALL for ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HOW ABOUT ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;heee hee heeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;U DONT HAVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I WANT ALSO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U DEVIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;`A`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;apparently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;there's no other thing pointing the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;those are the horns ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'A'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;like tht also can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tht one baby one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;`A` this one disabled one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;u choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the baby's power better than the disabled one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;WHY LIKE THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;MINE'S EITHER IMMATURED OR DISABLED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;NOT FAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;too bad, scold the keyboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I REFUSE TO ACCEPT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I STILL REFUSE TO ACCEPT THE FACT THAT I'M DISABLED =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;u can choose to be the baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;how come no the other side one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;got better powers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;`A'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;omg like tht even worse, got one leg one hand only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;don't even have one pair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;not fairrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[A]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adult horns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;O-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;full body some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that's like oversized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;damn cool right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;NOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;eh adult!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;COOL WHAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then why dont you take [L]!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! ALLYSSA♡ babbling bumbling band of baboons! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cos i'm an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;you're devil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSTALGIA; DINO DP CLUB join mugger chris fanclub! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care! This is my icon: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(}A{)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I was THE ONE who created it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;u&gt;Angel Allyssa&lt;/u&gt; sounds LOADS better than &lt;u&gt;Angel Liang Hui&lt;/u&gt; - Mine even has alliteration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA so yes, my icon's officially: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(}A{)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you guys can help me think of better ones :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edit)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. Look at this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;`L´&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the twin of the "&lt;strong&gt;`&lt;/strong&gt;" ! TADAAAA~ "&lt;strong&gt;´&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so smart :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LIANG HUI'S &lt;u&gt;DEVIL LIANG HUI&lt;/u&gt;. HEH.&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(/Edit)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115747027976892265?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115747027976892265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115747027976892265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115747027976892265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115747027976892265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-final-liang-huis-spastic.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115752111895532486</id><published>2006-09-06T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T22:38:40.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Gryffravenhufflerin&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a new word learnt! I benefit a lot from just listening to &lt;a href="http://mugglenet.com/mugglecast/"&gt;MuggleCast&lt;/a&gt;, I really do. And those guys just crack me up, ALL THE TIME. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which might explain why I have been spending the past 2 days listening to their podcasts, starting from episode 42.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's like more than 10 hours spent just on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tell me why I'm not feeling bad! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely unrelated note:&lt;br /&gt;The advertisment on Photobucket is so terribly irritating. Because each time you UNINTENTIONALLY mouse over it, it will scream &lt;em&gt;Say Something!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;=.=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now, can you believe having a smilie which keeps on shouting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shudder at the thought of it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115752111895532486?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115752111895532486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115752111895532486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115752111895532486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115752111895532486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/gryffravenhufflerin-thats-new-word.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115746723221738592</id><published>2006-09-05T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T08:01:36.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M OFFICIALLY LIKE, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE HAPPIEST GIRL IN THE WORLD&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RIGHT NOW :DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you guys can easily guess why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited I can hardly BREATHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SQUEEEEEEEEELS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUMDEEDUMDEEDUMMMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA OKAY OKAYYYYY-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY FATHER SAID I COULD ATTEND WESTLIFE'S CONCERT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? Me! Me? Me! YES, MEEEEEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me thinks me is still unable to get over the shock yet, so don't mind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's rather unbelieveable, and I mean it when I said that I still hasn't really gotten over how easily my &lt;em&gt;mission &lt;/em&gt;to have myself attend the concert went, even till now. I've never expected my father to agree but what's even more miraculous is how I didn't even have to say anything to try to persuade him! He was &lt;u&gt;the&lt;/u&gt; one who brought it up over dinner, without me hinting anything about it at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime through dinner he just went &lt;em&gt;Eh, I thought you said you wanted to attend Westlife's concert? Have you bought the tickets?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently I told him &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;no&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; because I wasn't even given permission to. He seemed kinda surprise at my reply and said &lt;em&gt;Why not? Go buy la!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum looked up, looking kinda irritated BUT GUESS WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't say a thing and went back to eating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSHHH HAHAHAHAHA. I don't know what came over her but I don't care! What matters is I'm going to be seeing WESTLIFE, LIVE. ON FRIDAY! :DDDDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boy&lt;/em&gt;, am I lucky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag Replies!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaini&lt;/strong&gt;: Haha hello! Oh nooooo, that just totally shattered my good impression of her, oops.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serena&lt;/strong&gt;: Yeahhhh. And what's sad is that he's only 44! His wife and children must be horribly grieved. Shucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eileen&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh my gosh, that's like hahaha, lame! But neat all the same. &lt;em&gt;LYAO&lt;/em&gt;! HAHA, you cracked me up xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mei&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Lin&lt;/strong&gt;: HAHAHAHA RIGHT! EAT MORE STING RAYS! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larrie&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey LARRIE! xD Your posts are like, LONG.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaeyuan&lt;/strong&gt;: HELLO! Sighhhh. We students are really pitiful huh! And why not! It's WESTLIFE! I won't feel lonely even if I'm going all by myself! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheese&lt;/strong&gt;: Whatever you say, whatever you say... And thanks! Might be your best wishes and luck, because I'M GOING! HEHHHH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lim Qing&lt;/strong&gt;: Yeah, no more &lt;em&gt;Croc Files&lt;/em&gt;. And his family! Sheesh, it pains me just to think about them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Labedeedum! I can't wait till Friday comes! xD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;___________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WESTLIFE'S LOVE! &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/Westlife62844.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/Westlife62844.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115746723221738592?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115746723221738592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115746723221738592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115746723221738592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115746723221738592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-officially-like-happiest-girl-in.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115744103386714362</id><published>2006-09-05T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T04:30:51.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weather last night was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being woken up by the sound of thunder despite sleeping like some log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so freaked out my heart was racing, and it felt as if it was going to pop out of my chest anytime soon :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid thunder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm not afraid of thunder, because I know it won't harm me. But hello? It's so freaking loud that it's impossible to just ignore it and go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was still dark &lt;em&gt;sooo&lt;/em&gt;, yeah, I was scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't laugh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even though I am real determined to get my Language Arts unseen prose done by today, I can't. Because I am so sleepy I can hardly keep my eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm feeling pretty much screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it just dawned upon me that Westlife's concert is just three days away! Yet I still have not gotten a ticket because my mum doesn't allow me to, saying that it's too expensive if you want to see them upclose but if you were to buy those cheaper ones, you can hardly see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what? THIS IS SO UNFAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets to go for yoga sessions, gym workouts, what, &lt;em&gt;pilates &lt;/em&gt;lessons, foot reflexology appointments and facial treatments while I can't attend Westlife's concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine only cost 100 bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how much she has to spend on all those activities a month. So considering that, isn't 100 dollars NOTHING to her, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what saddens me more is the fact that she was the one who introduced this band to me, so it's really all her doing, isn't it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just ask my dad. And if he allows, I shall just grab a ticket and go for the concert on Friday without her knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like there's anything that she can do if she finds out that I attended the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throttle me, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But say whatever you like, because right now, Westlife's all that matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had a long day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115744103386714362?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115744103386714362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115744103386714362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115744103386714362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115744103386714362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/weather-last-night-was-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115737308346132015</id><published>2006-09-04T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T22:14:46.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's been a rather well-spent day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even succeeded in getting up in time to leave the house for History remedial in school at 8.15am, even though I did spend a whole hour trying to recover my house keys and nametag :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished up the topics on Japanese Occupation and its effects, Communist Insurrection and the Merger and Separation between Malaysia and Singapore during the 'round 2 hours of lecture. I was having an information overload, no doubt. I mean, 4 TOPICS IN 2 HOURS! OH, and 64 PowerPoint slides! Can y'all imagine it? I was having a slight headache while I was filing out of the room like everyone else. And to add to my suffering, the girl sitting bhind me had to be such a brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but I don't think the meaning of &lt;em&gt;brat&lt;/em&gt; is sufficient to describe how awful she was behaving. It wasn't enough that she was making sarcastic comments about Ms Koh, the PowerPoint, basically EVERYTHING about the lecture, she had to let out shrills of laughter every now and then when she finds something that's (definitely not funny,) hilarious AND KEEP POKING HER FEET THROUGH THE GAP IN MY SEAT, CAUSING. ME. DISCOMFORT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw her alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy, never mind her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lunch with Serena, Haidee and Lim Min after that. At KAP :) This must be my 5th time eating McD's in a week already. But lunch there today was rather fruitful, well in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing up my McChicken meal and Lim Min left for Chinese Dance, Serena and I sat down to do our Math Revision paper, with Haidee as our tutor on questions we didn't know how to tackle on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really proud of myself because I actually solved a question which Serena and I spent AGES thinking about! YAY. Hahahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though Haidee left home at about 3 to sleep, Serena and I stayed back till 4 to finish the entire paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, for once in the two years I've spent studying in Nanyang, I actually have an assignment completed a long time before the deadline, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even got appropriate earrings that are allowed to be worn in school! It was vital that I got them because my earholes are shutting and if I don't get earrings which I don't have to put on and take off when required, I would have to go through the pain of getting my ears poked once more, not to mention spend $10 on it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I MIGHT start on the Language Arts unseen prose later tonight because I am feeling really hyped up about completing Math :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like today :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115737308346132015?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115737308346132015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115737308346132015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115737308346132015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115737308346132015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/todays-been-rather-well-spent-day-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115737205222380540</id><published>2006-09-04T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T05:14:12.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you haven't heard already, Steve Irwin died today on the 4th of September, on the Barrier Reef, near Cairns. As a sign of respect for the Australian cultural icon, place a turtle, &lt;em&gt;(tu),&lt;/em&gt; at the start of your msn name, and forward this to everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Irwin's death came as a shock to me. I almost choked on the mushroom I was eating when my father told me about it during dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never exactly liked his show, actually, because I've never found snakes nor crocodiles fascinating, but well, he's a rather well-liked person among children. Well, honestly, I do admire his courage - who else in the world but him is daring enough to go WRESTLE WITH A CROCODILE? One that's of the &lt;u&gt;same size as you&lt;/u&gt;, no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the problem, you see. He's always been wrestling with crocodiles, catching snakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have expected him to be killed by a &lt;strong&gt;sting ray&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is: Rest in peace, &lt;em&gt;Croc dude.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115737205222380540?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115737205222380540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115737205222380540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115737205222380540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115737205222380540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-you-havent-heard-already-steve.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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-29759222.post-115711458690452092</id><published>2006-09-02T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T01:04:54.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY! :DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if we're going out for some extravagant dinner tonight, HEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TERM 3 ONLINE PROGRESS REPORT IS OUT! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, long ago. But never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geography&lt;/strong&gt; - 3 for every single aspect and no comment. It's either she has no idea who I am or she just doesn't bother. But it's better this way. I mean, I expect ultra negative opinions about me from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;History &lt;/strong&gt;- Ms Koh wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A very enthusiastic student who is ever willing to share her ideas and continuously seek to improve herself. Nevertheless, Allyssa needs to put in more effort to improve in her source-based skills.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree, so yep, I am satisfied. In fact, I am rather flattered by what she wrote of me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some 2s under:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Able to analyse data and events&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Able to elaborate on ideas &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Able to justify different points of view &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which I have no objection as well. But I wonder what made her give me a 3 for &lt;em&gt;Submit work punctually. &lt;/em&gt;I mean, I owe her a holiday assignment that's due July 1st and only just handed in another (due a month ago) recently.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I'm not complaining :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mathematics&lt;/strong&gt; - All 4s and a &lt;em&gt;Allyssa has excellent attitude and aptitude for mathematics &lt;/em&gt;comment!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I never knew Ms Teng thinks so highly of me. Hahaha or maybe, maybe she thought the highest score is 5 and therefore gave me 4! Which means she probably meant to grade me with 3 instead! I think I need to clarify it with her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Science &lt;/strong&gt;- Rather bad gradings (&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;2&lt;/u&gt;s out of &lt;em&gt;9&lt;/em&gt; questions), though I can't deny that they are all true. This goes to show that he's actually really detailed about such reports, which are vital in deciding how our parents will be treating us for the next few weeks or so. No remarks though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese &lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;思维敏捷，分析力强，作文常有独到见解。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;黄老师，谢谢夸奖！可是，什么是思维？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Language Arts&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Allyssa is good at narrative writing. She must explore exposition and work on it. A very efficient class Language Arts representative, she is also a creative and resourceful learner, often rendering help to her peers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not sure about the "efficient class Language Arts representative" comment, but yes, I'm not complaining, once again. Hmmmmmm, how should I go about exploring exposition?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't understand why there aren't any gradings for Chinese. Same goes for Language Arts: I wonder if there's any error in the report :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, I think it's time I let my parents take a look at it already :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29759222-115711458690452092?l=crisscross-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/feeds/115711458690452092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29759222&amp;postID=115711458690452092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115711458690452092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29759222/posts/default/115711458690452092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crisscross-.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-daddy-ddddd-i-wonder-if.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</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>
